Impressions from 501 The ins and outs of various students are muffled, somewhat, by the silence of the regulars. Almost exclusively female, these pockets of still water read quietly while the world around them shuffles about, like particles in a dust storm meeting a particularly deep-rooted tree. They corral themselves in the student lounge set at the front of the English department. Usually, at least one of the two Macintosh computers there is taken, while someone else stretches out on the beaten up navy blue couch that has long since lost any cushion. The wobbly round table provides a decent view of the outside, being situated near the door and in front of one of the long hallways housing the various rooms – the perfect vantage point to observe the comings and goings of delivery men with boxes, professors carrying books and folders, students rushing for the printer.Impressions from 5011 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The linguist professor is one of the new guys, fresh-faced, a product of the recent turnover rate as the o
Astrea's Tear - Chapter One, Part OneChapter One, Part OneAstrea's Tear - Chapter One, Part One2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was once a time, a time when magic lived in our day to day lives. Creatures that are rare now could be found commonly, everything at the time lived in harmony with magic and its elements.
In this time there was once a powerful kingdom that went by the name of Eldric. This kingdom was ruled by King Roderick and his son Prince Renas and his dying daughter Princess Spirit. King Roderick was a powerful warrior and an equally powerful sorcerer. However there were forces at hand that even the kingdom's most powerful spells combined were rendered useless. This event was one of those times.
The kingdom had been free from the shackles of magical attacks for a long time. There was a very powerful witch, she worked for the king as the court fortune teller and his personal advisor, her name was Calliope.
Calliope was a very devious and traitorous person, using her abilities she discovered a powerful magical weapon called the Staff of Discord. The staff w
nineariel stole your breath more than i ever did -nine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when my heart was thudding between your lungs,
because that was the only safe place, or so i was told
i can't remember when my heart caught the fever
for you had guarded it with your own ribcage for so long
my memories melded between your synapses and
we became one
Zack X Reader"Time of death: five thirteen PM." You heard this, but you were unable to respond.Zack X Reader3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone began crying everyone except Zack. But why wasn't he crying? You two had been best friends since preschool. He wasn't crying because he knew you weren't dead; you just couldn't be and you had promised him you wouldn't die young. He was right you weren't dead. It all started about five hours ago.
"Come on, Zack! You have to be done by now; we're going to be late!"
"Perfect hair doesn't just happen instantly, (y/n). You seem to know that, with how long
you take every morning."
"Yeah, but that's different I'm a girl and my hair is much longer than yours. And today I woke up early so we could get there early. You should have done the same."
"Sorry I was up late last night finishing our report."
"I finished my half in class while you sat there talking to Cloud. I feel bad for him he almost didn't get to finish his project, thanks to yo
You Will FindYou will find me hanging,You Will Find3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rope tight around my throat,
You will find my final bloody words,
In the pocket of my coat.
You will find the scars,
From my secret, deadly shame.
Then maybe you will realise,
This wasn't all a game.
You will find my writings,
Of all the hateful things you say,
You will find it was You! Bully!
That made me end my life today.
Maybe you are my inner demonMaybe you are my inner demon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have my inner demons.
And they are tearing me apart.
Through my rib cage,
They are eating away my heart.
I have you,holding me tight.
You can feel the pulse of my soul
I am afraid,save me.
Make those evil creatures go.
I have monsters under my bed.
They whisper only bullshit in my ear.
Their voices are so quiet for others,
But so loud for me to hear.
I feel like losing my balance,
I will fall soon,
I wonder,did Lucifer
Have his inner demons,too.
I trust them,
And they say you'll leave.
It's like they want to kill.
But you caught my body,
You're the one with my soul's key.
With the color of my artery's blood
on your body,you said to me:
"Don't talk to monsters under your bed,
Cause they don't like us at all.
Sleep,I am here,my love.
They don't know what we know."
Catch Me if You Can Chapter 1"Do you sit here everyday?" asked a curious voice.Catch Me if You Can Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Golden eyes tore away from a book and looked up at the source of the high pitched voice, and his gaze met with a pair of wide blue orbs, on a face of a small girl with short light blonde hair.
"Yes," replied the boy in a rather nonchalant manner, then quickly shifted his eyes back to his book as if he wasn't interrupted, all in an attempt to hint to the curious blonde girl that he was not interested in holding a conversation with her.
But it became apparent that the girl wouldn't catch his drift as she sat down beside him on the park's bench that he was sitting on for a good four hours, reading his book of ancient runes and scientific theories.
"Don't you get...lonely?" asked the girl, raising her tone at the last word to highlight it for the boy. And once again, the boy brought his head up, pushed his golden locks out of his face and looked sternly at the girl; a look which would usually scare off other children.
