japanes m n o p rMaho = Magicjapanes m n o p r in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Manga = Comics
Manmo = Demon
Matte = Wait
Megami = Goddess
Minna = Everyone, all of you
Mizu = Water
Mori = Forest
Moshi moshi = Hello (this is how we Japanese answer the phone -- it's rarely used otherwise)
Masume = Girl (it's a little like saying "babe" in America)
Muteki = Invincible
Namida = Teardrop, crying, tears
Nani = What
Natasuyasumi = Summer vacation
Natsu = Summer
Ne = Similar to saying "eh?" in English
Neko = Cat
Nezumi = Mouse
Ni = Two
Niji = Rainbow
Nijizuishou = Rainbow crystal
Odango = Dumpling
Odango atama = Dumpling head (the Japanese equivalent of Meatball Head)
Ofuda = Anti-evil scroll (the things used to ward off evil spirits)
Ogenki desu ka? = How are you?
Ohayo = Good morning
Japanese sufixesName SuffixesJapanese sufixes in General Non-Fiction More Like This
-chan: Used between friends or with someonne younger than you. Generally a very friendly suffix which is normally used with girls and close female companions
-kun: Generally used for males, but can bee used for females too.
-san: Polite and formal. Used for someone at the same position as you or higher. You would use this with strangers if you didn't know them well. It basically means Mr., miss, Mrs.
dono: this confers utmost respect
-sama: Very high respect. Used when speakiing about gods or someone like an emperor or king
-sensei: Originally means "born earlier thhan me". Usually used towards your master, teacher, or someone wise in the literature and art. You would call your school teacher by this suffix.
onee-chan/san/sama: What you would call your sister.
onii-chan/san/sama: What you would call your brother.
-ko = A suffix used at the end of a girl's name, either
Japanese i j kI'sJapanese i j k in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Ichi = One
Iie = No
Iinazuke = Finacee
Inu = Dog (( As in INU-YASHA
japanese names 4 girls part 10Japanese names for girls part 6. comments and favs are greatly appreciated.japanese names 4 girls part 10 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Minori-(unisex name)Beautiful harbor/village of beautiful fields
Mitsuko-chilf full of blessings/Shining child
Miwa-beautiful haramony/three rings
Miyako-beautiful march child
Miyoko-Beautiful generation child/third generation child
Momoe-Hundread blessings/hundred rivers
Naomi-above all beauty
Natsuko summer child
Japanese e f and gE'sJapanese e f and g in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Eiyu = Heroic
Engi = Theater
Ecchi: Lecherous. Also soft-core perverted anime that tends to consist of lots of sexual humor
Fuku: Uniform. Like Kagome's school clothes
Fubuki = Snowstorm
Fuenukkusu = Phoenix
Fuji = Puffer fish
Fushigi = Mysterious, wondrous (there's an anime called "Fushigi Yuugi" which translates to "Mysterious Play")
Fyuu = Winter
Gohan: Rice. Meal
Gakkousei: (Gahk-sei) Student
Genki: Energy, healthy, happy, entergetic
Genki desu = Fine
Genso = Illusion
Ginga = Galaxy: more specifically, the Milky Way
Ginzuishou = The "Silver Imperial Crystal" in America
Go = Five
Gomen = I'm sorry
Gomen nasai = I'm really sorry
Gomen ne = I'm sorry
Japanese names 4 girls part 12Japanese names for girls part 6. comments and favs are greatly appreciated.Japanese names 4 girls part 12 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Sumiko-clear thing child/pure child
Tomiko-treasured beauty child
Tosiko-alert child/child of many years
Umeko-plum blossome child
Yasuko-honest cild/peacful child
yoko-ocean child/positive child
Yoshie-fragrant branch/good day
Japanese c and dC'sJapanese c and d in General Non-Fiction More Like This
-chan = A suffix used at the end of a name, usually used for someone younger than you (ChibiUsa-chan), a close friend of the same age
Chibi = Little, small (Chibi-Usa means "Small rabbit")
Cho = Super
Chojin = Superman
Chojo = Superwoman
Chotto: A little
Chuu-gakkou: Middle school
Chibi: Little, small
Chuu-gakkou: Middle school
Cosplay: Costume Play (often associated with dressing like anime characters)
Dare = Who
Densetsu = Legend
Dochirahe? = How are you?
Doko = Where
Dokoro no hata = Skull and crossbones
Dorekurai = How
Doshite = Why
Doyatte = How
Daijoubu: In question form it means, "Are you ok". Just said out as a statement means "I'm fine."
Dame: (dah-meh) Bad, no good
Domo arigato gozaimasu: Thank you very much.
Daijoubu: In question form it means, "Are you ok". Just said out as a statement means "I'm fine."
Japanese girl names part 4Japanese name for girls part 4Japanese girl names part 4 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Tani- Valley, sweetheart ,youth , bull that charges randomly
Tokiko- Child of Toki
Uma- nation, mother, horse
Yoshiko- child of Yoshi
Yukako- child of Yuka
Yukiko- child of Yuki
Yuriko- Child of Yuri
Yutsuko- child of Yutso
Japanese names 4 girls part 11Japanese names for girls part 6. comments and favs are greatly appreciated.Japanese names 4 girls part 11 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Noriko-child of principle
Sakiko-blossoming child/earlier child
Shige-nickname for names beginning with shige
Japanese names forgirls part5Japanese names for girls part 5 ( I might have these names in some of my other Japanese names thing and please give me a break it takes me awhile to translate everything ok? Name-definitionJapanese names forgirls part5 in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Aika love song
Aiko beloved/love child
Aimi love beauty
Akane brilliant red
Akemi bright beauty/autum
Amateratsu Shining over heaven
Amaya night rain
Asami morning beauty
Asuka tomorrow fragrance
Atsuko- industrious/warm child
Aya colorful/woven silk
Ayaka colorful flower/fragrant/summer
Ayako scholarly child
Ayano of color/silk
Azami- thistle flower
Azumi safe residence
bp Epilogue...A Price I wiggled my fingers absentmindedly. It was the strangest feeling since the hand was hanging on the tiniest of hinges from the rest of my arm. I picked up a screwdriver with my other perfectly fine hand, and as I laid broken and aching on the cold floor I slowly started to screw my hand back into place.bp Epilogue...A Price in General Fiction More Like This
I gave Chitty quite a shock when she saw what I really was I thought her eyes were going to pop out of her skull from the mere surprise.
But what was she suspecting?? Did she really think that after over six hundred years of being dead that I would keep my flesh and bones? Did she really think that I would allow the body I moved in to be covered in rot and falling from weakening human bones??? What a horrible place for a soul to lie so I made myself a new body.
