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Article by Firewriter posted 6 days ago
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This is a new book I've been working on to help channel my PTSD. Any feedback would be much appreciated.
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Chapter One
Underground

"Get back up to South Sector now!" A man's gruff voice boomed from the walkie-talkies clipped to the belts of the grey and olive green camouflage uniforms of the handful of guards. The harsh command reverberated in the deathly silent area as an individual stealthily crept through the heap of lifeless corpses which gazed emptily at him as he reached for one guard's static walkie-talkie. Sighing heavily in exhaustion from the fight he had to put up, he kicked at the brown, dusty, dirt ground of the containment camp with his black boot while tinkering with the frequency of the black, battery-operated device. The freshly arising aroma of death filled his nostrils as he squinted to observe his surroundings beneath the dim street lamps that were planted ten yards apart around the whole compound. It was amazing that they had electricity out here. He wrinkled his nose at the unpleasant stench as he glanced briefly at the rivers of blood that flowed from the mass of bodies whose lives he had ended. They were the...
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Article by Drxmarxma_101 posted 19 days ago
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The doors have opened for all to come
The stage is darkened, all you hear is a distant hum
When all have seated the center light turns on
There stood a man in a long over-sized robe
His hat, his beard, his tiny eyes
Scan the room as the back people rise
With a smirk, a loud pop is heard
A dark gray cloud of smoke fills the room

In the center of the ring five people align
One's bearded, one's horned
Another is broken, and the last two conjoined
Gasps and widened eyes light the room
Each unique human just stand there showing no fear
A little child begins to clap
Followed by others when the five creatures collapse
All begin to hum that same very tune
The tune of death, the tune of Sin
A mere chuckle is heard from afar
That same bearded man was one of the stars
Soon again the gray cloud forms
His whole body is being transformed
Horns appear on top of his head
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Article by liviabutterfly posted 1 month ago
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Chapter [#2]

Narrators POV

An old man in a cloak walked into the neighborhood in which Olivia lived. Everyone stared at him as he walked around.

Olivia's POV

I smiled brightly as I dived into the ocean, "wait up!!!" Oliver laughed as my five brothers ran after me with surfboards, buggy boards, buckets for picking up sea shells, and dad brought out our special maid sandcastle buckets. They were big and made the best structures ever!!! Plus our family is known for our sand castles/structures. I smiled and dived down, feeling the salty cold water against my skin, it's the best feeling ever. When I got up to the surface my family wasn't there, I got out of the ocean and looked around. Then a man in a cloak came up to me, "Can I help you?" I asked slightly shaking a bit. Not because of the cold feeling you feel when the air blows on you after getting out of any body of water, but because of the fear I was feeling. He walked up closer to me, I dived into the water, and swam out to sea. Then I saw a fin, a shark fin, I screamed and swam back to shore. I was lucky I lived, I ran to my house but let out a loud scream when the man grabbed...
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Article by liviabutterfly posted 1 month ago
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Chapter [#2]

Narrators POV

An old man in a cloak walked into the neighborhood in which Olivia lived. Everyone stared at him as he walked around.

Olivia's POV

I smiled brightly as I dived into the ocean, "wait up!!!" Oliver laughed as my five brothers ran after me with surfboards, buggy boards, buckets for picking up sea shells, and dad brought out our special maid sandcastle buckets. They were big and made the best structures ever!!! Plus our family is known for our sand castles/structures. I smiled and dived down, feeling the salty cold water against my skin, it's the best feeling ever. When I got up to the surface my family wasn't there, I got out of the ocean and looked around. Then a man in a cloak came up to me, "Can I help you?" I asked slightly shaking a bit. Not because of the cold feeling you feel when the air blows on you after getting out of any body of water, but because of the fear I was feeling. He walked up closer to me, I dived into the water, and swam out to sea. Then I saw a fin, a shark fin, I screamed and swam back to shore. I was lucky I lived, I ran to my house but let out a loud scream when the man grabbed...
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Article by liviabutterfly posted 1 month ago
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Chapter [#1]

Number one description:

Okay so I'm this chapter it will be talking about the lives of the characters. So you can get a bit of background before I get to the true part of the story!!!! 😊

Love,

Liviabutterfly
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Olivia jones:

