Can't see you
Can't hear me
You watch and don't help
I say goodbye
You say you love me
Chapter 10 member never aging
Chapter 10 member never aging
I open my eyes to see that I was in a torcher room. 'Great another torcher room!' I thought. Then I looked down at my Hands I had handcuffs on 'dam it ok I have to clam down, meditate and try and remember what happen' I thought.
I cross my leg and took a deep breath in and close my eyes then every thing was burly then I saw a woman who looked familiar "I don't know what you're talking about" the woman snap at a man dress in black. He walked up to her and stab her "no" I yelled then every thing whet burly and all I heard was "I love you Tessa."
My eyes snap open I had to take a deep breath to clam down then I sense someone powerful at the door 'Dooku' I thought. I was right. Dooku walk in with one sith and one MagnaGuard "Dooku" I muted under my breath. "Hello Tessa did you think you could escape well I will teach you" said Dooku and he order one of his sith underling to get the knife so he started to grad a knife and he stabs it through my han
chapter 9 perish for life and death
Chapter 9: Perish for life and death
While Tessa was sleeping I snuck off. I closed the door quietly and rubbed the sweat off my head. I walked off into the corridor, and met Obi Wan. "I sense something bad" he said. "Is it to do with Tessa?" I asked, "No, it's coming from you." He told me. "Whatever happens next tell Tessa that I will always be with her" I told him, I walked in the other direction. "Robbie wait" he came after me, "Obi Wan, I have to do this you can't stop me" I told him. Maybe if I would have let him talk to me I would have been safe I though, but I had to be arrogant.
I went after the separatist ship and flew in my ship alone with no droid. I found it closer than I thought it would be. I boarded and snuck onto the loading bay. I over heard talking from some separatist enforcements coming through the door, I hid behind some boxes for cover. They didn't sound like droids. I looked over, I was right they were some sith acolytes. I pressed my arm down a litt
The Shadow Kids CH.5One survived, one failed
One survived, one failed
I ran to a spot that I knew was safe, I knew because I had been helping the army as long as I could remember. All I could hear was gunfire, tanks and shouting of people giving orders or soldiers and people in pain. Then someone put their hand on my shoulder, on instinct I flipped the person over my shoulder, "what was that for?" then I realised that it was my friend jack "sorry I do that on instinct when there is fighting going on," I mumbled.
"its ok" he said getting up off the floor.
"Really?" I replied.
"Yes its ok. I was sent to get you out of here..."
"Wait," I interrupted, "they did all of this to get me?"
"I can't think, why they would put people in danger just to catch me!" I yelled.
" Tessa Tessa Tessa Tessa clam down!" jack yelled making me shut up then he continued
"It is for your safety and plus I " I heard a stretch of a bow. Some arrows come towards jack "look out" I yelled pushing jack out of the way th
The shadows children CH:1
"I want to sleep on the floor near the TV" I said fast and smiling "you just want to be near the games so you get a control Tessa" "nnnooo you know" I said with I high voice " Libby and ben and jack and jack twwwooo and Clare help me" "no" yell the girls "ha tack that" I laugh then we all stared to laughing the room full of children's laugher then I heard someone walk in "Tessa can you not yell in the house we are in the next room" she said looking at me with a disapprove look "I sorry grandmother can you tells us a story then we go to sleep" I said ben got out of the couch "we are sorry too jade" said ben and josh "it ok ben and josh I tell you a story but first Tessa bring the dogs in" I walk out of the room and went outside and whistle the dog came running up to me then all I hear ban like someone climbing the fence, I know I do time but not as loud then the dogs ran off towards the noise "ow" I heard I
star wars The Jedi missionChapter: 7 The past part 2
When she woke there were three men in front of tessa but that weren't facing her
"She's armed with a lightsaber" said one of the men in a etiquette and clam tone.
"I am still doing it no matter what you both say"
"You two should stop arguing you have been for and hour now so both of you should stop," said one of them who looked a lot older.
"Qui-gon, she is just a child, what should we do" said the stranger.
"I think we should test her force ability's and train her in the Jedi ways" Said the apparent Qui-gon.
"Ah, I am awake you know, what are you talking about?" said Tessa.
"Good morning young one, we where just deciding on your destiny," said Qui-gon.
"What's a destiny?" said Tessa.
"Don't confuse her we need to teach Robbie the force first. He is most likely going to be her Master you know," said one of the strangers.
"Obi Wan, I need some help with these boxes I can only lift them an inch off the ground," said the other stranger.
"Ok Tessa we need to go I
the jedi mission part 5
Chapter 5: taken again
'So what I do with Tessa she dose not have a lightsaber with her we can't give her a gun' said obi wan as we walk into
the main bit of the base.
'where is Anakin and Tessa' said obi one looking around for them.
'not sure' I said 'I think I know where they might be' he said.
