To This DayAnd if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself,
Get a better mirror
Look a little closer
Stare a little longer
Because there's something inside you that made you keep trying
Despite everyone who told you to quit
You built a cast around your broken heart and signed it yourself
You signed it
THEY WERE WRONG!
My own SpitfireJust as the sky lights up at night with stars,My own Spitfire2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
We each have our opportunities to shine
Don't let those moments be fake,
Make them real.
Just make sure you have one in your life,
A spitfire that notices your mistakes and helps you get through them.
No matter how dark your secrets may be,
Or how many,
There will always be someone
Who loves you for who you truly are
YJ: Rise of the Scarlette Torch: part 3YJ: Rise of the Scarlette Torch: part 32 years ago in Settings More Like This
"I told you to get lost." Natasha tells the homeless guy that wants money.
"Please? I need to feed my family, I have a wife and two kids." The man continues.
"I said no, and that's not my problem buddy! Now go away freak." The fourteen year old practically screamed at the man. Unfortunately for her, yelling made her heart rate go up, making her powers ignite, throwing sparks on the old homeless man.
Yelling with big eyes watching the sparks getting larger on his ragged jacket, he began to run away from her, calling her a freak and threatening to tell the police of her.
Sighing, she ran the opposite way, scared that the man actually would tell the police of her, she ran in the opposite direction. The fire torch didn't stop until she found her way to a certain a
YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 15YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 152 years ago in Romance More Like This
Are you sure you don't want to go Nat? Wally asked right before they were getting ready to go to their school Halloween dance .
Inspecting her nails, she replied, "Nah. I'm good. I'm not really into Halloween and the whole creepy mask thing. I think we have enough masks already" she chuckles.
Shrugging he bent down and petted wolf. The red head looked up from her dark ruby nils to witness Megan wrapping Conner with toilet paper which she believed to be a zombie. She rolled her eyes and walked over to Wally.
"Have fun tonight wall-man. You going with anyone?"
"Nah, I'm a lone-wolf" he smirked.
"Really? Why don't you take Artemis? You'll guys will have fun." She winked and smiled.
"I think I'll pass." Commented Wally even though he was hiding a small blush.
Shrugging her shoulders, she walked back to the couch and turned on the t.v.when the two other female fighters entered the room.
"Hey Nat!" Zatanna gree
YJ: Rise of the Scarlette Torch: part 2YJ: Rise of the Scarlette Torch: part 22 years ago in Settings More Like This
It's been five years since the fire at Cadmus. When Natasha sleeps- whenever she sleeps- its nightmares about all of the times they pushed her to control her powers with strong acting drugs. The only thing was that they thought they were controlling the fire, but they were actually containing the fire, but they were actually containing it inside her. The reason her flames were sometimes so big was because they couldn't stay in her bottled up in her so long. Sometimes her flames had an entirely different personality. She would snap her fingers and a small flame would appear, then other times they would become so large that she'd burn everything within five to seven meter radius. She became afraid when they were so large and powerful that she couldn't control them.
Natasha turned fifteen a couple of months ago in June. And unfortunately for those five years, she's been r
YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 17YJ:Rise of the Scarlette Torch:part 172 years ago in Romance More Like This
Outside the cave, it was quiet, peacefull, just the way Natasha liked it. The dark red head was outside of the cave, feeling the slight breeze on a November day. She was wearing a large hoodie that Roy let her borrow with skinny blue jeans and blue toms. The team her sat with her legs in front of her, her large sketch pad in her lap with a variety of graphite pencils on her side. Whenever she was calm, Nat would come to her secret little place outside of the mountain. It had overlapping trees that blocked the sunlight, but let little seeps of rays come through. She was sitting there, drawing a bird that was in the nest right in front if her. It was a blue hummingbird and was sleeping cozily in its wooden nest.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of warm, string hands come over her eyes. The girls' first reaction was to fight, but she relaxed when she heard his voice.
"Gee I wonder who? Does this person wear red and black at night?" She