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Waking up, trembling with fear, The memory shedding another tear, Reminding me of the past dream, That woke me up in a painful scream.
They're constantly asking me what's wrong, why I'm so distant, why I'm not as perfect as the other kids at my school.
Ever had that feeling of utter loneliness. Yeah. Guess so . I have every night. You c the holes in my heart will always be there because of this boy, my exbest friend, my brother, my mom and my dad.
Time. Time has a way of curling about itself; when something so terrible happens, that it sets motions through time.
Walked through the valley of shadow and death, Grab by the necked and choked to death, Only there was left there spirits, Blood all over the fucking floor she cried as they tortured her some...
By Cerys L Fields There she lay. Still. Breathless. Taken away. It was an accident. It wasn't meant to happen. Or was it. It all started when she was out with her friends.
Spider hurt, the pain was the first thing she was aware of, it shuddered through her body, made her twist and clench.
I'm sorry, I didn't know. I thought you enjoyed it. How was I supposed to know... That no means no. The night before, Walking home in a daze. I didn't know what had happened, Was it just another...
The sight was gruesome. I was completely consumed in shock. I couldn't believe it. The accident did this to me. I'm scarred for life. "I can't believe, I mean why did this." "I know.
They pushed me against the wall and shoved their dirty hands into my pockets, to reveal nothing but a wallet with no credit cards and $10 in it.
I lay in the sand, eyes shut. The sun beamed bursts of colour everywhere as little droplets of rain fell on to the sand and my face. Luckily this made my tears camouflaged.
You know what. I’m not like other toys. This shouldn’t come as a surprise to you since I’m not a toy at all, but some people seem to hold on to that misconception. Of me being a toy I mean.
The passage in the hallway hears a silent cry god forbid he should make a noise For his parents will just lie He fell out of his cot they'll exclaim But only the four walls around him will really...
Feel the rushing seductive lightness of invisibility.
I stand in the heaving room; bodies bump and push me around as if I'm a discarded rag doll.
I always wondered how my life would turn out. When you're young you have dreams, and aspirations, but in my case, all I had was hope.... I hoped that I could escape this prison.
Candy, not her real name of course, just a name she figured fitted her job. Sweet enough to be violated, she jokingly thought.
My first story. Written in the bathroom. Based on a half-remembered dream, inspired by soldiers who have spent their lives serving our country and cannot adjust back to a regular life.
I was stuck. The metal mesh above the fireplace was stopping my miraculous escape for the now burning house that used to be my own. I panicked. Smoke was filling up my lungs.
Mel opens her eyes to night sky, all her memories of pain gone for the moment. But then they rush back, trying to kill her on the inside, so that they can have her body of sticks and stones.
"Stop. Please. Leave me alone!" Mel screams in agony, their words stinging the air, and their actions killing her. And for the first time, they do. They leave her, leave her on the floor, broken.
Chapter 3 For days and days me and Kay were dragged around from port to port. My wrists where slick with blood and stung,at first I would cry but I got used to the pain.
CHAPTER 2 : Kay I awoke sitting against a wall. It was cold out with only my shift on,I fingered the bloody stain on my gown the only thing reminding me of Teresa.
The new room was a copy of the one I woke up in. The only difference was that in the center of the room there was a few somethings sitting around a small table. Curious, I walked closer.