Imaginary story..Imaginary story..4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
A cold november wind was blowing in a small isolated heavenly town on earth somewhere, and I felt goose bumps all over my body. From head to toe. My fingers were starting to feel numb. For a reason, my eyes were closed. As if I was enjoying the beauty of the world without having to watch it. When I noticed it was the imaginary world I was watching, not the real one. My eyes were still closed. I felt like I was stuck in the moment. The clock was not ticking anymore. It was quiet around me. Nothing to hear except my heartbeat.. Suddenly I felt like I was all alone. The imaginary world was trying to suck me in its dark and selfish world. No world was good. Not the imaginary one and not the real one. Soon, it was nothing to watch anymore. only dots in different colors on a black background. My heart started to beat faster and faster. I was feeling uncomfortable. It just became harder to breathe. As if I got less oxygen. For a sudden, I felt like someone was putting his hands around my neck
ElliotxChelsea 3 redoElliotxChelsea 3 redo4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Lady and the Loser
Getting Used to This Place
For all you who have been following Destiny or Doom, I had to switch it up and restart. Most of the main events have been kept, but a lot has been changed also. Destiny or Doom didn't have a problem, conflict, or really a story...it was more of a rambling haha.. Hopefully I've fixed the problem and improved it! Feedback would be much appreciated, and thanks for reading!
"Soooo....What do you want to do today.." I yawned over a warm cup of coffee.
Natalie leaned her elbow on the table,"...I don't know. It's too early to think.."
Taro waddled in the kitchen, joining us, and rummaged through the kitchen cabinets. He was a small angry man. His odd outfit of blue overalls, a large white tee, an oversized bandana around his neck, knee-high wool socks, slip on sandals and wooden cane was hilarious. I chuckled inside every time I saw him
Diary of a Madman bk 2 EndDiary of a Madman bk 2 End4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'm not aware of the date. I'm not aware of much of anything.
All I know is that it is over.Wait, I think this is just the beginning. I can feel again. I'm alive and stronger than ever. No one can stop me, not even Todd. I'm the Madman now.
An article found in the local newspaper:
Another murder has plagued the streets of Marin. Police officials believe it maybe related to the string of murders that have been running rampant since the day Todd Casil had been found murdered in his own basement.
This new "Madman", may be linked to a Angela Florentine. She is also wanted for questioning.
Marin police have been working with T.L.P.D. with other murders that may be related. Chief Commissioner had this to say, "For now all we know is we have a series of murders here in Marin and in the Town of Liberation. Many seemed to implicate Todd Casil as the murderer."
Later when asked about Todd Casil's body the commissioner had this to say as well, "The body has been iden
A Lovely Nightmare: IntroductionA Lovely Nightmare: Introduction3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Lovely Nightmare
Warning: This story is rated M for later smut. Read at your own risk.
This story is a BL or Boy's love story. That means homosexual relations. If you do not enjoy reading about gender bending, boys love, smut, and drama I suggest you turn around and find another story to read.
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Twins Riko Lee and Alice Lee were born into a music based family. The two were identical in looks and voices except Riko could sing and Alice could not. Riko, at the age of fourteen was pulled into a Korean rock band, while his sister was forced to go to music school to help her instrument playing in hopes she could adopt a talent from practicing. Once she finally was noticed by her exceptional skills with the guitar, she was hospitalized in a coma after a car wreck. With her spot in a prestigious high school on the line, now seventeen year old Riko Lee is forced to live both his life and his sisters as he battles not knowing how to play the guitar
DustDust4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We came from dust,
And dust we shall return,
Some find them nuisance,
Yet did they know,
They make the lasting rays,
You could take two,
And none are the same,
Just like us,
The living diversity,
As many shades,
As the aurora,
One by one,
We and dust lives on,
The power of dust,
Are seen in not many,
But in one grain,
As do you see people,
In masses of many,
Or as individuals,
In grand sweeps of history,
Lies not in the action of more,
But on the shoulders,
Of one conscious being,
Its the contribution of one,
That holds a piece of light,
Builds the stained glass,
Of the beauty of many
EnglandxReader- Slightly More Crazy- Chapter 8EnglandxReader- Slightly More Crazy- Chapter 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Needless to say, Allistor was surprised to see the two of you curled up on the couch, fast asleep the next morning. However, since this is also Allistor, he decided to take the opportunity to burst your eardrums with a blow horn, which startled you into banging your head into Arthur’s chin and his elbow into your stomach.
“What the hell, Allistor?!” Arthur demanded, glowering at his brother, but unable to move, since you were preventing that.
“Morning, ______,” Allistor greeted you, ignoring his little brother. “What’re you doing here?”
“Oh, y’know, chasing elephants,” You yawned, “Nothing big.”
