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A poem by VShe was my everything.
She was my world.
The reason I lived and Breathed.
To inhale the sweet sense of her
She smelled of the the garden.
Of outside and old books.
she taught me, many things
I was worth it.
I am me,
not everyone is perfect.
I thought she was.
She was sweet and kind.
She was beautiful.
And then I learned.
I am far from perfect.
I remember, walking home
into those doors, prepared
to see her smiling face.
And what I saw,
chilled me to the bone.
Like a flower, raising its petals
to the sun,
just after a spring storm.
Rain drops, fell down,
that sweet porcelain face.
White as the purest rose,
rain fell down,
pass rose red lips,
down, following the curve of her chin,
and dropping free,
landing with a quiet splat
on the wooden floor beneath us.
As graceful as a flower,
she turned, and sat on the chair,
facing away from me.
Like a rose, falling off the bush.
My little Rose,
sat, wilting on the petals,
and I realized,
I had caused rain t
a Look at Vallery Bents from Edvard SnipeI look at her now, tall, slim, her hair tied up to prevent it from going into her face, matured, make-up, walking arm in arm with Jason, and all I can do, is think, of all the time that has passed.
I still remember the day when John and I found her in that alley. Torn clothing, hair hanging loose, bruised and battered, only ten years old.
I remember the look on John's face, when he fell in love. Not romantic love, that was proven when he pulled her into his life as his partner and daughter.
I remember I didn't like her, her cocky attitude, how she seemed to know exactly what to say to get me mad.
And then she would fight back, until John yelled at us both.
I remember how well she got along with Stephanie, they were friends no matter the age difference.
Vallery I noticed wearing make up then.
She looked nice. But she still annoyed the hell out of me,
She managed to prove her own on Paul's farm. Fighting till near death. Showing she could help others as well, as looking after
The Scarecrow and The Artist Chapter 6She sat there for what might have been an hour.
April had moved her chair behind the professor to watch what he was doing. It had been slightly scary, especially when she had first moved, he had yelled at her.
After deciding she wasn't going to do anything, he had let her watch. Most of it had been boring, but every once and a while, there would be a small reaction with the chemicals, a color change, a small vapour, once there was an explosion of bubbles.
"You're breathing down my neck again." He snapped.
April leaned back again, only to lean forward to see what he was doing.
There was a knock on the door and they both turned. The Riddler stood in the doorway. He looked at the two of them, before clearing his throat. "The news in on."
Professor Crane placed the vials back, tiding up the small space. He took the small key to unlock the shackle and stood. April watched as he unlocked the chain, nut instead of the one around her ankle, he unlocked the one around the table leg.
Both he and
Kill Them AllKill Them All
Watch Them Burn
Fuel The Fire
Laugh With Hate
Feel The Joy
Hear Them Scream
Love Their Fear
Reject Their Hand
Kill Them All
The scarecrow and the Artist chapter 5Jonathan turned around in his seat to take a look at their captive. She was laying with her head on the desk, pencil falling out of her hand, and snoring slightly.
He sighed and pulled his mask off, and ran his fingers through his hair. It was about time she stopped crying, they didn't kidnap people, Jervis and Eddie had only kidnapped people before, Jervis had kidnapped Alice and Eddie had kidnapped Mockridge, but neither of their victims had cried or had a mental breakdown.
Jon had put up with many breakdowns, but he was always gone before they recovered. This April girl had them out of their comfort zones. Far out of their comfort zones.
After ruining his mixtures, he had decided he disliked her, but then she had managed to insult Eddie and earn sympathy from Jervis, he decided, he didn't know what to think.
He was jarred from his thoughts as the pencil fell from her hand to the floor. He bent over to pick it up, wondering what she had been doing with it. He turned back to his work
The Scarecorw and The Artist Chapter 4April opened her eyes, feeling her sinus throbbing. She blinked, wooden panels blocked her view, and she realized that she was sitting with her head on a desk.
