No Ball in the Hall
"Jack, I said no ball in the hall."
Reminded Jinny with her call
-"But what is it about my ball
that I can’t play with it in the hall?"
Jinny glared at the little clown
"It will turn the hall upside down."
-“Turn upside down? That's a neat trick!
How do you do that? With a kick?"
-"You kick that ball and I'll pull your ear
You can play outside, but never here."
Jinny walked away and left Jack aware
about the ball in the hall, it was no dare.
Jack quickly ran the hall to play outside
but running made his shoelaces untie
He tripped and the ball flew off his hands
It knocked four vases and two table stands
And right after the loud "crash" and "crack"
Jinny came back furious shouting at Jack
'What did I say? Didn't you listen at all?!'
- 'Yes, I did, you said no ball in the hall!'
- 'Then why did you disobeyed me if you knew?'
- ' I didn't! It was the ball, it didn't listen to you.'
The angry Jinny walked over to Jack
whose big, silly head got a smack.
The Internet is Not To Be TrustedI knew this dudeThe Internet is Not To Be Trusted11 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Who met a girl
On the internet,
On the internet.
They fell in love,
With each other’s Lol Account.
Her name was sexybabe…
She loved anime
The perfect girl.
Too good to be true.
And they were happy.
That is until
He found out that she
Was a dude from Norway.
I'm going to cry.I'm going to cry for all I've lost,I'm going to cry.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you can't or won't stop me.
I'm going to die for all I was,
And all you'll do is watch me.
I'm going to hide from you,
Afraid to show my weakness.
I would happily die for you,
But I still regret this.
I didn't want this life,
I didn't want these tears.
I didn't want this life,
I didn't want these fears.
I used to cause myself pain,
To make sure I still feel.
I'll do it now and again,
To make sure it's still real.
I'm going to cry for all I've lost,
And you can't stop me.
These tears I cry at my cost,
For once will flow freely.
SolitaryTrigger warning: Discussion of sanity and suicide.Solitary2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The plan had been so simple. Thirty six hours in solitary confinement, Meredith was struggling. Last week this had all seemed so simple. So obvious. It seemed like she had devised the perfect escape plan. Things weren't working out as intended.
Firstly, and above all else - even breathing or thinking - there was the thirst. Her throat roared with it and she could feel its acidic anger snarl its way up and down her throat with each breath. She'd imagined discomfort, but not pain. She was starting to reconsider.
Her tongue was sore. The slab of meat in her mouth felt like unswallowed food as it got drier, and the taste when she could summon enough saliva to swallow was rancid, and reminded her of her ex boyfriends unwanted dry probings. In a desperate bid for freedom a few hours ago she had tried biting through her tongue, people did it in prison so she knew it was possible, but the pain was too sharp to work through and she didn'
The End of The Line - PrussiaAs the final blow from the gavel from the meeting rang out, multiple sobs rang out in the room. Just like that he was to be ripped from the world. Ludwig stood up quickly, knocking over his chair in the process, he was shaking violently. Elizabeta looked up at him with teary red eyes, and he knew she knew. He tore his gaze away from her and quickly exited the room in search of the person he was going to lose.The End of The Line - Prussia3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"The Free State of Prussia," more sobs rang out as the door slammed shut after Ludwig exited the room, and the speaker's voice hesitated before continuing. "Is officially dissolved."
Gilbert walked quietly through the snow outside of the large world meeting building when something in his mind told him this was the end. He laughed half heartedly and looked up at the gray sky and the small white flecks that fell from it. He felt content and saddened at the same time.
Warmth began to spread through his body and leaked from his eyes. He reached up with a gloved hand to touch the co
Why I can never be the NoblesseHaving recently caught up with Noblesse, I realised there are many reasons for why I could never be allowed a position of that much power:Why I can never be the Noblesse2 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Frankenstein would be female and it would be a harem manga
2. Upon meeting all the female characters I'd be like:
"Hey there girl, what's your sign?". They stare at me like I'm outta my mind.
"Shin woo! Ah beer googles blind! I'm just tryin' ta unwind."
3. Since I have mind control and can modify memories I would seriously run through the streets butt-naked screaming 'AHHHH-AHHH-AHHH-AHHH-AHHH' just lose it .3.
4. Upon watching Code Geass: "All hail Lukedonia!"
5. Upon watching Gundam: "For the principality of Lukedonia!"
6. Upon watching My Little Pony: "Frankstein, I wish to acquire one of these...cutie marks!"
7. Upon reading Twilight: "Frankstein...what is this HORRID inelegant THING. We must purge it immediately..."
8. Upon watching Avatar: The Last Airbender: "Frankstein I am shaving my head and painting an arrow on it. I want it
The Lunar Rainbow: Part OneMy Little Pony: FIMThe Lunar Rainbow: Part One4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Lunar Rainbow: Part 1
(This is a several chapter long fan fiction focusing as an Applejack and Rainbow Dash pairing story)
The small town of Ponyville sat quietly beneath the setting sun. Twilight Sparkle, seated on a comfy chair in her library looked up out of the large windows onto the balcony, and watched the sun vanishing. Her horn glowed dimly, and the page of her book began to turn slowly, as though being idly handled by an invisible hand. Twilight enjoyed watching the end of the day, for she always tried to see whether Princess Celestia or Princess Luna were out in the sky, performing their duties. She supposed that they remained in the castle while doing this, but it never lessened her hopes, since it was such a serene view.
Listening to the night sounds, she could hear nothing more, except the occasional scuffle, or the odd grunt, as her assistant, Spike, replaced books upon their shelves. She also thought she heard a crunching noise, like
I am: PastI am always there,I am: Past3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And when you turn to stare,
I flit across your mind.
I haunt your dreams,
I give you peace
Our stories intertwine.
You cannot erase
So turn and face
The already written line.
You forget me-
You resent me
I am your darkest fear.
And though you may pretend,
I am here.
I am a rainstorm- I am the sun
I am a moonbeam
I am one.
I am past.
A Religion of SacrificeYou do not need my name; nor do you need my age, nor do you need my gender.A Religion of Sacrifice4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I come bearing record and witness. Gender makes no difference. My age is non-important. My name is to be kept to myself, for if you truly saw who wrote this, you'd put this down.
I have words to give; power so long packed to back of my brain. I will not take your insults, so if you mock these words that I have kept hidden for years, kindly leave right now.
In the uprising of my faith, I have researched and pondered many things.
Christianity. A beautiful religion, it is true. However; the God described in the bible is so... flawless. Perfect - something I am far from being.
Confucianism. A religion of freedom. A religion I had once considering delving into... but there's one that caught my attention and held it like a moth to a flame.
Jashinism. Not a god of perfection; not a god that holds a seemingly una
The Dispute: Nicky's POVThe Dispute: Nicky's POV4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nicky held his breath. He heard a voice, her voice, but it was surreal at the same time. Forgetting about the tray of food splattered over his carpet, Nicky walked in a trance towards the door. He heard the voice again and swung the door wide open.
The figure turned her head and looked up in surprise. Nicky felt the moment froze as his eyes caught her doe-like eyes. When was the last time they looked directly at each other? Nicky felt his heart twang at the connection he had sorely missed.
"Didn't think you'd come," He said dryly, hiding his rapidly rising emotions.
"Well, I did." The red-head replied plainly.
They stood in an eternity of silence. Nicky wanted to embrace her in a hug, but decided against it. The last time he bore his feelings, Dawn had shut away from him. Nicky didn't want to risk that now when she had willingly appeared at his door. He nodded his head and heavily whispered "I'm glad."
He turned and walked into his room, knowing that Dawn would follow him inside