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posted by rose12345
 I'm haunted par the memory's i hold
I'm haunted by the memory's i hold
"No, NO"! I was having that dream, the one were my best friend drowned last summer. I was eight years old when I went to summer camp I didn't want to go but my mom a dit that it would be a good experience for me. Mrs. Jackson signed Jamie up, Jamie Jackson was and forever will be my best friend. When it was time to go to camp, we sat on the bus together, A couple of the girls from our school went too. They started to pick on me, and Jamie defended me.Towards the last jour of summer camp the girls dared Me and Jamie to jump into the lake, I backed out, but Jamie took the dare.
"It's the only way, if i do this they'll stop talking about us". I looked at Jamie with tears in my eyes, "Jamie don't do this". She looked back at me and sighed "Fine, lets just go", I could tell that she was mad, but she doesn't like to see anyone cry. Kelly the girl in charge pushed Jamie in,"ha ha ha", she laughed, they walked away."Jamie, Jamie"! I looked around, but it was to late.
When they got to her, she was already dead, i cried they called her mother and we cried together, that was the worst memory, I have ever had, The dream switched. I was ten and I heard yelling from down stairs, "How could toi cheat on me", came loud and clear from up stairs,I could barely make out what my dad said, but it sounded like, "we...Spend...Time", something broke plus yelling was going on. The front door slammed, I walked down stairs.

My mom was crying, "Mommy", I a dit she didn't look up, I taped on her shoulder and she looked up, she offered me a smile, "what are toi doing up sweetie"? I looked at her and gave her a hug, "mom,I l’amour you", I gave her a hug. The dream changed yet aging, to the jour when my baby brother died.
It was a Friday afternoon, and my brother was playing ball in the front yard, I was sopose to be watching him, and on thing lead to another, and his ball ran in to the street, he ran after it, and suivant thing toi knew a car came by, "Bry-", i ran out side but I was to late.
I jerked right up, I was breathing hard, those were my worst memory's I turned on my back and screamed into my pillow. I got up and walked to my sisters room, she was sound asleep. I checked on my mom too, the same result. Even my cat, Bubbles was asleep. I went down stairs and looked at the clock, only four hours until time to get up.
There was some movement up stairs and then my mom popped her head out, "Jenny, what are toi doing up"? I smiled and shock my head, "oh mom toi know, how much i l’amour to wake up early", it was true i don't like to sleep.
My mom sighed and gave me a hug "oh, Jenny,Jenny, Jenny" I laughed and smiled "oh mom, mom,mom,mom". she rolled her eyes, "Happy birthday Jen, I l’amour you". My mom went up stairs, in case toi didn't know my name, I'm Jenny Renae Williams.
I am sixteen years old today, I looked in the mirror nothing changed. I still look like the same old Jenny, I still had my big round brown eyes, My big 'ol smile and my frizz blond hair. My alarm rung and I shut it off, after I took my douche and got dress there was a knock on the door. "someone's in here" i said. NO one answered, "Paige"! I waited a seconde for Paige's answer and when she did she was in her room, Paige is my sister, we adopted her, she is ten years old, she has fraise blond hair and brown eyes. The knocking stopped and i rolled my eyes, "never mine".
I was just about to wash my face when I heard a faint "help me", I jumped, and almost cried when i saw, well heard were it was coming from. There was a girl curled up in the tub it was full of water. At first I thought it was a dream, but then she a dit it aging "Help me" she said.
I went towards the tub and she turned her face towards me it was Jamie, I gasped, "No, NO"! she looked at me, "help me", I backed up, Jamie looked at me aging, "help me"! "NO, NO your not real"! I yelled, your dead, she looked at me. "Go away", I told her, "Help me", Jamie said, Then she was gone. I ran out the bathroom, right in to Paige , Paige looked at me.
" what's wrong"? she smiled toi look like toi seen a ghost, I laughed and then looked at the bathroom did I see a ghost? I went to my room. and there was something in the corner, It was a five an old boy, "Bryson"! He turned at the sound of his mane, he was bleeding , I looked at him, "help me", he said.
"How"? I cried out, "your dead", I cried, then my mom came in Bryson left. "What's wrong sweetie", she came over and hugged me, I looked at her "I-I just saw B-B-Bryson". I choked on his name, my mom gave a sigh and stood up, "Jamie, don't do this". I blanked, "Wh-what", I couldn't stop shaking she looked at me, "I think your seeing things, maybe from lack of sleep". she was trying to be nice, she was trying not to tell me what she really thinks . "so, mom what your saying is that I'm crazy". My mom looked at me, "w-what, that's not what, I'm saying at all it's just lately toi haven't been sleeping well, and..."
The door cloche, bell ranged I went down stairs, It was my suivant door neighbor, Mark, "Hey Mark", he smiled, Mark is seventeen years old, he loves to play football and he has the skills for it. Mark has black hair and blue eyes, Mark pulled me in to a hug, "Happy birthday"! He pulled out a small box and handed it to me. I hugged him, "your the best"! He laughed , "Thank you, but the present is in side the box". I laughed and slapped him in the head, I opened the box, it was those earrings I saw at the mall, The cœur, coeur shaped ones with the diamonds in bedded in it. "wow, Mark this must have cost a ton". He smiled "do toi like it"?
"Duh"! "This is the best", He smiled "I'm glad toi like it", I looked at him "Why did your get me this"? He looked at me, his blue eyes burning in to my heart, "because I l’amour you". I stopped myself from rolling my eyes, "It's been years since that stuff happened to you", Mark said. "It's time for toi to trust aging", he add I looked at him, "I-I can't, toi know that", Mark sighed, he pulled me into his arms, "none of that was your fault", he whispered. I pulled away, "but-", I a dit , "but nothing" Mark stepped closer to me, "It's time to let go".
I fell in to his arms and he kissed me, he kissed my neck , my arm and my forehead he paused at my lips and leaned in, obviously giving me time to pull away. When I didn't his lips met min e, and in that seconde I let all the walls i built fall. I stood there for a seconde after we finished, Mark smiled and hugged me, "see, all toi had to do was trust me".
My mom walked down the stairs and nodded to mark she looked at my earrings, and smiled, "What no neckles", my mom laughed and walked away, i knew she was hurting, because dad use to buy her stuff like this. Mark smiled and gave me a hug, "happy birthday Jen", I laughed, and we left for school.


