Character Profile Form- ShortBasic StatisticsCharacter Profile Form- Short5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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Most important childhood event that still affects him/her:
Other memories/events that still affects him and why/how:
Past failures he would be embarrassed to have people know about and why:
Biggest role model:
Describe their smile:
How does he dress:
Are they generally balanced or clumsy?:
Describe their walk:
Horror Of My ChildhoodThe warm water runs down my body and as I look down at my feet I see my long brown hair, black wet, float on the water flowing over my breasts. I go to grab the shampoo but its not there. Oh yeah, I ran out last time and was to lazy to put more in. Great, now I'm gonna have to tell for my dad. I'm thirteen and still need my father to take a simple shower.Horror Of My Childhood2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Dad?" I call hoping he can hear me all the on the other side of the house in the office. He's alway in there, working like I don't even exist. I know he does it all for me but sometimes I just want him to be a dad.
I yell repeatedly, louder and louder with every call. Now I'm getting worried. He never leaves when I'm in the shower because I might fall and drown while he's away or something. I try one last time with all the lung power I can muster out of my small diaphragm.
This time I hear a rustle in the background of the shower water pounding at my ears. Usually I can hear him coming from a mile away because he walks so heavy and h
I'm Begging For Mercy - Ch 11I'm Begging For Mercy - Ch 113 years ago in Drama More Like This
I'm Begging For Mercy Part Two
By Ran Uzumaki
Warnings: Violence, abuse, sexual situations, death, cursing, drug usage.
Disclaimer: Matt Stone and Trey Parker own South Park and all its characters. I'm just borrowing them. The plot belongs to me.
Pairings: Craig x Tweek; Craig x DogPoo
Summary: Craig and Tweek meet by chance and quickly bond over bruises. But one day Tweek doesn't come to school. And Craig's world shatters. Then he meets someone else, someone he never suspected he would ever get with. Someone he forgot existed.
Song: Silence - Aly & AJ
Its about ten o clock when I sneak into my bedroom through the window with the smell of sex on my skin and weed on my clothes. Frankly, I feel amazing and its not entirely because I'm high. Tweek and I have been dating for almost a year. Its been the best time of my life. And in a way the worst. The sweet blonde has been full of unexpected surprises.
Mi BebeManuel pov...Mi Bebe4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hace mucho tiempo que conozco a diego, diría casi que fue a la primera persona que conocí, aun recuerdo cuando vivía con abuela Mapuche y salía a jugar al bosque que quedaba cerca de la ruca en la que solía vivir, me encantaba ese lugar, tan frondoso, lleno de vegetación y animales, bellos paisajes, y horizontes majestuosos ensombrecidos por la enorme y blanca cordillera de los andes.
Mi abuela solía decir que cuando jugara no me alejase tanto, pero desde muy pequeño decía que me se cuidar perfectamente y le desobedecía, no me gustaba ni aun me gusta, ser sometido por nadie, yo era libre y hacia lo que quería.
Un día de esos desperté muy temprano en la mañana, salí de mi ruca y pude apreciar el bello día que era, entonces tome unas provisiones y algo en donde llevarlas, y me dispuse a caminar tan lejos como mis pequeños pero fuertes pies me lo p
One more memory Chapter 5One more memory Chapter 54 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ryeowook stayed in bed the rest of the night, never falling asleep. Kyuhyun checked on him once or twice, all that could be seen was a jumbled web of the purple comforter and a lump that was visibly trembling. When he felt that it was most likely day he crawled out, and sure enough the sun was there with it's smile. Warming h is skin and drying his tears. It made him think of the American song he once heard.
Woke up this morning, smiled with the rising sun.Three little birds, pitch by my doorstep, singing sweet songs. Of melodies pure and true.
Sayin' : This is my message to you.
He hummed the tune as he got out of bed, he knew that he had to move on. He decided that it was good that Kyuhyun said he didn't love him anymore, he would've held on forever if he hadn't. He would always love Kyuhyun, he was his first love. But he would move on. It couldn't be that hard could it?
He walked downstairs into the kitchen where Kyuhyun sat, but someone else was with him. It was the girl
Dream of the Past Chapter 1Dream of the Past Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The soft pitter-patter of rain hitting the windowpane had managed to pull a certain German out his sleep. Shifting to find a better position in bed, Ludwig ended up curling up next to another person in bed. A flash of lightning lit up the room, and a few seconds later the windows shook with the following thunder. Any hope of getting back to sleep was lost as the lightning became more frequent. Sighing, Ludwig sat up in bed. A slight nagging sensation at the back of his mind became more intense as he became more alert. He had had a strange dream.
But what was it about?
