Elle and Mias Chapter 3Elle woke to a pounding in her head.Elle and Mias Chapter 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Not again, she grumbled."Muuuunnngghhh."
She ruffled her brow. Dear god, please let this all have been a bad dream. Please. I'm just going to open my eyes and
Elle peeked at her surroundings. Slowly she raised her head and hoped that her 10x11 dorm room would greet her with its faded paint and dingy light.
Was there always this much green in our dorm? Maybe we have a mold problem. Please, be a mold problem. Please be a
As her eyes began to focus, it became more and more apparent to Elle that she was not in her dorm room. One-hundred foot tall trees towered over her. Leaves, dirt, moss, were everywhere she turned. Elle blinked. Was she in a forest?
Elle massaged her head. Well, a forest is much better than being trapped with that sex-crazed kidnapper.
"Oh good, you're awake." A tenor voice called out to her.
Elle stiffened. Would this nightmare never end? I thought I escaped!
Don't You Ever Wonder?Don't You Ever Wonder?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't you ever wonder
Why people think you're beautiful?
Why they think you're talented and smart?
Why they would waste so much time on you?
Does it ever confuse you
When people give you support?
I have no value, why do they care?
I can't do anything, I can't be a help.
Why do they even stay?
A simple reason, really,
Why they think what they think.
They see who we truly are.
Beyond what your mind has thought up.
They don't see you through broken glass.
Through the window that's been fogged up.
By the insecurites and flaws you l
My Darkest HourMy Darkest Hour3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My Darkest Hour
I've become lost
In my sundered reflection
I've finally crossed
The line of desperation
I sense something sinister
Something that is beyond cruel
My tears seem to hinder
Ready to break down soon
The darkness is always waiting
To rule / To conquer
To swallow / To devour
To return / To overpower
The shadows are always lurking
As I cry / As I weep
As I beg / As I plead
As I fall / As I grieve
The blinding fear is consuming
My anxiety-infected veins pour
I'm beyond weak
I don't want to be afraid anymore
Let me bleed
This is the only way out
A perfect exit for a coward
No longer am I bound
I couldn't survive my darkest hour
My Worst Enemy.It rips.My Worst Enemy.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please just stop, please stop.
"You're a fucking bitch. "
"How could you fucking do it?"
I'm so sorry. Please stop, please.
"You ruined him, you broke him, and you're completely okay with that?"
I didn't want to, I really didn't, please. please. stop.
"Can you fathom the tears, the undying hope that he felt?"
I don't know.. just please.
"You drove him to insanity, you hurt him."
I didn't. I didn't. I didn't.
"You pretended to love him, you didn't love him, did you?"
I DID. I DID. I care about him so much.. just stop. please..
"What? Are those tears? You don't deserve to cry."
"Is that blood? HAH. I hope it never ends. Would you like some salt with that?."
It won't stop.
"No one will come to help you, you never deserved it."
I don't want help..
"You are fake, you are
Elle and Mias Chapter 9"What is your name?"Elle and Mias Chapter 94 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Do you need to know the name of your food?"
"Would you eat an unknown food presented to you?"
"So long as it didn't look weird or smell bad."
The ghoul leaned in and sniffed her.
Elle was annoyed. She crossed her arms. "It's not going to take long for some very demented and terrible people to come after me and find me. I would prefer to be dead when they arrive. I hate to rush you, but could you stop picking at your food?"
"Name?" The ghoul leaned back, raising an eyebrow.
Defeated, Elle plopped her head into her hand and rested her elbow upon her knee. "Elle."
The ghoul smiled, showing ghastly long, sharp teeth. "Nice to meet you Elle, my name is Leadbury. Galfridus Leadbury, but I prefer to be called Leadbury."
"Nice to meet you, Leadbury. Now, are you going to eat me or not?"
Leadbury looked her over once more, sniffing the air. He reached out a clawed paw. Elle closed her eyes. This was it. She would escape.
She felt a definitive poke, as the ghoul's paw pushe
These Tears Would Come:These Tears Would Come:These Tears Would Come:2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If my tears could tell a story of two -
What would they have to say about you?
