Monster High About: Hayley HulkingMonster High About: Hayley Hulking3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Hayley Robert Hulking
Age: 15 years
Hair: Black with brown highlights
Height: 9 feet, 7 inches
Physical Hulk Traits: Green skin, super strength and very tall.
Family: The hulks. Hayley's mom Mary and dad Robert. She's a only child and has a big dog named Bruno.
Favourite Colour: Purple, Violet and Grass Green.
Favourite Food: Sushi. Preferably octopus sushi.
Favourite Desert: Butterscotch and Vanilla ice cream.
Least favourite Food: Liver of any kind (mostly cow).
Favourite School Subject: Physical deaduction, Creative writing and Music. It's good practice for her future career.
Least Favourite Subject: Oceanography beacuase of the difficulties.
Friends: She has three. Cilia Satan, Rosetta Veil and Rebbeca NightShade.
Pet Peeve: When people thinks she's a terrorise brute because of her kind. She also hates when people get
JournalOn the old dusted shelf in the back of the garage,Journal3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A scratched up journal sits,
Layered in thickets of dust and washed up
San Fransisco, dulled and dripping dreary guards
The secrets that are withheld,
But behold! As olden hands unstrap the latch,
And cold, musty air of the past gushes into the room.
One does not get what a young boy has written on the cover,
In large print, black ink that swirls at the tip of letters.
"NEVER FORGET WHO YOU ARE, WHY YOU ARE HERE, AND WHAT YOU HAVE BECOME",
And then with teary eyes,
The memories of past life comes to mind,
Rippling along the brain and
Patches of stirred emotion lead the way.
The book is then placed in fire,
Cracking and popping as liquid soul is melted away
And dissolved by the oxygen around it.
The fire burns itself out,
And life itself pauses for a moment,
Never again taken advantage by men of the day.
DrowningI reach up,Drowning3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But my hand grasps the nothingness
That is around me.
I cry out-
So painful and sorrowful,
But no, no one hears me,
And ones who do
Wouldn't care even the slightest bit.
Surrounded by the horror,
As I am sucked in further,
The life forced out of me,
Like God's hand squeezing my soul
From my body, and I gasp-
And drown soundlessly,
Valour-ClawdxDraculauraValour-ClawdxDraculaura3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I'd watched him dominate the casketball court before, but today it was a
bit different. He skipped his last class simply because it turned out
Valentine was in it. I should've been the one skipping out, but thankfully, Miss
Hawthorne understood. She didn't mark him absent, or me, either. I followed him
and watched as he slammed the casketball into the backboard so hard it cracked.
He slammed it through the net and was playing at his top game. I watched him
from the opening to the court. Finally, without much ado, he slammed it so hard
it punched a hole in the back of the backboard and he roared. Any sane person
would've shrunk back in absolute terror and most likely run away, but I knew
I slipped my arms around his waist from behind, nuzzling his back, "It's
"You shouldn't be here. It's...probably safer for you with Bram and
"I'm not scared of you" I murmured into his back.
He took my hand and brought me to the bench at the
Wrenched HeartWhen I read all the goods news,Wrenched Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And things that have happened, making you
So dearly happy,
I feel as though I should be joyful
Along with you,
But I have a sick, wrenched feeling inside of me,
Like a hand has grabbed hold of my heart,
And felt the need to twist it menacingly,
And choke the life from it, leaving it
Shriveled and white, struggling to pump
Life back into me, but succeeding little.
I have desired a heated passion of fury,
One in which I do not know what for,
And if this shines any sense to my readers,
It feels as though my heart has wound up in
A corner, and decided to die wholesomely and alone,
Wishfully thinking with a trace of hope,
Yet no proof of this has shone in any one
I may have put in desire.
Scraped HeartWhen I was a small child,Scraped Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would ride my bike, just outside my home
On the cobblestone and try to balance with accuracy.
Now and again, I would fall, and scrape my knee.
Mama would always come running, her face twisted with worry
And hold me against her warmth, kissing my boo-boos,
Whispering so calming that "it'd be okay",
That I would "soon heal right back up".