"I don't ever get lon
For JaniFor Jani4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Because I love you, little brother
I love you so much I'd
What was that? Oh nothing
He tried to bite me but
The skin only tore and bled
Like the time I smashed my head
Into the floor
It hurt, Mommy
Did I say I loved you, little brother?
Here. I will cradle you in my
Stop hurting me! I don't like
Sharp teeth that bite
I never sleep at night
Because they'd find me
They're right behind me
Are you there?
Don't watch me, because
You will want to look away
I live in a world that is better than mine
I sparkle with strength and I shimmer with light
I'm the girl who's caught in a merciless mind
CuriosityThump.Curiosity3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I turned my head to the direction of the sound.
It's there, in the abandoned storage room.
Curiosity defeated fear. I stepped, listened closer. closer.
The decaying door, illuminated by the moon's light intensified the sound, the fear.
Beads of sweat formed in my forehead, flowed to my chin. I gulped. Slowly, steadily shaking, i placed my ear nearer the door's surface. I listened.
THUMP. THUMP. THUMP. THUMP.
With every beat of the sound, my heart responded in sync, it trembled louder.
Uncertain, but fear compelling me, I opened the door. I winced as the hinges creaked. Standing still, I stopped, then waited.
Light flooded the inside of the room.
Unable to move. Paralyzed, "I shouldn't have went too far." my mind was racing.
THUMP-- THUMP--- THUMP------------------. . . . . . . . . . . . .
The sound stopped. My curiosity finally snapped. I took a peek.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
There, in the floor, a girl in tat
PrayPray for her. She needs it.Pray4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I prayed that she wouldn't wake up.
I didn't want her to know that her love was already gone.
Jealousyi love you so muchJealousy11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but you make me so crazy
maybe it's just my jealousy
but i don't know if i wanna
deal with this all over again.
maybe i could try and change
but it's so hard to do
this is the way i am
i don't know what to do
i just wanna feel the way i do
when it's me and you
without a care
without anyone else there....
BreakThere are days when nothing shakes your pretty smileBreak3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
There are days when nothing bad seems worth your while
But there are days when you've had all that you can take
And then you sit right down, and bow your head and break
You're the one who has it all "under control"
You're the one who hides the turmoil in your soul
But there's one last laugh, the last one you can fake
And then you bow your head, bow your head and break
Sometimes it's just too hard to be so strong
Some day you'll find you've been tough just too long
And you lift your head up to the sky and say
"Oh God, why me?" like you're the first to feel that way.
What a difference just one word can make
To make you bow your head and finally break.
Hidden Behind Masked BeautyHidden Behind Masked Beauty4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cover my face in this gorgeous makeup
So that I may feel beautiful inside and out
She takes a tool with a beautiful color
And brushes it across her face
Just the slightest touch
And her face can be transformed
Into a beautiful work of art
Putting on this makeup
Has become a daily routine
And without it on
She feels as though
She is naked
It gives her a boost of self confidence
Without it on
She doesn't believe she is pretty
No matter what people say
She feels ugly without it
This makeup you see
Is a guardian unlike any other
It has become a mask
That hides her pain
And all of her insecurities
But in reality
Her natural beauty shines brighter
And all that truly matters
Is what's on the inside
Not the makeup of worldly beauty
My Ghost and MeI awoke to a ghost standing in my room.My Ghost and Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She had my hair, my face, my smile on her lips.
I didn't know who she was, but thought her familiar.
Slowly she turned her face in an ethereal state.
Her features were a dead ringer for me.
She raised her hand and gave me a wave.
Then she dissolved into the air, like mist in the sun.
As I looked where she stood, I couldn't make sense.
It was like I'd seen a shadow, knew what but not who.
The memory of her was distant, somewhere within my mind.
Yet, there was something and sleep would not return.
I stood, walking to where my ghost had been.
To my surprise, I saw her in the mirror.
Then I knew who the girl was, who my ghost is.
Then I knew.
Jealousy killsEvery time .Jealousy kills5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every time she talks to you
I feel a stab of pain
Every time she smiles at you
My heart breaks
Everytime she hugs you
My soul turns fragile
Every time she's the one
I feel a little of myself float away
Every time you don't know
Because im such wimp
So I let the jealousy kill me
Slowly but surely
Picking at me from the inside
Like an injured organ slowly but painfully failing
Eating at my heart
Then my soul
Then my mind
Then lastly my body until its nothing but a lifeless empty shell of pain
Death Can't Seperate Hearts [EDITED]In the pouring rain, I watch the gray and rounded tomb stone gather droplets before me and I watch them slide down along the sides onto the ground below. With a rose in my hand, I reminiscence the short years we've spent. I will always remember the way you gave me my first kiss, sweet and gentle like you. I will remember the dates we've had, at amusement parks, at restaurants, even at the movies. But what I liked best was when I was with you no matter where we were. And when you asked me to marry you, I said yes because I knew that my life would never be the same without you... and right now, it's true.Death Can't Seperate Hearts [EDITED]3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I can't live without you. I want you back. I want you, and your boy wants his daddy, too.
