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Chapter 3 I hear and feel simultaneously the front door slam shut as it quakes the house. I dawdle as much as I can before he orders me to come down.
Remember when I took those pills.
(Sorry this one's so dark...sometimes that's just where my thoughts take me) In the dark his demons roam He wishes he was all alone He was only just a boy To you he was another toy Now he hides his...
#opussweeklychallenge. When I opened my eyes..I was strapped to a bed no longer me. Violated, abused and drugged...but why couldn't anyone see.
"No please I don't want to, please just get off me" I cried.
So this one is a bit of a filler, but the next one I promise will be so amazing.
#emotion Change my clothes. Done. Anything for you... Don't like my friends. Gone. See. Now it's just me and you. Too close to my boss. New job. (Well, I needed a change of career) More local you...
#youngwritershousehold I know you hear my screams, My heart is bursting at the seams. I know you hear me cry, You don't even stop, just walk on by.
I wake up each night and feel foolish Clutching my chest, I sob. You think all those times had prepared you - Nights like these you realise you were wrong.
Hey guys, Enjoy. Chapter 6: Jane By the time Lucifer got back I had searched through everything he owned. He walked up to me and smiled. I frowned.
Any Boy Can Destroy Every Foolish Girl. He Ignorantly Jokes. Keeps Letting Mean Nasty's Out. Planning Quietly Really Sneakily Tries Un doing Vows While Xanthippe Yield Zelophobia behaviors.
She wakes with the familiar pain In her body In her heart Why did she let him down again.
He's happy with his new ragdoll Such a pretty little thing, Even when he throws her around He knows how to pull her strings.
Pierce me through my soul. With a fragment of your tears. A shard of your broken heart. Shattered memories of the years. I'm numb inside quite clearly. When I can't feel your pain.
You stole my childhood, stole my innocence You broke my smile, broke my trust You ruined my confidence, ruined my chances You twisted my mind, twisted my heart You killed my honor, killed my joy So...
Yes maybe Lucy would be a good.accomplice. So I went home. Hey Lucy I said. How would u like to get revenge on jasper. I saw her think about it and nod her head. Yes that would be good.
So I left jasper looking after the house while I went for a beer. I laughed when I thought of Lucy. She was bald. Then a wicked Idea came into my head.
Liam sat on the opposite side of the room from me.
Alone. Cold. Scared. The darkness hangs on every surface covering it with a soft blanket of uncertainty . The tension that builds up in the air is palpable. You're blind. Alone and blind .
Hey, this is a story I wrote in English for an exam :) So yeah, hope you enjoy. If I hadn't been so scared, I would've found it funny how a few pieces of iron welded together petrified me.
Danielle I walk to Harrison's house. I can hardly believe that in such an ordinary house such things can go on. But I love him, and what is pain in the face of love.
There was a time when Ben would have given a shit, but considering how the bloody mass of organs and skin lay there begging for him to kill it, it just made Ben want to kill him less.
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.