Just as all small children do, I grew.
Life went on for me and Mama was sure enough
To be found correct, I did heal.
But now, knee scraping are not what I feel pain to...
When I try to balance out my love, and it all comes crashing down...
I surely scrape my heart, but as Mama always said, it would heal.
This healed a bit more slowly...
And hurt much more as it began to scar over the years,
My love being taken advantage of, bruising my heart's outer flesh...
And now, ready to explode from inner pain...
I search for my Mama, oh where can she be to mend this
Organ, no more than clothes now stitched together.
Losing Self ControlLosing Self Control3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hedward Horseman scratched away with his black fountain pen. He completed his last sentence and beamed. He finished his Dead Languages homework and he was now done with all of his chores for the night. Hedward glanced at the miniature wooden clock that sat on his desk and smiled. 7:35. His father would be home any minute and he would finally get some quality time with him, something he rarely got.
Hedward gathered his stack of papers and tucked them safely away into his school bag which he carelessly tossed onto his bed. He merrily flew out of his bedroom and toward the kitchen. He could see the kitchen light illuminating from the kitchen door. A huge smile formed on his face. That only meant that his dad had returned home.
He could feel the wind rushing through his hair already. He could feel the pulsing beat of the horse's hooves that rushed through him with each contact the hoof made with the ground. He could smell the forest air, so still in the night, which invited him to keep rid
Have You Seen?Have you seen it?Have You Seen?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is everywhere you glance,
Small it may seem, but in reality,
Oh dear, it makes the world go 'round.
It provides cure and treatment to the sick,
And nurtures them for a lifetime after recovery.
No one is without it, for you will always
Be loved by someone.
Family can push you away,
Friends can leave you
And lovers can stab you in the back,
But I, no I will never give up.
You can hate me, and be as
Disgusting to me as your heart's desire,
But what you must know,
No matter what you are,
Who you are,
Or where you are,
I would take a bullet for you...
Because if your blood was to be spilled on my shoes,
And I just watched...
Well that is not a possibility.
I have always cared more for others than myself,
But this does not mean I am perfect,
For we all have our flaws and flaunts,
But I really am trying,
Just as we all are.
Insults"Get a life"Insults3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Make some friends for once."
"Crazy, just like his hair over there."
"Do you EVER wear any colors?!"
"Why don't you use your own imagination."
"Get a haircut."
"Show me your wrists."
"Hey, the emo kid!"
"I bet he's goth."
"Are you always depressed?"
"Just get out of here."
"What would you know?"
"Even I'm smarter than you."
"Dude, you're a complete retard."
"I think all your little 'stories' are just lies."
"Do you ever even get out?"
"How could you not know that?"
Daily abuse, a pill of resistance, and you might be able to rise above it.
.:Impurrfections:.CHAPTER 2.:Impurrfections:.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hissary screamed, or at least she thought she yelled, it was more of a whisper. Purrfecta stared at her sister, looking a bit shocked.
"Your gay!? Why didn't you--"
"No! Don't say anything!" Hissary began to cry, standing up from her seat.
The young mocha furred werecat bolted towards the cafeteria doors, not looking to stop for anyone. She ran down the halls of the school, others watched as the young werecat ran passed, crying at the same time. The dark, short haired beauty ran to the only place she knew where it would be quiet.
The young werecat put her back against the wall, sliding down ever so slowly.
Her hair was a mess from rubbing her claws through it, her eyes bloodshot from crying, tears still ran down her dark, chocolate brown striped cheeks. The room in which she occupied, the gloomy bell tower, it had a kind of dark feel to it...on this dreadfully, dreary day.
"What am I going to do..." she asked herself, s
SmileA mask to layer your pain,Smile3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cover it and tint it with
A thin strip of flesh across thy face,
And tis' the magic begin,
And happiness rejoice!
SuccessHow do we reach success?Success3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Back stabbing and stomping on others
Hand as they dangle over the most pitiful
And sorrowful cliff there is?
Is that what society has seem to come
Down to when success it discussed?
Since when has honesty not worked?
Trust and cooperation and companionship
Till the end and through it all...