And I like it m
Please don't pull the Trigger I believe I was seven years old when it happened. Perhaps a bit younger. It was a perfect winter day in my neighborhood. What month, what time, I do not remember. I only remember the bright sunlight being reflected off the thick snow, and my mother helping me get into my winter clothes.Please don't pull the Trigger in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"I'll be in the shower alright?" My mother told me as she pulled my hat snugly over my ears. "You have fun out there okay?" she told me with a smile. I nodded and smiled back and then I raced outside to play in my backyard.
My backyard, a place where until that day I thought was safe. It didn't have a fence like the neighbors on either side of us. I felt protected between the fences that lined up, and the bulk of the garage. The back lane however, was unblocked, and was open for any child to run onto and look down to see
The Faded Man ReturnsHe returned to his home, pounding entryThe Faded Man Returns in Free Verse More Like This
long were the years he was gone,
now he is back, tired and longing
He returns to a crumbling doorframe,
no one home
All is gone but him
and the faithful lonesome sky.
Passed hollow rooms he slips,
dust seeps down his collar
and through his hair like a lovers desperate fingers,
a bygone lovers whisper brings nothing but soot
"I missed you"
he speaks and kisses nothing
Abyss surrounds him, loves him,
he and the dust float to the next hall
the next room a still memorial
the chair is waiting
His chair is waiting
it creaks with pleasure, at his
returning sagging form.
Dust dances in the sun shafts,
there, then not there at all
A ballet of broken glass,
and symphony of silence
are his welcoming party
"Did you miss me?"
Clouds settle, clouds die,
no sensation brings forth
so much cool forgettings as this.
The sun remembers to set
and he is alone once more, still, always.
"But there are always the stars."
Hands clap with dust
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Why do I do it? You wish to ask me? You want to know what compels me to do such things, things which you see as horrors and make me an abomination to what it means to be a human? The answer to that is quite simple my dears.
I am not human.
I am fear.
I was created to perform these acts which you call so disgusting, and, what you will probably be the most horrifying thought to you, something that you may try to deny but is never-the-less true.
The Park Bench The first thing I saw of him was his gloved hand. It was pearly grey, the kind that I only saw in movies, or the kind that my mind imagined when my father read aloud to me from a book before I closed my eyes to let dreams dance in my mind. Perhaps that was why I thought they couldn't possibly be real. That no matter what, that gloved hand could not really hurt me, it couldn't... The next thing I did not really see, but heard, his voice.The Park Bench in Short Stories More Like This
"Would you like to sit with me?" His voice was quite, it could have been gentle, but for some reason the word did not cross my mind. Instead I noticed the sounds around him. They seemed to fall mute no, not mute, dulled, muffled. As if I had just bobbed my head underwater; like they tell me in my swimming lessons, bob my head and the world is suddenly muted, you can hear the people calling to you, you can't m
Strange Circumstances chpt 2Strange Circumstances chpt 2 in General Fiction More Like This
The elder part of the family all looked fearfully towards the door. While Kayla simply put down the offending letter, and while her brother eagerly looked at its simple contents she went over and opened the door. Standing on their front doorstep was the oddest man Kayla had ever seen in her life.
The man seemed at first like a normal if not very well dressed man. He was wearing a suit of the darkest blue, with the crest that was formed on the seal of the envelope was embroidered in silver on one of his breast pockets. He wore a thin top hat the same dark blue colour. Despite his neat attire, his face was quite hideous, mainly because the left s
bp...I have won No sound came out of the pipebp...I have won in General Fiction More Like This
Not a single note not even a squeak. All it sounded like was air. The Pied Piper frowned, and stared at the pipe; he tried a different note, but got the same result which was no result at all. I could have laughed, I wanted to laugh hysterically, but instead the hysteria turned into more screams.
Youre plan, WONT WORK!!! I will remember EVERYTHING! I WANT TO REMEMBER! I WANT THIS ALL TO END RIGHT NOW!!! I screamed at him before my voice cracked. The Piper stared at me, then the pipe, then back at me again.
bp...His Thoughts I just stared at him. He stared back at me, then quietly placed the pipe he was working on into a pocket, then looked at me again. I suddenly felt very scared, alone, confused, and hurt and not knowing what else to do, I burst into sobs. The Piper looked at me with complete indifference, then he seemed to sigh.bp...His Thoughts in General Fiction More Like This
What are you crying about?? I havent even done anything to you yet! He said, this only made me feel more hysteric.
YET!? You said yet! Which means that you DO plan to do something to me! Just like your stupid sicko friends!!! I spat out at him. I continued to sob and the Pied Piper just stared at me some more, he didnt even blink. Then he sighed and stood up, and grabbing the back of his chair slid it slowly closer to me, then sat back down again. This for some reason made me stop crying. He was so close to me, our knees almost touching, it made me feel very uncomfortable. His hollow e
bp...Remember Remember You know how an old family film can be filled with glitches? You try to watch it, but its fuzzy, the images get jumbled together, you try to watch it and try to make sense of it all sometimes it works other times its impossible.bp...Remember Remember in General Fiction More Like This
Thats what my mind had felt for the past day or so, I would get glimpses of memories that I couldnt understand, but when I blacked out as the house was being attacked by rats it all seemed to come back to me all in once
I was walking down a dark hall full of doors. I realized that it was where I kept my ideas and imagination. I was walking with two people I knew a girl with a big brown hat and a happy grin, a ghost with a pumpkin head. We were walking, and talking about something I cant quite remember, and I dont think it matters we were laughing, we seemed safe so so safe.
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It is smooth and almost
Unyielding. It makes one think
Of toys, the new kind, grinning
Their Barbie smiles more made
To crash and zoom about in a
Like my soda, I watch
The bubbles rise from my
Drink, when I take a sip
The fizz rolls around my
Tongue and rumbles down
My throat. I smile at
The strange sensation
I can believe that it's
Not butter, once thought of as
The poor. The biggest stamp to the
World announcing your poverty.
Now, I can not imagine using
Anything else. Butter is too rich
It makes me feel sick.
Sputter and stutter is what I do
Be it through nervousness or
Excitement. I will try to speak
But the words roll out before I have time to properly say them,
Larvas are babies
People tend to forget that
Their mothers are the insects.
People like to squish them too
They wriggle around, helpless
Looking for food
Flaccid is a word I barely know
I suppose it means something
Like thin, breakable, or perhaps
Able to be used a lot.
A StoryLet me tell you a story, about an average girl, and a not so average boy.A Story in Articles & Interviews More Like This
The girl and the boy lead normal lives, attended normal schools, had 'normal' friends, and were just the kind of people you'd see merrily walking down the street, and they both had something in common...an account on an Art website named DeviantArt.
