HugYou walk up to me.Hug in Free Verse More Like This
I look at you like a cat that is unknowingly trying to imitate an emote.
As your approach comes to an end you put your arms out. Both going past my body on either side.
Then simply, "Hug?"
I do not comprehend this word, your intent nor punctuation.
Your arms tighten around me and your chin rests on my shoulder.
I stand there
what is this new emotion.
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH4MY BIG FAT DRAGON CH4MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH4 in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: If you dont like fat Dragons and vore, then do not read.
Chapter 4: Wish Fulfillment
I got up and looked at the small little dragon as it shook the remains of the shattered eggshell of itself. I backed up and stepped on an old dry leaf. The dragon instantly whipped around and faced me. Our eyes locked. I wanted to turn and run, but something in the way those eyes stared at me held me firmly in place. Without warning, the dragon leaped onto me with such force that I fell over backwards. To my amazement, it did not hurt me, but began licking my face all over. Once I was thoroughly covered in drool, it got off and let me up. Not knowing what to do, I just stood there looking at the dragon confused. It saw this, and its little head dropped, a look of sheer sadness upon its face.
You dont remember me, do you?
I was confused. I liked dragons a lot, but never did I imagine seeing one up close, and this one was a little too real for comfor
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH3MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH3 in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: Only for fat Draggies
Flare awoke the next morning on his living room floor to hear voices talking over him. They werent his parents, but someone elses, and there were a lot of them. He cautiously opened one eye a crack, and instantly shut it. He was completely surrounded by animals, and not just his house pets, but wild ones as well. Flare wondered why his dogs hadnt protected him whats more the voices seemed to be coming from the animals. Josie, the most faithful of his dogs, was lying on the floor beside him. A stag was talking to her, and apparently the conversation was about him.
How do we know hes the chosen one for sure? He looks like any regular human to me.
He was lifted clear off the ground by a comet of pure light. If thats not a sign, then I dont know what is. Wait, shh. Listen, his breathings changed. I think hes awake.
Flare shuddered and closed his eyes tigh
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH 1MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH 1 in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: If you are easily frightened, or pee your pants at the mere thought of a big, fat, cuddly, yet powerful draggie, this story is not for you. Should you read this, the author and all supporters involved are in no way responsible for any nightmares (dreams should you happen to like Dragons like me), or any bed-wetting that might ensue. Also, to those who like Dragons, I am also in no accounts responsible if you poop your pants form laughing so hard after reading this warning.
Chapter 1: The Powers That Be and Amazing Origins
Ever since the dawn of time, two great forces have governed our world. Light and Darkness (Good and Evil) are forever locked in a titanic power struggle for dominance. For centuries they balanced each other, then came the making of our galaxy, the Milky Way. As with all the others before, Light and Darkness instantly began feuding over it. Darkness added the cold void of spac
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CHAPTER 2MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CHAPTER 2 in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: Don't read if you don't like big, fat, cuddly, draggies.
Chapter 2: Destined for Greatness
Fare was not your average 14 year old boy. No matter what he did, no one would accept him for who he was. Sure, you could blame it on the fact that he was a four-eyed brace-face looser who did nothing but watch T.V., surf the web, and play video games. But the real problem lied deeper than that. The real problem was his personality. He was what most people would call "immature". Although he was 14 and in fact was mature, he had a deep, burning, passionate obsession, Dragons. Of course everyone teased him about it, but he didn't mind. He was more of a loner himself and liked his space. If he could he would much rather hang out with his pets and talk to them instead. He always felt so awkward in large groups of people, but seeemed to feel right at home with animals.
The Prison WithinThe Prison Within in Free Verse More Like This
THE PRISON WITHIN
Child too old, why do we build the prisons within.
Pain and fear, alone we are cast, sanctuary we seek, a prison we find.
A freedom most difficult to find.
Better safe in our prison, than lost outside?
Some prisons seem nice and cozy, while others are filled with horrors.
Chains bind tight, it is impossible to grow, is this what life is all about?
Know your prison first, seek the cracks of light, a glimpse of what freedom could be.
Courage is what you need, change is your key.
What is inside, behind the door
that is not outside, on the other side of the door?
We are choice, so choose, unlock the door?
Imagination, beauty and love, all contained behind tall walls.
Outside, these things know no bounds.
Imagination's only limit is within yourself.
Freedom once found, how sweet it is...
