An Eevee's StoryAn Eevee's StoryAn Eevee's Story in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1 ~ First Day
The sunlight shone into the little room of Emmi, a female Eevee who lived on the outskirts of the forest near a small town. Emmi's parents had decided to move here because of problems they were having with neighbors who had concerns about Emmi. Emmi had been born with a special birthmark on her forehead that their neighbors feared were markings of an evil creature. To escape, her parents decided to move away in order to avoid criticism from the community.
Emmi had no memory of when she had lived in her hometown, so she had made friends in her new home. Today was Emmi's first day of kindergarten at the local school in the area, and she was up and ready early that morning because she was so excited.
"Mom! Dad! Wake up! You promised you'd take me to my
An Eevee's Story Part 21An Eevee's StoryAn Eevee's Story Part 21 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 21 ~ Planning
"I can't stand waiting any longer!", the Flareon announced after an hour or so of waiting. Raiu and his remaining group of six had been waiting at the bottom of the hill that Dan lived on since they just missed catching Emmi and Luna in the bushes. Raiu only sat there patiently, questioning what he was going to do next.
There were very few left from when they had started their fight with Crystal and the others, and Raiu knew this was a drawback to his plans. He didn't anticipate to run into Ms. Jade and Mr. Tegalad at Crystal's house, and the result took out many of his friends. All that were left were him, the Flareon, an Umbreon and Espeon, a Vaporeon, and two Leafeon twins. Knowing full well that Dan had a large family, he was hesitant to just jump into battle with him.
An Eevee's Story Part 14An Eevee's StoryAn Eevee's Story Part 14 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 14 ~ Auntie
They had traveled a ways before they began to see a small town at the top of the hill. Unfortunately for Emmi, her leg had given out about halfway and Derek had to carry her up the hill. By the time they got to the top, Derek was having a hard time standing himself. He never said anything, however, and they continued on into the town.
They had no idea where Emmi's aunt's house was, because this was the first time she had ever been up here that she could remember. They slowly drifted off into the center of town, where they ran into a Glaceon that seemed to know her.
"Oh my god!", she shouted as she ran towards them. "Emmi?! Is that really you?! Oh my, I haven't seen you since you were a baby!"
"I'm sorry, but do I
An Eevee's Story Part 17An Eevee's StoryAn Eevee's Story Part 17 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 17 ~ Uncle
Unaware of what was going on back at the house, Derek, Emmi, and Luna pushed on towards her uncle's house in the dark. They had some light from the moon, but that didn't really help much. As they pushed on, however, Luna end Emmi began to ask differently. Derek didn't really understand what was going on, until he noticed that Emmi's mark was glowing. He feared that she might be getting angry again, until he also noticed that something was glowing under the red ribbon around Luna's left ear.
He didn't really know what they glowing meant, but when he had them stop for the night, just shy of the hill that Emmi's uncle lived on, he took the red ribbon off Luna's ear and noticed another mark that looked almost identical to Emmi's, but it was green. He couldn't quite make out what this all meant, until he realized that both marks were of
An Eevee's Story The EpilogueAn Eevee's StoryAn Eevee's Story The Epilogue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey, sis! We're about to leave!", Dan said as he was heading for the door.
"Aw, so soon?", Star called after him.
It had been nearly three months since the incident with Raiu. Star had a melt down before the three of them got home that night, and everyone had decided that she was going to need help getting through the next week or two. After a week or so, she still didn't show signs of getting over it, and everyone realized that they had to stay with her longer. Now, Dan and his kids were getting ready to go, and Star was saddened by this.
"Sorry, sis, but we need to go back to what remains of our house and get everything that survived.", he told her slowly. "After that, we have to find a new place to live. If it makes
Emmi's First ChristmasEmmi's First ChristmasEmmi's First Christmas in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a clear blue sky that first winter morning, and as always, Emmi was up early to play. She had wanted to go outside again to play, but seeing as this was the first snowfall she had ever seen, she was skeptic about going outside. She ran to her mom's room, hoping that she would come out with her to tell her what was going on.
"Mom! Dad! Come quick! The sky is falling!", she began shouting as the door to her parents room opened. Her parents only smiled at her as they took a look outside and saw exactly what was happening.
"Emmi, honey, that was we call snow.", Star told her. "Its what happens around this time of year."
"Wow..", Emmi said as she stared out the window, watching it fall to the ground.
An Eevee's Story Part 22An Eevee's StoryAn Eevee's Story Part 22 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 22 ~ Good Morning
Smoke filled their lunges as daylight broke over the horizon. The children all thought it was something their dad was trying to make for breakfast, knowing full well he wasn't the best cook, but the smoke was to thick for it to have been anything burnt. They all awoke to a start when Dan came rushing into each of their rooms, shouting for them to get out of the house.