One day, the boy was minding his own business while checking his messages...nothing new had happened in a while, and he was getting rather bored, when he happened to stumble upon the girl's page.
He paused, looking it over, and noticed the girl had a contest involving one of the boy's favourite games; Clue.
If Colonel Mustard is taken, I'm not joining.
The boy thought to himself, reading it over, and noticing that the old gentleman was up for grabs.
He smiled to himself and hesitated, but quickly brought himself to leave the girl a comment.
The girl was online at the time, and noticed the boy. She paused, wondering who he was, but complied to his offer of takin
All You Think About is SexWhen people think of same-sex relationships,All You Think About is Sex in Articles & Interviews More Like This
All they think about is sex,
And thats completely wrong.
Theres a lot more to a relationship than just the sex,
Theres the company of each other,
Theres the love for each other,
Theres the understanding,
Theres the caring,
Theres much more than just sex.
If I were in a same-sex relationship,
I'd take the role of the guy,
I'd have the pants in the relationship.
I'd listen to her when she had something to say,
Because I know how it hurts when you don't,
I'd be there when she needed a shoulder to cry on,
Because I know how it hurts not to have one,
I'd cheer her up when she was down even if she told me to go away,
Because when someone says that, it just means they need you,
I'd climb in bed with her and hold her in my arms,
I'd keep her safe from the demons around us,
I'd whisper in her ear how she's the most important thing in my life,
How she's the most important woman on earth,
How she makes my life worth living,
How she's the most amazin
How I Met Your Mother Pt. 2Finally, after what seemed hours of driving, I got to the bar. It was a miracle I hadn't crashed head-on to someone.How I Met Your Mother Pt. 2 in Fantasy More Like This
I grunted, walking right in like I owned the place, glaring at a moron who was sitting in my regular seat.
"Hey, Tony!" The bartender grinned, giving me a gentle wave.
I glared at him, motioning towards the man sitting in my seat, "Who's this fat ass?" The man grunted, standing up and getting right in my face, "Who you callin' a fat ass, kid?" He grunted, I smirked and glared right at him, "Oh, sorry. I didn't know you were fat and deaf. My bad." I grinned in a cocky manner, the guy pulled his fist back as if he were about to hit me, but he was quickly stopped by the batender, "N-Now, now, Gordon!" He chuckled nervously, "T-That IS Mr. Rivera's seat, s-so if you wouldn't mind..." He gulped, "I don't want a fight tonight. Please. Give me a break." He looked up at the man with pleading eyes. Gordon simply grunted and nodded, slowly walking away as the lights slowly
The Fall of the Godfather Pt.2He sighed heavily; standing up form behind his desk and walking out into the main room where all the customers would sit and eat. He sat down quietly, looking around at the dark, empty, once lively room. It was after closing time at the restaurant, and Dad was simply taking one more look before he left.The Fall of the Godfather Pt.2 in Fantasy More Like This
Something seemed different this time. He felt something he had never felt before...as if, this specific time he looked at the restaurant, it was something special above all else. He shrugged it off, standing back up and tossing his jacket over his shoulder; he stood at the door, taking one last look at the place before he stepped out. "...Ciao," he waved, and turned back around, heading out the door.
He walked down the dark, night streets of Gotham. His head was lowered as he walked back to the car, something didn't feel right. Something wasn't right.
Suddenly, out of the dead of night, the roar of an engine stood out. He froze where he stood, turning around to look behind him. H
PrinceIvanTheWonderGermanThe Boss doesn't know what he has.PrinceIvanTheWonderGerman in Fantasy More Like This
He's an idiot who can't appreciate the small things that we all would like to have.
He takes them all for granted.
He thinks she'll always be there, no matter what, that she'll always put up with whatever he throws at her...
Hell, I doubt he even loves her! The only thing they really do together is have sex!
Ugh...this frustrates me so.
I don't know what she sees in him.
He's an idiot, and a jerk, just shoving her around and using her for those...disgusting things.
Even after that...I've always tried to be nice.
I've attended to her every need,
Been there for her at the drop of a hat,
Went out of my way and put my life on the line just to see her beautiful smile...
That's all I ever live for.
I don't know what it is...but something about her...
I can't help but feel this way.
I know it's wrong, and I'd get killed by the Boss for even thinking about such things! It's just that...I love her.
Ivan Wolfgang von Goethe,
My Good Bye"Daddy?" Teddy whispered as he peeked his little blonde head in my room.My Good Bye in Articles & Interviews More Like This
It was dark, with no light what so ever, and I was sitting at the edge of my bed with my head in my hands. I didn't bother to look at Teddy, I didn't want to look at him at all.
"Daddy," His voice became more desperate as he walked right into my room, I could hear his shaky breath clearly, and I knew he would start crying if I didn't pick the correct words, "Yes, Ted?" I asked in a tone barely above a whisper, if you knew me, you could tell I was holding back a few tears; I didn't want my son to see my like this. I was praying that he would just turn around and leave.
Teddy gulped and ran infront of me, pushing his head between my arms so that he could see my face, his black eyes staring right back at mine, "Dad..." He pouted, his eyebrows raising as he bit his lower lip, his little hands clutching my arms, "Mom said that we're going tomorrow and you're not coming with us," I froze; I did not want to talk about th
How I Met Your Mother Pt. 3Kids, that night your aunt Roxie and I had one of the most enjoyable talks we've ever had. Probably the only one, too.How I Met Your Mother Pt. 3 in Fantasy More Like This
We went on for hours about things I can't even remember, we ended up knowing basically everything about each other, how we had a few things in common and just came to realize how well we got along.
We became friends in a snap, and I was quick to make a move and ask her out the following night, and of course, she complied.
"So...I'll see you tomorrow night then?" She asked, the shy and awkwardness vanishing completely.
"Of course, Carino Fiore, I'll be here no later than eight," Speaking Italian was a trick of mine. Women love foreign languages, and god knows that French is for pussies who don't know how overused that language is. Pisses me off. Carino Fiore, as you know, means Cute Flower.
She blushed faintly at the comment and smiled, "Alright then~" She chirped; and this is when I made my gazillionth move for the night.
I carefully took her hands, interlocking
How I Met Your MotherYou see kids, your mother and I went through a lot before we got married; before we had you; before we ended up the way we are today.How I Met Your Mother in Fantasy More Like This
We weren't normal people, in fact, I doubt anyone is normal here in Gotham, but...we were different.
I think it's about time I told you that story.
I don't know why I haven't told you it before.
So sit tight, got it? Because I'm going to tell you the story...
Of how I met your mother.
As you know, I grew up in Italy for the most part up until I arrived here in Gotham. I moved half of the family business here so that I could start fresh and show I, too, could be strong and strike fear into all your hearts.