Of a boy who spent his whole life seeking
And a girl who found it in the arms of another…
Would they tell us of laughter? Beneath a starlit sky,
Or of harsh words exchanged on bitter nights.
Would they speak of moments, so beautifully captured;
To be enjoyed in memory, like a perfect wine.
Or perhaps they would tell us of an untampered truth:
Of the lonely nights spent longing, for an Eden lost.
Captivated, habituated, to this lonely habit of you;
For her alone, these tears would come.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 31st march 2013
Elle and Mias Chapter 5Elle would have never guessed that Mias had such a compassionate counterpart. It would seem that Mias, after all, subsisted as the evil twin and Elias coexisted as the wholesome one, constantly shadowed and undermined by the heinous actions of his brother. He had convictions passions and they did not revolve around chasing skirt.Elle and Mias Chapter 54 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It did not hurt that he was as devastatingly handsome as Mias, like a figure from an 1800s romance novel cover. He wore his hair long, neatly pulled back wearing a dark billowy shirt and nicely fitted pants that complimented his features.
"I am not from Ærworuld," she confessed, one morning during their daily get-together. "Mias came to my world and kidnapped me. I do not know how he managed to go through the portal. But he did and he can, which I understand to be thought an impossible feat."
Elias' mouth dropped open. "This is terrible news. No wonder he was able to recapture you, you could not escape... If I possessed the ability t
You Have Heart Chapter 1You Have Heart Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sitting down in the trunk by Loki, he kept staring at you, never taking his eyes off of you, you had enough feeling uncomfortable and asked, “What are you staring at?” your hair shifting to orange in annoyance.
“Your hair is quite intriguing. Are you using some form of enchantment?” he asked pressing for an answer with his eyes.
“No it’s not an enchantment, it just changes when my emotions does,” you said trying not to sound crazy.
“Emotions you say? So what color is orange?” he asked focusing his focus on your hair and scooting closer to you.
“Well annoyance,” you said feeling your cheeks grow red, then making your hair turn to a pale pink very quickly.
“And this color?” he asked stroking a strand of your hair.
“Um, n-nervous,” you said staring at the road not wanting to make eye contact. ‘Why does he keep asking all these questions?’ you thought to yourself.
the ignoredIn the moviesthe ignored3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I always saw people hurt
by the ones they didn't know
With no rhyme or reason
And always by strangers
But what they don't show
Is what I always knew
How it hurts
so much more
when the person hurting you is dear
The friend handing out snacks
And carelessly passing over you
The little comment
that they don't think twice about
but which makes your chest tight
and you fight back tears
knowing they will never know
how much it hurt
Staying home on the weekend
because you weren't invited
even though the others were
Being told to change seats
so they can sit by another friend
Having no partner for class
because the others have already paired up
without giving you a second thought
And they don't know
and don't think
Your presence seems irrelevant
and you wonder why you're there
and if any of them really think about you
That's what hurts
of those closest to you
The dearer to your heart
the more painful the words
When you speak and the
Vaati's Queen of WindsThe King of Hyrule entered nervously through the massive doors of the Temple of Time. The Wind Mage Vaati had sent summons the previous morning to meet at midnight in the temple to discuss matters concerning the kingdom. The mysterious mage had been plaguing the land of Hyrule with wind monsters , terrible hurricanes, and storms for the past two months without cease. After all those months the mage must have finally decided to negotiate. The kingdom was saved!Vaati's Queen of Winds3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Good evening your highness. A wise choice to accept my summons." the mage smiled with a viscous grin. Without his long hood covering his face Vaati was quite handsome, stunning in fact. His long hair fell like a silky veil below his shoulders and his red eyes glistened as the moonlight struck them. "I'm afraid your kingdom isn't proving to be much sport anymore." he sighed kicking off the statue he was leaning on.
"Does this mean you are leaving the land?" the king asked hopefully, his smile fading when the
9: Elias' RevengeElle stumbled forward onto the beach on hands and knees, just as a wave crashed against her. She fell forward onto her stomach, gasping for air as she tried to catch her breath. Her muscles screamed, her shoulders and arms trembling uncontrollably from the excruciating swim. Her legs cramped, needles of pain crawling over her calves when she tried to stretch her legs. But she had made it, she was alive.9: Elias' Revenge4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She rolled onto her back with a groan, her whole body protesting. Staring up at the starry sky, Elle pushed the damp hair that clung to her cheeks out of her face, bringing herself up onto her elbows. She looked out at the water which shimmered in the moonlight, and in the distance she could make out the silhouette of the Revenge, and she sighed with relief when she realized that it was moving away.
