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Sleepy Getting Stranded by SleepyGraysCat, literature
Literature
Sleepy Getting Stranded
Hello! Today i wanna share you my real life story. Normally when i'm warming up for writing, i'd write something silly or from my experience. Then, this story came to mind of how i got lost in my own city out of my own stupidity. It's a story i kept telling just for laughs, but also helps me to always be prepared at any time and try not to do the same mistake again. Before i get to the story, i wanna explain something that you might not know. Here in Indonesia, we have all sorts of public transportation. The main stream ones would be planes, trains, bus - of course - but we have a smaller transportation like 'Ojek' which is a motorcycle transportation. Then, we have 'Angkot' a car transport that looks similar to bus. Kinda like mini bus, but van or SUV size. The name means 'public transportation' and it's abbreviated from the term 'Angkutan' which in literal meaning 'to pick up'. Each angkot has different colors that determines the route. Some has same color, but different number.
Set Me Free (Marionette) by Gothpunky, literature
Literature
Set Me Free (Marionette)
Did it ever occur to you
How hard it is to stay sane with what you put me through
Is this just a game
Clearly you see it that way
I never wanted to be your back up
Your fall back
Your second best
But apparently that's how you see me
You know I'm not like the rest
You're back stabbed me so many times
it's a wonder I've survived
You come back and say you've changed
I want to believe it but I can't
I'll give you another chance again
Now we're right back where we started
I'm not going to be your second best
No not again
You're fluent in the language of lies
Which honestly came as a surprise
Because I thought you could be the one
Bu
The Blood We Carry by Sollux-Kid8, literature
Literature
The Blood We Carry
Think of your life, like a freshly bound book.
As the years progress, the cover and binding wear thin.
The blood in your veins, the ink on the page.
It's vibrant and bold, unless left in the sun,
Where it fades and bleeds, from black to pale yellow.
Take the time each day, care for yourself.
Disregard the pains and struggles of the day, and let your own needs take presidencies.
Of course, you can go through each day, slowly letting your struggles build.
But when you have too much to carry, you'll break down and collapse.
I know, I've seen it happen to many people over the years.
I know you think what I say is shit, but I only speak from e
The sky's wrath by 3p1cFa1l, literature
Literature
The sky's wrath
Zorn des Himmels Die Ruhe liegt im Lande, liegt über ihm, still und stumm, kündet leise von dem, was kommen wird Der Himmel färbt sich schwarz, der Wind beginnt zu singen, ein Lied von Tod und Leid, wird zum Boten der Zerstörung Die Wolken ziehen sich zusammen, vertreiben das wunderschöne Blau, das Lied erhebt die Stimme, vertreibt die unheimliche Stille Der Regen peitscht herab, ruft den Wind zum stürmen, zu entfalten seinen Zorn, zu entfalten seinen Hass, zu zerstören dieses Land Der Wind erhört den Ruf, entfaltet seinen Zorn, entfaltet seinen Hass, lässt das Lied des Sturms erklingen Der Himmel folgt dem Lied, entfaltet seine ries’ge Macht, violett und blau fängt er zu brennen an, schickt das Feuer gierig lodernd hinab gleißend hell und doch so dunkel zu bringen diesem Land den Feuertod Das Auge ist geöffnet, der Sturm ist entfacht, gekommen ist das Ende dieser Welt The sky’s wrath Silence in the lands It lies there, quietly, silently Declaring What will come The sky is
Iceberg (People Change) by Aliceandrea, literature
Literature
Iceberg (People Change)
Sorry I'm not a perfect image of who I used to be
You know I've been through alot what more can I say
You thought the old me was who I was going to stay
I hope you know people change
I changed my ways
to become the person I am today
You say it's a shame
but to be honest he girl you though I was
was nothing but a false representation of what lies within my chest
I was being held back but I'm free now and it's all for the best
Sorry I'm not perfect
It's something no one will ever be
but you have no right to say this isn't the real me
You can't even see the tip of the iceberg
every thought, every action, every moment you say
Bring the old me
Horror House (Personal Experience) by TwistedWytch, literature
Literature
Horror House (Personal Experience)
It was about a month since we had moved to our new house and had only just gotten officially settled into our room. My wife and I were staying with her mother to help her out since she was having some medical problems and was requiring assistance with simple household stuff such as cooking, cleaning, and watching the children. So far life was…adequate to say the least, we had the necessities plus had recently gotten cable hooked up in our room. So we really couldn’t complain too much. That is until we cleaned out the closet.
Our closet wasn’t trashed or anything, in fact it was empty. Well, all except for some left over pap
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My Biographical Statement by DarkRose182, literature
Literature
My Biographical Statement
These are the people who we share interest with.
Who we can go to when we hit the wall.
When we need a connection to the outside world.
When we need someone to confide in… And they confide in us.
Who doesn’t judge you on past mistakes, and will allow you to grow.
These people are important to us, they make impacts on our lives… as we do theirs.
They’re our friends…
From the beginning of our life, to the first day of school and beyond, we wanted to be accepted. Not just by our family or teachers… but by our peers. The ones we encounter on a daily basis as we go through life.
Taking that
Just Another Day by TheArcticHuntress, literature
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Just Another Day
Death. For most people, it is an occasion of sadness and grief, anger and tears. It is an event that warrants mourning and the suffering of those left behind. Death is often demonized as a cruel, terrifyingly inevitable fate that haunts us all. Most blame Death for the grief and heartache that they experience when someone close to them dies. But no, it is not. Loss; loss is what truly causes us to suffer.
I learned this when I was 11. My grandfather has just died and we were preparing to bury his ashes. This had not been the first death in our family, and like the time before it, Grandpa's funeral felt just like another day. It was a warm, h
Screaming from Within by ManemArveri, literature
Literature
Screaming from Within
"Scream, shout.
You gotta let it all out,"
That's what they always say.
I mean to,
I want to,
I need to.
But how would a lost,
Wandering, broken soul as I
Do so
If not an ear is lent
To listen to my pleas?
If there's nothing but the wind
To hear it?
Please. I beg you,
Listen.
My Diagnosis by Taqresu650, literature
Literature
My Diagnosis
There is something immensely important I need to talk about. It's very personal, but I really want to get it off my chest. I have Asperger's Syndrome.
For those of you who aren't aware, Asperger's a "high functioning" form of Autism. I'm still as intelligent as most people, but there are some areas I struggle in. I have very poor social skills, I may miss obvious communication cues, I may repeat what I say over and over, I may sound monotone and seemingly act without emotion, I even have trouble making eye contact. I may also have an obsessive attachment to certain subjects, even unusual subjects. I'm clumsy, and have trouble with specific m
The Alley by TheAlexandrianGirl, literature
Literature
The Alley
A memory distant
But not yet forsaken
From a childhood twisted
By lives often taken
A girl taking reading
When from just outside
The wind begins beating
And kids go wide eyed
The teachers all hurry
They lead the stampede
The small children scurry
And young voices plead
Curled up in the hall
The girl hears the screams
The storm pounds the wall
And punches old beams
The teachers run wild
They fail to keep cool
The cries of each child
From torture so cruel
For what feels like hours
The girl cannot cry
One thought overpowers:
"God, don't let me die"
---
A decade has passed
The girl is a teen
She's free at long last
From dangers so mean
He
Falling Down by FlammingEmber, literature
Literature
Falling Down
Throbbing, pulsating beats
Echoing through a cavern like a loud and distant drum
The floor rumbles with each pulse
Shaking the foundations where everything stands
The top comes toppling down
Down
Down
Down
Down until its fallen into the abyss
Throbbing
Pulsating
Echoing beats
