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IntroI waved goodbye to Twill and Mike, both best friends, always and forever together, until...now.
Twilly said that she was moving after the town fair on Friday. I'll miss you Twilly. Twill, you made me wounder why your so care-free and how great you've been since we were kids. Mike, you always made fun of Twilly and I when we were together. Jealous? Doubt it, you always said that Twill and I would never be together. That was true. Remember, she's dead.
Love KillsA boy and girl
The best of friends
From beginning to end
Through out the years
Their friendship grew
They both felt the same
Though neither knew
They loved each other
Since the day they met
Every walking moment
Sunrise to sunset
He was all she had
In her terrible life
He was the one
Who kept her from the knife
She was his angel
She made him smile
Though life threw him curves
She made it all worth the while
Then one day
Things went horribly wrong
The next couple of weeks
Were like a really sad song
He made her jealous
On purpose he tried
She asked, "Do you love her?"
On purpose, he lied
His plan was working
Though he had no clue
How wrong things would go
The damage he would do
He played with jealously
Like it was a game
Little did he know
Things would never be the same
One night she broke down
Feeling so alone
Just her and her blade
With no one else home
She dialed his number
He answered, "Hello?"
She said she loved him and
Hung up the phone
He raced to her house,
PeterPeter,when he was a younger boy lived on a small hill next to a small town with large, clear land.
In the town, there wasn't much machinery or business like the city had.
One day in summer, Peter's mother was making apple pie to serve after dinner and when her husband returned from the city working on new ideas on transportation, while Peter was reading in the garden, next to his house.
In the front side of the garden there was a trail that split in two, one lead to town and the other lead to some road to somewhere better, so they say.
While Peter was reading, a small red fox walked up the trail that lead to somewhere better and came near the garden, and made it's way and entered, the fox walked slowly pasted Peter's feet and eyed the apple pie cooling on the window.
Before the red fox could jump, Peter turned from his book and saw the fox about to make it's move, quickly got up to catch it's tail. When he grabbed the fox's tail, the fox turned into fire and burned his hand. The fire,
Be my friend today
I know I don't understand these feelings
But it's something I can't ignore.
I know that we don't talk much.
But I really want something more.
Way too shy to say hi.
Way too scared to ask.
So could you,
Be my friend today?
Maybe it could last a long time.
Be my, friend today.
Nothing's wrong I'm fine.
If someone could just listen.
Or unlock my thoughts.
Maybe If I had a friend today.
I would not be lost.
I don't know how to start a conversation.
I pretend I don't care.
I don't know which direction.
To go nowhere.
If I could be somewhat prettier
To make you turn around.
If I knew what to do.
To turn a frown.
Let's be friends today.
So we could give each other hugs.
Being friends today.
maybe get scared at bugs.
I know I'm not perfect
or how to make you smile
But maybe if we hung out
I would know in a while.
Holding hands so tightly
Sunset fades away.
It could last forever
See you again someday.
And I haven't seen her smile in a while.
Still is she the sweetest child?
While she is covered in the dark?
Doesn't try to make a mark?
Dye your hair in crazy color.
Pose for a picture you don't want to take.
Take advice from the others.
She poses again cause she's a fake.
To my fatherPapi
I love him
I miss him
I am his
He is mine
I am glad for every second I get to spend with him
Whenever I hear Red Hot Chili Peppers
I think of when we used to go to movies
I remember the time I got my 1st pair of glasses with you
And when we went to get my hair cut and it was really short and mommy got mad
It was kinda funny
But it makes me glad
I am growing everyday, learning lots at school
But whenever I think of family
I simply think of you
I love you my Papi
I'll forever feel the same
No matter what the price.