Back when I was younger, I was a cocky boy, I loved to show off, and I was very hot tempered. Dared you push a single one of my buttons, I'd back hand you before you could pull your finger away.
Everyone knew me as Turnpike; Big Bad Boss Turnpike.
Of course, I was only 16 at the time, so the name was meant to make fun of me.
Oh, but did I show them..
Good Morning, Honey."Daddy?" A child's voice muttered, nudging me in my sleep.Good Morning, Honey. in Fantasy More Like This
"Daddy, wake up!" Another pair of voices chimed together, nudging me as well.
"Merp..." I muttered, slowly sitting up, my shirt missing leaving only my bare chest. "What is it...?" I grumbled, trying hard to open my eyes.
"Franklyn and Frannie are coming over to day; did you forget?" Teddy asked, climbing on to the bed and sitting on my lap; it was obvious he didn't even bother to brush his hair; it was still a sloppy brown mess.
"Yeah, coming over!" Shiloh and Mag chirped, climbing on the bed as well and sat besides their brother, staring at me with their bright green eyes as their heads gently tilted to the side.
"Alright, alright," I yawned, placing them off the bed and swinging my legs over to the side, "I'm goin', I'm goin', but you gotta tidy up first, kiddos. Now go." They squeed slightly and nodded, each of them bolting to their room.
I turned around to look at the still sleeping lump on my bed lying besides me. Silent
Problem with DreamingProblem with Dreaming in Short Stories More Like This
I was in my mind, the mirrors floating around in the dark, purple-black space, moving at random. I had no idea where I was going, but I knew that I needed to go there. I stopped as a mirror appeared right in front of me. Looking up, I noticed the name on it, and blinked a few times.
Then I stepped in.
"Jokress?", I asked, a bit unsure.
Seriously, how should I react that I felt needed where the probably most powerful and evil of my characters lived? There was barely heard anything in the Gothic cafe that was her room. I looked around and saw Jokress sitting by a table, face downcast.
That wasn't like her.
I walked up to her and put a hand on her shoulder. "Jokress? Hey, girl, are you okay?"
Jokress looked up at me, golden eyes meeting blue, and she forced on a smile. "Sanna... Why are you here?"
I looked at her, before sitting down by her table. "This ain't like you. You don't usually... Sit like this. What's the matter?"
The woman who was a lot older then me sighed and looked do
B arberB arber in Short Stories More Like This
It was a normal morning. People was getting their hair cut by the towns only barber, while their husbands, wifes or families was at either the Divine Geisha or the Truthful Lolita and ate, drank or chatted.
"I DON'T WANT TOO!!", a yell came from outside the barber shop, from a fully grown man.
Yes, a perfectly normal morning.
The woman was holding her husband in the ear. "Thomas, you have to get your hair cut and I am surely not cutting it! Now come on! James is a nice man, and I am sure it is not that bad! I cut my hair here every time!"
The man shrugged still. "No! Don't wanna! You aren't a man, you don't know how it is!"
Their son laughed wholeheartedly at how his father was behaving. "Come on, dad! It's not as bad as going to the dentist for me!", he laughed. "I mean, it's just to get your hair cut by James!"
"James is the whole problem!", the man cried.
"James isn't dangerous!", his wife scolded him. "He is a perfectly fine man! Now get in and behave!"
The joined forces of
Past of a Sadist - Last PartPast of a Sadist - Last Part in Short Stories More Like This
The time passed fast. Nothing much really happen. Sure, Charlotta and Tina forced Marona out on pubs and such, but there was soon no pub that welcomed Tina as she ate the glasses of the pubs. And Phoebe had multiple times contacted her, trying to get her to marry. It never worked.
Before Phoebes visit Marona had witnessed both for and against Cardwell, being the only "witness" of him almost getting killed by himself. They had of course left some victims alive, but those wouldn't be able to point out Cardwell as the Slaughterer or her as his assistant.
Life was looking good, and Marona reached the age of 31. Her current age.
Marona was sitting in her living room. She was thinking. The door was locked as she didn't want an not-knocking visitor for the moment. The redheaded woman was thinking over her life until now.
She missed her mother, yes, but she had gotten over the sadness. She didn't miss her brother on the other hand, and she really didn't regret killing her father. He had deserv
Truthful NormalityTruthful Normality in Short Stories More Like This
In one of the rooms in the lower levels of the Truthful Lolita two persons where having tea. Jokress and James. Not that they were so much friends, but sometimes they needed each other. It was supposed to be a third person there, but Jokress had ripped out his heart and Clovis was disposing the body.
"So...", Jokress said as she sipped on her tea. "What was it you wanted, James?"
James took a deep breath. "I actually came to ask you of two favors, Jokress", he said as he put down his empty tea-cup. "If you don't mind?"
"What do I get from it?"
One of Clovis' clones burst into the room at that exact moment. "Sistah Jokress! Clone number 4 reporting in! We kinda meet some trouble while trying to take out the trash as you say, sistah, but don't worry, it will be done as true as my name is Clovis! Or, well, I'm not really Clovis, but Clovis Clone Number Five, but I am sure you get the point, an-"
"Clovis!", Jokress snapped. "What is the trouble?"
"There is a man outside, Jokress! Well, I'm
The Surprise PartyThe Surprise Party in Short Stories More Like This
In a purple and black space, a bunch of people was very busy. The Undertaker sat on a coffin that was blocking the door from which their Creator could exit any moment and ordered the others around, gave them things to do. As Olho de Cobra was busy laying layer of layer with illusions to make the surrounding look light, yet dark, add trees and such details, the smell of food and sweets fought of dominance as Jokress, Clovis and Comedy Hat was cooking and baking.
Sam, Daisuke and Kenny was busy pushing all the mirrors into a corner where they bound them so they wouldn't be in the way, as Candy put bowls of candy made by Shai at the tables Jester was creating by controlling reality. Collar and Yuuchi were preparing all the drinks, except for the blood which Vaine was taking care of. The balloons, confetti and other such things where supplied by Randy, and she had the help of Kara, Nine, Nathan, Jonathan and Rachel to put them up everywhere it was needed.
Anthony and Lupin were busy puttin
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"I'm utterly and completely bored", Jester whined as she sat by a table in one of the underground rooms of the Truthful Lolita, stabbing a knife into said table.
It was a beautiful day outside, and a lot of kids were out playing, Jester and her brother Cade the only two who kept in because the other children didn't want to play with them. They were too freaky. Why? Well, one of the reasons was that Cade had horns.
"Can't we go out and do something?", Cade suggested. "Cause trouble or something fun?"
She let out a thoughtful sound. "Well, I don't have any playmate... And there isn't much to do... Why not?" She looked at Cade's voodoo doll as she finished, then she smirked. "I got an idea of what to do!"
