Hello! I am currently starting a story and I would just like some advice on this story! Here is the small amount bellow:
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"Do you really think that it ends because one life stops? Do you really think it begins because one life starts? It is simply a pinprick of light in the vast space of time that continues moving. Be a bright light Maria." Those were mom's final words, soft and sweet on her chapped lips as her last breath left her.
At the time I cannot say that I understood her. I was five. Dad stood by the bed and wept. I don't think I could ha
The girl rose slowly from the chair, looking up shyly at the teacher through the strands of hair that fell over her face. She was delicate and small, her body fragile-looking.
Its very nice to of you to join us, dear, Ms. Beginn said, smiling encouragingly. She was used to shy students, though still not an expert on how to handle them. Would you please introduce yourself?
I-Im Sophie, she managed to choke out, her high voice almost squeaking. A few chuckles rippled through the room. I turned and glared at my friend as he laughed.
Be nice; shes new, I grumbled. Sam snick
I remember the day as beautiful. The snow was glistening on the ground, bright in the afternoon sun. Jenny and I were walking up the path by the river. She and I were heading for the ridge, her favorite place when the snow fell.
There were distant clouds, though they were not a problem. Wed be down before the storm hit. We were also dressed warmly so it wouldnt be a problem even if we did get caught.
Come on, come on! She cried, scrambling up the path, boots clunking as she went. She was more eager than normal to get to the top.
She grabbed my hand, tugging me along. A huge grin had split across her face and the
Come to me all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens and I will give you rest...for my yoke is easy to bear and the burden I give you is light.
--Matthew chapter 11: 28-30
I cannot say that the burden I give you is light...I cannot say my yoke is easy to bear, but I give you the promise that I try. Failing seems to be the ultimate fate. But I try.
To a friend once had I say... I can only give what I have and I can only apologize for what has been given. No harm was meant, but being human, I cannot stick to perfection. And I know Im far from it.
When I apologize, I mean it. I forget what has gone on and I will smil
It was a love with a burning passion to make the other happy. Perfect and wonderful at the same time and when the confession came both were quite happy. Of course they were, having hoped and prayed for it to come. Though it was not right.
It was looked down upon by society a burning gold that was tainted in so many ways. Tainted but still pure. So it wasnt right but so very nice. So very wonderful and then so awful
It wasnt full of the crap that came with other relationships, the ones that were right. There wasnt the fights like there would have been in another relationship so it wasn
Hello! I am currently starting a story and I would just like some advice on this story! Here is the small amount bellow:
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"Do you really think that it ends because one life stops? Do you really think it begins because one life starts? It is simply a pinprick of light in the vast space of time that continues moving. Be a bright light Maria." Those were mom's final words, soft and sweet on her chapped lips as her last breath left her.
At the time I cannot say that I understood her. I was five. Dad stood by the bed and wept. I don't think I could ha
Lenalee strolled slowly from her room with a sigh. Komui was being annoying again. He had threatened to kick one of the exorcists out for talking to Lenalee with a red face. The boy had actually had a sun burn but, Komui was convinced he was having perverted thoughts. Lenalee was getting sick of his over protectiveness but then again, he had watched out for her in her time of need so she must put up with his problems.
She was too busy thinking and didnt notice Lavi coming around the corner. She bumped into him and fell back on the floor with a thud.
umph oh sorry, Lavi, she muttered, blushing brightly. Lavi
Allen sat on a bench at the park, watching the children play. He smiled at their laughter; their energy. He was about to turn away when one child in particular caught his eye.
He watched the small boy, unsure why he showed such interest in him. The child was no older than three or four. He had nicely combed bright orange hair. Maybe it was the hair. Lavid had hair like that.
Lavi murmured Allen, feeling the grief that threatened to over whelm him. Lavi had passed on, murdered, by an akuma. Allen fiddled with the photo in his pocket before extracting it. He gazed at it.
The photo had been taken before the fina
Hey, Lenalee! called Allen, his voice shaking slightly as he called her name. She turned and smiled, spotting him.
Hi, Allen she replied, smiling as he came to stand beside her.
Uh Im going to the carnival tonight and I was wondering if you would like to join me,
That sounds great! she cried, throwing her arms around him. He blushed, not knowing what to say, What time?
I-its at six. I c-can stop by your room if you l-like, Lenalee saw the blush and quickly let him go,
Um ok, she murmured, Bye, Allen she whirled l
Allen ate his soup in silence, savoring the warmth. A storm had picked up a little while after they had headed to Lenalees house.
