Lost A living Dead Doll StoryDisclaimer: I do not one Living Dead Dolls.Lost A living Dead Doll Story5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This was a contest entry I wrote about a few years ago. The concept was simple. Write a short story based any of the doll from the "Living Dead Doll" horror toy line. The doll all have a simple poem and Death certificate. Even if you haven't heard of Living Dead Dolls you can still enjoy this story as a one shot Horror story. That being said, please enjoy
Lost In The Dark
"But Mommy, I really did see her!" Little Purdy exclaimed as she tried to tell her Mother what had caused her to scream out in the middle of the night.
"I don't want to hear it young lady!" Her mother exclaimed turning out the lights in her daughter's room. "I don't want to hear another peep out of you, now go back to sleep."
"PLEASE DON'T TURN OFF THE LIGHTS!" The frightened child cried but this only angered her tired Mother.
"Purdy, you're too old for a night light. There's nothing here."
"But I saw her! There was a little girl in a black dress, with blac
Sybil A living Dead Doll StoryDisclaimer: I do not own Living Dead Dolls.Sybil A living Dead Doll Story5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This was a contest entry I wrote a while back and it took FIRST PLACE! The concept was simple. Write a short story based any of the doll from the "Living Dead Doll" horror toy line. The doll all have a simple poem and Death certificate. Even if you haven't heard of Living Dead Dolls you can still enjoy this story as a shot. That being said, please enjoy
Descent Into Madness
My best friend Sadie died today. She was killed on her way home from school, they haven't found all of the pieces yet. I was shocked to hear the news but it's not that uncommon here, in the town of Mezco. Killing, haunting and all around weird stuff seems to seep from every part of this town. My name's Sybil and when I'm old enough, I'm getting out of here before I'm swallowed whole or something.
But since I'm only twelve that's still a long wait, I'll be lucky if I even survive until I get to high school. Kids die or get killed all of the t
A Dead Kind of Thing 01A Dead Kind of ThingA Dead Kind of Thing 018 years ago in Teen More Like This
(Based on the Living dead doll series)
For all those who love Living Dead Dolls this is for you
Chapter one: My Damien. My waffles, My problem.
My Name I forgot what the last part was a long time ago. Do know that it was originally Sadie, sometimes I wish I could remember what my last name was, but then Macumba says its best to just let it rest. Maybe one day it will all come back but for now Ill just have to wait till my memories finally kick in.
Monkey guts I hear outside my door. I wake up to find myself in my room. Black painted walls, Clothes scattered everywhere, something hairy crawling on the floor, just how it always is. Monkey guts I hear once more outside my door. I turn to my nightstand to check the time, 9:42 am; I then look up from the clock to see frames I put up with pictures of random things like friends. My favorite had to be a black painted frame with tiny red skulls and in it was picture of me and
The Willow's StoryWalking by the waterwaysThe Willow's Story6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I spied a weeping willow,
Green of leaf but bent in grief
A masterpiece of sorrow.
Unsure of why this tree were broke
In lowered voice I softly spoke:
Willow, tell me why you weep
Do you despise the hum of flies?
Are you sick of water deep?
Do you look upon the glaring skies
And long for hollow sleep?
Human I have watched this world
Too many years in silent thought,
I've reached for stars with limb unfurled
With twigs and branches overwrought.
That lofty race was never won,
I who stretched towards the sun
Ceased to grow and now I know,
Truly I am nearly done.
For such as us live fleeting lives
And only grow so tall,
When willows reach a certain size,
Long leaves begin to fall.
This is how you find me here,
Sick from unknown ill
And is it weak to shed a tear
That all will soon be still?
Though may I ask you sit with me?
And read some rhyme out loud,
Perhaps of immortality
To lift this morbid cloud.
Forgive me Willow if you wo
and i'll be the painter.your skin is featherand i'll be the painter.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
white, and i imagine
littering your face
with half-moon marks;
the noises you'd make,
like a chalkboard,
and i'm going to be the nails.
will be thunder,
a train screeching to a
are full of our dreams,
and i'll bring the nightmares
to the surface;
your skin is feather-white,
darling. you are a canvas waiting
to be drenched
Emptyto replicate the fire you ignited in my chest,Empty6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
or to fill the emptiness left in its wake
tortoisetortoise6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
capturing the movement
of stars in motion
and pledging my undying devotion
to it's selfless notion
looking for a closure
to this raw exposure
things are ceasing to look faded
i think i almost made it
sun is up and the night is bright
i left behind my need to fight
i am coming to see
how anything can be
Love will connect usThough miles may lie between usLove will connect us6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our hearts are glued together as one
Our souls conjoin,
As we patiently await
For our destinies to adjoin
The way the sky is joined
To the earth by the nebulous horizon
A cryptic bond of love
Will connect us
Words left unsaidone.Words left unsaid6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I wish you could see that you aren't empty. You're not worthless. But everytime you say it, you just forget a little bit more. I can't hold you up forever. I won't always be around.
