Trapped, alone...hungry. How long would it take for your humanity to desert you, to become the monsters that you are so deperately hiding from. Rated...just in case.

Girls are to wear jewelry So I made a necklace of rope They wear the diamonds in pride I dangled until I choked

May God forgive me.

10,000 years from now, where once a great civilization was found, lies a dead world. No one cares but one. (This was for a writing contest)

Pain...

yet a smile still graces your face, as a sob echoes in the silence.

About shame and regret.

You don't see my pain all you care for is yourself. You see the scars on my wrists, yet you pay no attention and complain your life is miserable, You don't see the bags under my eyes because of the nightmares, I gave up on my life long ago and you didn't care,

The Voices in my head never stop. They never cease their constant torments. They drown my mind in their incessant lies. The Voices in my head never stop. They control my life, ruling from within. They are eating my soul, lie by simple lie.

This story is based off of another "The Story of Lisa." The link to the original is in it. Basically a young girl named Emma has an "imaginary" friend that is creepy as heck. Enjoy!

A suicide attempt through text that asks that question exactly.

Shelby has had enough, her husband has been caught cheating again. This time he isn't going to get away with it, this time, she's going to kill him.

This was the most important case of Lt. Meyers' career and she's already had a leak, not to mention that the serial killer she's after has an eerie connection to her. She might just have to break the rules to keep her job, if it's even salvageable. Oneshot. Rated T for language and creepiness. 2012

A young boy with a bizarre set of powers finds something dangerous lurking in the woods. (I'm really awful with summaries, especially with my own work, so apologies!)

Coffee colored eyes with flecks of green met their absolute perfect reflection. The man who stood in front of him was not only a reflection of eyes but of face, of body, and possibly soul.

Stefani is just your average fifteen year old girl trying to make through high school alive. That is until she begins to get random headaches and mysterious things begin to happen in her town. Lights bursting, random power outage and murders. On Halloween one look in the mirror changes her life forever. She is a Chosen One along with four others. Who must now save the mortal realm.

Her legend lurks deep in the depths of the forest surrounding her father's town. Her murdered soul seeks vengeance or those who've made her out to be a monster, killer and Devil worshipper. But she wasn't she was possessed when hell broke loose many years ago. This is Trinity's story, the truth. What actually happened those nights deep in the forests of Trinity Falls.

A girl, an escape... Freedom at last.

A rougher day...and those are the ones i write alot more hopefully some will like it and relate...Enjoy

Competition time I wrote this in class and i want to see if anyone can get it please read and leave your guess in the review i would love it.

I brought her back. Maybe only for a short, fleeting moment. But I brought her back from the dead.

A sign show up. Welcome in Porten. Somebody wrote something under it. The city where they always smile. Welcome. Do you bleed?

A poem i felt like i had to write...enjoy

Another great poem i hope...enjoy

A poem i thought was excellent when i was i was finished..enjoy

Awaken to my bleeding soul ...

Jay is an outcast, a runaway from the law, a petty criminal. But when someone from the past reminds her of her talents, she turns her life around... in an even more criminal way. WARNING: this story in under construction. Watch your head for falling debri

Dance my creatures of the night ...

Ripped Wings of an Angel ...

She remains alone, searching for a purpose.

Broken Angel

Dont you hate it when you keep trying to convice someone you love them?

This is about how I fell in love with a guy, but he never felt the same way about me. We all know how this feels.