Izzy awoke to the rasping if Tankila's tongue on her cheek. Izzyreached an arm up and pulled the tiger in close to her, her white and black fur was softer then any fabric and her scent flooded over her comfortingly, she didn't even realize her cousins sitting on the end of her bed and almost jumped out of her skin when Sasha blurted
"Oh thank god!"
Izzy sat up, Tanikla on her lap,
"Oh, Hey Sasha, Hey Dana, why are you guys cowering over rme like vultures?"
"Beacause You were thrashing and screaming like you where being attacked last night!" Dana's voice was rushed and she looked like she hadd gotten exactly 0 minutes of sleep. memories of the dream flooded into her mind and she set Tanikla next to her and curled up into a ball, the terror of the story brought salty tears to her eyes and Sasha's hand on her back.
"Whats up Iz? You know you can tell us anything."
"Well..." Izzy gulped away the tears and through a few crying breakouts she slowly told them the dream, EVERYTHING and by the end Dana looked like someone had just given her the biggest math problem of her life and Sasha, well, as usual Sasha didn't have an expression. Izzy glanced up at the time,
"Oh crap we're gonna be late!" Izzy jumped off the bed but Dana just laughed. "Ha! Izzy it's Sunday! remember we went to class before we went to Darkanthia!" Izzzy calmed down, thanking god, the last thing she had the patience or the energy to put up with today was the professors, who, for some retarded reason always wanted to embarrass her or pick on her to prefom a spell of the class that she had never done before and was garenteed to fail. Whatever. She sat back down on the bed realeaved but not before there was a knock at the door.
"I call not it!" Izzy frantically whispered and slid herself under her bed with Tanikla.
"OH me neither!I'll take Toyken..." Sasha hid in a closet and gestured the little wolf into it with her.
"Uhg, nice stck me with it all the time,"
Dana walked over to the door and opened it to see the long face of professor Howolee "Uh, Hi professor..." Even Dana who was taller then Izzy and Sasha had to peer up to meet eyes with the professor. "Er, hello Dana... I got a complaint that there was a lot of screaming last night..." The professor's voice was dark and creepy and Danabit her lip. "Er, uh, sorry about that one of my roomies was screaming in her sleep last night," The professor's eyes lit up with intrest "Huh, nightmares, well okay," And with that the professor was gone and Dana sighed with relief. /izzy and Sasha rose frrom their hiding places and Tanikla tentivly started to wrestle with toyken, of course Tanikla was much bigger, so the little white tiger easily pinned down the wolf every time. Sasha looked gloomy as they all pulled out there laptops and tentatively started researching, they would never give up the search for there moms, all day nothing but research until Dana's shocked gasp sent Izzy zipping over to the computer
" Looks Looks!" Dana almost screamed and Sasha joined them her eyes wide and Izzy felt her spirits lift and a happiness that brought tears to her eyes. It was her.
"Oh thank god!"
Izzy sat up, Tanikla on her lap,
"Oh, Hey Sasha, Hey Dana, why are you guys cowering over rme like vultures?"
"Beacause You were thrashing and screaming like you where being attacked last night!" Dana's voice was rushed and she looked like she hadd gotten exactly 0 minutes of sleep. memories of the dream flooded into her mind and she set Tanikla next to her and curled up into a ball, the terror of the story brought salty tears to her eyes and Sasha's hand on her back.
"Whats up Iz? You know you can tell us anything."
"Well..." Izzy gulped away the tears and through a few crying breakouts she slowly told them the dream, EVERYTHING and by the end Dana looked like someone had just given her the biggest math problem of her life and Sasha, well, as usual Sasha didn't have an expression. Izzy glanced up at the time,
"Oh crap we're gonna be late!" Izzy jumped off the bed but Dana just laughed. "Ha! Izzy it's Sunday! remember we went to class before we went to Darkanthia!" Izzzy calmed down, thanking god, the last thing she had the patience or the energy to put up with today was the professors, who, for some retarded reason always wanted to embarrass her or pick on her to prefom a spell of the class that she had never done before and was garenteed to fail. Whatever. She sat back down on the bed realeaved but not before there was a knock at the door.