Being calmer with out the constricting ropes, she sat up. She moved her neck, her shoulders, extended her and bent her abdomen, seeing no damage.
Then she remembered the cold around her ankle. She looked at her foot and her eyes widened at the sight of an iron shackle around her ankle.
She blinked. They had chained her to the table leg. "They chained me to the table..?" she whispered to herself. She slammed her head down on the desk's hard surface. "I'm chained to a table. I'm kidnapped, chained to a desk, locked in a room, kidnapped." She repeated. "I've been kidnapped, kidnapped by three men men, INSANE men!"
"Wrong!" A voice said behind her. She whirled around to see who had spoken.
The Riddler sitting crossed legged on the bed, his hands steepled over his cane and his head resting on them. "Insanity, is a mental di
The Scarecrow and The Artis chapter 3April groaned and opened her eyes.
Her head hurt so much that her vision was blurry. She lowered her head, the action slow and heavy as if she was moving through water
She went to move her arms to cradle her head, but something restrained her.
She blinked, bringing the room into focus. She sat facing a wall, so she craned her neck to take a look around.
The room was small and cluttered. An unmade bed sat in one of the corners of the room, while the rest of the walls were lined with desks. Some desks were bare, others stacked with paper, and others filled with lab equipment. Beakers, vials, burners containers, some with powders and chemicals, while one or two had a label stating compressed gas.
A chalkboard took up one wall and the rest had paper thumb tacked to it. Both covered in equations, diagrams, notes and scribbles that made no sense to April.
She was sitting at one of the bare desks, tied down with a rope over her arms and torso. She started panicking when she remembered the thr
TAAOJAD CH 6 Skulduggery, Sherlock, Harry and JohnFour men sat at the kitchen table playing a card game. Each one had something in common. They all were detectives. And they all wore fedoras, suits and trench-coats. Although, each one had something particular about them.
One of them, his fedora was short, sitting at a jaunty angle, with a wide brim. His suit wasn't expensive, almost as if, it was just a work suit. His trench coat, perfectly normal say for a few patches on the elbows
His name, was Detective John Bones.
Another, his fedora was tall with a short brim, pushed back on his head. His suit and coat, was old fashioned like, with small tears around the seams.
His name, was Inspector Sherlock Holmes.
The third, wore a finely tailored suit and lose trench coat, covered in mysterious stains, best quality. His fedora short but with a wide brim, pulled down over his eyes.
His name, Detective Skulduggery Pleasant.
The final man, wore a suit, that was almost blast to pieces, and full of burned holes. His pants were in-fact replaced by
The Scarecrow and The Artist Chapter 2The three men looked down at the flailing and screaming girl that the Scarecrow had just fear gassed.
Jonathan Crane looked back at his colleagues. The Riddler and The MadHatter stood behind him. Edward Nygma watched as the girl starred at nothing, green eyes filled with unseen terror. He gave a small disturbed shudder.
"This wasn't part of the plan." Jervis Tetch commented.
He looked from the girl to Jon. "What do we do with her?"
"Leave her." Edward said, grabbing Jon's upper arm. "The screaming will attract someone."
Jon shook out of Edward's grip. "No. It's only a mild dosage. It'll ware off within an hour or so. She could go the police" He looked back at the girl. "We'll kill her." He held out his hand. "Tetch, hand me your pistol."
Jervis went for the gun, but Edward stopped him. "No, that'll leave a bullet. They would track the bullet to the gun, and that's all the information The Bat needs before he'll be on our tail."
"We could always try strangulation." Jervis said, already k
Faith of the Heart-Pt 3-Ch 25Faith of the Heart
Part 3: Chapter 25
THE TRUTH IS OUT
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Hour by hour, Marina, Goofy, Panchito, and José helped get Ariel's surprise present from the shipwreck all the way across the reefs. They had some help with a few sea turtles and some dolphins like Flounder said, but it still took some time. It was such a heavy gift that it took the whole day to get it close enough to the secret grotto.
