Need To Get Out
I need to get out,of this place I call home. With its filth and its clutter It would make a queen stutter Where children are slaves,and I swear earth has nicer caves.
Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #survival Clear filter
I need to get out,of this place I call home. With its filth and its clutter It would make a queen stutter Where children are slaves,and I swear earth has nicer caves.
I must have been walking for hours. My skin cracked and burned, my tongue dry, and scratching the surface of my lips, while I search for any sweat I have left.
A skull of chrome, under the moon light. Night falls, owls call. Claw marks left on the trees. Building a bridge to the other side of me. Footprints in the dirt. Following its steps, blood & hurt.
Chapter 11 "I missed you so incredibly much Mel. I didn't even know you where going to wake up!" he says smiling and laughs. He laughs different then usual though. More high pitched.
**preview of what is to come!!!** July 30. 2012. Rich and Jonah definitely are my fav people right now. I probably couldve died. All i have to do now is turn that bastard into the police.
Chapter 3 "This girl, this dragon-child, she has so much gift it is practically seeping out of her.
#acorns (couldn't resist) You ask me of Him, My beast, My kin, My Dragon, Untamable unruliness, So dress to impress, He awakens from long slumber, With a burp and a murder, Great green wings...
Part 10 I woke up all alone with half of our tent taken down. I stretched and walked out of the tent limping. I saw Danny struggling to carry sticks with her one arm while the other wrapped in...
I live in a small cottage near the edge of a cliff, it's a risk yes, but we always had a plan.
Magic has always enticed me. I've grown up with it. The complex that you can weave a story, delay the reaction, trap the mind--sometimes you might even start believing your own lies.
His lips were soft yet hard against mine as he kissed me gently at first. His eyes were closed and his hands were firmly on my hips pulling me into him.
This is my new screenplay, I will post small updates. EXT. Under a pier - midday A homeless man awakens from a rough night sleep. An old German shepherd (Karl) lies in his lap.
The streets lined with corpses. Bones showing around the skin. Faces sucked in. Cold eyes staring aimlessly. The starving crawling down the alleys. Cannibalism starting to rise.
Abandoned. Yes, that's what had happened I'd been abandoned One minute I was singing Christmas carols with spencer and jane and the next I was on the streets in a small cardboard box.
20th July 8:24 am That night I found I really hard to sleep. Eventually Matt offered for me to use his chest as a pillow. So I rested my head.
Shattering into a thousand pieces My life beyond recognition Shards of my life laid bare But now I'm on a mission The shards are still my very own I'm picking up the pieces I'll put them back...
Part 9 Now I remember who he was. He was the one who was about to pick up Danny from the party after what happened with Tristan. "Josh can you hear me?" she says one last time despretly.
The gray clouds slowly covered up the entire sky. The sun disappeared with it, and soon the trees were dancing with the wind. Suddenly, raindrops fell down on me. I looked up and stuck out my tongue.
Pounding heart. Syringe in my sweaty hand. I close the elevator gate, no turing back now. It starts up with a creak and begins rattling its way down the dim shaft.
The Lord of Chaos has his eye open to the world this night and the wind laden with hail stones, howls its approval.
One eye opened.Dempsey's.He could smell the foul black smoke and the blood.The heat of the fire, he could feel all over.And the sound of grunting and groaning, he could hear all around."Agh. My legs.
(Based On My True Story). I saw you that night, in the Winter,. High on something, quite drunk too,. Took the seat right next to me,. I'd never even spoke to you,. Ten minutes left until my stop,.
Chapter One An egg cracked, Somewhere, far in the forest. It cracked, just as the small creature began to feel emotions for the first time.
I knew the light was fading soon, The tree line growing near. I had to make it before the creatures caught up to me. Panic stricken my fate continued to grow with fear.