"I call not it!" Izzy frantically whispered and slid herself under her bed with Tanikla.
"OH me neither!I'll take Toyken..." Sasha hid in a closet and gestured the little wolf into it with her.
"Uhg, nice stck me with it all the time,"
Dana walked over to the door and opened it to see the long face of professor Howolee "Uh, Hi professor..." Even Dana who was taller then Izzy and Sasha had to peer up to meet eyes with the professor. "Er, hello Dana... I got a complaint that there was a lot of screaming last night..." The professor's voice was dark and creepy and Danabit her lip. "Er, uh, sorry about that one of my roomies was screaming in her sleep last night," The professor's eyes lit up with intrest "Huh, nightmares, well okay," And with that the professor was gone and Dana sighed with relief. /izzy and Sasha rose frrom their hiding places and Tanikla tentivly started to wrestle with toyken, of course Tanikla was much bigger, so the little white tiger easily pinned down the wolf every time. Sasha looked gloomy as they all pulled out there laptops and tentatively started researching, they would never give up the search for there moms, all day nothing but research until Dana's shocked gasp sent Izzy zipping over to the computer
" Looks Looks!" Dana almost screamed and Sasha joined them her eyes wide and Izzy felt her spirits lift and a happiness that brought tears to her eyes. It was her.
This is Amber's sister Molly the fairy of space.
Name: Molly
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Origin: The planet Earth
Mythical Creature: Fairy
Level of Magic: Enchantix
Powers/Abilities: She is the fairy of space, outer space that is. Molly can bring in comets and other rocks into Earth or as an attack.
Personality: Molly is very caring, she loves to help her friends in times of need and will let nothing stand in her way.
Clothing: She wears a light blue tank-top and jeans, her shoes are boots that look similar to Amber's.
Pet: Nope
Background: She was born on Earth as a actress's only daughter, she learned that her real father was Tony Stark and moved in with him and his daughter Amber. The two become good friends since when Molly arrived when Amber was only 3.
Family:
Mother: Dead (died of cancer)
Father: Tony Stark
Name: Molly
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Origin: The planet Earth
Mythical Creature: Fairy
Level of Magic: Enchantix
Powers/Abilities: She is the fairy of space, outer space that is. Molly can bring in comets and other rocks into Earth or as an attack.
Personality: Molly is very caring, she loves to help her friends in times of need and will let nothing stand in her way.
Clothing: She wears a light blue tank-top and jeans, her shoes are boots that look similar to Amber's.
Pet: Nope
Background: She was born on Earth as a actress's only daughter, she learned that her real father was Tony Stark and moved in with him and his daughter Amber. The two become good friends since when Molly arrived when Amber was only 3.
Family:
Mother: Dead (died of cancer)
Father: Tony Stark
Darkness falls around me, swirling at my feet,
the shadows ask me questions, their secrets I must keep...
The coldness that I feel inside, keeps my body numb,
but for the thoughts of loneliness, nothing can be done...
In the fog surrounding me, all conscious thought is lost,
I can not tell what's real or not, my mind's a tangled knot...
I'm full of thoughts I can't retain, all I feel is guilt and shame,
I've begun to feel all hope is lost, someone stop the pain,
I Can See the lies dripping from your eyes in disguise...
The wind blows on my tear stained face, calling out to me,
always it's reminding me of what I cannot be.
I try so hard from day to day, but I can't seem to find my way.
I can't control these thoughts that rise, the torment comes from deep inside...
My broken heart is shattered, a pain that knows no end,
the shards of glass they slice me through, I'm bleeding from within...
Confused and fearful every day, no one deserves to live this way...
the shadows ask me questions, their secrets I must keep...