Her relief was quickly replaced by guilt when she thought of Thomas. She had left him behind. She shook her head, unable to believe her own selfishness. She should have fought harder,
Frozen WhirlpoolFrozen Whirlpool3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Somewhere...in the ocean
There is a whirlpool...that is...frozen
I no longer had anything keeping me bound to this world
You were my love, you were my chain, and my heart was a link
And I couldn't bear the thought of never seeing your face anymore
So my knees gave, as I let my thoughts break, and I forced myself to sink
Somewhere...in the darkness
There is a soul...which became faithless
All those memories down the drain
I feel the bitterness of hope
While my tears rain
I cannot cope
Somewhere...in the depths
There is a spark...cradled by emptiness
My pain will always remain in time
As I never wanted to let you go
But I still got left behind
Only to dwell in remorse
Somewhere...along the path
Came a point...where I couldn't stand
I knew there would be no moving on
And there would be no going back
Because I can't stand the thought
Of potentially losing any of that
Somewhere...in my mind
There is a time...when I loved my
you loved someone.i.you loved someone.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Chloe is nineteen when she dies.
She ends it with a shotgun
the night her brother gets out
They say he molested her
he raped nine women
ten eleven twelve women
they say no
it was nine little girls
ten eleven twelve
little girls, kids, the bastard.
he was a bad man
“No wonder she did it.
If he was my blood
I’d’ve done it, too.”
You go to the funeral
because that’s what good people
because your mother asks you
“You want to go to Heaven,
without looking up from her knitting
and you would laugh in her face,
but she’s your mother
and you love her
so you go.
A man you know stops you –
a friend of John’s –
John, who is not yours anymore
(even now, even in death,
you know he’ll keep her
longer than he kept you)
on your way to the bathroom.
“John really loved her, y’know,” the man says
as if you wouldn
Answers Why was I ever born?Answers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are here for a purpose.
You are worth more that the moon and the stars.
There is no point to live.
I will show you the point of your existance.
I want to go home to you.
I am not done with you yet, my child.
I can't do anything right.
I will give you the strength to fight on.
But you don't understand.
No, you don't understand.
Kristin the Coffee GirlTheres a girl who likes her coffee,Kristin the Coffee Girl7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a very special way,
She likes her coffee in a latte, Ive got that memorized
She comes in here every morning,
I politely say how are you?
She lookes up at the order board,
God,see the color of her eyes,
Makes me wanna kiss and hug her,
So today she came in her sweater,
Her favorite light pink sweater,
That she wears every Wednesday.
Yes today at 8:11,
When I greeted her as usual,
She said Fine, and my name is Kristin,
I didnt know what to say.
She thanked me for the extra foam, and I watched her slowly walk away
She said her name was Kristin,
Yes, her name is a thing that I love to say
Kristen the coffee girl,
You bring light to my whole world!