He glanced around the room again, taking in the lack of color. The brightest things in the room were the red, blue, and yellow building blocks that Lavi had been playing with.
Do you like it, Allen? Lenalee asked, smiling across the table.
Yes, thank you,
I remember that you used to basically inhale your food, Allen smiled sheepishly.
Things change when food becomes sparse. Lenalee blinked in confusion.
We had some hard times after you left.
This is a story that i wrote about the journey into death....picturing it as a reunion of once upon a time...the balance between life and death! PLEASE READ! XD
Naomi continued down the sidewalk under the street lights. Kendra and her son, Joshua, had invited her over again for dinner.
The old woman smiled at the thought of her grandson, Joshua. He was growing so fast. He would be seven this coming December.
Christmas day, she reminded herself, chuckling. He was definitely a gift to herself and her daughter, Kendra.
Kendra was in her mid-twenties. Shed had a young marriage to a handsome young man. Sadly enough, the
Lenalee sat up in bed, smiling as she remembered the events from the previous night. She touched her lips lightly, remembering the moment on the Ferris wheel.
She quickly leapt out of bed and ran to her dresser. As usual, she chose her uniform. Uniforms can be so boring. she thought as she slipped it on, glancing in the mirror. Her hair was a mess.
Lenalee? a voice called from the door. Lenalee almost jumped for joy as she ran to the door.
Alle she broke off as she saw the figure in the door, Who are you? The dark haired, good looking man smirked.
No one special. Im just here fo
Come on, Lenalee! cried Allen happily as he grabbed her hand and pulled her along.
Why cant you just tell me, Allen? she asked. Allen shook his head and laughed.
That would ruin it! Now close your eyes, Lenalee sighed, giving in, No peeking, he whispered in her ear as he guided her forward, Now open them,
Surprise! yelled little Lavi and Allen in unison as she opened her eyes. Lenalee gasped as she stared around the room. It was brightly lit, covered in colorful balloons, ribbons and other joyful things.
Happy Birthday, Mommy! cried Lavi
Current Residence: Colorado deviantWEAR sizing preference: uh...small? Favourite genre of music: Rock Favourite style of art: ANIME Favourite cartoon character: Allen
Favourite Visual Artist
Black Machinary
Favourite Movies
Cloverfield
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Nickelback
Favourite Writers
Meh Friends
Favourite Games
SPORE
Tools of the Trade
pen, computer, notebook
Other Interests
Writing, yaoi, anime AND ABOVE ALL ELSE --> DGM!!!
I felt like doing this. =w=
I fear...
[ ] Black people
[x] the dark
[x] staying single forever
[ ] being a parent
[ ] being in front of others
[ ] open spaces
[ ] closed places
[x] heights
[ ] dogs
[ ] birds
[ ] fish
[x] spiders
[ ] flowers or other plants
Total so Far: 4
[x] Fire
[x] deep water
[ ] Snakes
[ ] silk
[ ] the ocean
[x] failure
[ ] success
[ ] thunder/lightning
[ ] frogs/toads
[ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad
[ ] my boyfriends/girlfriends mom
[ ] rats
[x] jumping from high places
[ ] snow
Total so Far: 8
[ ] rain
[ ] wind
[ ] crossing hanging bridges
[ ] death
[ ] heaven
[x] being robbed/mugge
OMG. OMG OMG. SHIT SHIT SHIIIIIIIIIIIT.
spoilers:
kanda! what the hell are you thinking?! stop trying to kill everyone! and your soul! oh gawd! your soullllll is getting used up! idiot! idiottttttttttt! dont die! allen just said something with what could be his dying words! listen to him dammit! will we ever see non noah allen again? D: its the end soon isnt it!
Stolen from !darkotter (https://www.deviantart.com/darkotter) who stole it from other place!
[x] You have a boyfriend/girlfriend.
[x] You have your own room.
[x] You own a cell phone.
[x] You have an mp3 player/ipod/discman.
[x] Your parents are still married.
[x] You love your family
[x] There is a pool/spa in your backyard. (hot tub :D)
T 0 T A L: 7
[x] You dress the way you want to.
[ ] You hang out with friends more than once a week.
[x] There is a computer/ laptop in your room.
[ ] You have never been beaten up
[x] You are allowed to listen to the music you want to.
[x] Your room is big enough for you.
[x] People don't use you for something you have.
[x]
A lucky star dropped on earth one night, and it asked me,"What do you want? A million dollars, or a true friend?" I chose a million dollars.....because I already got you.*Send this to 20 of your truest friends of DA; if you get this back you're a true friend!