© Matthew Barry 2008
Understanding AUTISMUnderstanding AUTISM in Academic Essays More Like This
UNDERSTANDING AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS
Click on Symptoms of Autism Spectrum Disorders to get more information about some of the Autism Spectrum Disorders.
The following is a simplified explanation of autism, followed by more detail. Near the end, I talk about HOW TO OVERCOME AUTISM. I will also talk about my own personal story of growing up Gay and overcoming much of my Autism. Just know that I finally got there I learned how to connect with people and make many friends, to find real love, not just people using me, and to find a measure of joy and happiness in life.
AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS
It used to be that people were diagnosed with a specific Syndrome, like:□ Asperger Syndrome
□ High-Functioning Autism
□ Sensory Processing Disorder (Sensory Integration Dysfunction)
□ Developmental Coordination Disor
RELATIONSHIPSRELATIONSHIPS in Academic Essays More Like This
WHAT WE SHOULD LOOK FOR IN A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP
When you are getting to know a potential friend or lover, pay particular attention to how he or she:
reacts to stressful or unexpected circumstances
interacts with family membersexpresses affection, anger, and other emotions
responds when you express your feelings.Questions to ask yourself when you are becoming more involved with a possible partner (Ideally, your potential partner would ask himself the same questions):Am I capable of loving, trusting, and sharing myself with this individual?
Can I accept this person as he is now, without trying to change him or expecting him to change himself?
Am I willing to tolerate his imperfections and respect his thoughts and feelings even when they are different from my own?
Can I give to or be in a relationship with this person without going against my own values or sacrificing my own needs?
Do I respect him?Do I feel safe with him?
Do I trust him?Do I enjoy his company?
Symptoms of Autism Spectrum DisordersSymptoms of Autism Spectrum Disorders in Academic Essays More Like This
Common Symptoms of Some 'AUTISM SPECTRUM DISORDERS'
PLEASE Click on UNDERSTANDING AUTISM and READ it before reading this paper.
This is meant to be a relatively Short way to help you see if you are part of the Autism Spectrum Disorders, which includes:□ High Functioning Autism
□ Sensory Processing Disorder (Sensory Integration Dysfunction)
□ Asperger Syndrome
□ Developmental Coordination Disorder (Developmental Dyspraxia)
□ DysgraphiaMost kids and adults who are in the Autism Spectrum and who do not show significant obvious symptoms, are SELDOM diagnosed. If the problems and symptoms are not glaring, no one bothers. Even Kids with obvious symptoms are often not diagnosed, since many teachers are not trained to know what to look for and of course most parents do not know what to look for
CELEBRATION of GAY PRIDECELEBRATION of GAY PRIDE in Emotional More Like This
CELEBRATION of GAY PRIDE - An Older Gay Man's Perspective
Straight people keep asking, "Why do 'you' people need GAY PRIDE when there is no need for STRAIGHT PRIDE?" This is my answer:
Straight people do not need to be proud of being straight, because they do not need to overcome and survive vilification, hatred, bigotry, discrimination and suppression, for being straight. Sexual Minorities deserve great pride and respect for overcoming all of that, and more.I call this a "Celebration of Gay Pride" because it is a celebration of my journey to self-acceptance and pride-of-self. I was 13, an Altar Boy wanting to be a Priest, when our priest told us boys, "Boys who are physically attracted to other boys are an abomination in the eyes of God, doomed to burn for an eternity in the everlasting fires of Gahanna." I could not understand it. I was simple, autistic, and I lived to be a good boy. I had not done anything to make these feelings for boys happen. God must
Bottled UpThere is so much to considerBottled Up in Free Verse More Like This
When pouring a glass of wine:
The meniscal kiss
Curving into the bowl:
promise of lips stained
with a blush that is
anything but bashful.
The size of the glass,
length of the stem,
and how will he hold his drink?
Will he have the lasting power of
The first sip have
a dry or sweet finish?
Will the evening bubble
Or conversation wane,
fermenting past its prime
into a vinegar of stained carpet
or the clang of a broken glass
on a hardwood floor?
DesiderataHands, chest, fingers, back,Desiderata in Free Verse More Like This
eyes with black hole tunnel heading
soulward, stoic, then sordid whispers,
distorted by shifting, lunging, lifting,
leaning forward, moving back,
supressing, depressing, undressing
expressing obsession, a predilection,
to erect a monument to a
lifetime of pent up good intent,
then spent and going slack, exhaling,
words failing, chest heaving, drinking the sound
of labored breathing, sweat dripping,
then slipping back into
the curtain of the dark of evening.