Kristin the coffee girl,
I love you, I love you, I love you
I hope that I will not be nervous,
When I am playing music,
I hope she likes my music,
Because I play guitar
And so earlier this morning I told my dearest Kristen,
That I was playin
Elle and Mias Chapter 10The days drifted one into another, each passing without much fanfare or pause. She lived with the ghoul, underground in a cave-like dwelling. They shared stories and discussed books they had readLeadbury was surprisingly well read knowing more about Aristotle and Plato than she. He never pried into her past and occasionally she gave him vague details of what had transpired in the lonely depths of the Ágend family castle. That part of her life was past her and she refused to be a victim of circumstance. She recognized that she had made several keys decisions that lead to her misfortune. How could one night of carelessness lead to such tragedy? Never again would she act without reason or out of her better judgment. Never again would she act out of loneliness or from an attempt to fit in. All the philosophers she had ever admired advised against the exact lifestyle she had tried to pursue.Elle and Mias Chapter 104 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Living in the forest with Leadbury had been a great healing to her broken soul. She had b
VictimVictim3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That could obliterate the indestructible
That can crush any emotional-barrier
That seems beyond cruel
That is far out of control
It's impossible almost every night / You're the one who left me traumatized
As my lungs become EVER-so numb / This damage can NEVER be undone
Then my wounded memory floods / You will always be a part of my blood
Gasping for air
Holding my head
Afflicted by despair
I will never be able to forget
Living like this
One can only pretend
There is no such thing as darkness
But I knew I could not prevent the end
A part of me
Has that one wish
There was no tragedy
Ever to begin with
Innocence is held down
By what cannot be seen
Dark images are bound
Thou will forever be a part of me
I want to be set free / From your relentless agony
I'm starting to forget what it's like / To feel a complete soul inside
Though I hope you're doing well / I can't wait to see you here in hell
DisagreeI believe in miraclesDisagree2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the unexplained
We define in parables
what has not been named
I haven't asked
if you disagree,
but I'm not one tasked
by the enemy
I support all womens' health,
not just physical
Social, emotional self
and the spiritual
I haven't asked
if you disagree-
don't feel attacked
by the enemy
I expect those who would lead
to show honesty
Compromise is what we need,
grounded in reality
I haven't asked
if you disagree,
but I'm not one backed
by the enemy
I hold that love isn't made
but can be given
It's not about "getting laid"
or who's sex-driven
I haven't asked
if you disagree-
don't believe I'm masked
by the enemy
Between you and me
there is no doubting
the world we see,
so I'm not asking
Cherish all that you concieve
and I'll let it be
because I'll always believe
you are not the enemy
Little Soldier BoyHe does not fight for the General barking orders,Little Soldier Boy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nor for the man in a suit, who sent him across borders...
In his pocket he keeps a single picture, a sole reminder
Like ancient scripture. A home he misses so endlessly,
Tirelessly calling out in his dreams at night. It is the last
That remains on his lips, with his finger pressed upon the trigger.
A single heartbeat, as he sights his enemy; A quiet prayer
To rest in peace. Yet soon it fades, as hope is fleeting;
For the little soldier boy, once marching home.
"Bottoms up buddy, I miss you..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18th October 2012
Skyward Sword Part two- Enter Two Vs. GhirahimZelda awoke gasping softly when she found she was no longer able to move her legs. She sat upright glancing over her shoulder to see a lone man pacing in front of a stone slab with intricate runes carved into it. He wore fancy garbs like that of a prince of a lord and its make and design sculpted his handsome form and clad him in diamonds. Zelda had grown quite accustomed to playing her harp when she was scared since she fell from the sky and began to pluck the strings. Her voice softly sounded but paused when she heard him hiss through his teeth and stop in his tracks, his fists balled and muscles tensed. "Any song but that!" he hissed.Skyward Sword Part two- Enter Two Vs. Ghirahim3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Do you not like my music?" she frowned.
"The song of the goddess hah! Cruel woman she is always laughing at the bugs below her feet and my attempts to bring my wonderful master back." He frowned seeing she looked sad. "Allow me to teach you a song." He sat down beside her and took the harp flinching as the divine light pierced his skin. He pulled the
Thrown AwayLithuania x ReaderThrown Away3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tuesday was drizzly and gray, though not exactly cold. You were making your way leisurely down the street with your umbrella in hand, on your way to nowhere in particular when you noticed a figure hunched over up ahead. As you drew nearer, you saw that it was a young man sitting on the curb and doing a remarkable impression of a lost puppy.
"Something wrong?" you asked as you approached. His head jerked up at the sound of your voice, as though he were surprised that anyone would stop to talk to a depressed stranger sitting in the rain.
"N-not really," he lied. You couldn't quite place his accent. You took a seat beside him, and his green eyes widened as you held the umbrella over his head. It wasn't really raining hard, but he must have been out here for a while, as his shoulder-length brown hair was soaked and plastered to his skin. You noticed that he was nursing a broken hand.
"What happened?" you asked, concerned. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly with hi
You're Not?You're anorexic if you're thinYou're Not?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're not? Then you're obese.
If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.
If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.
If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.
If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.
If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.
If you're you, you're wrong.
Then you must be perfect.