Young Adult
MAGISTRATE COURTS DARKEST HOUR
I told him no matter how sacred or secret our bond—that I would look for him everywhere. I would go to the ends of the Earth to find him, knowing deep down that he was gone forever and no one could ever replace him—no matter how hard I tried. I would look for him in every strangers face, in every old photograph. Nothing would ever take the pain away; nothing.The words haunted me. The beautiful words I spoke haunted me. I watched tears spill from myself as I told him I would never forget him; I would hold on until it was safe to let go. I begged him to do the same as I curled up like a child and cried, turning inward; the tears burning my chest until I could no longer breathe. Wishing for time to turn back one day, one week, one month, or one year but that couldn’t change what would happen next.Now, I wish I had one more year, I wish he could see me as I am now, how proud he would be. Of course, it’s the curse of knowledge, of hindsight, of memory, of will-power…and it is fickle. In my last bit of lucidity I promised to protect her, to watch over my mom and keep her safe. I promised to look after my brothers and sisters until the swallowing moons took me away. I promised to do everything in his honor. I fought to hold my composure and be strong for him, and here I sit a ravaging mess consumed by the bitter taste of death…scared to step into that next step, afraid of the unknown…
By K.H. Obergfoll4 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Ch. 31
Read Chapter 30 Here After a week, Miriam gave up nagging Key, especially since he was spending less time with Jo anyway. She hoped the issue had taken care of itself. He was still distance from her and the other girls, but they were also fast approaching the end of the first quarter, and they were all worried about their first round of exams. Tilli had schedules time in one of the magic practice rooms to prepare for "whatever Theelnin will throw at us," and Ayan's copy of Laura Pfieffer's travel journal was marked with so many extra pages, Miriam was surprised it closed. Key went everywhere with the trousers she had made, carefully embroidering the hems and pockets in her spare time, and Mat read. All day long.
By Molly Marjorie4 years ago in Fiction
Silverwings and Small One
I have never in my life liked humans, or human children; a fact that still stands true today. Humans are filthy, loud, disgusting creatures, and their offspring are even louder and filthier. It is for this reason that I chose my Dwelling-Place as far from humans as possible. My forest was once a calm, quiet place; filled with fatted deer good for hunting, and clean, clear water for drinking and swimming in. I very much like the water, as it cools my scales when my Spark grows too hot. If I had it my way, I would curl up in the bottom of my Pool and lie there forever... but Small One would never allow it.
By Natalie Gray4 years ago in Fiction
Songs Forbidden
Songs Forbidden Chapter 1: Chaos When you’re young, it’s easy to believe things have always been as they are and will remain as such, for all of eternity. Yet, eventually the god of change comes for us all, teaching us that nothing was ever or will ever be stable. Stability is an illusion, a delusion of mortal creatures.
By Rebecca Keene4 years ago in Fiction
Is there a natural attraction between boys and video games?
Any questions people in general has about the best addiction treatment center in Lahore reality of computer game addiction ought to be settled. Here's one of the most recent titles about how and Why Won't Child Stop Playing Video Games from the Unified Realm Times On the web: "Kid falls after playing Universe of Warcraft for 24 hours in a row." After the arrival of another variant of the notorious MMORPG (massive multi-player online pretending game), this 15-year-old imploded and went into seizures brought about by lack of sleep, absence of food, and the delayed focus time playing the game.
By Willing Ways4 years ago in Fiction