Thanks for lire this, me and my friend worked hard on this and i hope it's good, plz rate and leave some words if toi want, p.s look at the picture
posted by nick_cross
The Exiled
Story setting:
Era: future
Character setting: witch and wizards, vampires, werewolves, phoenix man, humans
Setting: earth, United States
World setting: future, world war??, nations combine to make 3 empires: wizard empire, empire of man, world empire.
PROLOGUE:
For centuries we lived harmoniously; we had two different worlds. Two very different worlds. Their world was lived freely and without secrecy. In our world, that’s what it was all about, secrecy. Don’t make too much noise, don’t seem so noticeable, and most important, under no circumstances, don’t ever get caught. For a while...
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posted by Seastar4374
I don't know what to think of waking up practicially every heure except for this: 'Why the hell does this happen?!' I was seariously exhausted and I hardly slept. Apperiently the twins are hourly alarm clocks ou something because thats what it feels like. Once they fell asleep once again I got my chance. I layed down on the canapé and yawned. I only had 12 hours of sleep,oh an hourly basis one heure per every two. I finally fell asleep yet again. They were quiet for two hours this time up until the boy started crying. I groaned and stood up exuhausted. I walk to him. "Whtas wrong baby? Huh?"...
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posted by tigerseye43
I got up to the sound of glass crashing to the floor. I ran to my little cuisine to see a man in a black ski mask and overalls standing in my kitchen. I ran at him to throw a coup de poing ou two but when I extended my arm to hit him, he grabbed my arm and stabbed my with a knife.As the couteau cut through my skin I screamed in pain, with a few cuss words to go along with it. Then as I fell to the floor in pain, the thief ran out my door and fled from my house. What was going on, I thought. Why was that man in my house. Then I looked around to see what he had broken. When I saw what he had broken, I...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
Dear toi Know Who toi Are,


Love is a deep feeling, and what I felt for toi was never love. It was...... I'm not sure, but not love. l’amour is deep. This only scratched the surface.