Cade perked up. "Really?! Tell me, big sis! Tell me, tell me, tell me!"
She snickered and went over to her brother and started to whisper her plan in his ear.
Not long after the two children peeked into the room their mother were in. Jokress turned around to face them with a small smile.
Trouble in CageTerrance HollowTrouble in CageTerrance Hollow in Short Stories More Like This
Cynthia was in her ghost-like, sobbing state, hovering several meters above ground as she watched Jokress sitting by her desk, writing on a piece of paper while humming her own song.
"Dear little sister", Cynthia whispered as she slowly began to back away. "Dear, dear Caroline..."
Jokress head snapped up, as if she had heard her real name being spoken. She looked around with narrowed eyes, and Cynthia quietly sobbed. The two women listened...
"Watch it, Stitches!"
"Not until you stop waving around that blade of yours!"
"Want me to cut your head of?!"
"Featherbrain thinks Jokress hear us."
"SHUT UP, FEATHERBRAIN!"
Jokress sighed and picked up three voodoo-dolls from the floor, looking at them as they froze in fear. She then shook her head slightly and put them on her desk.
"You three should be with Jessica", the calm ruler of CageTerrance Hollow stated. "You only cause trouble. I don't want any trouble in my home." As she spoke she returned into writing.
"But we were looking for adventu
FollowerThat kid has been following me...Follower in Short Stories More Like This
Olho realised that when she had walked a few kilometers along the road. She had though he would've gone home or collapsed by now, but he just kept following her. She frowned and turned around.
"What is it now then, kid? I have no more apples!"
The boy hurried up to her and grabbed her shirt. "Please take me with you, miss Cobra! I promise to be good! I don't want to go back there ever again! Please, please, PLEASE?!"
Olho stared at the child in surprise. Then she burst out laughing. "You want me to take you with me?! ME?! Seriously, kid, you're something! Don't you have a family?"
"D-dad is hitting me, and mom hates me, and my older brothers are from other men mom been with, and they hate me too", she whispered. "Just... Please..."
Olho was silent for a while. "That is nothing unusual. Humans are cruel."
The boy just kept clinging to her leg. "Please, miss Cobra! I-I'd do anything, just..."
Olho frowned. The kid was really desperate of following
F earThe dark purple-black light hugging the mirrors were pulsing as a heart. It only happened if one thing happened, if the person who... Owned the place got headache. A two meter tall person stalked though the light, though he wasn't fully visible in the big, dark space. The figure didn't stop before it reached a mirror, and stepped in through it.F ear in Short Stories More Like This
"Hell... Hell, hell, HELL!!", the figure yelled. It was a man, and not just any man. The glowing yellow eyes on black gave his identity away. Maferius Alexander Jonathan cussed.
"I should have expected it!", he growled as he stalked through the dark, empty corridors of his home. He wasn't happy, not at all. "I should have freakin' expected it! There was too many clues!"
He didn't stop. He passed door after door, all of them looking exactly the same. He didn't stop until he reached a pair of magnificent double doors. He opened them and stepped into his room. Walking over to a table he looked at the photo lying at it, then he rammed
Tomoko -Updated and Redone-Tomoko -Updated and Redone- in Profiles More Like This
Although Tomoko rarely shows it, she is a kind young girl. She is usually quiet unless she needs to speak. The most common occasions where she speaks in Cageterrace Hollow is the following times: When warning people who are attracted to the Truthful Lolita, sometimes she leaves, only her warning noticed, other times she smiles and suggests the Divine Geisha that is close by for a more different yet exquisite experience of taste.
The few times she speaks to Jokress, not making any effort in hiding her motive. Later leaving with a sweet, childish smile and wishing her a good day.
When she meets the children of Cageterrace Hollow. She sometimes stops for a couple of minutes to play with them, not really caring about the fact that her clothing becomes a bit dirty.
And of course, when she's out shopping for new supplies to the café. She always smiles and speaks kindly to the sellers, so they grow quite fond of her. Although, no one knows where she gets the wasabi and other
Of summer times and heelsSometimes I hate the sound from the pavement.Of summer times and heels in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Click clack from my heels. One step and then another on the industrialized, cold pavement filled with cigarette butts, flat chewing gum and spit. The same sight every morning, the same thick, sickening air of the tobacco sticks. What is so good about them? I'm tempted to give a go and see. But I won't. Not worth the cough.
The school isn't quiet. I use my prejudices to label the people sitting in the hallways as ditchers and bimbos.
My locker isn't needed, I don't have a jacket even though it's cold and damp outside. I only hold my handbag which hurts my wrist.
My heels click as they encounter the floor of rubbery layers in pastel colours turning greyer. Click clack again.
I head out again to watch the construction workers. Portables houses are set up for them to sleep in.
I bite into a seed from the bread of this mornings breakfast which escaped my toothbrush. Exploding in a slightly bitter taste.
"It's gonna be a long short day."
I walk i
OvertakeFinally. I never thought her damn guests would leave. It had been quite a surprise visit when she was just about to leave to travel to the Everworld, when a friend that she hadn't seen for at least two years came over. She had been out of the country apparently Well, now she was in her room. She had just fixed herself up and was about to leave-Overtake in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
May it only have been an illusion, but Hannah all of a sudden felt a pain in her chest. She started to gasp for air. She couldn't breathe; her lungs were giving in, her heart was pounding like crazy. In the back of her mind, I grinned.
For days, I had gathered strength and planned. It was time, time for a straight on attack. I would never say it, but Ring Leader had a great point. This made me look weak, controlling a teenage girl for my survival. So I had decided to prove the opposite.
Hannah held her throat, trying to find a fault at the same time as she was gasping for air.
"W-Wh aat's going O-On ?" Tears had start
A moonlit nightA moonlit night in Short Stories More Like This
The Japanese girl turned to one of her employees. The girl's black hair was put up in two pigtails, and the white dress she wore showed the few figures she had. Her eyes reflected the very sun.
"It's getting late and all the customers have left. I'm turning off the lights and going home." The woman who stood in front of her had long, fair black hair that was let out. She was Asian aswell. The girl whose name obviously was Tomoko nodded in silence.
"Yes. Be careful on your way home." Tomoko told her. The woman nodded and walked into the big, Japanese influenced café that went by the name "The divine Geisha" to turn off the lights and then leave. Only one light was on now, and it came from a smaller room. The small lamp by a desk, which by it sat the café owner. Her appearance showed a girl who could be even less than twenty. She was writing, or rather painting. Calligraphy. She had practiced for 300 years, and yet she never thought it was perfect.
