There once was a little girl who loved to love.
She loved her family, she loved her pets and she loved her friends.
But sadly her family would forget about her and her beloved pets grew old and died.
She thought i will just make more friends but for some reason she chose all the wrong ones and they would use her and leave her all alone.
One day she found a boy she fell for him quicker than she could control.
She chose to trust him even though she was fragile and she gave him her delicate little heart but that boy did not love her and threw her heart to the ground and as it crashed it shattered into a thousand pieces.
The girl's chest shrivele
When I was Born my parents thought I was a slow developer, when I was 2 I was diagnosed with my first disability. You see my mind was lost in that of everyone around me their thoughts, memories, hopes, dreams and nightmares. I couldn’t distinguish between what was mine and was theirs so I kept quiet not sure what was real or what was in my mind.
At the age of 5 I got my second diagnosis the doctors and my parents decided I would most likely benefit from some therapy. I had started talking but I kept getting it wrong answering their thoughts rather than their words. I knew things about them that no one else did and it scared them.
I wa
The Art of Moving House by moviestar2013, literature
Literature
The Art of Moving House
The art of moving house.
I’ve been through it so many times now I sort of became an expert!
Every two to three years my family and I move house its hardly ever by choice, we rent so I suppose it is inevitable that one day you have to move or choose to buy. We have never had much money so the option to buy and finally settle in a house, with no worries of moving again has never been a viable option unfortunately. We have moved for many reasons; temporary accommodation, need for a bigger house, a more desirable location, landlords want to sell, to get better work, a failed business, for my education and once to get away from the city a
There once was a little girl who loved to love.
She loved her family, she loved her pets and she loved her friends.
But sadly her family would forget about her and her beloved pets grew old and died.
She thought i will just make more friends but for some reason she chose all the wrong ones and they would use her and leave her all alone.
One day she found a boy she fell for him quicker than she could control.
She chose to trust him even though she was fragile and she gave him her delicate little heart but that boy did not love her and threw her heart to the ground and as it crashed it shattered into a thousand pieces.
The girl's chest shrivele
When I was Born my parents thought I was a slow developer, when I was 2 I was diagnosed with my first disability. You see my mind was lost in that of everyone around me their thoughts, memories, hopes, dreams and nightmares. I couldn’t distinguish between what was mine and was theirs so I kept quiet not sure what was real or what was in my mind.
At the age of 5 I got my second diagnosis the doctors and my parents decided I would most likely benefit from some therapy. I had started talking but I kept getting it wrong answering their thoughts rather than their words. I knew things about them that no one else did and it scared them.
I wa
The Art of Moving House by moviestar2013, literature
Literature
The Art of Moving House
The art of moving house.
I’ve been through it so many times now I sort of became an expert!
Every two to three years my family and I move house its hardly ever by choice, we rent so I suppose it is inevitable that one day you have to move or choose to buy. We have never had much money so the option to buy and finally settle in a house, with no worries of moving again has never been a viable option unfortunately. We have moved for many reasons; temporary accommodation, need for a bigger house, a more desirable location, landlords want to sell, to get better work, a failed business, for my education and once to get away from the city a
Apocalyptic wish: Chapter 2 by voodoo---panda, literature
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Apocalyptic wish: Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Finding my un-dead friends!
“Let. Go. Of. Me. Now!” I yelled out, as I was being dragged up the stairs. I’d of started to lash out at everyone who came near me, if I wasn’t being held back, because of how pissed off I was. There were three of my friends, Sarah, Tayler and Sinade, who were being guided swiftly behind me, as interrogation witnesses.
All of a sudden there was a loud scream from downstairs by the main west entrance; and then nothing. Everything went quiet as we listened out for anyone downstairs. The second passed like hours, days even. Everyone’s breathing low and quiet, waiting for the
Apocalyptic Wish: Prologue by voodoo---panda, literature
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Apocalyptic Wish: Prologue
Prologue: Introductions
The school, what an awesome place to be with such amazing friends. ‘The sand pitters’ as we’re called by many kids at school; not so much by the popular’s, but by allot of others kids for certain. Every lunch by the sand pits and every break in our canteen. It seems as if life can’t get any better, as if nothing can ever change between all of us round the sand pits; As if nothing would ever go wrong to put us in an apocalyptic sort of situation, so to speak, but little did I know… That I was wrong.
My names Georgea Bushby, I’m 14 years old and I go to C.C.A (Clacton Coastal
Apocalyptic wish: Chapter 1 by voodoo---panda, literature
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Apocalyptic wish: Chapter 1
Chapter one: Just a dead boring day… Not!
“Oh come on Georgea” I heard Sarah say to me, when I looked up to her from my sketch pad. “Come on, we’ve got to get you a boyfriend!” She started to raise her voice a little bit, as she tried her best to convince me, to join in with everyone. I put my sketch pad and pencils away and got out a book, from my bag. “Can’t I just read about zombie apocalypses and stuff? I feel tired today anyway, so I don’t feel like doing much today.” I questioned Sarah starting to feel really tired. I reached into my bag and pulled out a baseball bat and ball
Perfect Racer: Chapter 5 by voodoo---panda, literature
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Perfect Racer: Chapter 5
(Formerly Glowing racer)
Chapter 5: A deal with a demon
“You got the dough?” Loki asked a tall, violent looking man with dark hair and a pale face. He wore a black suit with thin white stripes going downwards. His hair slicked back. He stood in the shadows away from Loki with two big body guards standing in front.
The man smiled at Loki, giving a mischievous laugh from his thin mouth. He stood up and walked forward so that he was about 8 feet in front of Loki. He raised his head so that he could look directly into Loki’s eyes; Loki shivered from his icy gaze. He tried his best to avert his eyes but they were just stu
I want to cry,
in no ones arms,
to be alone,
it that dark abandoned corner,
where no one wants to be with me,
I'm alone,
my tears streaming down my bruised cheeks,
I want a true friend,
that doesn't forget me,
laugh at me,
ignore me,
treat me like nothing,
but I don't have that,
that's why I'm crying,
I understand you're trying to help me,
but,
it just doesn't help,
just let me cry.
The dead stumble into the night
Empty graves left open
Under the moons eerie light
The smell of brains is potent
Horrified Screams pierce through the air
Ghastly figures roar through the town
On destructive paths, no one knows where
Terrified beings dragged to the ground
With blood, they'll paint the morning skies
Killing everything in sight
Under the silver-lit moon, it's no surprise
The undead will win the fight
Everyone becomes a mortal foe
Civil war in the streets
If you have fear, don't let it show
The zombies plot is almost complete
Pain and agony in every shout
They ignore their merciful cries
The human race they will
Hi sorry had Major writers block and was embarrassed to come on such a talented site :(
But have some news wooo been putting my Writing Skills to use and have started making movies on Youtube with my New Friends :)
Im so excited x so gonna post some links for you to check out at your leisure xx
https://www.youtube.com/user/piperred
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCasd4mYFQO7NLPdpGQaBMQQ
hiya friends and watchers
im currently writing the 2nd chapters for instinct and seer.
i will upload them as soon as possible.
i will be naming a character after my biggest supporter and cousin Georgia :) she will be one of my friends in Instinct.
Hey Readers
i posted the first part of my zombie story but im having trouble finishing it.
so i have taken a break and started writing another short story this one is a fantasy about a seer.
wish me luck hopefully i can finish both soon x