District-ghost district
Type of story- short
moment in your life-
________________________________________________________________________________________________ Ghost Rules
I didn't expect it. The cold feeling. That's what got me. The cold,what seemed like fingernails,clawing my back. I was only at my hidding place. The place I sneak off to with Jackie. A place to take a swim. Only,it was more like a drown to Jack. If I wasn't there,he would of died...
Nothen was there,only us! So what was it? Jackie always tried to scare me but never got it! The water was still and not even underway. I was most defenitly scared. That's when I released the truth. These were small signs of ghost. Some say this is ghost rules.
I figured its ghost rules because of some other reasons but, now I know why there are danger signs and keep outs. Its pretty eerie. The creek turned out to be a lake. Ghost Rules is what people name it. At the end of that lake,if you want to know what it's called,then swim to that. Sign covered in red clay at the ground,but I wouldn't!
I will never go back to "ghost rules "! Death is there. That's all. Some say a little girl went there. She never came back. I don't have to wonder why. She probably drowned but no one has found her body. When I told Jack,he looked at the water and then me. He always asked questions and could trick you into telling him what's wrong.
"Like your dad?" He asked.
I could only nod as my answer to "yes". He looked at me again. Then at the sky. I didn't know what to think. Jack was know trying to catch fish. I joined him until he kicked some water and a snake came out of the rocks at my feet. It was like remote control. It was like the "dare". When you just dare someone. They could die from it. So when I dared Jackie to swim to the swim hole. I regretted it. I started to scream and swim after him.
Never swim there. Of course,I won't ever tell you where it is. I was terrified. "Ghost Rules". What a place. Never will I go there again. It was like you could see the dead body's floating at the bottom. Never again. Oh hell no!
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Shiv-vering from the damnation cold of that lake!
Type of story- short
moment in your life-
________________________________________________________________________________________________ Ghost Rules
I didn't expect it. The cold feeling. That's what got me. The cold,what seemed like fingernails,clawing my back. I was only at my hidding place. The place I sneak off to with Jackie. A place to take a swim. Only,it was more like a drown to Jack. If I wasn't there,he would of died...
Nothen was there,only us! So what was it? Jackie always tried to scare me but never got it! The water was still and not even underway. I was most defenitly scared. That's when I released the truth. These were small signs of ghost. Some say this is ghost rules.
I figured its ghost rules because of some other reasons but, now I know why there are danger signs and keep outs. Its pretty eerie. The creek turned out to be a lake. Ghost Rules is what people name it. At the end of that lake,if you want to know what it's called,then swim to that. Sign covered in red clay at the ground,but I wouldn't!
I will never go back to "ghost rules "! Death is there. That's all. Some say a little girl went there. She never came back. I don't have to wonder why. She probably drowned but no one has found her body. When I told Jack,he looked at the water and then me. He always asked questions and could trick you into telling him what's wrong.
"Like your dad?" He asked.
I could only nod as my answer to "yes". He looked at me again. Then at the sky. I didn't know what to think. Jack was know trying to catch fish. I joined him until he kicked some water and a snake came out of the rocks at my feet. It was like remote control. It was like the "dare". When you just dare someone. They could die from it. So when I dared Jackie to swim to the swim hole. I regretted it. I started to scream and swim after him.
Never swim there. Of course,I won't ever tell you where it is. I was terrified. "Ghost Rules". What a place. Never will I go there again. It was like you could see the dead body's floating at the bottom. Never again. Oh hell no!
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Shiv-vering from the damnation cold of that lake!
The tom that killed Flowerheart
Why wont the crying stop?
My body shivers as it listens
Waiting for you to come back
Im hopeless
Searching
Waiting for the one who loves me
Wheres the moment gone
We used to be there for one another
These scars are the wounds
That keep us together
Nothing can change that
Not time or space
No amount of crying will bring you back
So please help stop it
Im waiting
And waiting
But youre not coming back
I feel that its my fault
Will you give me a clue
Or do I have to keeep
On
Waiting
For this
Never-ending
Story
My body shivers as it listens
Waiting for you to come back
Im hopeless
Searching
Waiting for the one who loves me
Wheres the moment gone
We used to be there for one another
These scars are the wounds
That keep us together
Nothing can change that
Not time or space
No amount of crying will bring you back
So please help stop it
Im waiting
And waiting
But youre not coming back
I feel that its my fault
Will you give me a clue
Or do I have to keeep
On
Waiting
For this
Never-ending
Story
animegurl23
number 12
i must be strong
Our Baby cries
Why?
You are dying
Why?
We both cry... I must carry on
NO time to be weak
I must stand up on my feet
I have to be strong.......I have to be strong
Even though you are gone
I have to be strong
This will be tough but even so
i must carry on
I have to be strong
**
I think this song is about a woman who has a baby, but her husband is very sick and he died. she gets depressed at first but realizes she has to be strong for her baby otherwise it would be all for nothing
A.N: heheheh this song reminded me soo much of clannad! ( anime ) *spoilers!* when nagisa ( wife) died while giving birth and tomoya (husband) was in a depression , and he had to take care of their baby;and realized he had to raise their daughter in a good way, so Nagisa's death wasnt for nothing... so in a way i sorta made this into my own thing......is that okay? :3
number 12
i must be strong
Our Baby cries
Why?
You are dying
Why?