To you Coolice
Based on my dreams 3
"Come with me Lance. I'll keep you safe from this ugly, degisting world of lies. I'll give you everything you ever wanted and more.", She said walking torward me, coming close. "I think I can think for my self thank you. I don't want to go with you." "You don't really think that do you? We both know you hate it here. I promise you that if you take my hand I'll take you to where you want to be. Really I promise. There are many people waiting for you, just for you Lance. "I knew that wasn't posible. People waiting for me in the middle of no where?! She was lying to me. This time I won't let anyone get away with lying to me. No, not today. "Your lying! I won't go with you!", I yelled at her and ran torward to edge of the roof. Their was a shed right near. If I jumped down correctly I could land and then slide down off it to get to my bike and make a my get away. "Don't even try with me! You'll regret that move Lance! If you don't come with me now I'll show you a place where it's worse tha
Based on my dreams 2
I walked toward the door with the package in hand and stepped in. The room was completely black and cold. I heard the door shut behind me. Locking it's self. But I don't turn around to run out like any other person would. I continue walking forward and head upstairs. The stairs were old and creaking, ready to fall. I wasn't scared, I didn't mean to be scared at all. Like, something told me not to be. When I reached the top floor I was on the roof, there I saw the woman I supposed to send the package to. "Do you know where you are?", she said. "No, but I do know that I'm supposed to send you this package." I replied. I walked toward her handing her the package. The woman wasn't old at all, she looked like she was in her early 30's. She smiled and toke it. "Your in my palace entrance, and you've passed", she said. "Passed?Passed what?" I looked at her clothing, she dressed as a queen would have. A red dress of velvet, jewelery, and a crown to go with it. "What I mean is that y
Based on my dreams 1
Just a mile away he said. 'You'll get there on time', yeah right. I continued my way down the hill, wind blowing through my hair, grasslands the only thing surrounding me. I looked up occasionally to see the sun beating on my face. Today was a little warmer than usual. Just today. I was supposed to deliver a package to a old woman who lived in the middle of nowhere. Still pedaling on and on to this lady's house, I just can't wait to get a drink of water when I get there. After 30 minutes of the same scenery I see some sort of temple house ahead. I pedal a little harder, hurrying to get this delivery over with. When I finally reach the temple home I get off my bicycle, grab the package, and let my bicycle fall onto the ground. At the entrance I ring the door bell. No answer. I ring again. No answer. Who delivers a package to a empty temple house? Since when was there a temple house? I turn around, not only a little angry, but I felt fooled. Walked to
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.8After the surprising encounters of yesterday, you were taken back out through unfamiliar woods until you reached a large house.
You were given a room, down the hall from Jeff and Eyeless Jack, which was surprising, considering that the two killers were the last people you'd want to be around at night.
The first few days were rough however, and the murderous clan took special time out of their day to "familiarize" themselves with you.
Toby was by far the nicest. He could be a bit of a downer at times, and his tourettes took some getting used to, but he seemed the most similar to you.
Masky and Hoodie were friendly enough, but you always caught them spying on you for no apparent reason. Hoodie never spoke above a whisper and it creeped you out.
Masky was gentle and extremely shy, but on several occasions you found him on the floor having violent coughing fits, and swallowing handfuls of pills. He almost never removed his mask, unless he was sleeping.
Eyeless Jack, the second oldest, was
Ominous- Jeff The Killer x Reader Ch.7As the creatures words sunk in, you felt your heart skip several beats.
You blinked rapidly and took a few steps back. You weren't angry, you weren't terrified, instead you felt a foreign and unexpected feeling that you couldn't find a
You looked back at Jeff, who had a hand curled into his hair in frustration. He met your gaze for a brief moment before looking at Slenderman.
"But can't you just-"
"My Proxies have a particular skill set, as you've most likely seen from Jeffery. Now, I must ask; what is your relationship with him? It is extremely unheard of for him to spare a life."
Slenderman said, cutting him off.
You gulped. What was your relationship with him?
Friend? No, he wouldn't hesitate to kill you if he wanted to.
"He had said that he kept me around for company, out of boredom." You replied, which was the honest truth. Jeff wasn't affectionate in any way, and enjoyed getting under your skin.