Olivia is a girl that lives with 5 other siblings, she's the youngest. Olivia is 16 and has 5 older brothers, Oliver, Owen, Oscar, Olly, and Omar. They live in a happy home down near the beach, so they Jones family's favorite thing to do is go on a boardwalk, swimming, laying out in the sun, collecting seashells, playing in the sand, just anything that has to do with the beach. And plus the beach they live near is a private beach that they own, no one else but the friends they bring over can go into it and have fun. Now comes to her personality:

• outgoing

•loving

• sociable

• friendly

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Article by kpaw05 posted 9 months ago
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I don’t want to get up. Why would I even think about it, at four AM on a Saturday? I don’t know. Something just calls. Scorpio, it whispers, Come to me. Come to me, and you will be free.
    Who are you? Where do I go? I call out sleepily. The shout is only in my head, but I feel it goes out into the darkness all the same.
    You will know, Scorpio. You will know what to do. Go to the river, it beckons. So I teeter down the stairs, fully clothed, in a dreamlike state.
What kind of crazy person am I? I ask myself. Not an unreasonable question, considering I’m going to a river because a voice in my head told me to. This is the kind of thinking that sends you to an insane asylum. But still, I plod forward, opening the door quietly, and stepping over our threshold. Barefoot.
Wandering down the street, I see the moon shining over me, above me, in the sky. I am following the moon, closer to the universe than ever before. Soon, I am standing on the top of The Bridge Over Skywater.
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Opinion by FalliNgSparks posted 9 months ago
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Here I spread the colors of my life

They sound like a tune of fife


They always closed me in a dark room

I put on my headphones, enjoyed & played the boom


It's so boring to just see the sky

Today I decided I'll go and fly


Eveyones mind is full of depressions

But mine is full of imaginations


I changed the dark night into shining sequins

And the heap into beautiful fragrance


I don't want you to make my hair a mess

Cause I'm wearing the tiara to be a princess


My passion, my obsession, my desire

Don't interfere in between or I'll blow you up with flames of fire
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Article by Tasfee posted 10 months ago
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PART 1- LETS HAVE A RANT

Hi. So yeah, from the title I think you've gathered this story is about .... well let's just say a problematic 19 year old struggling to find a meaning in life.

If you're a typical "Caucasian" you'll never understand the things we "brown people" have to face. Over-protective parents are just the start. The kinds of people are totally different. The type of "cheats", "betrayers", "heart-breakers".

Being born in a place 2% of the people worldwide knew is just the start of a slightly difficult life. For now, lemme just summarize my life for you. I'm a 19 year old girl living in a tiny part of Asia. Now Asia doesn't only have China, Japan and Singapore you know. Besides that, here the system for things is completely out o' this world if you know what I mean. In Europian countries or any part of America or Australia where the education system is in actual words "fair" and "fruitful", in the place I live education system is...let's face it, A SHAM. Not being a horrible person here, but it's the truth. In those places where people depend on books and methods and long nights of studying to pass and do...
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Article by zanhar1 posted 11 months ago
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It’s raining. Not like a hard rain or anything. Parker makes his way downy the highway with determination and a degree of speed that might not be exactly legal. But he isn’t going alarmingly fast. He maneuvers his car–a rather stylish Dodge Viper–into the fast lane. It isn’t the latest model but he has it painted a sleek purple some shade in between light and dark. After successfully making his pass he get back into the right lane. He’s behind a Chrysler Pacifica with a collect of bumper and window stickers.

From this he deduces that the driver is probably a soccer mom or an unfortunate son who is stuck using the car. He knows that the dad is still in the picture, helping to raise three kids–a teen boy, a young girl, and a baby girl. They have a dog. Based on the bumper sticker in the left hand corner it’s a shih tzu. He likes shih tzus well enough, but prefers bigger dogs--maybe a pit or a huskie.

Parker turns the volume up. Lil Peep's U Said plays nearly at full blast. He knows that he's probably annoying other drivers with the overload of bass. But he can't help it, other than the rain, its a nice day. The warmth and the gloom almost...
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Opinion by zanhar1 posted over a year ago
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You hear a lonesome bird call as you wander out of the forest. It is dull and misty. The sky is concrete, you can taste rain in the air.

Fell it on the breeze.

