Marissa DeShields
Bio
Just a woman with a lot of words to say. Thank you for all of the support even if it’s a read it means so much to me so I hope you have a great day.😊
Stories (23/0)
Cabin in the woods
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window."I remember Jack and I wanted to check it out. We were 17 years old it was the summer of 95 the last summer before college. I got into a bunch of schools but I knew in my heart I wanted to get out of Pennsylvania so I chose one of the ones that were further away. Se off to the University of Georgia I planned on going Jack got into a lot of schools but he wanted to be closer to me so he chose the University of Tennessee because it was the closest school that he got into we’ve been best friends since we were seven years old and we’ve been dating for the past three years in my heart I thought we were gonna be together forever and nothing was going to stop that. So with the University of Tennessee only being four hours away from me we decided that we would see each other every other weekend and call twice a week we would make it work but even though long-distance didn’t work for everybody else It could work for us. Just like every other summer we like to play in the woods we would go on these adventures and we would play in the river we’ve always and every time we did we would always joke about this cabin that my parents told me about that their grandparents told them about. This cabin was built in the 1700s and how there was a witch from Salem that moved there for refuge. She and her lover came together and they were peaceful and they were happy she very rarely went to town to get supplies for they grew most of their things but she needed some cloth to make herself a new dress. She and her lover were going to get married thinking their past was behind them. All was well until a flood of smallpox hit the town children dying left and right. Some of the parents were taken out too. Elizabeth was the witch‘s name gets her lover's name was James. Since they did not go into town much they didn’t have the same issues the other said plus Elizabeth did a protection spell on them both to ensure they have good health people started talking because they noticed those two were not affected by this their ignorance is where the problem started they assumed that they were doing something wrong but the point of the matter was they just didn’t come around the other townsfolk enough. The final strong was a brother and sister who went out into the woods close to the cabin they kept going further into it and they got lost. Their mother was distraught so she and her husband who was the town sheriff gathered up a search party to look for their children it took them two days and their children were unscathed but when they ask them what was the last thing they remember seeing it was the cabin that was enough to fuel the fire. In a fit of rage, they went to the cabin later that night while James and Elizabeth were in bed. They were making love passionately only they didn’t know it was gonna be the last time. The towns folks men first until the door dragging James Elizabeth outside Elizabeth had to watch as all of the men beat James to the brink of death but they kept him alive just long enough so they can see as Elizabeth was tied to a stake and they caught her on fire while they all celebrated burning the witch. Elizabeth‘s last thoughts were an act of revenge not only for her but for her poor sweet James. After they finish burning her they killed him as well slicing his throat as he lay there. No one has ever lived in the cabin again and everyone has always sworn that it was cursed. They’ve tried to burn it down and it just would not burn they say if you go in there you can still hear Elizabeth calling out for James. I was always told that it was forbidden to go in there so I never did. That was until we decided to camp in the woods that night and as we were going past the cabin as we had 1 million times there was a candle lit in the window.
By Marissa DeShieldsabout a year ago in Fiction
Pale Deserter
Your alabaster skin haunts me thinking of the past of things that shouldn’t matter anymore and will never change. I’m sickened with distaste the love that I have for you is gone. It’s obsolete after everything that we’ve been through it sad that this is how the end has to be until the point where I don’t think about your skin on mine, the kisses and touches anything from the past. I’ve wiped them away the same way that the waitress wipes off the counters, quickly and efficiently dispersing of everything that we once were you broke me something I hate to admit, but you did for a period of my life I did not know who or what I was going to be again, a shell of the woman that I am. I had to find the pieces once again and build myself back up. I look at things and I think of you, but not the you that you are now the person you were before at one point you were my sunshine, and now you are the blackest Day, a cascade of clouds harmoniously filling the sky until all you can see is the bleak shadows of called the weather It’s sad at one point you were my everything and now you mean nothing to me how is that for karma? How is that for pain cause I never expressed myself as your lips would produce Wickedness with words of distaste there was a part of me that held onto the softness of the words that you used to say but that person is missing is she’s gone dead like a tree in the winter except I won’t be here when you try to come back in the spring
By Marissa DeShieldsabout a year ago in Poets
Flash from the past
“What the hell is that!” is the first thing that I say after I see all of these things posted on my wall dammit Jennifer, messy pictures that I thought were long forgotten are thrown in my face once again to where I have to face them I’m about to be the laughingstock of school freshman year I made some mistakes And I was not popular. I had braces no sense of style terrible acne and I was 30 pounds overweight I thought I had good friends but when summer came before the sophomore year and I lost the weight I got my braces taken off and I finally figured out a good face regimen, I was tractive and I wasn’t the only person that noticed that boys at school. Sorry to come up to me and the girls. I start to become popular but I never let Jennifer go. She’s been my best friend since we were in kindergarten that was never going to change even when people told me that I should just let her go and that they didn’t understand why I was riding with her. I didn’t care about any of that. All I cared about was that we stayed friends Everything was fine until Gracie came with her eyes and the color of the sky before the storm and her long wavy chocolate brown hair greasy was my first girlfriend. It is still my first girlfriend or even dating for a year. She and Jennifer just do not get along and she’s another person that doesn’t see why I’m still friends with her. She doesn’t bring it up anymore but I know that she still questions it every once in a while, especially when they start fighting about something, so as I am scrolling down Instagram, I see Jennifer posted throwback Tuesday of back when Lizzie and I were best friends, and the only thing that mattered was us. I see pictures of me the old me all over my wall. We’ve always had each other‘s passwords, and I never thought anything of it, but now I know that it was a grave mistake either people choose to forget or they don’t remember who I was before I became who I am now and I’ve always tried to keep it that way that’s all ruined. I have 3000 followers on Instagram we have a school population of about 5000 so more than half the school is on it First thing I do is try to delete them but even when I try all she does is repost them that’s if this is enough. I need to call Jennifer the phone rang at 3 to 4 Times before she answers Jen. What the hell why would you post those pictures?