The only time he showed you concern was out of necessit
From Panels to Pages: Hook, Line and SinkerThere are some days where life throws you something totally unexpected that takes you out of the daily routine. I've noticed these changes can oftentimes be little adventures in and of themselves, wonderful little side stories to our "normal" walks.
Then again, living in a home full of Pokémon means that "normal" is usually anything but. So on a sunny Wednesday morning, another of life's little twists and turns came to trip me up.
Or rather, the twisting, turning tip of my dear Arbok's tail was what tripped me up.
I really should've learned by now that the long corridors of the Manor are the most likely spots for Arbok or my other serpentine Pokémon pals to ambush me! It's in their nature, after all; scouting out places to surprise their marks, which are most of the time all me. Within seconds of the toe of my shoe bumping into the purple appendage sticking out of the side storage room, she'd curled her tail all the way up my leg.
"WHOA! What the--?"
My surprise took away any
Fun At The FairLeo sighed. How had Mikey talked him into this?
"That’ll be $20."
Handing the money to the ticket vendor Leo did his best to keep his hand hidden in the large sleeve of his coat so as not to alert the man that Leo and Mikey were not human. A moment later the man shoved two small slips of paper into his hand before waving them away.
"Have fun at the fair. NEXT!"
Handing one of the tickets to Mikey, Leo rolled his eyes as Mikey let out a loud giggle and began pulling him towards the entrance to the fairgrounds. Following Mikey's lead Leo watched amused as Mikey handed his ticket to the person at the gate before going inside and pausing for Leo to join him.
Once inside the fair Leo did his best to keep up with Mikey who practically ran; checking out every booth and stall while staring longingly up at some of the rides.
As they passed by one of the booths, a man's voice called to them.
"Hey kid! Come over here. If you pop a balloon you'll win a prize."
Leo rolled his eyes and did his
A Royal Guard's Protective Arms
Mikey groaned as he slowly began to wake. He was warm; completely cocooned by the blankets on his bed; and he was not alone. He could feel Leo's arms around his hips, gently holding Mikey's smaller body against Leo's larger body.
The sound came from his throat without conscious thought. He couldn't help it. He felt so happy. Last night had been the best night of his life, last night he'd confessed to the man he loved and not only had Leo accepted him and not pushed him away; but they'd slept together. Another low hum came from his throat as he remembered the previous night. He’d never felt that was before. He’d never like that before. He’d never felt such need grip his body.
Slowly shifting, Mikey raised his head up off the pillow to look around his room. Early morning sunlight was slowly shining into the room, making everything look slightly orange. Off in the distance he could hear guards going about their rounds. He groaned as he felt Leo's warm breath rac
Goodbye .:EnglandxReader:. (Part 1)
If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it is yours forever.
I let out another sigh, already exhausted for the day and it was only noon. Mister England has me working day and night now, well ever since America and many others had left him. He lost Canada, Hong Kong, and so many others, I was all that was left really. I remember the happy times, when he used to be so much kinder, so loving. But that wasn't the England I know now.
I am known as the personification of (c/n), but most like to call me (f/n) (l/n). I've been around for many years, it’s still a wonder how I am still under British rule, but my country is small and I never get the chance to make allies to help me. England keeps me on a tight leash; there is barely a moment that he isn't watching over
White roomWoke up this morning, erg, well at least I thought it was morning. I was surround by these clean pure white colored walls, no widows, maybe I was kidnapped. But why? Why would someone want me and what for? So far all I know is that I'm trapped in a room with white walls with no windows and I'm kidnapped. Great, h'm now to think up an escape and save myself from whoever put me here. No wait what if I'm NOT kidnapped but I'm in the loony bin!? No that can't be it. I'm not crazy. Well don't think I am. Then again I might be I don't even know my name or how I got here. I'll just give myself a name and forever be a new person. That sounds great I could live my life with wealth a handsome husband and 3 kids. Yay, the life it would have to be. Wait wouldn't I be leaving my old life, that is if I have one. H'm maybe I'm a spy and they someone caught me and then they erased my memories. Seems right so far and now they left me here to do more questioning but I couldn't because my memo
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