Fourteen. I love writing, any genre. It seems to take up a lot of my time. One day I'd like to write a novel - whether that ambition will succeed, I'm not quite sure. I love media, and some day hope to be a journalist of some sort. On here you'll probably find bits of my short stories, my attempt at poetry and just general random stuff. Kik me: misguidedGhost14.
The dark pines let in the needle of noon, Birds fly away, they wont be back soon. Squirrels hide their much needed food. In the forest is an absence, a worried mood.
I know I've been away for a while, But you see, I've been busy, child. I hadn't forgotten all my Opuss friends, I was thinking about you as I was on the mend.
PART ONE- Darkness flooded through the curtains which hung open over the window at the far side of the room.
Postman, please hurry up, I'd like to see if the good luck, Everyone's been wishing me has worked.
I sit, the same place I sit everyday, hoping. Hoping for something that I can't have. I've been gone. When he left, he took a part of me with him. I can't think. I can't eat. I can't move.
Maybe we can take a trip, across the country, or across the world. So long as I feel free of any past burdens and problems.
A slight little thing, Dressed all in white, Around the forest her enchanting voice sings, Songs of love and light. She dances around, Oblivious to any wrong.
Fluffy clouds. Everyone dressed in white gowns of silk. A peaceful place where no wrong is done. Every one kind, no bullies or murderers allowed. They're all locked out behind the big heaven gates.
You keep me in all day, 'Straight home from school', you always say. I'm not allowed out at night, Hell, I barely even see the light. This is not protection, It's not contemplating my perfection.
There is no existence left. I no longer belong.
#100days @madhatter 3:Light 4: Dark It's pulling me in. So bright, so intense, it's addictive. It's so pure, so striking, I can't control my feet any longer.
Oh won't you come back. I did not mean to send you on the track. If only you'd have stayed, Listened to me, instead of all this pain. I thought our love was the strongest, So why did you outrun...
An old movie on the tv, A book in your hand and a cup of tea. A normal scene, I do admit, But on closer glance, it did not fit. Your skin was pale, and head tilted to the side.
Lots of love, you said at the end of your text. Then how come, I was not your next. You tell me one thing, and tell her another, How would you feel if I told your mother.
I am your living hell. Stalking you at night, despite what you think, your sleep is under no spell, A nightmare is what I tell.
Along the footpath I shall walk, to see the end that is not. I'm no longer scared, of being unprepared. I'll simply stroll, until I come across my soul..
White light cuts a clean path through the dark forest, luring any walking being into the shadows of the thick trees. Complete silence fills the muggy, heavy air. Not a rustle of a leaf.
I finally got round to getting instagram. Follow me: @kateealex and I'll follow back :).
So I'm sitting on a coach just now, unable to sleep, with 39 people from my school, (and teachers, but they are all asleep) driving through the UK to Dover, where we will take a ferry over the...
I sit at the kerb, Waiting for the yellow bus. It's old rusty engine, from miles away can be heard. All to be seen is kids in a rush.
When it's summer time, I'm happy. When it's autumn I'm lost. In winter, it only gets worse; the cold, wet weather conveniently describes how I feel.
Right now you have 3 fingers behind your phone, your pinky tucked under for support, and you're scrolling with your thumb..
It feels like days, but I'm pretty sure it's only been a few hours. My mind is going crazy and there is a pulse throbbing at the side of my head.
When the doctors come in, I awaken from a slumber I hadn't realised I was under. "What's wrong?" I stammer sleepily.
No mater how much I thought I could prepare myself, I was wrong. The prospect of my mother actually dying had taken on a whole new perspective. The doctors told us she had three months to live.
Four siblings sit on a wall, Two of them short, two of them tall. "Let's play, let's play!" The first boy cries. "Games are for babies," the second replies.
There is a girl. She is staring at me; her eyes narrow slits, but from what I can see, are vibrant yellow. How strange. There is a glow from her eyes in the aphotic area of the shrubbery.
Your love is my turning page, only the sweetest words remain. Every kiss is a cursive line, every touch is a redefining phrase.
I'm falling. Falling back into the darkness that held me down for so long. Too dark, too quiet, too lonely. But this time, maybe I should just stay.
--- Little bit of a story I wrote. Not got a name for it yet. More coming soonish.
Rose's are red, Facebook is blue, no mutual friends, I'm not adding you..
