Hey peeps! This is my page where I can put some of my writing on. I love to write, and I don't really have anywhere to put it. Well I got the bright idea to put it on my site. Enjoy!
Roses are red poem, From Rin to Ciel (from ciel: damn you rin) (From Rin: Lol Ciel gotcha!)
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Your feet really stink.
Ciel's coat is blue. / Your acting does too.
(Pick the line you like best! LOL JK Ciel)
Violets are blue.
Your feet really stink.
Ciel's coat is blue. / Your acting does too.
(Pick the line you like best! LOL JK Ciel)
No Title
I woke up in a cold sweat after suffering from yet another nightmare. I just wanted a normal school day to escape the dark recesses of my mind. I wasn't going to get my wish. I waited at the bus stop, and I was wondering where everyone else was. The bus pulled up and I knew something was wrong before I even climbed onto the first step. I didn't hear the usual noisy talking. I walked up and looked around. No one was there. Not a living soul was on board except the bus driver who was staring out the wind shield and his back unusually straight. When I asked him where everyone was he didn't even twitch. I sat down in the front seat and looked out the window. I was so deep in thought that I failed to see that the streets were empty.
When I arrived at school it was empty. There wasn't even a cliche cricket or tumbleweed. I set my backpack on the ground and walked to the courtyard. I gasped to see a large hole in the center of the yard. I walked a little closer to it, but stopped dead in my tracks when a chorus of pain filled screams, crying, and even more horrible sounds emanated from the hole. I put my hands up to my ears trying to prevent the sound from reaching my ear drums. I uncover my ears, and find the symphony of screeching has stopped. I take another look at the hole and see blood and limbs scattered around the edge. I force myself to take a closer look, and see that it enters the Earth diagonally. I hear something that is just on the edge of my hearing and strain my ears to listen. I can hear a scratching sound. I come to a realization that the dreams that have been haunting me for the past few weeks were actually visions. I fall to my knees as the stench of decaying flesh and fresh blood reaches my nose. I have a hand clamped over my mouth and the other one clutching my stomach. Even though I try my best I still emptied the contents of my stomach onto the concrete sidewalk. The beings responsible for this are the creatures of unspeakable horrors crawling around in the depths of the Earth. I have to enter the labyrinth of caves and tunnels to rescue anyone who, by some miracle, are still alive. I race back to my bag, and draw out the knife concealed in a secret pocket, and a small flashlight. I return to the mouth of the hole, and armed with only a knife and flashlight start my descent into a unworldly, horror filled nightmare. The only difference is I'm not dead or sleeping. That might change.
When I arrived at school it was empty. There wasn't even a cliche cricket or tumbleweed. I set my backpack on the ground and walked to the courtyard. I gasped to see a large hole in the center of the yard. I walked a little closer to it, but stopped dead in my tracks when a chorus of pain filled screams, crying, and even more horrible sounds emanated from the hole. I put my hands up to my ears trying to prevent the sound from reaching my ear drums. I uncover my ears, and find the symphony of screeching has stopped. I take another look at the hole and see blood and limbs scattered around the edge. I force myself to take a closer look, and see that it enters the Earth diagonally. I hear something that is just on the edge of my hearing and strain my ears to listen. I can hear a scratching sound. I come to a realization that the dreams that have been haunting me for the past few weeks were actually visions. I fall to my knees as the stench of decaying flesh and fresh blood reaches my nose. I have a hand clamped over my mouth and the other one clutching my stomach. Even though I try my best I still emptied the contents of my stomach onto the concrete sidewalk. The beings responsible for this are the creatures of unspeakable horrors crawling around in the depths of the Earth. I have to enter the labyrinth of caves and tunnels to rescue anyone who, by some miracle, are still alive. I race back to my bag, and draw out the knife concealed in a secret pocket, and a small flashlight. I return to the mouth of the hole, and armed with only a knife and flashlight start my descent into a unworldly, horror filled nightmare. The only difference is I'm not dead or sleeping. That might change.
Moon and Sun
The moon and sun are locked in a never ending relationship. The moon rises in the cool air of night and can bring wonder and peace. It can mean the beginning of something beautiful or something tragic. The cool silvery light can light up a beautiful figure. It can light up a creature of horrors. The sun can represent the burning fight in a warriors eyes. It can be the string that pulls everyone through another day. It can bring hearts joy and happiness. Others torture and sadness. It illuminates our world so we can grow and prosper. The moon and sun are locked in a never ending relationship. They rise and fall as one.
Never Ending Loveliness
I can't express the joy you bring my soul
You are the never ending ray of sunshine
Your warm embraces caress me so
I will never stop loving you
And you will never stop loving I
Dark version of roses are red violets are blue
Blood is red
Veins are blue
I want to slice you up
And kill you too
Veins are blue
I want to slice you up
And kill you too
What is bullying?
Something that brings sorrow and misery
Something that makes people want to commit suicide and they do
Something that drives people to do something stupid
Something that doesn't end at school anymore it extends to cyber taunting
Something that makes people think that it will never end that this is it
Something that gives unfulfilled bullies a false sense of power
Something that is an eight letter word yet is filled with so much pain and hatred
Something that everyone is haunted by
That is bullying.
Something that makes people want to commit suicide and they do
Something that drives people to do something stupid
Something that doesn't end at school anymore it extends to cyber taunting
Something that makes people think that it will never end that this is it
Something that gives unfulfilled bullies a false sense of power
Something that is an eight letter word yet is filled with so much pain and hatred
Something that everyone is haunted by
That is bullying.
Life isn't all roses and scarlets
I run through the dark forest with trees reaching out with their branches trying to stop me. Blood keeps dripping in my eyes from the gash in my forehead. "What was I thinking getting myself into this?" I ask myself. My lungs are on fire. My legs ache and are screaming for rest. I can't stop. If I do they will surely catch me. I see a fallen tree blocking the path. I try to jump over it, but my foot catches and I land hard on the ground. I try to get up as fast as I can, but I'm grabbed roughly from behind. I manage to twist onto my back to look at who it is although I already know that answer. I can't see his face. It's hidden in the shadows of his hooded cloak. My heart races. My mind races to try and think of a way out of here. More mysterious beings surround me wearing the same cloak, but not as elaborately designed as my torture's cloak. They all start chanting. I start screaming. The ones making the circle are holding thick white candles which glow brightly. I struggle to free myself, but it's useless. He raises the dagger. I scream even louder even though no one will hear. He brings the knife down and I black out. I wake to see a bright glowing light. I don't feel anymore pain. I have never felt so happy in my life. After years of suffering I have found my peace.
The pepsininja strikes! Emma wanted me to write this....
It was a cool night at the dojo. I was preparing my tools and weapons for tomorrow's training. "Okay time to review the check list." I think to myself. " Three bottles of two-liter of Pepsi? check. 24-pack of Pepsi cans? check. Ninja stars? check. Sword? check. Pepsi grenades? check. Smoke bombs? check. Epicly awesome ninja outfit? check." The alarm sounds. I pack up quick. I run to where my Sensei is. " What's the problem?" I ask. " Nothing is wrong. It was a test." Sensei answers. " OOOOOHHHHHH! You were just testing how fast I could get here?" I ask. He just smiles. I was about to walk away when he started to speak again," You do have an assignment though." I suppress a triumphant fist pump in the air. " You must go to Coke-Cola's headquarters for they have stolen the secret recipe to making Pepsi. You must get it back before they have figured out the code it is written in." *3 hours later* " Sensei I'm back! I got it." I yell as I return. " Good, I will get this to it's rightful owners." My Sensei says. He rewards me by letting me use the hot tub.