...She looked around. None friendly faces. Who wanted to befriend the girl that only knew how to talk online? Who wanted to befriend the girl who built herself a castle of fairytales of stories to block the real world out? Befriend the girl who hated her "Friends" enough to create new ones, some sweet, some freaky, all imaginary? The answer: No one. No one wanted to help the girl escape from her pretty little prison. Some had tried, but failed. Everyone else would see her castle as some kind of evil trap, while she saw it as a golden castle that could fly in the sky, surrounded with magic clouds and dragons. In her pretty little castle, she would be surrounded with personified countries, half-demons, fairies and voices that had no face. Voices that came from no mouth within her reach. Voices that could disappear out sight without her being able to do a thing. To her it was such a beautiful, big, amazing castle. To family, friends, or generally anyone around, it was a big, scary and black
The eyesThe eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He was in a castle. He did not know his name, and neither where this castle was, or why he was there. He understood he was sleeping. His dream was nothing but a gray and blurry vision. He decided to wake up. As he woke up he saw nothing except two deep, gray, pretty eyes, just some inches from his own.
He was laying on the castlefloor, with a young girl gazing into his eyes.