Your long blonde hair made toi irresistible. Your ice blue eyes were enchanting, made me feel like I was walking on heaven. Your pale skin made me feel like I was in fake l’amour with a monster, though. My Friends teased me and toi because of it.

Those arguments we had over the phone, I wish I could've spat the words at you. It would've been plus satisfying. Seeing your reaction. Hearing toi overreact to everything.

You...
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posted by liissaaxx
I can’t even remember why I chose to marry you!” She yelled. Her beautiful face filled with anger, those sparkling brown eyes that I have loved since jour one, bore into me with no affection. She had a dit them, the words I never wanted to hear.
The fight had been going on for an heure now and I started to yell back, I could no longer control myself. Our first real fight in five years. I knew she would be over it soon and that big bright smile will light up her face, but I was overwhelmed too. I was hurt. But I stopped myself.
There were no lights on in our house; the outside light had faded...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
I was the only one in this world, this blank space. It was obviously a dream, no other place would only contain a 13 an old girl with an overactive imagination. I heard small cries, and I wondered if I truly was the only thing on this world. Then, I ran.

I ran the lengths and widths of the blank world, and kept running until I found a rock. A small, grey rock. Colorless. What was a little kore interesting was the figure on haut, retour au début of the rocks. She had black hair, as black as a rook's wing, and it made a curtain around her face. She wore grey, a simple grey dress. On her feet were rags. But her...
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posted by r260897
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my cœur, coeur is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look vers l'avant, vers l’avant to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES. 
posted by coolie
“Pump! Pump!” went my pounding cœur, coeur as I trembled across the deserted hallway of school. As I looked around in this hall of nothingness, I realized that I was the fist person here. However, I had the feeling that I was being watched, and followed. It was not a good feeling
I didn’t mind getting to school early because I always liked watching the other kids scatter out on the playground one par one, and watching them rejoindre different games. I was too afraid to play the games that the other boys played. Football and their aggressive chasing games just seemed dangerous, and I couldn’t stand...
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posted by para-scence
"No! I don't want to go!" I shrieked. My whole world was crumbling down. This couldn't be happening. I found a place where I was loved and accepted, and now I was being kicked out?

What would happen when I got home? Mother and Father would either neglect me plus than ever, ou beat me to death for "jeopardizing the family name" par running away. The thought was stupid, but I'm pretty sure that's what would happen.

"Cosette, you've been so depressed ever since Asteria left," Grandma said. "You need to go home. It's what's best for you."

"No, it's not!" I shouted. Tears were pouring down my cheeks....
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posted by sawfan13
To travel the roads less traveled by, to travel in the paths of The Great Electric Poet, as the lizards Kiss your feet, rainbows giving toi rides on their magnificent layers of light and color, to l’amour everything, and trip out on every champignon on the ground. I would l’amour that to be my life, Alice in Wonderland stoner version style. Alas, as an insane creature on God's most gorgeous green Earth, society and the laws my freedom. Yet, I do manage to find a way to release myself from these chains. For I am Kira Lucille Way, and I'm on the edge of mental health.


It's the an 1966. A year...
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posted by para-scence
This is a dream I had. Just wanted to get it out of my head. XP



The three of us laughed; my Friends and I. It was a fun Friday night, with the parents home, and sister sleeping over at a friend's house. Lydia and Alli were over, just having a good time. We sat in the family room, with only those room lights on, and the TV on.

Then from outside, there was a strange sound. We all froze.

"What was that...?" Lydia asked. Neither Alli ou me spoke. We were all La Reine des Neiges in fear.

"Come with me, toi guys," I said, standing up slowly. We slowly went into the kitchen, and then the living room, looking out...
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CHAPTER 1


Jason Card sat on his trône in the Vampire Council room. The room rested in a paculiar place. The center of an undersea volcano. Magic kept the lave back. It formed a dome over the room except for a tunnel the leads out and up onto an island in the middle of the Atlantic. Vampires, being the most cold skinned creatires on earth didn't feel a percentage of the heat.
Jason was a tall and skinny man, with black hair and green eyes. He wore a black t-shirt with blue jeans and a traverser, croix necklace. vampires could change there age at will and he took the form of a twenty an old man.
Jason...
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posted by para-scence
Inspired par the titre from Emilie Autumn's upcoming album, "Fight Like A Girl." ;)

link


She was an innocent little girl, and that was their first mistake. That first thought.

