It's said that the ones suffering from dementia see night butterflies before they die...

It’s out there in the dark somewhere I can hear it breathe behind me the hot blow of its breathing raising the short fragile hair on the back of my head. Maybe if I stand still it won't notice I’m here.

I watched you kill... ... .. . . .. ... The sacred ones...

I watched you fade... ... .. . . .. ... Away from the stars...

Shadows cast upon the forest as the sun goes down to sleep, The wind’s whispers bare the sound of an angel’s silent weep. The trees shed their leaves to cover up this mortal flesh and skin, A casket within woodland built in filth and born from sin…

The night was cold - the moon astray, The city asleep – end of yet another day. Flickering lights give birth to shadows of black, The atmosphere tense – he’s ready to attack.

A knight in shining amour, although unlike the ones in fairytales, Rides his black majestic horse and to the God of Justice hails. From dawn till dusk he fights the evil that’s unleashed in his land, Wherever help is needed, he’ll rush there to lend a han

The night embraced the sleepy city yet again, The moon shines silvery upon this world of men. He kneeled before the cross of God – praying For his disease to go away, but he was not complaining.

I feel the rain gently touching my livid face - Even the sky is crying for me and my disgrace.

The room was dark, the atmosphere tense, The sun asleep, the fog was dense. His voice calm - his words were lies, Deceiving sounds like flesh that dies.

This is the story about a serial killer that murders women who buy or adopt animals for their fur which they use to provide fashion houses with fur for coats and other clothes. The director and found of "Animal Friends" Company, Allan Lancaster is suspect

I wrote this at about 2:30 am and I'm sure it's full of grammar mistakes and stuff like that, but I'll edit it as soon as I have time.This is a writing about seeing and observing things that usually go unnoticed. Hope you like it!

This is a story of a boy called Thomas whose father died when he was young and now he lives with his mother and step-dad who is not fit to be a parent... [Read about the things that happen to Thomas]

A short little something about Christmas lights put up in downtown. Preview: "Staring out the window and waiting to fall asleep I see the city blocks’ silhouettes outlined in snow fluffs. Makes me think of cotton candy… too tired to keep my eyes opened fo

A story about a girl that grew up to be the perfect daughter. She worked hard to please her parents and rarley thought about herself until one day when...

See what happened to Mike after reading a book one night when his parents were away...