Devil
Much of what I write is shit and much I write is bad, Much of it is crap, fucked up, it's down, it's torn, it's sad.
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Ringo360
Lost in the world
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Stories by @Ringo360 (23)
The Maid
In the corner, don't you see her. Hiding like a mouse. Tears of fear- don't perceive her. In this ancient house. I step closer, I fall, I scream, her icy eyes alight.
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Untitled
Sitting on a stool. The stool is dirty, coated with four layers of mud and gritt. It's been laying at the bottom of a lake for some time now... Mabey I have been laying in a lake for some time too.
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Why People Go To Hell
Well.. It's simple. Take a box. Now fill that box with your favor rite variety of jelly beans. Picturing it. Whats happening?.. Why yes.
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Fucking Angels
Orial was not as angelic as one may think. He had hidden horns, disguised forked tounge, and malice behind his bleak black eyes.
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Untitled
The wooden planks creaked under my bare feet as I was dragged hastily through the maze of seemingly never ending.... Sod it. I like to think I can, but I never get past the opening paragraph.
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Awakening: Part 2
And the angel left me to die. The angle fled hell and climbed the steep stairwell to heaven... Leaving death behind in its path. There was no angel now to guide me, nor to heal my bloodied wounds.
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A Quick Idea
The last thing that I could remember about last night, was being thrown head first down a steep flight of stairs into the casino's basement....
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Untitled
I woke up, got out of bed, dressed, and then made my way out of the house in the space of around 15 minuets. Possibly a new record.
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I Don't Feel Like Writing
Im not to good at riting. For riting is not my fing. But hear I be riting lick their is no tomoro. Lessons don't help. I du it for fun. Riting is me, and I liv to Schoe of the inar riter within me.
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School
School life had never suited me, and that's why the care home arranged a private tutor for myself. I learnt a lot, but not enough of what I REALLY wanted to learn.
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I Remain.
I will write more; I will remain..
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Hell Is Heaven: Name
'Tell me', the tall man said, eyes glaring down at me. 'By what name am I to know you?'. I dared not look up into those ever longing eyes, and kept my gaze fixed solemnly on the carpeted floor.
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Come Follow
Please follow me. If you read this. Please follow me. If you like this. Please follow me. If you want more. Please follow me. To go on a journey. Please follow me. For I am a lonely writer.
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Short Sentance
I will not be a novelist, nor an outstanding writer; for I am 16 and young and foolish and spiteful. I have ideas- oh yes I have many.
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Awakening
My head was spinning, my mouth was dry, and to top it all off, I was naked. My clothes were nowhere to be seen- well nowhere that I could see. My eyes too seemed distant and painful to open.
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Vermin
The rat ran from left to right. And I watched it. The rat climed a broom. And I watched it. The rat fell in a barrel of water. And I watched it. The rat drowned. And I watched it.
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Hell Is Heaven: The High Table
And he stared at me; and I stared back into those mezmorising eyes. By now I was on my knees, dirt clinging to the scuffs and grazes on my bare legs.
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Flying The Nest
I left them all behind. I left my mother behind, and I left my father behind. It was just me now, alone in the wide world that has come to be known as earth. But I seeked more than the Earth.
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A Thought
I had a thought. Not a small thought, But not a large one either. I stared. Stared on, Past the setting sun I waited. Waited for a new thought. I smiled Smiled from cheek to cheek; And laughed..
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A Sacrifice.
My rib cage imploded. My bones shattered. And my heart broke. She was gone. Safe... But gone. From this world, and from any other. She was safe now. And I was happy for that.
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Hell's Gate Casino
Life had not been the same for me since Father Roger had passed away. He was perhaps the most influential person I had ever had the blessing to have known. But now he is dead, and I have moved on...
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Hell Is Heaven
The man himself sat up slightly straighter as I approached him, smiling dryly with a set of full gleaming white teeth.
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