By Marissa DeShieldsabout a year ago in Confessions
My Spirit Animal
They say in life you only get one animal that touches you truly to your heart. They are the definition of a spirit animal Bailey was that for me. I’ve always wanted to English bulldog as long as I could remember. I’ve always been fascinated with the breed but like most people I knew that they were extremely expensive so I told myself one day I was going to own one and we were gonna be super good friends. The plan was to name her Bailey. I was 22 when I met Bailey at the time her name was Elsa. She was this small beautiful chocolate brown English bulldog. She was the very first one I met in person and I thought she was the cutest thing ever. This was the beginning of my mom‘s work in the rescue business she was still working with another group before she branched out and had her own. The vets daughter who I lovingly call Dobby asked my mom if we would want her because she heard me telling her dad how I wanted one and she had too many animals as is. My mom said that she would think about it and everything but as soon as I met her that first day a protest couldn’t fall off my mothers lips before I already claimed her as mine. In this instance I know what love at first sight meant because I already loved her in that moment. My mom seen the look on my face and she knew there was no telling me no for this. So as the years passed we grew together every good time or bad she was there for it. So I have degeneration disease so my disc in my back are completely messed up. In technical terms, my L5 disc pushed itself in front of my L4 disc and broke off into 6 pieces or so. Through trial and tribulation she was there for me but She saved my life. I was going through a terrible time in an abusive relationship.So any moment that I had a good moment was rare; but I remember on this particular day Bailey and I were watching TV. Most people one thing a dog would be watching TV but Bailey was more clever than any dog that I’ve ever met in my life she had to be the most articulate dog I’ve ever met. For example you could ask her basic questions that had the answer of yes or no and she would tap your hand of whatever answer she was trying to tell you. I remember we had this awesome day we went on a drive we went and got snacks we just enjoyed our day. I was on pins and needles because I just got tested for ovarian cancer and I was waiting for my results. Fortunately they were supposed to be in that day after waiting a week. I was just trying to distract myself I just remember being with Bailey and we just had the best time and then they called me and told me that my test was negative I didn’t have cancer. I cried in the Bailey’s fur and squeezed her so tight she just rested her head in my shoulder. She was my baby for eight years she passed away this February and I miss her every single day. She was my very best friend and there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of her. That memory though of having her with me in one of my darkest hours I’ll always be thankful for that.
By Marissa DeShields2 years ago in Petlife
A new beginning
As I watch them lower her casket six feet into the ground I cannot feel anything I knew this coming but it didn’t make it any easier. This is a perfect day for something like this it’s raining and it’s ice cold but when is it not when you live in Pittsburgh?
By Marissa DeShields2 years ago in Confessions
Confessions of a Suicide
Dear mom; There is something I’ve always wanted to tell you and I couldn’t. I think a part of you knew but I’m not sure how big that part is. Mom you saved my life; I was going on a really hard path my depression was eating me like maggots to flesh. I just couldn’t fight it anymore in the end I was about to give up my life. Suicide has been something that I’ve contemplated and have attempted multiple times. Though this time was different because no one had any idea that I was doing that bad. I could still remember The day as if it was yesterday and I think I will be old and gray with wrinkles in my skin and you’ll be long gone but I will still remember this. I have a Grim Reaper tattoo on my arm with a number 13 on it. This represents the first time I tried to kill myself. I was just a child I didn’t know how important life could be or how important I could be to others. Every day would just drag on and I honestly just wanted it to be over. Growing up I idolized you I’ve always wanted to to be like you. To be half the woman that you are would be a blessing. As a woman now I remember that a lot of girls say that about their mom. For me this was different I seen how you hustled how you made sure that nothing was ever needed in my life. You were the firm hand and the best friend Mom simply you’re a bad ass. On top of that to have your perseverance and your kind heart I’d give anything for it. The day I was going to kill myself my letters were written my choice of how I was going to do it was laid out in front of me and that was going to be the end. I don’t know how but it’s like you knew it’s like you had a mom vision because you called me and you were just checking on me. You made me laugh and you told me that you love me it’s not something that we do all the time because I’m not mushy but the sentiment is always there. As I sat there pills in hand I went back to being a child. Just a little girl that wanted her mom you saved me and you didn’t even know it. To you it was just a Tuesday to me it was gonna be my last Tuesday. So thank you for being the mom that I always wanted and needed throughout my life I may have rebelled as a teenager. I know that I wasn’t always the easiest and I was your only child. You had no idea what to do with me. You were only 20 years old when you had me you were still in school. You were in a toxic relationship that was bringing you down and you still rose up from it all. For me at 20 I barely was keeping my head above water and you rose above in a way that I respected the hell out of you. To top it off when you had me you were all alone and that’s a scary thought at 20. For you to go through that and I’ve already been 20 and I know I couldn’t have done half of the things that you’ve done throughout my life . So now growing older as I am our relationship is the coolest thing that I could ever ask for. So many people are jealous of it because I tell you everything but I didn’t tell you this. How bad I was doing and how easily you could’ve lost me. You have no idea how much I owe you and how much you appreciate it. The love and respect that I have for you now will never be overturned.
By Marissa DeShields2 years ago in Confessions