After some tim
Sleeves and GlovesI never take off my gloves when I'm among peopleSleeves and Gloves in Free Verse More Like This
I never take off my sleeves when I'm among people
Since I might see things I don't like
Since they may see something they don't like
When I'm alone I can take my gloves off
When I'm alone I can take my sleeves off
And wonder why the hell I was granted these powers
They are so unnecessary and dumb!
I hate them because I can't control who I'm aging!
I can't control it at all
But when I'm around you and touch you, I do my best to block and ignore any vision of a memory
But when I touch you, you're not even concerned with that I'm unconsciously aging you
You just want me to take my gloves off
You just want me to take my sleeves off
So that we can hold hands and touch each other
When I'm around you, I'm not ashamed or worried
So I don't need my gloves
So I don't need my sleeves
I only need you to forget wha
That one KillThat one Kill in Short Stories More Like This
Onyx stared at the smiling Doctor for a couple of moments. In pure shock, trying to just take in the fact of what he had just told her.
"I said; congratulations, Miss. You are pregnant."
And she stared again. Slowly her jaw started to drop, until her mouth was half open. Her eyes were for once widened and she was completely frozen.
"Thank you Doctor."
And without another word she stood up from the bed she was sitting on and walked out of the room, leaving the man behind her confused and a bit worried. Onyx's steps were loud and nearly in a stomping form as she hurried out of the clinic.
"Pregnant". The word echoed in her head. Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant. She really regretted her current boyfriend. She was going to kill him tonight for this.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT."
She muttered under her breath. The alleyway concealed her weapon well which she needed to leave outside. Quickly she grabbed it and made her way back to the apartment.
After a good while
The Dark Wood Circus.Tonight we will show you the sad fate that some of this world carry. Children that God has abandoned, restlessly creeping out. Children that can't even carry the trembling limbs they were born with. Their shaking tongues even accidentally cry out. Their crowns of their head caress the dark clouds. They smile as they dream of their mother's embrace.The Dark Wood Circus. in Short Stories More Like This
Drop by and see him.
What was this place? She had never seen it before, and not heard of it until minutes ago. The odd children, but who seemed oh so charming and amazing, had given her the flyer.
"Dark wood circus"
Was it close?
She moved the branches of the trees out of her way so her eyes would spot some kind of light. She could only so follow the footsteps of the odd children, who seemed a bit older than her.
There was light ahead! The little girl ran as fast as her small feet would carry her and she soon stood still, her eyes wide with amazement.
The circus tent stood far above her small len
Burnt memories"MIO!!" Loud stomps were suddenly heard throughout the room of the apartment as a young monochromatic woman, around her early twenties and late teens, stormed to a different room and slammed up the door.Burnt memories in Short Stories More Like This
Mio looked up from the magazine she was reading, a bit surprised, at her sister Vivian who was deep grey in the face from rage.
"Did you take my magazines again?!" Oh god, this again Mio rolled her eyes and looked back at her magazine, which indeed did belong to her sister.
"It's not like you ever read them. They just sit on your floor and gather dust."
"It's my collection!! You're not supposed to touch it!" Then she suddenly spotted what she was wearing. "Oh, my god. You're wearing my top too!?"
"It's too small for you, damnit!" Mio sat up on her bed, now ready to defend herself.
"So?! It's still mine!"
"Mom told you that the clothes that no longer fit on you will go on to me!"
"It still fits me, midget!!"
"Oh, of course it does. With that lovely view of your belly but
Shoes on the Snowy SidewalkI once heard she rode a busShoes on the Snowy Sidewalk in Free Verse More Like This
Where everyone looked at her shoes
And she was unhappy
Because in order for her to get those shoes
She had to fail her mother
Prove her teachers all right
Cry countless nights while she recalled the memories
Black stains in her headrests
Her heart dies slow in her chest
A half-moon on her face
But an eclipse in her eyes
There's so much to say for this girl
But she speaks little in cryptic lines
It’s hard to tell
If she can ever feel the time
I saw her out once on the sidewalk
Sitting alone on the snowy curb
But I walked by her
Since this world is New York
Though I never understood
The red webs in her head
Until I saw her on the news
"Young girl, age 16, dead."
Now I sit here and eat my cereal,
Wondering if I had sat down next to her
Would I have saved her,
Would she still be here.
The End of SummerThrough weeks of survivalThe End of Summer in Free Verse More Like This
I’ve seen lions claw their way through my dreams
I’ve watched the hope leave my eyes
and I see each time I age a little more.
Summer is almost over.
Though I walk like water and glide like glass
my head is not fine poetry
but broken thunderstorms and violent synapses
A famous man once wrote a dying man saying,
“My thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations.”
I keep trying to make our stars align
But you keep shooting out to space, crossing all the lines.
I space out.
My thoughts flit like moths swathed in city lights
Oh please take me down to the subway station
so that I may fly
through the ground like a speeding bullet to the Earth’s core
I can gather enough heat
To thaw your cold shoulder.
And if I said I was a process, would you believe me?
Would you take the time to figure me out like a puzzle?
Could you piece together the colors of my beginning, middle, and end
To bring me whole again?
Gen. DisappointmentThe world is a train stoppingGen. Disappointment in Emotional More Like This
starting and leaving people behind at bellowing speeds
Don’t look back or you’ll lose track of tomorrow
Figure out where you’re headed or you’ll be sorry
A quick step up to the plate will change your life forever
Shattering against the floor after a failed balancing act
We’ll always be the ones who live seven days in an hour
Quickly shrugging off the nature of the Time Warp itself
Don’t stop or you’ll regret it like a blind mouse
You’ll never be the same as you were a second ago
This world is teeth smashed into the ground
Telling you you’ll never regret it, you can’t forget it
It’ll numb you to the core, tear you down from the sky
But don’t let it get you down, the stars will catch you
Don’t regret a thing my friend, I’ll be here to save you
I’ve never been the one to leave you behind
Time may go fast like a railroad lit by nebulas
But we’ll always be the ones w
She's TroubleIt’s cold when she wakes up in the morning,She's Trouble in Emotional More Like This
Crawls out of bed and checks the rock on her wall,
Reflecting another trouble in her eyes,
It’s warm when the water flows off her skin,
Down to a place unknown as she closes her eyes,
Allowing troubles to seep and blend inconspicuously,
It’s hot when she stands up in front,
Doing what she knows is terribly, horribly wrong,
Getting rewarded with a correction and a sneer,
It’s cool when she approaches her home,
Running away as troubles fall down,
Feeling little more than the breeze,
It’s warm when she realizes she’s alone,
Quietly snuggling into hugs of fabric,
Realizing she is safe once again,
It’s hot when he’s there,
Telling her there’s nothing left,
And her troubles slide to the rug,
But do not doubt her heart,
For she may be troubled,
But she will always be trouble.