After excusing the turtles and dolphins when they were outside the cave, the gang took a short breather. Once they had a long
Metamorphosis (Chapter 18)
“What did you just say!?” I gasped, unable to believe my ears.
“I said that if you’ll calm down and come with me, I might know how to turn you back.” James replied. I quickly climbed off my bike and ran over to him, grabbing him by the shoulders. I glared into his eyes with so much intensity that he must have been intimidated, because he started to back up a little.
“James…I swear to God above that if you’re lying to me, I will never forgive you.” I growled.
“I’m not lying Chase! I mean it!” James said. “If you come with me, I might be able to help. I can’t make any promises…but we gotta try right?” I felt my knees going weak and I almost collapsed from the delight I was feeling. It was as if all the depression and fear I had felt was being lifted from my aching shoulders.
“Oh my God…I could be a guy again!? You mean it!? I’ll do whatever you say! Just tell me what to do!
A Big Bet(Part 1)This is a story about a girl named Nicole.She was a normal teenager besides the fact her mom died and she has a stepmother that hates her guts.Her stepmother was a pig name Monica.Monica didn't like Nicole being skinny so she had a plan.She was going to place two hundred dollars on the table to see who could eat the most over her dad's business trip.Nicole's dad was going to be gone for a month and a half so that should work pretty good she thought.Though Nicole was sweet and nice she couldn't put down a challenge.
Summer had come and Nicole's dad was off on his flight."Nicole come down here!"yelled Monica.Nicole came running down the stairs to see a hundred two dollars on the table."I bet you over your father's business trip I can eat more but the catch is you have to wear the same clothes for each week."Monica announced.Without thinking Nicole exclaimed"Your on!When does this start?"Monica pulled out plates of food,cooked and ordered by fast food,"Now."
Nicole dug in fast.Going for t
Abducted School route C part 5
Day 20 (dream)
The last conversation continue but was less awkward than before, until something or more someone came out...
“Hey look like you are having fun” said a voice that was behind us
This voice... I couldn't forget it, we turn around and see her... Rose was standing there
“Rose!” yell Violet as much surprise as I was
“Wha.... what are you doing here!” add Lillie
“Oh, I was just passing by when I receive a call from one of my friend saying you would not mind my visit” said Rose
“A call from... no” I said looking at Lotus
She look down avoiding any eyes contact “I'm sorry...” was the only words she said, but it was enough to make me feel like the most stupid person on earth...
“You traitor!!! How could you!?” scream Lillie, pissed off
“She was just following the orders, don't get angry at her, but I have to say that I am a bit proud of the plan I made... even the great strategist Violet didn
The Shadow on the High Seas (Ninja vs Pirates)Golden Age of Piracy, pirates of all kinds sailed the seas in the year span of 1700s, which they ranged from all kinds of people from Black Beard himself to Captain William Kidd. They sailed the seas high and low plundering any ship or town they came across.
On another sunny day, which the seas were calm and easy to sail the One Eyed Pirates sailed the seas looking for their next plunder. The men were either scrubbing the decks, slacking off or watching the horizon for anything of value to go after. Soon the door leading to the captain's room flung open and out walked Azure Hair Shanks. His hair was a bright flaming red color with his left eye permanently shut from a sword wound, and a black and golden coat was draped over his shoulders wearing a black and red outfit under it with black boots. He took several loud steps forward and took in a deep breath of salty sea air before exhaling.
"Avast me hearties, today be another joyous plunderin' day!" Shanks cried out which was met by the j
Community Service (GT): Chapter 4Emily’s POV
At first, I tried to hide the sobs overcoming my body, but they kept coming. My breathing hitched, tears messily flowing from my face. I heard the giant stutter and mumble something, but I wasn’t able to hear. It was always embarrassing to cry in front of someone—even if that someone was a giant out to hurt you. It was weak. I couldn’t be weak— I had to stay strong, protect myself, survive. That’s the only way to last in this world. The weak disappear, their minds strayed away from their bodies—I had seen it, the simple way people would curl into themselves, lost to the world in an attempt to forget.