He shook his head to try and rid himself of the foggy dream. A soft snore brought his attention back to his bed. Ludwig chuckled, Feli had snuck into his bed again. The female lay sprawled out on the other half of his bed, with her half of the covers around her ankles and her auburn hair fanned out across her pillow. She was wearing the dress shirt he had lent her, since he refused to let her run around his house i
Hope Ch.15Hope Ch.153 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Their old home was the same as when they had last left it. It was a pile of rubble on the ground where seedlings of trees were growing. The sun was coming down, and with it went the warmth of the day. What replaced the warmth was a sudden cold wind, threatening to make Ed keel over with pain vibrating from what was left of his right arm.
The aching that invaded his body warned him that a storm was coming soon. Judging by the amount of pain, it would be a pretty bad one. Ed looked up and saw the orange sky being overcome by clouds of grey. As he looked up, another gust of wind came upon his face, it felt like tiny needles trying to make their home on his cheek, desperately trying to get away from the coldness that they themselves caused.
Seeing this new development in the sky, Ed and Al hastily searched around their old home for the promised letter; Hawkeye had stayed behind at the train station, wanting to give them some space, considering where the brothers were heading. They looked a
Love Distance Long Affair English lyricsTake a breath and hold it inLove Distance Long Affair English lyrics3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Till my head is spinning
Take a breath and count to ten
I try to hold in all the pain
But I keep hurting, all the same
A pain that has grown with every day
That you're not with me
Inhale, exhale, and repeat
To keep the ground under my feet
Wishing you'd pick up the phone
Through the good times and the bad
Through all the tears and all the laughs
I can't help but think that if you're here
It'd be better
If you're laughing, I will laugh with you
If you're crying, I will comfort you
If you're angry with me, let me know
If you love me, say so
If you want to kiss, don't be afraid
Hold me close, it's okay
If you really want to be with me
All you gotta do is call
When your name lights up my screen
Oh, God, I get so happy
Life lived in the digital
I'll stop time, or so I say
I'll make distance go away
Ride the airwaves to your side
If I'm laughing, would you laugh with me?
If I'm crying, would you comfort me?
If I love you,
Not this Island MusicNot this Island Music5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I. What it was never
(on J reading Robert Kelly)
"And after luscious months of living they would say it's not so
very different from what they knew."
It was never the verse, but something thicker
dangerous to the finger; a bait trap
of honesty foraged from a conformed colony by a dominant
drone possessing a new Queen.
It was never the voice, but something tougher
sharper under the skin; tiny lancets
a barbed stinger from a defensive maneuver pumping venom
through a corpuscle of blood and water.
It was never the delivery, disoriented in direction
from an insufficient species of pheromone; so
those handsthose hands3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her hands, long, pale, and slender, never shook.
Those hands, that held the knitting,
held the knife,
those hands, that were strong forever,
those hands, that held mine tightly,
those hands, that clenched as we ran from the flames,
those hands shook
as my life
faded to black.
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A Girl and a BoyA Girl and a Boy3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I'm just a girl.
Not pure of mind or pearl of skin, nor with silk as hair or lips of red.
Not your princess in a tower- never lost to be found- always calm, always sure.
A girl with a story, but none to be heard.
Eyes of blue, waves of white- watching a puddle, blending with the sky.
You were just a boy.
A boy of thoughts and a boy of shadows, a boy- eyes dark as night.
Lack of laughter, a smile of sunsets, seldom seen.
Wandering through the hours of midnight- hands shoved in pockets, foggy breath his only light.
Stumbling through the minutes of early dawn or late dusk, opposites can attract.
Must Love CatsMust Love Cats4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Must Love Cats
Fur of gold to pet and rub,
Perfect cat for me to love,
Razor claws and pointed teeth,
All the better made to keep,
A quick brush along silky fur,
Rewarded with a rumbling purr,
Given a glancing nuzzled kiss,
He is mine and I am his.
Depression is the SuicideDepression is the Suicide4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Shoot me, Kill me, Take my Soul.
For I have no use of it. I'm just stuck here, in this Undenying Hell they call life.
Around and Around these feelings go.
Why lead me to suffer so much? Just end it all, I'll feel no pain, For I am already numb. But thinking of you, brought my thoughts straight.
So please, Love me, Hold me, I need that feeling.
As I lay dying. Explain that you love me more than anything.
I think my feelings are going to come back again...... just dont leave me be.
a picture of a plane.The day her daddy got sent away, the whole neighborhood fluttered with closing curtains and eyes watching through cracked doors. His wife called it a mistake, the cousins called it rape and said he was a pedophile.a picture of a plane.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
And she just kept dipping her fingers into paint and dreaming about kites and the eyelashes on dolls, because she didn't know what any of those words meant.