Our TownOur TownOur Town in Emotional More Like This
It could be grace in words that are not said
Or maybe in the nighttime breeze
But each time they understand less
And the world drops a few degrees
She wished she was in yesterday
When she knew what was ahead
It now seems that life is all seams
And she’s using the wrong thread
The world was once as beautiful
As the way she saw her mother
But now we are all older and
We’ve grown apart from one another
A world gone cold and bitterly so
Is a world where she resides
There’s hardly a corner for peace of mind
And nowhere you can hide
It seems things grow faded upon this hill
Where everything seems gray
Where what was once important
Starts to fade away
You can try to keep your human mind
Trust me, many have tried
But it’s something that just weans itself
And then you say goodbye
Goodbye to dresses and baths
To sleeping and waking up
To the food that graced your tongue
And the coffee in your cup
Goodbye to all your loved ones
Who fade away in your memory
It's A Polyphonic Prayer, PalTree branches stick together,It's A Polyphonic Prayer, Pal in Free Verse More Like This
Burn in crackled silence,
Shouting their last goodbyes,
We walk in silence alone together,
Pebbles on the beach together,
Waiting to get picked up,
Or thrown into the water,
Bananas stick together,
Get peeled together,
Wave goodbye when they have to split,
Because they let a good pun slip,
Jungles are run together,
Parrots preen together,
Crazy colors fall to the floor,
Ants build vibrant volcanoes,
Paint is splattered together,
Dreams are shattered together,
Brick walls are smashed down,
Cottages and huts put in their place,
Tin roofs are built together,
Stars are sewed on together,
Young soldiers break our hearts,
But poor acting makes it better,
Moths fly to light together,
Die by electrocution together,
Let’s start an evening revolution,
Dark wings flutter in the dusky sky,
Husky dogs pull sleds together,
Bats dance through the sky together,
We both have fangs,
To defend the other.
The Lord of shadows - Chapter 1 revisedThe Lord of shadows - Chapter 1 revised in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Nire opened her eyes, squinting as the sun spots splashed across her face. The yellow light filtered through the leaves of the large sycamore tree that stood in her front yard, just outside her bedroom window. It was a quiet, peaceful morning, and Nire took her time getting out of bed. Glancing at her night stand the time read 10:30. Not too late, she supposed. Her mother had probably already made breakfast, but Jane didn’t make a habit of waking Nire on the days she slept in.
Sleeping, after all, was not Nire’s strong suit. In fact she was hard pressed to do so most nights, and her nightly routine of preparing for bed was one of exasperating lengths. Last night had been a new moon, which was always a small source of discomfort. Even though she had a nightlight she preferred the blue glow of moonlight washing her room, to the tiny confined glimmer stuck to her wall. It was a bit odd
The Lord of Shadows - Chapter 3 - revisedThe Lord of Shadows - Chapter 3 - revised in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her scream rang in her ears until it was stopped by her abrupt introduction to the ground.
“Ough!” she yelled as her hands and knees came into contact with the leafy earth. Every part of her was trembling, partially from fear and partially from exhaustion as she panted heavily trying to catch her breath. Around her all she could hear was the wind in the trees, and the silence comforted her as she sucked in breath after breath of air.
A rustling broke the heavenly silence and Nire jerked to attention at the sudden sound. She swung her head around from left to right, trying to find the source. Jumping to her feet she turned in place, her heart sped up again as she prepared herself for whatever it was. It was getting closer, but there was no way she could run anymore.
Nire’s heart nearly stopped in her chest as she saw the shape of the bush in front of her shake. A creature suddenly jumped from the bush and stared at her with glowing yellow eyes. Ni
LOS prologue - revisedLOS prologue - revised in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The young brunette lay quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, her breaths short and shallow. Holding her hand gently, the Demon next to her watched as her chest rose and fell, stroking her hair as she slept quietly in the failing evening light.
It had been only 14 short years since this small human girl found her way into his life, and even shorter still since she had found her way into his heart. She looked nearly the same as she did when he first found her crouched inside a partially burnt cupboard, sobbing quietly. She had the same long, wavy, walnut colored hair, the same green eyes, and the same fair skin. Only her skin was quite a bit paler now, as she clung to her last moments.
He pondered for a moment the briefness of mortal life, and how in an instant it could be cut even shorter than it already was. Even though he'd grown closer
The Lord of Shadows - Chapter 16 (revised)The Lord of Shadows - Chapter 16 (revised) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As the chaos in Eastcastle had Lucian frantically trying to find Nire, he could tell that Azael was growing as a threat the longer he was away. Pushing his way through the halls as residents ran to find safer areas, he suddenly felt a presence deep within himself. Nire… he thought as the living darkness of the depths surrounded her small frame.
Suddenly aware of what had happened, Lucian darted towards a shadow as it lengthened along the wall. The sun was nearing the horizon and he would soon have the advantage of darkness.
A large portion of the Southern army forced its way through the gates and rampaged through the city. In Lucian’s absence, Azael’s troops had massacred thousands of the Eastern soldiers and pushed forward to Eastcastle. The sun sank lower, and Azael knew he couldn’t afford to allow the battle to continue into the night.
Reaching the castle gates, Lucian’s t
The Lord of Shadows - Chapter 2 revisedThe Lord of Shadows - Chapter 2 revised in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Morning dawned through the storm clouds that still hung in the cool damp sky, and Nire’s parents readied themselves for work. The power had finally come back on around 4 a.m., and the exhausted brunette slept until early afternoon. When 2 p.m. rolled around, she was still laying in bed, thinking about her sketchbook. She decided to go ahead and call Jen. No doubt her friends would be able to cheer her up.
Not long after her phone call, Jen and Nikki showed up at her doorstep. They had made it a point to bring with them a new list of art related careers each time they got together, and Nire couldn’t help but laugh as the two girls traded off listing as many professions as they could find.
Somewhere after the second page of job options, Nire laughed out loud. “Okay okay! I get it, there are lots of things I could do!” She smiled at her friends who handed her their lists as they wal
2: LoveHere is my voice, whispering words of vicious endearment2: Love in Free Verse More Like This
Down the ears that can hear me but still refuse to believe
It's possible to hear voices in your head, after all.
Here is my mouth, softly tracing beautiful poison onto
The mouth that said my name and then denied me in the same breath
The dead aren't supposed to walk, after all.
Here are my eyes, drilling black holes into your skull and
Bleaching all colour from eyes that are frantically telling you
I'm just a grief-induced hallucination.
Here are the scars in my arms, trace over them and feel the blood
That use to pump so warmly next to you as we lay together in the dark
But now lies cold and withdrawn.
Here are the marks that shouldn't have existed
The ones that took me away from you for such a short time
But you couldn't wait to cover me over.