By the time everyone was outside, including Emmi and Luna, who before this point had been in a daze and couldn't remember anything, they realized they were all surrounded by flames. Dan immediately looked down the hill, where he saw an Eevee being chased by a gang of eeveelutions. Almost without thinking, him and Andrew rushed down towards the Eevee to help him. As they neared the pokemon, Dan noticed that it was Raiu who was chasing the young Eevee.
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Chapter 15 ~ Explanations
They all sat down at the table. Crystal had gone back into the kitchen to get the food, while Luna was anxiously bouncing up and down on her chair. Emmi and Derek didn't know why she was doing this, but when it came to Luna, they didn't question it. Soon Crystal was back with their food, a huge plate full of special berries that she had gotten from town. She also had a small herb dish for Emmi because of her injury to her leg.
Quietly they ate, Derek and Emmi constantly looking at each other, trying to decide when they should start to talk about Raiu. He was on his way, after all, and there was no time to lose, so when Luna had finished her meal and ran outside to go play some more, Emmi brought it up to Crystal.
"Excuse me, Auntie Crystal? I need to tell you somethi
When I SaidWhen I said I wanted a fairy taleWhen I Said in Free Verse More Like This
I meant I wanted a prince.
I didn't want to be locked in a
I didn't want to be fought by a
I didn't want
When I said I wanted a fairy tale
I meant I wanted to be a princess.
I didn't want to watch a rose
I didn't want to wear the gown
I wanted it
When I said I wanted a fairy tale...
I expected it to end in a
But i never expected it to end like this.
Bipolar DisorderLook over your shoulder. They're watching you.Bipolar Disorder in Free Verse More Like This
Tighten your stomach muscles.
Bounce your leg up and down.
"Are you okay?"
Don't say anything.
Feel it, feel the thoughts melting from your mind.
"What are you doing?"
They're behind you.
Kill them before they kill you.
Please save me.
Crazy. You're crazy.
No one wants you.
Pull the trigger.
"Please tell me what's wrong."
You wouldn't understand.
"Who are you? I don't know you anymore."
I'm a nobody.
I am Bipolar Disorder.
... "I don't know."
Magic WandDragons fly through poison skies, their whispers in the windMagic Wand in Free Verse More Like This
Ladybugs in black sandcastles, scratches on your skin
Hopscotch over quicksand, and a castle made of dirt
Shining silver crowns and dancing 'round in spinning skirts
Bloody, ruined princesses locked up in towers tall
Watching as the prince quickly begins to fall
Slowly, as the innocence does take her darling life
Please do watch now, as the magic wand becomes a knife...
Love AgainHear my worries, fear my criesLove Again in Free Verse More Like This
Dread the whispered lullabies
Drown beneath the spinning skies
Feel the truth you can't deny
Taste the blood upon your tongue
Feel the poison fill your lungs
I am she who lies among
Those who know where things belong
Feel the weapons kiss your skin
Listen to the screeching wind
See my power, watch me win…
And never fall in love again…
Attention Seeker"Attention seeker."Attention Seeker in Free Verse More Like This
As I slide the knife across my tongue
The poison resting in my lungs
Fighting till the war's been won
But you're right, this is all done for fun.
The rope around my neck as I pull it tight
The struggles I face as I die to fight
And slowly, I fade off into a dark night...
Goodbye, smiles, goodbye, light...
Dying, breaking, losing sight
Of all that's proper, all that's bright
With all my strength and all my might..
I mean, I do this for attention.. right?
Sometimes, when I'm sadSometimes, when I'm sadSometimes, when I'm sad in Free Verse More Like This
I remember that one time,
All I had to worry about was
If the bubbles I had blown, were about to
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that one time,
I began to worry about the day that
My childhood would simply
Sometimes, when I'm sad
I remember that some day,
When I'm sitting with my husband
In the old old house... my days will simply
And that day,
The day when my heartbeat is
The day when my breath
Truly gets taken away.
That's the day
When my worries, my concerns, my fears...
CanvasLet her paint a masterpiece,Canvas in Free Verse More Like This
Let her paint a lie
Let her paint a word inside the shining silver skies.
Let her paint a mystery,
Let her paint a sin
Let her paint the things that lie in darkness deep within.
Let her paint a masterpiece
(but this time there's a twist)
Make the brush a blade and let the canvas be her wrist...
I am not a stereotypeSlide the blade across your wrist.I am not a stereotype in Free Verse More Like This
"Doesn't it hurt?"
I can't feel anything.
Punch your own stomach.
Does it hurt yet?
"Why do you do that?"
The pain makes me feel alive.
"I don't know."
"What's wrong with you?"
I'm dead inside.
I'm just depressed.
Stare at your arms.
"What are you doing?"
I just have low self esteem.
I'm just human.
I'm just me.
In My MindI like to talk to my best friendsIn My Mind in Free Verse More Like This
Whenever i'm feeling down.
A precious lick of happiness
From their sweet and lovely sound.
I cry the tears of melancholy
Upon their reliable shoulders
A kiss among my scars
As the night grows colder.
