The idea is basically the turmoil in my own mind, and trying to find an escape, something to make it all go away...When you're around/I feel no peace/I see a mask of a twisted frown/And reality turns upside down...Please R&R!

And life is thorny, and youth is vain, and to be wroth ... doth work like madness in the brain.

The Ratcatcher of Hamelin. Revenge is, after all, very sweet...

A young boy writes about himself and his family for school. Mild horror.

Meet Heather. She is a creeper, a lurker, a stalker... Review and I return the favour.

REMOVED. He was gasoline, I was spark, and together we set the world on fire. And that's only a partial metaphor. Think of all the trouble you can get into when you don't believe in anything and then strike a match.

A wave rears up on hind legs and crashes right on top of me. It shatters every bone in my body and kills me inside." One-shot of a girl who is counting down the days till she turns 13. So she can accomplish a deed she has wanted her whole life.

Children waiting for the day they feel good- Happy birthday, Happy birthday... About a suicide between friends. Blur between the two, they hate each other, they hate themselves, they can't live without the other...

In a heartbeat, she was lost.

Not exactly what people tend to expect from the title. . .so many 'heroes' of literature seem to be idealistic children. Though inspired by certain characters (archetypal and specific), I don't consider this a 'fanwork'.

Actually, it's not really romance or anything, but in a sick little way. . .well, you read it.

the end of a legend begun...

You are the artist...The perverse artist... Just something random about a murderer and his victim.

Children understand, better than anyone, the way things are and the way they should be. Some children accept the cruelty of the world. But some...some take it upon themselves to right these wrongs. Contains gore, abuse, and generally nastiness

I took my knife and struck him to the floor, Where his heart shall murmur nevermore”

It was just a simple butcher knife, was it? All this gulit wanting to be washed away, I didn't know it was so easy. A tidal wave of pain flooding my senses, is it all that simple?

Ned goes to visit his psychiatrist and tells him a little bit about how his job is going. Constructive criticism appreciated.

“Bloody. Mary”Once…“Bloody Mary…”Twice... Nothing will happen...and then I stare...

He just couldn't let her go.

Sometimes, you just need to commit senseless acts of random violence in verse...

A young reporter interviews a maternity ward nurse on Death Row.

If you like a bit of gore mixed with some psychological terror, this story is for you. I return reviews.

"This," Andrea says, "is a gun." She smiles. "For those of us more special than others."

the world is crimson, dark, and pale'

Something I wrote when I was sad. My friends say they love it but R&R please and tell me what you think about it.