Here is my love for you, bringing me back to you
Even as my throat tickles and I sense your terror in the beat
That throbs across your throat.
Here is an invitation to join me, so that we
That 3am Phone call3amThat 3am Phone call in Free Verse More Like This
And the dog's going ballistic at the phone that won't seem to shut up regardless of how much you ignore it
And staggering from your bedroom leaving a peacefully sleeping warmth behind you go to tell the phone what time it is
And the voice on the other end of the phone is scary in it's placid calm and suddenly you want to put the phone down
And the dog's going ballistic at the sound of the doorbell that won't stop ringing no matter how much you ignore it
And the blue lights outside the window slowly start to burn a human-shaped hole into all the photographs standing proud
And the policeman makes you a cup of tea from your own kettle with milk from your fridge and sugar from your tin and sits you down and tells you whether you want to hear it or not
And the world turns off the light in your life
My personalityI'm something of a sadist, and something of a saint.My personality in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your wishes will come true but your dreams will have to wait
I'm something of a lover, and something of a lie
I know you've enjoyed it when I hear your pleas to die
ParanoiaLook at himParanoia in Free Verse More Like This
Can you see?
Look at him
Just a glance
For goodness SAKE, what did I tell you?
Let me explain.
He thinks that:
Oh dear, he'll notice your pity even more now.
He's wrong there
It's not true
If I try and shake his hand
He'll only wonder what THEY have planned for him next.
NumbI stand under the blast of the showerNumb in Free Verse More Like This
Hoping the pressure will strip the numb away
But the pounding water on my skin only drives it deeper in
The blade makes my skin leak rubies that I don't really need
So I try to force things like 'love' and 'compassion'
Into the space left behind but they only fall out again
And all that's left is more room for 'pain' and 'sorrow'
To grow and leave me feeling bloated with 'agony'
Painkillers call to me, trying to convince me that everything hurts
But I ignore them while I pity them because
They're only trying to fulfil their purpose,
And without their purpose they'd only be empty capsules of sugar
With no other reason than to rot the teeth that you
Smile so prettily through
Contact with others always left me drained and unable to release any more;
They just don't see what they're doing to me.
It's my heart, damn it, give it back so I can
Entrust the needle and thread to someone else
Who's better at putting me back together
You're too willing to open
Fly with meHe stepped outside and breathed in, appreciating the cold rush of air. The last rays of the sun were vanishing into the distance, and stars were shyly emerging into the clear sky. With his location firmly fixed his mind , he started to run. Slowly at first, and then as his feet left the concrete of the road and met with the grass instead he lengthened his stride. He smiled inwardly as he spotted the hedge. There was a gate just to the left, fairly high, and he angled for that. His mind quickly made a few calculations, his step changed just slightly, and he lifted off. His foot planted solidly on the top slat and pushed him over, his momentum stopping him from pitching over. As he landed on the other side and kept running, he heard a foot connect with the gate and then feet landing heavily behind him. He didn't bother to look behind; he could outrun anyone here, there was no need to see who was trying to follow. He thrust the momentary curiosity away from him - people had learned quicklFly with me in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Christopher's PoemFather liedChristopher's Poem in Free Verse More Like This
He lied, he lied!
I wanted to groan
And bark like a dog
And no one
Seems to understand
My love of maths
And of Toby
People - they don't make sense
And Toby - he makes sense
And mother mother is dead?
No, no she is not
And father lied
I groan and
And I shout and
And I scream and
And I bark like a dog and
And no one seems to understand
My love of maths
Like father does
But he lied?
Should I trust him?
Sandy doesn't mind him
He trusts him
But he lied
I hate lying,
Father knows this more than others
But mother is here
She is safe
She is starting
To understand my love of maths
Siobhan says I should trust him
And I will,
And I will
Disabilities EssayTeenagers do not have good impulse control. Those teenagers with learning disabilities have a lower notion of what is right and what is wrong. A student with moderate to severe intellectual disability that has been suspended six times since starting high school, says that the school isn't giving the proper learning classes to help her with what she should do in certain situations. Schools are not always at fault for suspensions concerning those with disabilities. Most times parents just sit and point fingers; schools that suspend kids with disabilities - or any children - should be supplied with home schooling, at the cost of the school.Disabilities Essay in Academic Essays More Like This
In this particular article, "Parents of Disabled Children Rebel Against Suspensions," the previously mentioned autistic girl was suspended six times since the start of the school year. One of these suspensions was given because the child kicked a teacher. The mother of the child stated that she was "inadvertently provoked." Since many autistic children
Love isLoveLove is in Free Verse More Like This
Is something you can't fight
That unintentional thing
That something you feel
When you meet someone...
That something outside yourself
It almost hurts to feel it
But you enjoy it
Is a lot like lust
It's something you crave
Something you wish you had
Even if when you have it
You wish you didn't
You can't explain it
Can't fight it
You just need it
Like the air you breathe
And the food you eat
You need to experience it,
To explain it
To understand it
To crave it,
When its gone
The Story of This RingThe Story of This Ring in Short Stories More Like This
This ring is his. It's big and won't fit on any of my fingers. I wish I could wear it because it's a very nice ring. It's stainless steel and made by Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.
I figured it was a man because of how big the ring is. I don't know any ladies that have gigantic fingers like sausages, like this man's fingers must have been, to fill a ring this big.
He must like theatre, because I found it on the floor of a recital hall. He must be an older brother, come to see his little brother's play. What other choice does he have? His parents drag him to every single social event his brother attends. In the boredom of the performance, he twisted his ring around and around his finger, pulling it off and putting it on different fingers. As the play was ending he stood, hurriedly putting his ring on his ring finger and clapping loudly for his little brother. As he clapped the ring flew off, landing many rows away. He looked for it after the show ended and the room had clear
Inner Voices: Chapter One"God! You have no idea, DO you?!" I screamed at Iggy, and I instantly felt bad, but the anger was still boiling. I collapsed to the floor, tears falling from my eyes. "You're only in my head, I can't live like this anymore." He knelt down next to me and put a hand on my arm. I turned away so he wouldn't see my tears.Inner Voices: Chapter One in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You're right, I don't," he sighed, "I'm really sorry for relying so much on you. The first time I could actually see again, was when I met you. You made me see again, and I guess I took advantage of you. I'm sorry." He pulled his arm back, and suddenly I wish he was hugging me, like he used to do when I was upset.
"Iggy." I looked up at him, "I don't want you out of my life. I just wish you were in my life more ... I wish you were real." I looked down at my hands, beginning to cry all over again.
"I am real. I'm just in your mind."
"That's what I'm talking about, Iggy!" I stood up in a flash and spun away from him. I crossed my hands over my che