The child is grownHair parted in the middle,The child is grown in Free Verse More Like This
The pigtails fell lose
Some time ago.
Can't say I'm sorry
To have traded the jumper
For a pair of fading jeans.
Some things I miss, though:
My mother's careful hands
working through the tangled
mess of curls,
clothes neatly pressed and starched
skillful fingers making perfect bows
of the ked laces.
Some mornings the only thing that keeps me going
is that one instruction:
"Make a loop, over and through."
The hair I've left to its own devices,
clothes haven't seen an iron in years.
I don't always sit with my legs together
or keep my elbows off the table
but one thing I got right:
Lose ends always need tying.
One Man's TrashGot it cheap at a thrift store,One Man's Trash in Free Verse More Like This
left by some anonymous patron:
maybe an old woman,
cleaning out a closet,
significance lost to time and a
fine coat of dust?
Or did she suffer the loss when
she passed it, still on a hanger,
to the man at the counter?
Did she falter when he offered
only a smile and a "we'll be happy
to take it off your hands" as condolence,
like he'd be doing a great service,
bargaining off her past.
Then "keep only what you use"
the mantra of some clutter-busting
self-help book drowns out
the fifty-year-old strains of "Sleepwalk"
from a high school prom
and her hand slips from the fabric,
saying "You can have it,
God knows I'll never need it again."
Worth more than thisI just want to be wantedWorth more than this in Free Verse More Like This
In more than just a sexual way
I want to be liked for who I am
Not for what I look like
I want someone to want the whole package
I need and deserve that
I have pore self-worth
But I even know I'm worth more than this
aloneI'm not in the moodalone in Free Verse More Like This
Just leave me alone
I don't want to be with people
I'm a loner
I enjoy it that way
So just back the fuck away
go awayI'm worthlessgo away in Free Verse More Like This
I can't do anything right
I fuck everything up
I make everyone hate me
I like it that way
Push everyone as far away as I can
Don't look at me
Don't look back
I don't want you to see me crying
dixrwma matiaμε τη ματια καρφωμενη στο πατωμαdixrwma matia in Free Verse More Like This
και τις αναπνοες της να συμβαδιζεουν με τον ηχο απο τους δειχτες του ρολογιου
ετοιμαζε τις αποσκευες των μικρων στιγμων ...
αυτες οι μικρες στιγμες που την εκαναν ν
Always Dark insideΚαθισαμε εκει για ωρεςAlways Dark inside in Free Verse More Like This
ατενιζοντας το τελος
που παντα μας πορολαβαινει γιατι παντα ειναι κοντα
και μετα ηρθε η βροχη
να καψει τη μοιρα της απορριψης
και να αφησει ενα υγρο αποτυπωμα στα ονειρα μο
Taser Laser (Concept)Taser Laser (Concept) in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It’s the year 2200. Most of the world has been overtaken by the technological age, though many intelligent human beings live peacefully on earth. 15 year old Jason Terrell is an orphaned schoolboy, but despite his obvious intelligence and charm, his red eyes made him off-putting.
One afternoon when walking back home from school, he becomes a victim of a very nasty hover-car crash. Jason survives the crash, but his arms are mangled and must be amputated.
However, instead of just leaving the arms as they are, they are replaced with mechanical arms which the hospital orders from the military. Following a quick healing, thanks to Jason's rare blood type, Terrell was subjected to robotic surgery, where the mechanical arms were installed to replace his formerly paralysed arms. They also managed to save enough of his nervous system to attach to his new arms, so that he could move them as he would fleshy arms.
Following surgical operations, and after making
The Incredible Hulk Nightmare (Updated 18/02/2014)The Incredible Hulk Nightmare (Updated 18/02/2014) in Short Stories More Like This
The Incredible Hulk Nightmare.
My name is Chris Harvey, I'm 13 years old. I live in Peterborough with my single father Christian, and I am diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome. As with many children like me, I had my dreams. Most of my dreams were good, but of course, there were the occasional bad ones too...particularly in the night. You know that feeling when your mortal body falls asleep, but your mind is still wide awake? Doesn't everybody sometimes wish that they could enter their own little dream world and never come back? I suppose though, it depends on what kind of world you are thinking of. In this case however, the dream world I was going to imagine, wasn't to be a good one.
~ ~ ~
Anyway. There I was, snuggled up under the covers one Saturday at midnight. The sky was pitch black, the moon was high, and there were no clouds. I was dressed in my night garments under the covers, which consisted of a cotton red long-s