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Erin I heard a thunder storm growing near, with flashes of lightening hitting everywhere. The rain raced down my window pane, and I tried not to cry out. I hate thunderstorms.
Ryan Mom got out of the car, looking at ease as usual. Her dark brown hair - so like my own - hung down to her shoulders, matching the colour of her eyes.
Chapter 11 " what are you talking about?". I asked. " he is a demon, and me and him are very different. If you only knew what he was thinking. He is a jerk!" he said. He was very angry.
I watched as the darkness shrouded the human. As it enclosed it, like a thick, inky fog. This gutter of spite, so seething with lime-green deception and with eyes and hearts as black as her deeds.
(this is a freaky dream I had last night. It may not be very good but what the heck, I dreamt it. ) The tower stood tall and strong up into the grey sky.
(This is my first poem- I'd appreciate any reads, likes and feedback!) Come around. Come around. Girls and boys, There's magic to be found. And laughter full of joys.
The Lake of The Grey Souls: Untouched by mortal hand. The place of angels' battle; Echoes cry of their last stand.
I couldn't believe it; I couldn't have picked a worse time to get lost in the forest. The terror of the black night was amplified by a low, unforgiving mist.
The sky was black with angry cloud as day slipped into night, And darkness like a cosmic shroud laid claim to earth's bright light.
A dark and twisted world is starting, the safety of the light, retarding, as the sun sets amongst us, the strange And Those who dare to step into or simply get caught up will soon Find that they...
Inspired by @iPuss The angel laughed, and the devil sighed. One of them just broke down and cried. Angels never feel the deepest pain, but devils are always in the rain.
Grace stared up at us she looked very relieved and also slightly worried. Lucie grabbed the ledge and sprang down and bent her knees as she landed. Jack did the same and so did I.
My mind froze. My head was full of different emotions. I am happy because Taylor is here.
On this rock high up and out of your way is where I choose to stand. The darkest of the wolves, my cool blue eyes watch over the land.
It can't been seen or felt. It can't be heard or smelt. It just lingers in the air. A presence just there. By day it lays dormant. By night relishes in torment. It seeks out a soul. To make it whole.
In the Garden of Good & Evil You'll be tested to the nth degree All around temptation awaits you No payment-it appears all is free The only request proposed here Is the trade in of your soul For...
Cold, crystal arms wrap around me and slowly suffocate me within their grasp. Ice pours down my throat and slithers leisurely down my spine, encasing me in white death.
Do you believe in ghouls and goblins. Keep your thoughts in your head. Dare you answer While I perch here on the end of your bed. Unseen, asking these questions While you pull your covers up.
I've always been friends with Porky, Though no-one else can see His piggy head and boyish arms He's always been there for me.
Ventriloquist has a dummy. And he calls it Clive. But he's not just a wooden bloke. For at night he comes alive. See, Clive is a rare talent. And he finds it quite a farce.
Chapter 14 The Prime Minister's house was empty and we were searching the bushes, bricks and grass for trap doors or secret entrances, "This is like a hotel compared to what I live in back in...
I sat on my bed, picked up the note. I struggled to read the hand writing. It said "Dear Alisha...
I was awoken by the sounds of sirens I could only assume it was the police but no it wasn't tommy been taken away in an ambulance it was me on a stretcher and I could see my body lying there lifeless...
A black rose, Grows in a field of decay, After three blue moons, In seventeen days.