My name is Jane. At first glance, I'm rather plain.
Any good book recommendations. I have to do a book report and I'm not sure which book to choose... :).
---Part 3. Thanks for the encouraging comments on parts 1 and 2. Tell me what you think of the next instalment?:)--- I couldn't put into words what I felt.
In the shadow of the bomb, everyone lives in fear, Mothers put on a brave face, tell their children 'It'll be okay, dear', But inside they dread, That the world may come to an end, With the prospect...
I absolutely love this bit!. Dory: [singing] Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. What do we do. We swim, swim. Marlin: Dory, no singing.
---Part 2. I am grateful to hear any criticisms to make my writing better (as I know it's far from perfect) and whether this is interesting enough. So comment your opinion.
F - first A - attempt I - in L - learning.
Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers. - Alfred Lord Tennyson.
Burns from hair straighteners are the worst!.
In love with this song. The lyrics are so good :').
English exams today :(.
He who trims himself to suit everyone will soon whittle himself away. - Raymond Hull This is one piece of advice that I believe in completely.
---Just the first part of another story. I got bored writing the other one and wanted to try something a bit different.
I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it. - Jack Handey.
Life is like an onion: You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep..
Noses run and feet smell :).
Life is something that everyone should try at least once. -Henry J. Tillman.
Hello:) I just wanted to explain why I've been absent from posting lately. I'm in the middle of exams at school just now so most of my spare time has been spent studying.
My friends say I'm indecisive, but I'm not so sure..
The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple. -Oscar Wilde.
Edward Cullen: No measure of time with you will be long enough. But we'll start with forever..
By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest. - Confucius.
---Part 3. Sorry its taken so long... I've been studying for an English exam that I have in two weeks.
This is funny:) Emmett Cullen: I'd like to propose a toast, to my new sister. Bella, I hope you've got enough sleep these last 18 years 'cause you won't be getting anymore for a while.
Going to see All Time Low in August!. Words cannot describe how excited I am. Best present ever!:).
--- Part 2. Again, comment as to whether I should continue, and any criticism is welcomed.--- Autumn stepped out from her hiding place and smoothed down the too-big jacket she wore.
Life is an art work without an eraser :).
--- Another start of a short story. Comment as to whether you would like me to continue it.
You're never too old to learn something stupid..
Could have given up so easily I was a few cheap shots away from the end of me....
Every time I get a notification on Opuss, my dog completely freaks out, whining and pacing around the room. Its hilarious!.
You have to stay in shape. My grandmother, she started walking five miles a day when she was 60. She’s 97 today and we don’t know where she is. -E. DeGeners.
Going back to New York in October to see my family. Cannot wait!!:).
I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places. He told me to quit going to those places. - Henny Youngman.
Sandy: My parents want to invite you over for tea on Sunday. Danny: I don't like tea. Sandy: [laughing] You don't have to drink tea. Danny: I don't like parents. -love this movie!:).
I intend to live forever. So far, so good. - Steven Wright.
I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine I got a love and I know that it's all mine, oh, ooh oh oh.... Such a catchy song but so annoying!!.
When you ask your friend what she's up to and she replies: "Taking my goldfish to swimming lessons, can't talk just now." Slightly worrying...:P.
My fake plants died because I did not pretend to water them. - Mitch Hedberg.
If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong 'Cause I won't stop holding on....
Life is hard. After all, it kills you. -Katharine Hepburn.
'Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending Than have to forget you for one whole minute....
Common sense and a sense of humour are the same thing, moving at different speeds. A sense of humour is just common sense dancing :).
I warmed up quickly, but wanted to stay in Jude's arms for as long as possible. He smelled so good, a musky, soapy sweet smell.
Never trust a pretty girl with an ugly secret. -Pretty Little Liars: have so much love for this series right now!:).
You chewed me up and spit me out like I was poison in your mouth....
I want to be laughed at, laughed with, just because. I wanna feel weightless and that should be enough:).
The worst things in life come free to us..
Viola: ...and when I close my eyes, I see you for who you truly are, which is UUUG-LAY. such a funny movie!!.
Isabella Swan: Are you going to tell me how you stopped the van. Edward Cullen: Yeah. Um... I had an adrenaline rush. It's very common. You can Google it..
Look and you will find it - what is unsought will go undetected. Sophocles.
Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead. Benjamin Franklin.