It Feels Like WonderlandEyes flicker open and I blinked in confusion at the blurry, swirling mess that was my vision. I stayed that way, lying still as I could until the cloudy haze cleared and I was left staring at a tiny crack in the faded panels of the ceiling.
Where was I?
How was I there?
I was suddenly aware that the bed (I assume it was a bed) that I was lying on was rock solid, almost like a table and the pillow was thin and barely offered any comfort from the solid surface beneath me. I could hear a soft beep of what sounded like a heart monitor in the distance but this was accompanied by the tick of a clock or cogs moving.
Curious to see if I could move, I hesitantly flexed my fingers and felt them scrape against rough cotton. Very slowly, I moved my hands, my wrists, my arms until the tingling, numbness of lack of use disappeared. Pushing myself up onto my elbows, it took a moment for me to focus on my surroundings as I felt the rush of getting up too quickly.
As the white lights
My StoryMy Story3 years ago in Create a Story Contest More Like This
A young woman named Keisha loved making art, and practiced painting all day long to become the very best in all her town. But one day, she was completely stumped. She looked around her room, full of art pieces featuring mystical Kumquat, sci-fi landscapes of a futuristic Sacramento , and a portrait of Oprah that looked so real, you could start a conversation with it. But nothing inspired her. Had she really created everything there was to create? Depressed, she looked out her window, and made a wish on a nearby Narwhal for inspiration to return to her. The next morning, she sprung out of bed, and used her skill in painting to create the most beautiful deviation depicting Kittens abominating anyone had ever seen. That night, she shouted out the window, "Thanks, Narwhal!"
Italy x Angel!Reader: Are those wings?! Ch. 5 Ding Dong!Italy x Angel!Reader: Are those wings?! Ch. 53 years ago in Drama More Like This
The sound of the door bell echoed through the rooms of the familiar, Spanish home. Sounds of crashing and yelling muffled by the thick, oak, front door. Soon, the door was opened by none other than Feliciano's close friend, Antonio. The man stood there for a moment, grinning widely, then he stepped aside as he mumbled a small "Hola" to his younger friend.
"Ciao," exclaimed Feliciano, giving his friend a brief hug before entering. You couldn't help but to feel a little ignored. Ever since a few days ago, the two of you had talked nonstop and now here you were, barely getting even a glance from the man. Although, you understood why.
As you entered the house, you scanned the livingroom for a certain foul mouthed Italian only to come up short. You left the room and checked the kitchen, the garden, the bathroom, nothing. Passing through the upstairs hall, you heard the soft
Denial NejiTenDenial; not just a river in Egypt as the saying goes. If Neji was being honest with himself that was what he was in, but that's just the thing he was in denial because if he accepted the truth he would be upset, and that was not a good thing in Hyuga Neji's book.Denial NejiTen3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Neji you've been acting weird recently." Tenten said, helping him up after she knocked him down with the force of an explosion that she created. Although the bun haired girl was happy to be better matched than usual with the Hyuga prodigy, she wanted it to be on fair terms, and she knew he was bothered by something.
"It's nothing." He brushed off, "How's Sasuke?"
"He's good." Tenten replied slowly, "He's taking me on a date to the festival tomorrow." Neji nodded slowly, the festival was a great place to take a girl.
They were silent for a few moments, both thinking back to the year before, at the spring festival when Neji kissed Tenten before leaving. The two never talked about it, and both acted like it had never happened.
Another lifetimeAnother lifetimeAnother lifetime3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The final battle was at its highest point and Hermione was running faster than she ever though she could, Bellatrix was chasing her and throwing curses at her.
She rounded a corner, and tried to hid herself but Bellatrix was right after her and she threw a crusiatuscurse at her and her eyesight blinked and she hit the floor and all her mind could register was pain, enormous pain.
She heard someone yelling the killing curse and her brain told her that this was it; she was going to die, right her, right now. her eyes was shut and she felt something brush her cheek, her eyes fluttered open and met sad silvery eyes staring down at her. Was she in heaven?