“So, pygmy elephants?”
You moved slowly off of Arthur, intending to be nice and let him move while at the same time stretching yourself. However, Arthur scowled and dragged you back. “Can’t we just stay here?” He complained, sounding much more needy than he had last
Worst Day EverWorst Day Ever4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
NOTICE: I WON'T BE PUTTING A MATURE WARNING ON THIS, BUT JUST KNOW THAT THERE ARE SEVERAL F-BOMBS. THEY'RE SOMEWHAT TAME, BUT THEY'RE THERE. JUST SAYIN.
Voldemort was definitely not feeling evil lately. In fact, he was feeling quite down and miserable. And he knew why. Oh, how he knew why. He would never tell anybody about it, of course, but he knew exactly why he had been feeling so empty. He had basically sent the one person in his life that he actually cared about to Azkaban for absolutely no reason. And he missed him so much.
Sighing, Voldemort looked on as his Death Eaters proceeded to whisper to one another in front of him. They were probably planning some evil thing they would then tell him about, but he was in no way in a position to care. At all. He simply could not get Quirrell out of his head, and the remorse was killing him.
Suddenly, one of the Death Eaters cleared their throat, and
Diary of a Madman bk 2 Finale1Diary of a Madman bk 2 Finale14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
An old interview with Todd Casil dated May 12th, 1982 found online:
"Todd, it's great to have you here," the announcer with his British accent greeted Todd Casil as they sat on different couches.
Todd, a bit nervous and fidgety replied, "It's good to be here."
"So your first best seller, how does it feel? I mean, many writer's wish they could be on any top ten list and you, made it to the New York Time's Best Seller's list," the man asked.
"It feels good, I don't know, I really enjoyed writing this book," Todd answered.
The announcer raised a book in the air, "To Sarah, a book of pain and discovery. It's definitely something different. How much of the book is a true story?"
"Well, the relationship is real. The people are real," Todd answered.
"Well, it's not an autobiography, what makes the story fiction," the interviewer asked.
"The emotion," Todd answered staring into the camera, for a moment his demeanor changed.
(Continued from a video found on Angela's computer)
"I'm on it," Angel
The Skies were Blue [Prologue]The Skies were Blue [Prologue]3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"So you're really sending them there?"
The man looked up from the map sprawled across the table in front of him. It was obvious that the years hadn't been kind to him; the dark circles around his eyes alone paid homage to that. His hair wasn't white by any stretch of the imagination; it was more like an off-grey, as if it had planned to go white at some point but due to war rationing had only been able to achieve this shoddy imitation.
But there was still an edge of dignity about him. You couldn't tell if it was his gaze, or his manner of standing or even just his worn blue uniform, covered in medals. But it was there, like a sort of phantom that haunted the air around him. He looked towards the younger man quizzically, raising an eyebrow, as if he was trying to judge if they were joking or not.
"You sound surprised, Captain", he said, his voice rumbling like the engine of a old and worn tractor, "Is there a problem?"
The Captain looked down, trying to avoid the other man's iron gaze,
the contract part 17the contract part 174 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The contract 17
Rosie tapped the hilt of her blade and thought for a second, I assume she was weighing up the odds of her killing Shirosaki, after a few seconds she nodded her head and said "Ill take him on just for the fact I want payback for being manipulated by him. The ferryman and God got on their phones and informed the press that the fight was being changed and almost instantly a load of press swarmed the room all asking questions at once.
After a good hour of answering rather pointless and stupid questions me and Rosie headed back home, as we exited the portal I noticed the front door was open, I then heard foot steps upstairs so I picked up a kitchen knife and prepared to fight whatever was up there, once up there I saw a man rummaging through a draw and putting my jewellery in his pocket, I was pissed at this point and threw the kitchen knife in his direction and watched it get stuck in the draw he was looting, he jumped with fright and turned my way, "what the fuck do you th
Diary of a Madman July 30thDiary of a Madman July 30th5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
July 30, 1988
Today is my birthday and my loving husband bought me a wonderful gift - you. I guess after we found all of my old diaries stored in the attic, he knew I would love to have a new one. So today I am overjoyed to have such a loving husband. By the way, Diary, his name is Kurt. We have been married for 3 years and we have never been happier.
Kurt couldn't get out from work early, or so that is what he told me. He wants me to meet him at my favorite restaurant tonight. Of course, it's a surprise party. It's more than obvious; but I'm still wondering who will be there. Sally and Steve, for sure. Maybe the Carlsons will be there? Maybe my parents? I'm so excited this morning I woke up and he had this beautiful dress hanging on the door with a note. That said how much he loved me and
I killed another woman today. She was very pretty, Diary. She looked almost like Sarah. She had the same long brown hair and slim figure. I really miss Sarah.