Where is our youngest of world's heading?
Wish You Were HereRemembering the timeWish You Were Here3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your arms were wrapped around my waist,
You head on my chest, and I asked:
"Do you hear that?"
And with no less that sweetest of voices
Did you reply with a:
"Hear what, Love?"
"My heart, Darling.
And you must know, that it
Will beat for you and only you,
Day and night,
Forever and Always."
And times like those,
They make me wish so much more that
You were in my arms as I speak.
UniquenessUniqueness,Uniqueness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is nothing much to it, some say,
It is just being different from others,
And I agree, to a certain extent...
It is viewing the world on a different axle,
Revolving around a different star,
One where day is night and night is day.
It is seeing a leaf fall from a tree,
And envisioning it's before times,
When it was still on the Oak,
Clustered in a packed group of green.
It is gazing up towards the sky,
And seeing out into space and beyond,
Far past the stars too bright,
And examining all those too dim.
It is being a artist,
One who is such as no other!
Light as a paper on city streets,
But solid as the tree in which it came from.
To be unique, to be a Joker in the deck of life.
The Blackest CloudSadness, is such as a cloud,The Blackest Cloud3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gray and dull, lingering in the sky.
Longing for a purpose, wanting to be found,
A dark suited man, a black colored tie.
Sadness is in all of us, waiting among the white,
A single standout, outsider, in a sky of bight.
Shifting through the crowd, effortlessly dragging,
Pouring down on other, definitely saddening.
Catching on a host,some more dead weight,
Creating mixed emotions, grief, anger, hate.
Rising from the hidden, dark cloud overhead,
Unknown misery you cannot leave, not until its fled.
Friend come and go, leaving you behind,
Just outside the gate, the entrance to the shrine.
The rusty doors unlatch, letting you inside,
But what you find is misery, a garden full of lies.
You try to help, from the things you've seen,
Nothing more than a wave, ignored unkeen.
You want it to stop, not let it spread,
But no one can escape, the blackest cloud's dread.
Lost Friendship Part 1The night you told meLost Friendship Part 13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You had feelings for me, well that started it all...
A tale I heard from you,
About abusive and ignorant lovers and
A social outcast, that is is you.
How did you not feel whole?
Rather hollow and lonesome?
Lost in life, a sad soul swallowed
You. I hope you do not mind,
But I need this out, expressed
And compelled off my chest.
You felt extreme jealously and low
Self confidence. Was part of it
Because of myself?
You were always there for me,
So why is it that when you are
In that time of need,
You reject me, throw me out to sea,
Heartbroken and bleeding through my shirt
Where the blood stains my shirt and
The shallow covering I call skin.
Do you see me?
I am truly devastated, like a prick
And gash in my soul and
Very being, as it were.
Forgive me, you will not appreciate this,
And who knows, maybe its not over...
God, don't I hope so.
I'll give you a few days, let you
Think it all over,
And realize the things I said.
That you are amazing, like a glowing
Stone on th
100 ONE DIRECTION FACTS AND QUOTES1. Harry has type B blood (yes, our fandom is crazy, we find out everything)100 ONE DIRECTION FACTS AND QUOTES3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
2. Niall's favorite restaurant is Nando's
3. Louis likes girls who eat carrots (you knew that was coming)
4. The boys made history when they became the first UK artist to debut at #1 on the US charts with their hit single "What Makes You Beautiful"
5. One Direction was formed on July 23, 2010 at 8:22pm
6. Zayn risked elimination on X Factor because he didn't want people to see him dance
7. Niall loves to eat. A lot.
8. Harry completely got pranked by Louis and Zayn when they had an actress pretend she was giving birth. But it just proves he's the most perfect person alive
9. Harry's worst habit is getting naked all the time
10. Zayn has mirrors all the way around his shower
11. Harry likes cats
12. "Vas happenin'?" ~Zayn Malik
13. Harry's birthday is February 1, 1994
14. Louis Walsh said no to Harry at his X Factor audition
15. Zayn's X Factor audition song was "Let Me Love You"
16. Liam initially auditioned f