"Ghehehehe, you're it! You're it!"
"Whaat? No i'm not, you're cheating Ronald! Cheater cheater!"
"I'm not a cheater! I'm just better then you in the game"
"Take that back!" "Hey! You bumped into me! Now i have to start over again!"
Ronald and Grell ran around the room, bumping into William who was drawing.
The three of them were so young but so full of energy, except William ofcourse who would rather sit down and draw.
"Hey! Ronald, Grell! Stop running! You're gonna fall down some day if you keep doing that!" I said and ran after the two.
"Ofcourse that won't happen! _________ is just too protecti-" Grell chuckled but then let out a 'huh' when he tripped over his own feet.
Ronald let out a gasp and immediately stopped running when the heard a loud thump of Grell landing on the floor.
"Uwaahhh! I hurt my knee!" Grell cried out and started crying.
I let out a sigh and knelt down next to him.
"I told you so"i chuckled and he pouted.
When i looked at his knee i noticed that h
“Dare!” Brea replied excitedly.
“I dare you to let me hypnotize you,” Cora said quickly, trying to hide her sly smile.
“Pfft, yea sure, whatever! You don't know how to do that,” Brea rolled her eyes.
“Alright, then you wouldn't mind focusing on this pendant as I swing it in front of you?” Cora asked, swinging the pendant and quickly grabbing Brea’s attention as she focused with all her might on the swinging object in front of her.
“Go to sleep,” Cora ordered after some time of softly speaking to Brea and swinging the pendant, making her sister close her eyes and slump. “Only focus on my voice, Brea. Whenever
mysterious and newly opened nursery in the local mall. Little does he
know the many surprises that are in store in this 'Young Person's Day-
"Kelly! I won't, you know I'm too old!"
"Of course you're not, now come on!"
"I am, for God's sake, you're being stupid!"
"Keep talking like that and I'll tell Mum and Dad." Kelly
practically dragged her younger brother, Edward, further along in the
mall. Luckily, both she and Edward thought, it was just after opening,
so very few people were around to see them squabble. Edward was 13
years old, well, only just 13, his birthday had been four days ago, and
Kelly was 18 and very nearly late for work.
Edward and Kelly's parents had left town, their company had sent
them to a convention down south and several meetings with "Important
people," as they always said. Not wanting Edward to be left alone at
home during the holidays, they asked that Kelly should find some kind
“Damn, I don’t know if you wet yourself, but there’s definitely a whole lot of poop inside this diaper!” He exclaimed, causing her to mess herself even more. Brea helplessly started to cry, but that didn’t gain her any sympathy from the boy. “Aww! Did you poop your diaper again? Or did you pee this time? It’s okay, you’ll get potty trained some day!” he smirked, then started laughing loudly. Soon, the door was open to reveal Cora, that seemed to forget about her
“Oh well, I guess you’ll have to crawl,” Brea shrugged, putting her ‘baby’ sister down and patting her butt. Cora crawled only to suddenly stop and sit in the middle of the living room. Brea tried to budge but she wouldn’t move, she decided she was too tired to move, although she didn’t crawl a great distance.
“Too twired, mommy! Cawwy me pwease!” she begged, hiding her smirk behind her pacifier. She might’ve become the baby now, but she wasn’t going to give her sister an easy time.
“Cora, if you don’t crawl to the nursery, you’re getting punished!” Brea scolded, but her ‘baby’ wouldn’t take any of it, so she dragged her to the corner of the room then lied her on her back and started spanking her as hard as she can. The spankings didn’t hurt Cora, but feeling the poop get squished
just outside L.A.,
where Jack Be Nimble grabbed his thimble,
outing him as gay...
Little Jack Horner bought Time Warner
before the bubble burst,
though Jumping Jack Flash saw the crash
and liquidated first...
Jack said Jill was taking the Pill
to ward off impregnation;
the Three Blind Mice have lobbied twice
for victim's compensation...
Little Miss Muffet had her tuffet
and Little Bo Peep married a creep;
lamb chops gave him gout...
Jack Sprat's wife went under the knife
for Lap-Band surgery,
then Third Little Pig struck it big
on reality TV...
Old King Cole's gone on the dole,
exposed as a pretender;
while Wee Wil
By: Adam M. Snow
One morn as under a great tree I lay,
Misery held me in its pain-filled sway.
I dreamt of a life where I wasn't numb,
Sleepwalking my way toward the dusk to come.
I felt sweat drops that I thought were rain,
And opening my eyes, saw a man hung in pain.
His feet were crossed and his arms stretched wide;
I could see no life in this man. Had he died?
Arose a voice from the blood soaked tree,
"I died for you so that you are free."
I sat there stunned in my ignorant sleep,
My curiosity teased by a tree that speaks.
I lingered in repose, knowing not what was said;
Clinging to the echoing voice in my head-
"I did this for you."
With eyes of blue-
His head was pierced with thorns claw-like,
And each hand was nailed by a rusty spike.
He calls to me by my name,
I couldn't help it but show my shame.
Words arose from his lips,
As his blood still drips.
His voice so dear,
So pure, so clear;
Spoken once more-
His voice was dear as it said to
"I know, I want it to," Sherlock replied matter-of-factly as the scab fell to the carpet of the nursery floor. "It interests me, see?"
Blood, red and thin, seeped from the un-healed wound in his leg. It had been cut in the first place only four days ago after Anderson had gone on a rampage with an ankylosaurus figurine. In all fairness he had been provoked by Sherlock's attempts to shut him up by placing a Mr Men band-aid over his lips. Mr Happy's smile was ripped in two. Sherlock smudged the blood over his white skin, rolling up his trousers over his knees in order to get a better look. John chewed his lip worriedly.
"Are you sad, Sherlock?" he asked his friend anxiously. He remembered hearing something about people who cut themse
Everyone has weird dreams sometimes. We may forget them soon after waking up, but it always sticks with us for a little bit. I, for instance, once dreamt I was being forced to walk the plank of a pirate ship; when I leapt into the vast sea beneath me, I soon felt like I was a fish instead, swimming without a single worry or care. I have no idea why I dreamt that, or what it meant, but it happened.
This dream, though...I don’t even know where to start. Except the beginning, I guess. I don’t know how I got there, but I was standing in a nursery, with babies all about, playing and having a good time. I didn’t think they noticed me, ‘cause none of them walked up to me to say ‘hi’ or anything like that. The only one who seemed to care about my presence was this one boy. He was brown-haired like me, but had green eyes instead of my blue. The kid had a typical sailor’s uniform on with what looked
Jessie yawned for what seemed like the hundredth time as she continued to memorize her notes. Her final exams were coming up, and she was studying her butt off to make sure she'd get the grades she needed. After hours of studying, she felt like she was making no progress at all which was understandable since she was too sleepy and tired to process any more of the information in her books. But nonetheless, Jessie was too anxious to rest, and felt like sleeping would waste too much of her time.
Her girlfriend, Gabriella, softly knocked on her bedroom door and walked in to see her girlfriend in distress; crumbled pieces of paper and wrappers of chocolate and candy were littering the floor, many cups of coffee all over the place, books were scattered everywhere and the room reeked of a horrible smell. Carefully, Gabi approached the nervous girl and softly tapped her shoulder.
"Jess?" she said quietly.
"Ahhh! Gabi! You scared me,"