A year later, he came back, and she washed the sidewalk so he couldn't see that she was drawing their secret in light blue and petal pink chalk.
"Those are nice pictures, baby," her daddy would tell her, but she hated it, because he always sounded sick, and he would rub her back with those big, rough hands until the neighbor's blinds twitched like the nervous wings of a bird.
Aleksander finally made her daddy stop, because he sat on his porch all day with a scratchy blanket in his lap, saying prayers beside a full ashtray.
"Why does he do that?" she asked him in July. "I don't like it when he does that."
He patted her
Tessa's DareTessa tiptoed quietly through the cemetery. The moon was out, but it didn't do a very good job of clearing away the mist that hung low over the cemetery. Tessa pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose, nervously. There were several trees planted around the tombstones, all looking like ghostly hands reaching for the sky and freedom. She walked past the tombstones, which were a ghastly white. They seemed to be floating in a sea of mist.Tessa's Dare8 years ago in Horror More Like This
As Tessa walked by a particularly ugly tombstone with a gargoyle on top, she felt something grab her ponytail. Tessa screamed in fright and lunged forward, away from the grasping fingers. When she looked back, Tessa saw a few strands of her black hair hanging from a tree branch. She giggled at herself and walked to the crypts along the back wall of the cemetery. She was searching for a certain crypt, one that said McManlon on the door. She came to the first one and read the name. Harlon.
"That's not it," Tessa told herself and moved on. She conti
An old man's deathAn old man's death4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Wearily he sits in his usual chair. Maybe no one will notice how tired he is and how much it hurts. His oldest granddaughter knocks on the door and opens the door.
"Hi grandpa. How are you today?" She gives him a hug and sits the plate of cookies in front of him. Her fiancé steps in behind her with a gallon of fresh cow's milk. He hadn't had that since he was a boy. Yum!
He smiles. "When are you getting married??"
She pauses. A different reaction that usual. Usually she says, "Not sure yet. We'll let you know."
"October the eighth."
For a split second he thought there was hope after all. October wasn't too far away. He could make it until then. That would only be a month after the six month mark the doctors gave him back in March. Then she adds .
He didn't know what to say. He'd never make it that long. He knew he couldn't. For a moment, she caught the distress in his eyes, but he looks away quickly back at the cookies and milk. "Thanks for the cookies." H
I Love The Way You Love MeI Love The Way You Love Me10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love the way I can talk to you
And say what's on my mind
I never have to look away
Or keep a thing inside
Tears fill my eyes when you're not around
Or when you just don't care
But I know in my heart you will do what's right
For me, you will always dare
Material things will never matter
As long as I have you
You make every day that passes
So much easier to get through
My worries disappear when you're around
No thoughts of pain or doubt
I feel your love when you hold me close
And kiss me if I pout
I don't care what they are talking about
All I care for is you
I'll jump off a building to show you my love
If that's what I have to do
I love you for everything that you are
Not what you promise to be
I know you can't see why or how
You're the most important thing to me
Summer's Mask"You know, I'm getting kind of sick of camping." Mike yawned, rubbing his eyes as he wandered out of his tent. His three friends, Sarah, Alex and Jade were already awake; heating their feeble breakfast of baked beans and pita bread over a portable stove that Jade had brought with her.Summer's Mask2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the height of summer, and Alex had mentioned how a wood near him had a clearing in the middle that would be perfect for a camping trip. The wood had always been strangely quiet, so they didn't need to worry about dangerous animals.
"Then by all means go home if you can't handle the tent." Sarah laughed as he slumped down onto the group next to her and began to eat.
The morning passed lazily, punctuated by Jade's regular insistence that they should go for a walk around the woods. Alex groaned at the thought of the excess exercise and complained that if he was meant to go for walks then there should at least be something interesting there. At last, though, they all agreed that they would wander a
The MirrorAt a time, once in some land, there was a girl. This girl was very pretty, and kind, and loved living with her father very much. Her father had taken care of her since her mother had died of an illness. One day, her father had to go to war. She stayed behind on her own, living in their house and taking care of it. Before he left, the father told her about the magic mirror that they had in the basement. It had to be cleaned once a day, or the demon living inside of it would escape and wreck havoc on the village. He said, "Now, you must not become to focused on the image in that mirror. It may look beautiful at first, but the longer you stare the more it will take on the image that words paint. And no words in the world are truly as you are."The Mirror2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The little girl told him that she would remember that. And so he left. Each day, the young girl would go down to the basement and clean the mirror. And each time she looked in, she saw herself. She was dressed in the finest of dresses, her pinned wi