We rushed to have a child because you said you wanted to see your son, your own flesh and blood, before anything happened to you. I never knew what that meant until sometime after the birth of our baby boy. I couldn't believe you had cancer, an incurable one. Months later, you asked me and ou
The Birthday GiftShe cried quietly.The Birthday Gift3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tears streaming down her cheeks effortlessly.
Her hand numb from gripping the spoon,
the stew gone cold, mixing with the tears.
Biting her lips, she tasted blood.
Her heart shatters as she hears broken glass.
Her emotion falters as she hears shouts and curses, pleads and promises.
I wish i wasn't born in this world, in this family. She raged in her thoughts.
"If it weren't for that girl!" Her dad accused, pointing a finger, spitting froth.
Her mother retorts comforting words, promises that were soon to be broken. Bowing, kissing the dirty feet of her father.
And, the girl, struggling to hold back the emotion, seeing her mother in such state
threw the spoon,
the plates, the cake, the candle
ripped the gifts,
blames God, blames her parents, blames the world, blames herself for being alive, blames everyone.
"Just please stop it. Please." She whispered, her heart shouted.
She cried in the corner,
she cried herself to sleep,
she cried in her dream,
until now, she cries in
My 'Imaginary' Friends"They're not real.They're just figments of your imagination."My 'Imaginary' Friends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Yes,I know." They're real.More than you are.
"If they were real,wouldn't I be able to hear them when they speak to you?"
"Of course.But their voices are in my head." Maybe they just don't like you.
"And wouldn't I be able to see them?"
"Yes...you would." They only show themselves to me.They love me,not you.
"So you won't listen next time they tell you to do bad things?"
"No.I promise." They aren't bad.You're bad.Just leave me alone.They're real,and they love me more than you people ever will.Maybe you're the imaginary friends,not them.
WearyPlease help,I'm too scared to screamWeary4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm not as happy as I seem
I don't want to disappoint you,
I know you think I'm cured
And I know,pills made it so easy
But they never really fixed me
Sometimes I feel so empty
It rushes up behind me
So suddenly I want to cry,but the tears won't come
And then the emptiness goes back to where it was from,
To be replaced by sadness,overwhelming
Tears pour down in streams
Please help,I know you can't see
But I need someone to save me
This inner storm has made me so weary
SamhainWeve gathered round the sacred fireSamhain7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Our loved and lost to honor there
In silence we will all join hands
And journey cross the burning lands
To find our mothers, friends and sons
Well honor each and every one
Well share with them our hopes and dreams
And tell them happy little things
Youll witness such a wondrous sight
Well sing and laugh, theyll be no fright
Our night will end with love and mirth
As we must travel back toward earth
From North to East and South to West
Our journey home now manifest.
With the dead weve spent this night
Not in darkness but in light
Twelve more moons will pass and then
Well gather to honor them again!
OppositeSpring is your rebirth;Opposite3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fall is my rebirth.
Summer is your season of fun;
Winter is my season of fun.
You want to stay warm or cool all the time;
I want to stay cold all the time.
You say winter means death;
I say that winter means a deep sleep.
Black means evil to you;
Black means mysterious to me.
You are frightened by mentions of ghosts;
I'm intrigued by mentions of ghosts.
Vampires are bloodthirsty demons;
Vampires are beings that can't control their desires just like us.
Werewolves are giant wolves;
Werewolves are men who have characteristics of wolves.
You think death is dreadful;
I think death is beautiful.
You say I'm emo;
I say you're too normal.
Dark looking things are creepy to you;
Dark looking things are cool to me.
You like pink;
I like black.
You listen to upbeat happy songs;
I listen to slow, sad yet beautiful songs.
Castle by the SeaQuietly the silver-haired girl dressed in red walks near staring up silently at the ancient castle by the sea. Once it was inhabited by the richest nobility but now it silently stands slowing falling away to ruin. With each and every passing year the moss and ivy climb higher enveloping the ruins. But why would such a place be abandoned you ask? The tale is quite tragic but one surrounded by mystery and darkness. Long ago, you see, there was a king and a queen, that's how these things always start correct? This king and this queen lived in the castle by the sea with their three daughters.Castle by the Sea3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One day came along a sorcerer with a heart of deep black he asked three favors of the harsh king, to show that his devotion to his people was true. The sorcerer asked of him food, a place to sleep, and compensation for his hard travels. The king refused on the basis that this man was strange and should leave at once lest he wish to be strung up an