One moment later she recognized the eyes, and her environment was slowly being registered in her brain, she was in danger.
She could not move, her body being heavy and powerless, he picked her up and sneaked up towards the Ravenclaw tower, on the way he found an empty classroom and pulled her in and looked the door and put
Watching the dreamThe dark figure sits in front of the monitor, without blinking, like he is trying to memorize the picture on it. The man sits in front of the computer every night after his "death".Watching the dream3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sherlock Holmes watches his friend's sleep.
Night after night the former army doctor sleeps with more and more difficulties. The nightmares are back.
In the room on 221b Baker Street darkness hides the tragedy that fills the place, eating all emotions of the man with fair hair and kind eyes, slowly leading him into the depression.
However, John Watson is fighting. For now.
The detective blinks at last and takes a deep breath. Because of Mycroft's support he has cameras at their flat. Suddenly, the realization that the flat is no more their, but only John's, makes him feeling empty. He closes his eyes and sits thus for some long minutes.
At the night minutes are always long.
A sound from the laptop's speakers brings Sherlock back to the reality. His sharp gaze sparkles in the lights from the scre
ColorsColours, it's all about them.Colors2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
The reds,blues and yellows,
A world in color is a wonder of a world,
But my color has faded,
No more reds,blues or yellows,
Grays and blacks is all I see,
My wonder world is gone,
Replaced by doom and gloom,
Colors its all about colors,
How a maid can be dangerous 3The yellow-clothed knight got away from his landing zone and, after a moment's hesitation, went right. He remembered he had told the Mogmas he was going to take left, but he wanted to survey the area, in case his friend would have gotten down the mountain since the moment the creatures had seen him landing. While walking, he looked at the red river flowing by him to his left. He couldn't understand how the fishes in it could survive. They were all black and moved slowly, a bit like they were deaf keeses. Talking of which, he could hear those bats' sounds. At first, he thought he was daydreaming. But then he turned his head to look in front of him and rapidly realised that he was not. He could see in front of him, hanging from the roof, a lot of these pests. He walked slowly, doing his best not to wake them up, but as soon as he stepped in the closing passage that was his route, red chuchus popped out of the ground. Pipit backed up, trying to get away from them, which let him just the tHow a maid can be dangerous 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
ExchangeRia invited Kat to stay with her until her situation could be sorted out. It looked like it could be a week or more before she could get any help. Kat stayed in the guest room that Ethan had used. She didn't have much with her, just a backpack with one outfit. Ria decided she'd take her shopping for a few more, despite Kat's protests. Kat didn't get to see Slenderman again until Splendorman returned.Exchange3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ria was on the couch with Kat to her right on the morning of the day he was supposed to come back. The sun had only risen an hour before the girls had sat down to watch Saturday morning cartoons. Ria heard a familiar knock at her window. She bounded off of the couch and flew to the back door to let Splendy in. He didn't even have a chance to greet her before she crushed him in a long hug. Splendy hugged her back just as hard and rubbed the top of her head.
"You're finally back! I missed you so much!" Ria cried into his chest.
Splendy let a few tears roll down his cheeks as he bent to lift
Whoa Momma with A Side of Jinkies! Ch. 1Johnny looked around aimlessly throughout the diner, a low and hard sigh falling from his lips. He took another sip of his root beer, slightly belching as he downed it completely. He was startled as he heard someone clearing his or her throat roughly and he looked up to see who it was. " Well, Johnny, girl troubles again I see?" Johnny looked up even higher to see a tall, corpulent man wearing a bright blue tie and animal print shirt and pants and had scruffy black hair that Johnny knew only belonged to one man.Whoa Momma with A Side of Jinkies! Ch. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Uncle Freddy! Didn't know you'd be working the bar today".
"Well it's about time ya said hello! I served you up your usual and you didn't give the iconic 'Thanks Uncle Freddy' I look forwards to."
