Why Are You Still With Him? by thwackcrackers, literature
Literature
Why Are You Still With Him?
In the dead hours of the early morning, Joseph sat impatiently on his sofa, frequently checking his watch to count the passing seconds. Clear irritation and anxiety frowned on his face. His foot pounded viciously against the hardwood floor. Then, the soft clicks of tumblers reached his ears and the front door slowly creaked open.
A girl fumbled inside, clearly striving to muffle her own movements as she closed the door behind her with a soft thud and tiptoed her way towards the stairs. Joseph switched on the lamp next to him, eliciting a startled yelp from the girl.
"Do you have any clue what time it is?" Joseph nearly bellowed at her, digg
Nearly There Nicely 41 by NostalgicRoxas, literature
Literature
Nearly There Nicely 41
Nearly There Nicely - 41
While Will waited for Crow to return, he continued to dwell on the thoughts of Invictus and his father's memories. For a bit, it was just him thinking, but soon another voice began to enter his head. This voice asked Will several times about just what he was craving for in life. Will shook his head and shut his eyes so tightly, he saw pitch black. The voice didn't stop. So Will hunched over, landing his forehead on the keys. As they echoed a painful sound around him, he covered his ears.
“Shut up. Shut up.” He groaned to himself. “Shut up... Shut up...”
The voice was familiar, and warm. It h
Alex's Gift - Anthro Dog TF by SassyDragon18, literature
Literature
Alex's Gift - Anthro Dog TF
It was a cloudy that day that Celia went to the park to await her boyfriend. While she was seated at a park bench, she reminisced about the time that she first met Alex in their first year of high school. While she was walking to school that first day of classes, she noticed a boy her age playing with some dogs in a front yard. At the time what struck her as odd was that she realized he played along with them just as if he too was one of the dogs. They were playing with a ball which in the play got knocked toward her. The dogs ran after the ball but the boy stopped in apparent surprise at someone watching them. It appeared as if he was
Thirteen More Words by wowurnotkidding, literature
Literature
Thirteen More Words
Death around me
Bloodied hands
The Destruction made
By the monster I am
But what was started;
Who am I really?
This face, is it me?
These hands bloodied are mine?
Since when are they crimson?
Did I bleed?
Blood runs so smooth, so red,
Now dries, cracks,
Clumping on my skin
I feel trapped;
Wounded by crimson
But I've no wounds
My flesh's clean
Was the blood really there?
Lost, feeling the liquid drip from my hands
I cry, "Lord,
Mercy on me
Whom did I slay?
Who'd I betray?"
But the silence answers all:
The silence slices me
Finer than the blade
There's no reply, no ricochet
Silence deafens me
I fall to my knees
Gone;
Nothing but the bl
The Second CourtCase: The Verdict by wowurnotkidding, journal
The Second CourtCase: The Verdict
(The jury walks back into the courtroom, all eyes in their direction.)
(Greene watches them, sitting, his crutches to his side. He makes eye contact with Five, nervously. Five nods and sits down. Greene smiles, taking the nod to mean they acquitted him)
(Ms. Harrison watches them as well, cocking her eyebrow and looking at Four. Four sees her. Ms. Harrison grins, Four standing and taking his place. Ms. Harrison then looks at the judge who nervously darts his eyes from her to Greene. He knows Greene can blackmail him. He knows this could go wrong. But Ms. Harrison smiles, nodding, the judge taking a breath.)
(There is a silence)
(Four hand
Written OC Age Meme ((Blank)) by NothingYouCouldLove, literature
Literature
Written OC Age Meme ((Blank))
OC Age Meme
Rules:
1) Choose an OC.
2) Describe your OC's appearance at ages 5, 15, 18, & 21, (clothes included) [if something hasn't change, there's no need to restate it].
3) For each age, write out their personality at this age and a brief description of their life at this age.
4) For each age, write out a significant event that occurred at any point in time while they were this age, (if any).
((You may add ages if your character exceeds the normal human lifespan.))
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OC:
Age 5:
Age 15:
Age 18:
Age 21:
The iron gate creaked open as a bit of rust attached to my gloves. I stepped into the silent prison of souls long since forgotten. Snow and ice crunched under my feet as I walked through row after row of tombstones. You couldn’t have read any of the names carved into the stone, having been worn away by the elements for years. Everyone in the town was scared of this place. No one would even drive down the roads that lead to it. Of course that made it the only place I ever wanted to be. I passed by Gregory and Billy sweeping the snow off their headstones. I had given names to all the people who were buried six feet under. I passed more st
Who is Jerrod Terrell? by expired-energy, literature
Literature
Who is Jerrod Terrell?
“Who is Jerrod Terrell?”
Oh God, here comes the long nights alone with scotch straight from the bottle. Here comes the staring at a gun. Here comes the red swollen eyes and face rubbed raw from my sleeve. Here comes the murderous silence only broken by my hallucinations. Here comes the never-ending pain and visits to the cemetery. Here comes the concerned calls and visits from friends who I’ve ignored.
“I don’t know who you’re talking about.”