But you don't care, you keep waking. Walking into the opening where the trees grow ever more sparse. Where the woodland meets the grassland and all that remains are the twigs and trunks the forest had coughed out. Your bate feet slide over the greenest dewy grass. And here you arrive with a sense of peace despite the chilly drizzle that has just begun to fall. A few more steps have you standing in the center of an earthy ring. You are surrounded by stumps of all shapes and sizes. Some are spindly, white, and knobby with think fingers that seem to swirl the mist. Others are thick, rough, and deep brown. Some are smooth and tan and seem to reach the sky as if they want to touch the stars as badly as you do. And others have been tampered by the faefolk. These are mostly the tall and tan ones. They carve intricate and swirly runes into them. You haven't learned to decipher them. And at the topmost part of the tree, wood of other trees (pine, willow, fir, and birch) are tethered in such a fashion that...
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Article by zanhar1 posted over a year ago
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Really old thing I dug up. Because I was reminded of it.

Elise stood before two paths. Upland trail, read the sign, rickety and made of moss eaten and decaying wood. And Downback Thickets, indicated its sister sign.
What a lonely, bleak place, Elise pondered. She looked skyward. The surrounding trees were rather intrusive, blocking her view of the foggy-quartz sky.
She nudged at a rock with her big toe.
Her big toe?!
“Where are my shoes?” She muttered aloud. When had she lost them? How hadn’t she noticed the mud squishing between her toes? She looked over the ground.
No sign of her Uggs anywhere.
All she received was an indication of rain; ground spotted with queer puddles that seemed to ripple in the chilly wind and stand still all at once.
She spotted a backless bench—made from the same semi-rotten wood as the signs. It rest beneath an autumn licked maple tree.
The great maple still had a full crown of leaves.
Deep orange.
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Opinion by FalliNgSparks posted over a year ago
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The girl I saw had a pure soul
Her eyes sparkled like a precious stone

Her heart was much golden than her hair
her charming hair flew in the air

.......But I knew she had an aimless life

Every part of her body was filled with an innocent tear
But I made her comfy and told her dear,

nobody is useless.

As she heard this,
every part of her body went fearless.