A feeling of pure pulchritude
As our friendship does prove true
Yes, i confide in my best friend
If only you could hear them, too.
go to sleep for the love of godi kind of feel like ripping my face off.go to sleep for the love of god in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
it's not one of those sad, suicidal stories. i mean, if i believed in suicide in the way that means i could do it, then yeah, it would be. but i don't, and i guess you're kind of lucky for that because now you can go to sleep with a clear conscience.
i won't ever tell you about how many pages and books and scraps of paper and unsent text messages and notes on the backs of my hands i've written for you, or how inarticulate you were when you wanted to say how you felt. i won't ever tell you how i wished for a few words that could tell me that i was loved, even a little, and i sure as fuck won't ever say that when you managed to pull a few words together for some girl you haven't even touched, well, i won't ever say that all i feel like doing now is unravelling the skin on my arms, down to the bones, and watch as rivers of red fall out of me like stars.
maybe i'd be beautiful enough for you then. i
glass windowswe are windows,glass windows in Free Verse More Like This
made of glass
in the old houses
of our bodies.
the wood of our
has been dismissed,
and pulled a
into the heat of georgia.
i will miss the
of your hands,
the sun spilling
across your face
and painting your
across the city
i am terrified
to lose you
to the sea,
you and me.
i just pray
to the same god
you believe in
that if our ship
we will each
when someone you loved becomes a memoryi'm interested in things falling,when someone you loved becomes a memory in Free Verse More Like This
and being forgotten.
i like to see
it makes me realise
i'm not the only thing
when i look,
i see passing eyes
roam the lines of my arms,
italian winding roads,
and quickly rush away
into their houses.
nobody likes to watch
if it isn't a crash,
a tragic accident,
an innocent death
at a hundred miles per hour,
but a drawn out,
a condemned building
with cracking windows-
you will always see
the whites of their eyes
as they turn away
so as to never meet
alive, feelit starts with a death rattlealive, feel in Scraps More Like This
in the dead of night,
with a silencer
over your dog's muzzle,
with a gunshot
when you know you're
picture yourself standing in front
of an empty picture frame
forever, you're a photograph.
you don't move.
in the shape of a human being.
picture yourself naked
standing on the bridge between your house and hers,
watching waves undulating like sweaty bodies beneath you.
picture yourself dead.
i bet it's the same as you are now:
working your white-collar job,
forty hours a week, eight hours a day,
you're the boss' bitch.
you do as you're told.
you tell me it's how you make a living.
for your fucking information, this is not living.
you're not alive
if you can't feel.
and i watch you, white collar ghost,
dead like winter and spearmint gum
pressed against the soles and souls,
your numbness is december air,
and you, well,
you can't remember what it's like
so you're not afraid
when you're motionless in
self hatredpull down the shades,self hatred in Free Verse More Like This
the night is alive
and pressing his face
against your windows:
he is back
to take you
sleep.my own bones are making me sad.sleep. in Free Verse More Like This
collarbones shouldn't show like this.
i shouldn't be this dizzy.
i will go to bed,
and wish that you called.
ignore this, bthis is exactly whatignore this, b in Free Verse More Like This
is supposed to happen,
no miles-long limbs
holding back like ropes,
to our own
but jealous hearts
i am a sad bird,
hollow bones weighed down
with melancholy envy,
and heavy air.
i am not in love,
i say, and i am right.
but that does not mean
that i don't love you.
that does not mean
that no unhappy numbers
and shapes will slip
into my mind, broken slumber
and blue sleep.
tonight i will dream
of paphian entanglements
and sweet sorrows
slipping in to contrast.
i am sorry.
i am envy incarnate,
a green eyed monster,
and tell me,
loved a monster?
glass cannoni know what death feels like:glass cannon in Free Verse More Like This
rage in the wind,
coloured grey with smoke
and a face like thunder.
you hung yourself
with your beautiful innards.
god, look at them glisten.
god, look at them shiver.
god, look at you,
your face fading to white
until you look as empty
as you had told me you
now you weren't anything.
now you were dead.
and all i can see --
when i close my eyes,
when i fall asleep --
are the beautiful pink ropes
shimmering in hot fluorescent light
that turned you into an angel
as you dangled above my floor.
frustrateevery time you say my name,frustrate in Free Verse More Like This
i hear 'i love you' in its place.
the insistence on apathy,
the determination to stay neutral,
is a constant stutter.
i want you to allow yourself
to want me,
to tell me what it feels like,
to know what i am.
i have nothing holding me back
but two arms like thin vines
grown on another girl.
she is why i am afraid
to love you
last yeara year agolast year in Free Verse More Like This
at this time
i thought he was going
to kill himself.
he was sad
and i was sleepy
and when he asked me
if it hurt,
i said it depended
and where you bled,
but i didn't think so.
i don't want it to hurt
if i kill myself.
of going to my bench
or cutting my wrists
i don't want it to hurt
if i kill myself.
i went to bed,
and i cried.