Lilian Wicca
Bio
In a world of lovely things we often find ourselves surrounded by endings. If I am to end someday, I'd like to be buried with the words of my thoughts
I'm a 19 year old poet, I love to write about love/death.
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Stories (17/0)
True Story: I Saw the Shadow Realm
My whole life I felt estranged as if I were an alien. Everything became clear when I turned twelve years old. My mother, my sister and I were showed a white house in the city of Thorold Ontario, Canada. When the realtor was showing us the home, something inside me was drawn to the atmosphere, almost as if I didn't feel like an alien any longer in this house. The house was white with black tiles in the kitchen and an all black interior bathroom. The living room had a fun look to it with pink and white diamond painted walls and a staircase, with no railing, that led to the bedrooms upstairs. As far as the upstairs layout goes, when you reach the top of the stairs you are in what was to be my room. No doors no hallways except a little area that led to my sisters room beside mine with only a doorway. It used to be an attic and then constructed into two separate bedrooms so the ceilings were all wonky and weirdly shaped with dips everywhere. After looking at what would be my room at the showing I walked downstairs and my mom asked me for the final decision. I was creeped out but for some reason I said yes.
By Lilian Wicca 2 years ago in Fiction