"This is going to be easy," they'd thought. Yet, another mistake. The two men descended down the sidewalk casually, coming in her direction. She crossed the road, and walked on the other side. They two men stopped. She was smart...

They walked a little plus on the sidewalk, then crossed the road, now walking behind her. They made sure their footsteps weren't heard on the near empty street.

She began walking faster, feeling...
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posted by r260897
That big mansion continued to bother Zean. But he knew it very well how to hide it from others. “ one two three four one two three” shouted “ Bang Zhang” “ oh oh it’s the time when I look at you!!! I I forgot what I have to do… I am just going crazy…. Don’t be so lazy… now come up in my arms oh dear……” they just started with their song and Ilm came with Bang Zhang’s cupcakes ( which he tried to hide from others). “ salut toi Little Brat its my cupcake..stay there” he shouted and Ilm started running. “ I am young I can run faster than toi old man” shouted Ilm....
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Alone. All cold, cold as snow in December's winter embrace. What have I become in life? I let the others push me, let poverty and unhappiness take over, and let me live a short, tragic life. Did I long to be miserable and unhappy like Poe so I could become a great writer? Did I read The Little Match Girl too much at age five ou six to the point where I became her? Am I an attention seeker because my parents never gave a damn about me? I could have been anything, anything I wanted. I was a great writer, fantastic artist, had a perfect boyfriend for me, but I just threw it all away. If I could,...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

All of a sudden the lights disappear as do our wands. I hope they were placed somewhere safe. Rosella, Tyler and I arrive in front of some sparkling pool of water. "Uhh...Tyler, what the heck are we doing here?" I question my rebel brother. "I don't know! I swear we were supposed to be with the Goddess of the Oracle!" Tyler exclaims. toi know, I totally expected something like this to happen from Rosella. But, since Tyler did it, it's pretty surprising to me! "Well, the way I see it, there's no Goddess here!" Rosella yells at the haut, retour au début of her lungs. I agree with my younger sister for...
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posted by para-scence
We didn't tell mine ou Blake's family about the pregnancy. I didn't want anyone to feel sorry for us if we had another miscarriage. I was really excited, but I was also absolutely terrified. And since I couldn't manage to keep myself calm, Blake insisted that I keep taking my medication throughout the pregnancy.

I took Hera to her first AA meeting. I promised not to tell Dad ou Kara, even though I knew I probably should. We agreed we only tell them if she kept drinking; and I warned her if she lied to me, I would eventually find out and kill her. She didn't really talk in the meeting, which...
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posted by para-scence
I was able to avoid Drew for the rest of the school week because of work. He wasn't happy about it, but there wasn't much he could do; I had to work. I'd taken the last nonconvulsant pill a couple days ago. This worried me; maybe if I could manage to stay calm and not get too worked up, I wouldn't have any major seizures. Every once in a while, when I'm not on medication, I can have absence seizures; those aren't so bad, but it's still not fun.

Blake asked if I was free on Saturday. I guess I could avoid Drew for another day. He a dit he'd pick me up at my house at noon.

***

On Saturday, I was...
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posted by bamagirl5899
Alex's pov


I hate Chicago busy all the time and easy to get mugged like right now.The guy was chasing me a gun pointed I couldnt montrer what I was just around the cornor and wham. I felt a bullet hit me.the bullet was from a .44 magnuim I had one like it in my room at accueil my friend accidently shot me with it and i knew what the bullet felt like.It hit me in my right shoulder damaging my wing.*no escape* I thought. I finally turned the corner to a dead end.I baked against the wall.Then my Friends jumped from the roof tops and surrounded me.I got of the mur and kicked the gun outta his hand and...
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posted by para-scence
Things were better after that. It was... boring I guess. But being bored is better than being raped. I walked for hours upon hours, still seeming to get nowhere. I was starting to believe I was truly lost. My stomach felt like it was starting to digest itself, which I hoped it wasn't, but I wouldn't be surprised. The only time I had something to drink was when it rained. I'd walk down the road, with my mouth open at the sky like a complete idiot. It worked a little though, and I kept myself from dehydrating.

It was three whole days before I got close to home. But I was so hungry and tired and...
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