In a hand I saw a pearl...
& that hand was of the blonde girl.
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Article by DisneyGirlFan0 posted over a year ago
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Ever wonder what the Disney princesses look like in real life? Well, now you can! I looked through many pictures of women emulating Disney princesses or just Disney females in general and found many that looked almost real! I picked from the ones I thought looked most like the character, and I was astonished at how well these people made themselves resemble those characters. So, be amazed at how much these women look like the character they are portraying and enjoy!
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Article by kingcesar67 posted over a year ago
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On the bus, I had to sit next to Natalie. Natalie was a little too friendly... especially towards me. When nobody was looking she mind controlled me and made me kiss her. "Focus Natalie!" Chantal always said when Natalie started to flirt. Natalie scowled at Chantal then said, "You're no fun Chantal." Chantal responded by saying, "Damn right I am! Please stop flirting with him." Natalie smiled then said, "Why? Do you like him?" Chantal glared at Natalie then said, "Not in the way that you do." Natalie smiled for the second time and said, "Then why can't I have him?" Chantal responded. "Because we've got bigger problems to worry about. Finding boyfriends should be the least of our concerns. If he's available at the end of the war, then you can have him. Unless he doesn't want you." Natalie looked at me then asked, "Do you like me?" I stood there silent. Chantal smiled then said, "Cesar is 16. I doubt he has an idea of who is spouse will be." Natalie looked at me again then said, "Do you?" I responded by saying, "Not yet." We got off the bus and later through in the day, I sensed a strange aura emitting from a guy with rolling book bag. He had black, straight hair and he was reading a...
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Article by kingcesar67 posted over a year ago
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I looked at Chantal in a slight mixed feeling of confusion and fear. My confusion was towards everything that just happened about five minutes ago and the fear was also towards the fact that there is now emerald-green fire currently emerging throughout my entire body. I then asked Chantal for clarification. "What's going on here?" Chantal stood up, reached into a satchel, which I didn't notice she had with her until now, took out a spray bottle and sprayed the both of us with it. "Whoa! What are you doing?" Chantal smiled at me and then responded to my question. "I sprayed both of us with a healing potion. All of our wounds should heal in the next five seconds." Then all of a sudden, my scrapes and bruises healed. "That's so cool!" I said excitedly. Chantal smiled at me and said, "Let's go inside. Mom is probably finished with cooking dinner. But tomorrow, we have to go to school. We'll have plenty of time to talk during school and possibly some time to train you at home." I said, "Okay."
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Article by Firewriter posted over a year ago
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People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a knife in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
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Article by kingcesar67 posted over a year ago
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I was terrified that Delilah had found me. "Oh no. Not her." I thought to myself. I turned around quickly to see that Delilah was right in front of me. "At last. We meet for second time my child." Delilah grabbed my arm and said, "Come with me! We have much to work on." Then, out of nowhere, a dagger was thrown at Delilah's shoulder. "Ugh!" Delilah's arm was now dripping with her blood. "Curse you terrorist!" She screamed. Chantal was standing there with her sword drawn. She then said, "Leave him alone witch!" Delilah smiled, then started to taunt her. "Do you honestly think that you can protect him? He'll be mine soon Chantal. You might want to back off now, while still can." Chantal, now getting agitated, said, "The Earth-God is not something that want to trifle with. His power cannot be contained by anything." Delilah smiled, then said, "True. But, however, his power can and will be wielded." "You may be able to wield him, but you'll never control him, unless he lets you." Chantal started. Before Chantal continued, she looked at me, back at Delilah, then said, "You'll never get him as long as I live!" Delilah grabbed Chantal by the throat while enraged. "Then you'll die...
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Article by kingcesar67 posted over a year ago
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It is now my sixteenth birthday and like on tenth birthday, I received a life-changing surprise. But unlike my last surprise where Delilah... Well, you know what happened, but anyway back to the current events. Unlike the last one, my surprise was that was being relocated. I went with a new family by the name of the Wilkonsons. "Welcome Cesar!" Said Mary, my new foster mother. "Thanks, miss..." I started before she cut me off. "Please. Just call me mom." Mary said. "Okay mom." I responded. "Allow me to introduce you to our family." Mary motioned me to follow her up the stairs. When we arrived up the stairs, I noticed a girl in the room across from mine. Then I began to ask Mary. "Who's that girl?" Mary stopped to answer my question. "Cesar. I'd like you to meet your foster sister. Thi..." before Mary could finish, the girl interrupted her. "Come on mom, I think I can introduce myself to him." Mary shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "Okay. I'll leave you two alone for a moment." As Mary walked downstairs, the girl smiled then said, "My mom is weird isn't she?" Before I could answer her she cut me off, then reached out her hand to me, "I'm Chantal. What's your name?" I accepted the...
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Article by kingcesar67 posted over a year ago
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Hello! I am Cesar. I'm a being of infinite power, who just wants to fit in with the crowd. Anyway, being really powerful is really cool, but it also means I have to fight those who want to use my powers for numerous purposes, which I will discuss along the way. Anyway, my story began when I was 9 years old. The day I entered foster care was the best day of my life. But, I would soon find out that my whole life would change on my tenth birthday.
"Not so fast Cody! Slow down!" I said, trying to keep up with my foster brother. "Try to keep up Cesar! You don't want to lose for the third time do you?" Cody taunted. "No. I'm not going to lose to you again Cody!" I yelled boldly. "Oh, is that so?" Cody sneered. "Test your luck bro!" Cody yelled over his shoulder. I noticed that Cody was almost at the the finish line which was just a tree, so I dropped into a sliding position, slid past Cody, and touched base. "Wow Cesar! I'm impressed. You beat me. Let's go home." As Cody was turning around I tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Wait! I think we've got time for one more thing." Cody smiled at me then said, "Sure. What do you have in mind?" I turned around in all directions...
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Opinion by daisymae1 posted over a year ago
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Disclaimer: *I am on Season 3 Episode 16 and I have not read the books*

I'm going to hope you've read my other article "How I Feel About Stefan, Elena and Damon" so that I can skip the detailed introduction. I have become so aggravated by the messy love 'V' going on between the three main characters on The Vampire Diaries. So much so I've decided to write (vent) about it. Obviously the best thing to happen would be the three of them getting over each other and moving on with their lives but we all know that's not going to happen. For argument's sake, I'm going to discuss who I think should be with who. I ship Damon and Elena (not that Elena really deserves Damon's love but that's besides the point). While I admit I am a little biased when it comes to wanting Damon to have a "happily ever after" I like to make sure I have valid reasons, which I think I do, so here they are:

1. Damon deserves to be happy for once, darn it! He didn't want to become a vampire and for his whole life he has only gotten judged by his little brother - who has no room to do so.
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Opinion by daisymae1 posted over a year ago
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Disclaimer: *I'm only on Season 3 Episode 16 & I have not read the books!*

The Vampire Diaries is my guilty pleasure. It's painfully corny, overly cliche and not to mention has some less than perfect acting but for some reason; I'm addicted. I have all this pent up frustration about the situation between the three main characters so I've finally broke down and decided I need to talk about it. This is a little overview as to how I feel about each character.