But I couldn’t forget: the dull, constant ache of pain, the hunger biting away at my bones; the fear, the jeering laughs. I couldn’t tell if this remembrance was a blessing or a curse. It plagued my dreams, forcing me to relive the past, always lingering in the back of my mind. It kept me aware, careful.
But I was stu
Expanding Your Horizons Ch. 1Chapter 1: Freshman Fifteen
College is such a curious time in life. As much as many like to say high school is the turning point of maturity, what do they know? High school is just working from report card to report card and pretending you’re an adult by driving your dad’s old car and flipping burgers to get minimum wage on the weekends. College is when you actually become an adult, the apron strings being cut as you train in school for a career you hope to have for the rest of your life.
This coming of age story begins in a college. Bayan East College, to be precise. A darkened room on the north side of Bayan East.
In the room sat two figures. They sat opposite each other, staring in contemplative opposition.
The taller man was sitting backwards in his chair. He looked like the typical sort one expects to play the role of a mad scientist, black hair a mess, white lab coat permed and pressed, ending in black slacks, and a somewhat crooked, yet kind, grin. The three days
DmC Dante x Reader: Second Chances
Part 8: A Nephilim's Tears!
(Name)- Reader or OC
(h/c)- Hair color
(e/c)- Eye color
The wedding was a small one and not by your choice; Dante wanted to be on the safe side if not too many people knew of the baby and you and him getting married. He even told you that it just rile Vergil up and attack you more and you understood him clearly; you twirled the ring on your left ring finger as your other hand rubbed your stomach, feeling the unborn child within you. Kat was beside you as you two spoke of the baby. "I've never seen Dante this ecstatic. I mean, yeah at first he seemed nervous but look at you, (Name), already five months pregnant. Where does the time go?" You shrug and say, "I know. Dante doesn't want to admit it but he's glad to have a child" You look away from her and say, "But Vergil-" Your voice got choked up, fearing the baby wasn't Dante's but his twin brother's child; it made Kat look at you and say in a
Chimera Chronicles: Frosty Festivities Part 1
Chimera Chronicles: Special Episode I: A Festive Soccer Game
“I really hate to sound like I’m stupid or somethin’, but what in tarnation’s a ‘soccer’?”
The ice cold room filled with a sudden silence, its denizens stunned by her admission of her lack of knowledge concerning the game of soccer. With everyone staring at her in disbelief, the fringed jacket-wearing Delibird tensed up in her seat, fearing she might’ve said something that might get her feathers plucked by her fellow Explorers. Thankfully, the only thing she got were a few rolling eyes from the other Pokémon in the room and a reassuring pat on the shoulder from a tie-wearing Floatzel by the name of Cassidy.
“Don’t sweat it, Delilah,” he said, watching from the corner of his eye as a female Braixen with an orange shaded neckband raised her hand, “We can teach ya all ya need to know about soccer in no time!”
A sudden craving
Lucy sat bolt up right in the chair, her chest heaving. She had fallen asleep in the chair.
Hicks looked at her from the other chair. "You alright?"
She breathed slower. "Yeah."
Lucy looked into the fire place at the burning wood. "Vampires." She stated.
Hicks gave her a grim look. Lucy stood and looked out the window by the front door. It was pitch black outside, making two glowing yellow orbs stand out. She let out a gasp, only to realise that it was the reflection of two lit candles in the room on the table.
Hicks walked over to her. "What's the matter?"
She looked at him. "I thought I saw something." She whispered.
Hicks looked at the window and saw what she saw. "You thought you saw him didn't you?"
Lucy looked at the floor.
Hicks wrapped his arms around her and pressed her into his chest. His sent filled her nose. Sweat, dirt, booze and the faint aroma of after shave. Unlike the smell that still haunted her. Sweat, dirt, death and blood.
Lucy closed her eyes and retu
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
longdead leafa longdead leaf
burnt brown in the depth of green
cups a handful of fresh water
a leaf left behind
holds something of worth
forgoing death with its dead body
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