[You have to learn to live your own life, I can't keep doing it for you]
I still remember those sun drenched days, and starry nights. I still remember your voice, and the words we used to say. And sometimes I still remember the regret and pain. I try not to, but I can't help it. I prayed for you the other night. I wish you weren't so gone, even when you're not.
[How can so much regret remain?]
I wish I could understand this thing called a heart. Because I know I don't get mine. You've been gone so long. All I want is to hear you say hello. But I can't. You're never here.
[Whatever here means...]
You always get so upset when we
The LoreleiI swim on mermaid seashellsThe Lorelei6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Crusted in coraled light
But in this pool a shadow dwells
The moon pulls tidely tight.
Kiss my hands before they slip
Into seaweed twisted strands
I've never tasted salt on lips,
But then, they never were a man's.
Why do you doubt eyes that lie?
They merely glister truth
And even you cannot deny
The duplicity of youth.
Beauty hides in hearts of men-
How I'd love to kiss again!
pennyfuckthe earth we lived onpennyfuck6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
had two moons.
i keep remembering
our naked mornings
and our naked nights.
we were the
sound of the ocean.
our liquid sex squirm.
all over the carpet,
when you still sang
and when my heart
i use to think
you were from a city
made of stars,
now you sit in the
dark waiting to be
at least i
still have your
to smile at.
Sonnet XVIILove, feel free to sleep in my soul's shadowSonnet XVII6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For our souls are one by now, are they not?
You bring me relief from blackened sorrow
And fill my mind with love and graceful thoughts...
I shiver delightfully in your heart
Waiting for your arms to cloak around me
These first bites of romance are sweetly tart
And echo your kisses adoringly.
I can't bear to shatter this perfection
With distressingly negative doubting
For I know you burn at the suggestion
That this moment (may) someday be ending.
But I'll revel in the joy that is here
And hope time can alleviate these fears.
Final words - haikuMy tears trickle downFinal words - haiku6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
I rehearse your final words
"I'll always love you"
Sonnet XVOh, my love, you know it's not sufficientSonnet XV6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To only glimpse you in the breaking day.
The tears on my bed are reminiscent
Of the love I cried when you went away.
You are too breathtaking for dreams to hold
Though I sleep in hopes of feeling your skin.
My heart is wrestled awake feeling cold
As the memory of your touch fades thin.
Thoughts of seeing you keep me mesmerized-
I measure time by minutes spent with you.
Days spent without you are deeply despised
And our moments together are too few.
Come, take me away from this dark abyss
And justify my love with your sweet kiss.
Dear Kira,Dear Kira,Dear Kira,7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
I feel it's necessary to say 'dear [insert name]' at the beginning of every letter, because that's how we were taught to write letters, but some people just say the person's name without 'dear' and it makes them sound upset. I personally would like to say 'oh sweet' or 'oh so lovely' in place of 'dear' sometimes.
Oh sweet Kira,
Sometimes I imagine being a famous actor, author, or musician's son. How cool would that be? But the more I think about it, the more I realize it probably wouldn't be as exhilarating as it seems if I actually were. Their kids probably don't see them as superstars. And that thought reminds me that the family I have are superstars, even if it's only in my galaxy.
Oh so lovely Kira,
Sonnet XIIKiss me solemnly like death on my lips-Sonnet XII6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I know it will be too long until I
See you. Will the wind hear me if I cry?
If only I could hide inside this kiss...
Days linger slowly. I promised to miss
You bravely, but darling, I think I lied.
So many nights in a row I have cried
In my sleep-I wish your arms replaced his.
You left me in a torrent of young love
And he consoled me after you were gone
But his love is never enough for me.
Someone said that angels love from above
But all I know is that my heart feels wrong
And along with you died my destiny.
15 Percy Jackson DrabblesBridge15 Percy Jackson Drabbles4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Percy, let me come with you," I demanded. There was absolutely no way he was leaving me this time. I get so agitated when he's off somewhere in a fight
"Too dangerous," he said as I rolled my eyes, "Besides, I need you to help Michael coordinate the defensive line. I'll distract the monsters. You group up here. Move the sleeping mortals out of the way. Then you can start picking off monsters while I keep them focused on me. If anybody can do all that, you can."