Let's start with Elena:

I can't stand Elena, no matter how hard I try, I just can't. I have sympathy for her because she has suffered much loss. I don't have much sympathy for her as a person. Here's my reasoning:
1. Her love for Stefan has made her blind. For the most part she over looks every naughty thing he has done and is frankly too hopeful that he will change.
2. Everything is about her. While she may not intentionally mean for it to be that way, it is.
3. Besides her morals, she lacks real personality honestly. I don't really understand why everyone is so smitten for her other than she's pretty and kind. While those are valid reasons to like someone, where's...
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Article by Firewriter posted over a year ago
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There was once a boy
Who loved a girl
A very distant girl- haunted by her demons that no one else could see
The boy- lonely and afraid of pursuing his passions
The heat of the mid-July sun beating on their backs
On a little dirt road next to a vine-covered wall
That little boy handed the little girl a lime green envelope
Her name printed on that envelope in his fine pen writing

Their cheeks red and hearts pounding
The two continued their days apart
Both afraid their darkness will come over
And destroy what they tried to break
The day to follow, that little broken girl
Smiling a real smile for the first in years
Handed that little broken boy a letter
Folded in four with his name printed in her cursive
There, she held the answer to their cure
"Yes."
Upon eight years of friendship
And seventeen months of relationship
The two grow separate
Apart and distant
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Opinion by LadySilverSoul posted over a year ago
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This is my opinion. It is not meant to offend, or disrespect anyone.

I'm still in my twenties, yet I am tired. I am tired in the deepest marrow of my bones. As I type this, I find myself taking long pauses between sentences. It is like my mind and body knows my intent to use expressive vocabulary, will still fall short of the actual circumstances of which I write.

Many of us, at least on the outside, believe that racism is wrong. Many of us, at least in the face of others, shake our heads at it. I'm not talking about the racism that causes physical pain for others, but the racism that is perpetuated in a cycle far too wide, and deep for me to put one name to it.

Casually Used Racism.

Casually Used Racism, is the racism that we see and use every day. It may not even come to our attention that, that is what we're doing. For a fictitious example, "Harold George, a black astronaut from Ohio, will begin teaching Aerodynamics at the local university".
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Article by Jinx_Strangeman posted over a year ago
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The lingering light was obliterated by the rapidly falling night. The once salmon and purple sky transformed into a vast expanse of jet-black that engulfed the town. A canopy of luminous stars materialized amongst the ocean of blackness. Some were dull, merely flickering into existence every now and then, but there was an adequate amount of shimmering stars to illuminate the dark, moonless night. The lake glistened, mirroring the dazzling assemblage of glittering stars and the luminescence from the moon. The faint wind brushed against the water's surface, the ripples ruffled the stillness of the surface, and shattered the reflection of the trees overlapping one another. I am running away from my killer. My parents’ killer. The one person who's been following me and targeting me my whole life.
I haven't needed to run away, until my parents were murdered in front of me. I remember being tied to a chair, I was so young. My life was shattered when their piercing screams being cut off by the sound of them choking on their own blood. Their screams only memories of what my past was like. I know that killer is hiding out in the open world.
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Article by RainSoul posted over a year ago
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What do you do when the gray waves roll over your head, and your body is too weak to swim ashore. Do you panic and scream and try anyway to break the surface of the water? Do you silently cry and pray and tell your loved ones you love them one more time. Or because you know it's futile to fight submit to the lulling cold darkness kissing at your eyelids? Do you let the salty seawater drain into your lungs and choke to death's waiting arms?

Or do you float to the surface and wait for the storm to pass and sunlight to pierce your shivering mass of a body?.. You choose wisely.. You wake up in a hospital bed with tubes and wires pricked into your skin possessively warding death into the shadows buying you more grains of sand. Sand.. You remember jumping off a bridge into the ocean but panic and started to drown. Your heart had stopped. Your family held your gray lifeless body and sat with you the entire time. You hear your heart shakily beating refusing to extinguish its flame. You put your hand over your heart, no your life and cry. You have decided to swim ashore.
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