Jillisa Mermaid Transformation StoryThe weekend had finely come for Jillisa. It had been a long hard week at the office and she needed a escape for the weekend, so she went to the beach. When she got there she found the beach crowded with people. Turned out that she was not the only one thinking of the beach this fine beautiful day in California. The boardwalk was not so crowded, and long the boardwalk were small shops or vendors with portable stands selling everything from cool pop to trinkets, to jewelry. Bored and disappointed at not finding a good spot in the sand to just lay out and enjoy the sun she browsed along checking out the different sellers, and what they had to ofJillisa Mermaid Transformation Story1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dragon Eating Pixie StixDragon Eating Pixie Stix3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tired of being everyone's hero
I shed the cape and suit
Letting my wings spring out
Becoming twice my normal size
My eyes glowing green of earth
Teeth becoming razor sharp
My skin turning blue as water
Back to the dragon I once was
I need to go back to me
Before the world sunk in
When I had a pure heart
Before my first taste of pain
When love flowed freely
Smiles weren't shields of tears
Pain was a thing mom could fix
With a kiss and a band aid
The road for me has been long
Many times I walk the wrong way
When that fork comes up
I took the easy way out
My form changing with each heart strike
I decide to rest my weary eyes
Loreley PrologueLoreley Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We all sat around the fireplace big eyes and out mouth's open. Old grandmother Willow was about to tell us a story.
"Story time!" Yelled my brother Timmy.
My three sister and two younger brothers sat waiting for grandmother Willow to begin. As for me I stood by the window with my arms across my chest staring out to sea. Slowly grandmother Willow sat down in her old oak chair and smiled at us.
"What kind of story do you want to hear tonight?"
"A love story!" Cooed my twin sister, the little one to shy to speak.
"A sea story." Timmy screamed jumping up.
I snorted and ran my hand through my hair. Being the oldest I never bel
DownfallDownfall6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.