Some other people called him Caveman Fred, but Johnny respected Uncle Freddy too much because he had the best advice at times and really knew how to get a guy some prime chicks when his mojo was low. "Oh you know it Uncle Freddy. But this time was a whole 'nother ball game. This chic
About PierceAbout PierceAbout Pierce3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Skin: a little tan
Hair: messy blond hair with three hairs sticking up a bit from the side.
Likes: blood, horror, alcohol, drugs, smoking, rough sex, fighting, killing, dark, rainy days, sour stuff, messing with nerd's, Zombies, gore, most music but now classical, animals
Dislikes: school, math, classical music, tea, light, sunny days, drama, cheerleader(they bring a lot of drama), hurting animals,
Relationship status: Single
preferred clothing: ripped dark jeans with a black leather vest on (ripped on the ends) along with high boots of course black. likes to carry a knife around for protection and has sometimes bandages over some arias(where he got hurt)
bio: since birth his life was handed to him on a golden plater. his parents a rich and powerful along with that he can do what ever he wants. Thou of all the things his parents never have time for him so he grew lonely. soon he
Birthday SurpriseFor deviantART's 12th birthday, the staff decided to throw a sparkly surprise party for Fella. They gathered at Fella's favorite restaurant, The Fancy Kiwi, with presents in hand. Llama brought Fella to the door and once they stepped in, all of the staff screamed, "Salutations!" Fella was so shocked that he instantly flew. He opened his presents to find that Llama had given him 12 swords. He was amazed! He would never forget that night.Birthday Surprise3 years ago in Create a Story Contest More Like This
Sibling LoveCarl walked out on the deck that night and saw his sister sitting alone in a chair looking into the sky. "Did you enjoy your visit Rosemary?" Carl asked her as she turned to look at him.Sibling Love3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Yes it was a very nice visit. You have a very sweet little boy Carl. He reminded me of Timmy." She said her deceased son's name as if she wanted to cry and turned away.
Carl sat does next to her. They both remained silent. Carl hadn't spoken to his sister in two years and the last time he talked to her was on the phone. She was only calling to check in on him and he said something so mean to her that they grew far away from each other when they were so close and always talked to each other.
"I'm really sorry." Carl said to her.
Rosemary turned. "I can't believe that you were that angry about Ellie dying. Did you even think before saying that to me on the phone?" She asked. "I wasn't myself Rosemary. I promise I'll never act that way to you or to anybody again." He patted her on her leg. Rosemary took
String of Fate Chapter 8String of Fate Chapter 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
String of Fate
Originally, Justin did not think of shopping as any kind of a sport. He thought it was a bit of a chore normally having to carry his mother's bags around and look idly around the store in an attempt to make someone think of him as a poor soul for having to be there. Normally, it worked; In Brookings, Oregon it worked. In San Francisco, California, however, it did not. Everyone was equally busy in the outdoor shopping mall, rushing about trying to get the best deals for the best clothes that they had to offer. There were entertainers of every kind on every other block, beatboxers, dancers, comedians, even a set of clowns on one street. It was like a whole different world than what he was use to.
The hooded teen sat on a bench in front of a BART station (The Subway system of Northern California) and waited for Raimy to exit the store she had gone into. She told him to wait there almost as fast as she ran in, leaving the other to sit holding two pink bags f
I want to be a Disney Girl and a Disney PrincessI want to go on adventures like Jasmine and AladdinI want to be a Disney Girl and a Disney Princess3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to forget my past love and fall in love again like Megera and Hercules
I want someone who'll respect my dreams like Mulan and Shang
I want to be able to accept someone for who they are like Belle and Beast
I want someone to bring me happiness like Cinderella and her prince
I want someone who'll stand up for me like Ezmerelda and Pheobus
I want someone who'll help make my wishes come true like Repunzel and Flynn
I want to learn about other worlds like Pochantas and John
I want someone who'll wake me up from loneliness like Snow white and her prince
I want someone who can protect me like Aurora and Philip
I want to feel like I can fly like Wendy and Peter
I want someone who'll help make my dreams come true like Tiana and Naveen
I want to fall for someone when or where i least expect it like Giselle and Robert
I want to be part of someone's world like Ariel and Eric
Can you help me be a Disney princess or a Disney girl in my own w
Waiting For YouSomeone used to wait for meWaiting For You4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
At the gate to take me home.