The coldness that I feel inside, keeps my body numb,
but for the thoughts of loneliness, nothing can be done...
In the fog surrounding me, all conscious thought is lost,
I can not tell what's real or not, my mind's a tangled knot...
I'm full of thoughts I can't retain, all I feel is guilt and shame,
I've begun to feel all hope is lost, someone stop the pain,
I Can See the lies dripping from your eyes in disguise...
The wind blows on my tear stained face, calling out to me,
always it's reminding me of what I cannot be.
I try so hard from day to day, but I can't seem to find my way.
I can't control these thoughts that rise, the torment comes from deep inside...
My broken heart is shattered, a pain that knows no end,
the shards of glass they slice me through, I'm bleeding from within...
Confused and fearful every day, no one deserves to live this way...
~~~ FOR ALL THE PEOPLE IN UNCOMPREHENDABLE PAIN~~~
Black Heart Black Soul
Filthy like Coal
Dark Heart Dark Soul
Not even a Role
Gloomy Heart Gloomy Soul
Left there Broken
On an Abandoned Knoll
Cold Heart Cold Soul
Never a Whole
Bloody, Hurt, Plenty of Wounds
Nobody Heard that Piercing Cry
Leaving Scars
I might as well Die
With my Black Heart and Black Soul
Maybe you will come by
And Watch me Weep
As I zoom in to a forever Sleep
~~~ Anonymous
"A Note from the Author"
Every 4o seconds a person dies from suicde. Decreasing the population. Bloody brutal deaths or easy painless ones. But People will never know how much it hurts. The Depression, Bullying, anything that Brings you down really does hurt. Most of the time you don't even know what the person is doing, and how much pain they are in. I wrote this for everyone in as much pain as i am or even more. May someone wipe away their tears,
Black Heart Black Soul
Filthy like Coal
Dark Heart Dark Soul
Not even a Role
Gloomy Heart Gloomy Soul
Left there Broken
On an Abandoned Knoll
Cold Heart Cold Soul
Never a Whole
Bloody, Hurt, Plenty of Wounds
Nobody Heard that Piercing Cry
Leaving Scars
I might as well Die
With my Black Heart and Black Soul
Maybe you will come by
And Watch me Weep
As I zoom in to a forever Sleep
~~~ Anonymous
"A Note from the Author"
Every 4o seconds a person dies from suicde. Decreasing the population. Bloody brutal deaths or easy painless ones. But People will never know how much it hurts. The Depression, Bullying, anything that Brings you down really does hurt. Most of the time you don't even know what the person is doing, and how much pain they are in. I wrote this for everyone in as much pain as i am or even more. May someone wipe away their tears,
If tears left scars then the world would know who you truly are.
For your tears leave scars and it would show them how much you've cried and been crying.
It would show them your pain and sadness that you always have tried to keep in
But one day you just let it out for know reason...
Maybe it's because your friend turned on you?
Maybe it's because you long for someone?
Maybe it's because the one you want most is breaking you but you still love him in the end?
Maybe it's all of those things...
Or maybe your just hurt and afraid that you can never fix your self again...
If tears left scars the world would know how much pain your truly in.
They would see that your hurt in more ways then one...
They would see the real you...
But until that day comes
I guess people will just have to hide it away...
Fierce & Love
Malmcd
Poem Girl
Mallory McDonald
For your tears leave scars and it would show them how much you've cried and been crying.
It would show them your pain and sadness that you always have tried to keep in
But one day you just let it out for know reason...
Maybe it's because your friend turned on you?
Maybe it's because you long for someone?
Maybe it's because the one you want most is breaking you but you still love him in the end?
Maybe it's all of those things...
Or maybe your just hurt and afraid that you can never fix your self again...
If tears left scars the world would know how much pain your truly in.
They would see that your hurt in more ways then one...
They would see the real you...
But until that day comes
I guess people will just have to hide it away...
Fierce & Love
Malmcd
Poem Girl
Mallory McDonald