Percy was putting a lot of faith into two completely exhausted, half-dead teenagers. Not his best bet, in my opinion.
Michael snorted. "Thanks a lot."
Seaweed Brain kept his eyes on me, seeming to build something up in staring at me. Shaking my head, I told him, "All right. Get moving."
"Don't I get a kiss for luck? It's kind of a tradition, right?" Percy says to me, probably referring to that peck I gave him at the Labyrinth.
In his dreams. I think maybe he should kiss me He's such a chicken.
I draw my knife
Sonnet XVII will not weep for the lost serenadeSonnet XVI6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or the blaze of the tumbling thunder
Or reach for the arms of a renegade
Though I ache for the lust of deep slumber,
Or sigh at the song of the nightingale
As the tide of the moon draws me nearer
The romance of passion has waxed stale
And the stains in your eyes now burn clearer.
Solemn oaths sworn in trysts have no meaning
Save for stunned worship of stars in the sky-
I refuse to be roused by false feeling
Now the bright sun which you vowed by has died.
You were no more than a skipping shadow
Eclipsing true love's everlasting glow.
Sonnet XICapture me in cadences of kissesSonnet XI6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Play with my hairs as if they were harp strings
Your touch on my soul makes my body sing
Your love grants years of falling star wishes.
When you're away my lonely heart misses
Our symphony (sweeter than anything).
When you are near a chorus of bells rings
Deeper than music, I've learned what bliss is.
I thought my life was wrapped around chords,
Caught within the box of a grand piano
And that music was my reason to live
But you have shown me that living is more.
Now here with you I have found that I know
More than songs-I have so much love to give.
'Of Godly Proportions' Ch. 2Percy Jackson & the Olympians/ Kane Chronicles Crossover'Of Godly Proportions' Ch. 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Percy Jackson POV
It was Annabeth's idea to tie up the magicians. Not mine.
I really wasn't in the mood for a fight. Mostly because Winter break was almost over and I was all up for just relaxing. But I guess when you're a demigod, you don't have time for that.
Chiron had called the senior counselors to the Big House for a meeting. He explained to us that two children of gods had been spotted in Manhattan and various other parts of the U.S. "But they're not like other children" he had told us, "They come from another side of gods and are said t
InterveneWhat if Hera had messed up? What if she had put the wrong demigod on the bus? What if I told the story from Leo's perspective? What if I shut up with the "what if"s and got to the story already?Intervene1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"This is some kind of mistake," Nico said. "I'm not supposed to be here."
I turned around to face him and laughed. "Yeah, right. We've all been framed! I didn't run away six times. Piper didn't steal a BMW."
Piper blushed. "I didn't steal that car, Leo!"
"Oh, I forgot, Piper. What was your story? You 'talked' the dealer into lending it to you?" I raised my eyebrows at Nico like, Can you believe her?
"Anyway," I said, "I hope you've got your worksheet, 'cause I used mine for spit wads ages ago." I frowned. "Why are you looking at me like that? Somebody draw on my face again?"
"I don't know you," Nico said.
I gave him a crocodile grin. "Sure. I'm not your best friend. I'm his evil clone."
Nico snorted. "You? Evil? Now that I can believe."
"Leo Valdez!" Coach
Magical LustThe fire of lust ignitesMagical Lust6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I lay here alone
In this bed of crimson silk sheets
Craving to explore a magicians treasure chest
I pine in thirst
To drink his mystical potion of love
And drown in the zest of his sensual charms
I yearn to fall under his entrancing spell
And shower in his enigmatic touch
Just one more time
If I could pursue this magnetic attraction
Between good and evil
And melt his body with my seduction
As I entice him into my volcano of passion
One that longs for eruption
But my temptations lay caged
With my locked up desires
For Ive lost the secret key to his heart of enchantment.
Light Blue Umbrella"Uh... hey. It looks like you could use an umbrella."Light Blue Umbrella1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Nico looked up to see a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes with a small scar on his lip, smiling at him kindly and holding an umbrella over him.
"I don't need your charity," Nico grumbled.
The boy looked around at the park, taking in the litter covering the ground and the bare trees. "Do you live here?" he asked.
"No, I live in a fancy three story apartment, complete with my own butler," Nico said sarcastically.
"If you need a place to stay, I've got a spare room at my house," the boy offered.
"I told you, I don't need your charity," Nico said.
"You can't just live here out on your own," the boy said. "Come home with me, and you can live there. It's not much, but it's better than living in a park."
Nico stood up from the bench and walked away from the boy, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets and scowling.
The boy followed behind him, continuing to insist that Nico came home with him.
Finally, Nico spun around, glaring at him.