Now I walk along the side streets,
Where the weeds have grown, alone.
Sometimes I wait by the window
Hoping you will call my name...
But I could be waiting forever;
I know you're not coming home again.
Someone used to wait for me,
At the park of our childhood.
We would get lost in the grass, breathing shallow and fast,
Trying to catch ladybirds.
Such innocent times are only seen
Now in the dappled light of memory.
The park bench, weighed down with sadness,
Knows that you have gone from me.
One day I'll see your face again
And find you in a sphere of gentle peace.
We can sit holding hands and listen
In fields, to the music of trees.
Now that I look back I know
That what I said was true,
For in my heart, forever and always,
I will love you.
Agnus DeiAgnus Dei, Lamb of God,Agnus Dei4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Qui tollis peccata mundi, you who take away the sins of the world,
miserere nobis. have mercy upon us.
Agnus Dei, Lamb of God,
Qui tollis peccata mundi,
I [r= 1- sin (theta)] you!!!- Tutor!JapanxReaderYou were attempting to study for that big calculus exam you had in a few days yup, you were definitely trying. It was just a question as to whether any of it was processing inI [r= 1- sin (theta)] you!!!- Tutor!JapanxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"So the rate in of this function " nope. Nothing was functioning in your brain right now. You were currently a little bit distracted. Why? Because of your tutor, that's why. He was just too cute.
Your tutor was currently and very seriously explaining to you the implications and the applications of rate ins and rate outs while you were also very seriously studying the perfect outline of his profile, his silky straight bowl cut hair, and his cute angular and deep brown eyes.
"____________-chan?" he broke through your revere.
You shook your head in an attempt to clear out all the clouds in your brain and pushed your bangs up out of your face. "Yes, Kiku?" you asked nervously, blushing in embarrassment. You had no idea what he just asked you.
"You weren't listening, were you, ________-cha
Up the mountainJeff looked up from his map and looked up at the mountains.Up the mountain2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Was this the right way or was this a trick?
His son was somewhere in those mountains and he needed him at this very moment. Who knew what was being done to the poor boy right now.
It would take all night just to get to the top.
What if he made camp and continued into the morning?
Another scary thought raced through his head, what if they were trying to kill the little boy?
He stared running at full force and ran past each tree and jumped over each rock until the stars were out.
Jeff suddenly went sliding down a hole once he was at the top and when he landed at the bottom the first thing he saw was his son inside a cage looking starved.
"I'll get you out Curtis, we'll get out of here together."
".... Look behind you..."
A monster bear stood directly behind him.
"Did you come to fill my stomach too?"
Jeff never expected this animal to be the villain. Slowly he took out his gun but it was slapped out of his hand by th
MemorysMy Memories are precious to me,Memorys4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I cant let them control me,
I need to stride to find my light,
I know you will be with me until I do,
Trying to stop me, showing me the darkness in this world,
But you need me more than I need you,
So until that day stay what you are a memory.
CS Worlds Destroyed - Chapter 45 EpliogueChapter 45 (epilogue)CS Worlds Destroyed - Chapter 45 Epliogue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Armed with a stick, I perused up and down the aisles , randomly whacking the sides of each husk like I was aiming to cause mischief on someone’s 1920’s Pickett fence. Each soul rang hollow, a dull thump like a one-note drum rang over and over, giving me the answer without having to go dig around in each person’s chest cavity like a mass murderer. It’d been a month since we got everything sorted out, now doing things like this purely for fun. I also had a secret agenda of my own, but it was poorly constructed together, and relied on remarkable odds to make it happen; I had a hunch, though.
“Empty…empty…empty” i called out like the dull thumps didn’t make that perfectly clear, switching hands with the stick to try the other side of dull, lifeless wisps of people standing about, pleasantly happy to be wafting too and fro. A lot of this previous month had been us