We both cry... I must carry on
NO time to be weak
I must stand up on my feet
I have to be strong.......I have to be strong
Even though you are gone
I have to be strong
This will be tough but even so
i must carry on
I have to be strong
**
I think this song is about a woman who has a baby, but her husband is very sick and he died. she gets depressed at first but realizes she has to be strong for her baby otherwise it would be all for nothing
A.N: heheheh this song reminded me soo much of clannad! ( anime ) *spoilers!* when nagisa ( wife) died while giving birth and tomoya (husband) was in a depression , and he had to take care of their baby;and realized he had to raise their daughter in a good way, so Nagisa's death wasnt for nothing... so in a way i sorta made this into my own thing......is that okay? :3
Suns rise,
Moons set.
Change comes.
Wind blows,
Rain falls.
Change leaves.
In the coming of the day,
In the middle of the night,
Change comes to us all.
Hearts are healed
And hearts are broken.
Change is what
Makes us
Unique.
With Change comes
Birthdays,
Growth,
Love,
And Friendship.
Stories end,
Plots twist.
But
Change
Is always
Different.
Just a few notes. This poem could be examined from two different perspectives. The first is that of the Potterheads, of which generation I ama lifelong member. The second perspective is one I've kept fairly secret. Ionce had my heart broken.
Change happens to us all. It makes us unique among life-forms and among each other. Not one of us can avoid it. It really is incredible.
Moons set.
Change comes.
Wind blows,
Rain falls.
Change leaves.
In the coming of the day,
In the middle of the night,
Change comes to us all.
Hearts are healed
And hearts are broken.
Change is what
Makes us
Unique.
With Change comes
Birthdays,
Growth,
Love,
And Friendship.
Stories end,
Plots twist.
But
Change
Is always
Different.
Just a few notes. This poem could be examined from two different perspectives. The first is that of the Potterheads, of which generation I ama lifelong member. The second perspective is one I've kept fairly secret. Ionce had my heart broken.
Change happens to us all. It makes us unique among life-forms and among each other. Not one of us can avoid it. It really is incredible.
The color
The color of the sky?
Thats sometimes blue...
The color of the trees?
Thats usually brown...
The colors of a bush?
Thats usually green....
The color of a strawberry?
Thats mostly red..... But....
Why?
The taste is sweet and wonderful....
But the color seems deadly
The color seems to kill thousands everyday...
Thousands....
thousands of us....
We die from war....bullies......and more.....
Stop the noise....
The noise doesn't really have a color....
Exept maybe....red...
The noise is the screams.....
The screams is not a cry for help,not a wail of Pain.......
The scream is that I'm done with the pain....
The tears,the bulling....The hurt....
I'm done.....
Your color of sound is red......
Aren't you ready to stop the pain?
Do you want to help?
Join us in this fight and see the sound!
The color of the sky?
Thats sometimes blue...
The color of the trees?
Thats usually brown...
The colors of a bush?
Thats usually green....
The color of a strawberry?
Thats mostly red..... But....
Why?
The taste is sweet and wonderful....
But the color seems deadly
The color seems to kill thousands everyday...
Thousands....
thousands of us....
We die from war....bullies......and more.....
Stop the noise....
The noise doesn't really have a color....
Exept maybe....red...
The noise is the screams.....
The screams is not a cry for help,not a wail of Pain.......
The scream is that I'm done with the pain....
The tears,the bulling....The hurt....
I'm done.....
Your color of sound is red......
Aren't you ready to stop the pain?
Do you want to help?
Join us in this fight and see the sound!
When I became her best friend, I thought we'd have a normal friendship. Making bracelets, sleepovers, doing stuff together. We never did. At first I thought "Why did I even go near her?" but her mystique intrigued me. She was quiet, but tough. Likable, but rough. At least, to me. Everybody else thought she was weird just because she sang to herself with no earbuds on. One day, at recess, she was sitting by herself, humming a tune and writing in a beat-up spiral notebook. The eraser end of her pencil was chewed, and most of the pencil was practically gone. I was bored, just looking at kids run around like I did every day. Then I just walked over to her, hoping she would like some company. She looked pretty poor, wearing the same clothes every day and walking around with an old backpack. Little did I know that music was all she had.
Fantasy district
Adventure district
Ghost district
Fairy Tale district
Fan Fiction district
Short Story district
The 12 that remain names will be put into a hat they will be pit at random. One girl will be in the Fantasy district then one boy same for the rest. If there's uneven number girls then boys or the other way around then there will be a district of two boys or two girls. But there's a twisted...
Lest say the theme of the week is that you have to write about a car crash. You can't just write about a car crash you have to also use your district's meaning like if your in the ghost district you have to do something about a car crash but have something to do with ghost in it.
Like the twist? :)
Fierce & Love
Malmcd or Mallory McDonald
Number One
Fantasy district logo
Adventure district logo
Ghost district logo
Fairy Tale district logo
Fan Fiction district logo
Short Story district logo
My blonde hair was soaked with blood. My blood. My heart was pounding in my chest. Will this ever end?Why couldn't He get it over with . I was dying anyway. This was torture. Pure torture, but I could'nt move. My feet were stuck. I was paralysed. Paralysed with fear.My mother warned me about Him. Never become too attached. You'll only get hurt. She used to say. Mothers are right way too much of the time.I hate them.
I lay there on the ground thinking about what my mother was doing right now. Would she be looking down from Heaven or alone in a casket. Why was I here?What did I do? Did i deserve this? I hope not
I lay there on the ground thinking about what my mother was doing right now. Would she be looking down from Heaven or alone in a casket. Why was I here?What did I do? Did i deserve this? I hope not