'were' I said
'follow me I'll show you' as I ran out of the base and took a speeder
'come I have a bad fell that something going to happen to them' I hopped on a speeder and continued to follow.
Next I could see Anakin and Tessa coming out of the hole that I knew when they could see us Anakin quickly hid
something behind his back.
'What are you doing and what are hiding behind your back' said Obi Wan sound suspicion
'It's nothing don't worry master' said Anakin being smart
'Ok then if it nothing then show us then' said Obi Wan
'Show you what?'
'Anakin stop it'
'Fine we will get back to the base now then' as they walked off, I got off the speeder.
LesbianGod loved the two girls at the end of my street.
Everywhere they went, they went together,
hand-in-hand so they didn't get lost,
laughing at everything and nothing
all at once.
He was so proud of them.
They never stole, they never swore,
they brushed their teeth twice a day
and always said their prayers.
It was a gift, said the townspeople,
that two girls as perfect as they were
were born in the same place.
an even greater gift, said they,
that those two were the best of friends.
Long nights spent giggling in rooms with closed doors
was a good thing, back then.
halfway between their houses
and in the middle of the street,
they realized that they loved each other.
A gaze lingered a moment too long,
a heart beat a little too fast...
They kissed for the first time on a park bench,
hidden from the rest of the world.
God doesn't love them anymore.
HetaliaxDepressed!Reader:Self-Inflicted AchromaticHetalia x Scary! Depressed! Reader: Self-Inflicted Achromatic
I want to be a person just like you, don't you see?
I want to be a person who is still being "me"
A tired sigh escaped your lips. You were just so damn tired. The other countries said that you, (f/n) or (c/n), was scarier than Russia himself. But of course, you have lived 2500 years with wars and bloodshed always trailing after you. You just really want to be happy. But all those wars and blood imprinted on your mind, you really just released off a dark (a/c) aura and a stoic atmosphere.
It really would be nice but I'm paying a price
'Cause I'd really, not be me and that would not suffice
You asked yourself, "I know my face doesn't show my pain. But isn't it obvious in my eyes? I'm lonely and hurt" You rubbed your numb (s/c) wrist, yesterday's cuts still had a colorless ache to it. You picked your silver knife, twirling it around watching the others argue. The said knife is the one you also use to cut yourself.
A dream which
A simple HeartHe remains bewildered before her calm eyes,
a sorry escaping his lips for the millionth time.
Yet with a shrug, she smiles and lets him know
it no longer mattered, he only tore a heart in two.
wolfgirltoday is the day i grow my fangs.
no longer will i put my tail
between my legs when i pass by my
reflection; no more will i cower
before the wicked dreams
that whisper deceit in my ears.
i shall throw back my head
and howl to the moon whenever i
wish. the cowardly hunger will
be sated by the bones of my
monsters, crunched to nothing but
dust between my teeth. even the
devil will fear my rage for at
last, i am beginning to cherish
this temple that protects my
as for the dread that still threatens to cage my wild soul?
i will hunt it down
and tear it to bloody shreds with hidden claws
that once lurked beneath my
trembling skin. for i have become free—
and it is a right which i will
never let leave my sight.
I can't write poetry for dead girls.there are too
many pills in this
world and too
much misery in
the human heart
but that didn't mean
that you could just
up and leave when
we both know it
could have gotten better
and i miss you like
a wolf misses her pack
or a goddamn dragon misses
her fire and i'm sorry
that i can't give you
a bouquet of jasmines
(they were your
favorite, after all,
because that was
the only princess
with a pet tiger)
because poppies are
too cliche and i'm
sorry i wasn't there
when all you needed
was a hug and for someone
to whisper "it's okay,
you're perfect enough
for me, don't listen
to that junkie bitch
who just happened to
give birth to you" and did
you know that i'm still waiting
for a reply to that one
email about the world's
best puns because fuck,
there's a stubborn part
of me that still refuses to
believe that you're gone.
suicideHave you ever wanted to die?
That you stood in the bathroom
A knife or a razor blade in hand
Maybe a boodle of pills
And a glass of water
And you stared at the mirror
Just wishing you'd die
But then you started to think
About your mom and your dad
Your sisters and brothers
Your nephews and nieces
All of your friends
And you put down the knife or the razor blade
You put away the pills
And you walked away
Acting like nothing ever happened
But the thoughts of your family and friends
Never stay for long
Day's week's maybe months later
Your back to thinking about suicide and death
Dirty Brother KillerMy bro...
He believed that
You were good...
But I know the truth...
You enjoy seeing us die,
Covered in the color crimson,
While laughing at us,
Screaming in pain,
All of us cared,
And even loved you.
But after Papyrus-
In this very moment...
You're going to hell...
And there's nothing...
That will stop me from doing it...
DIRTY BROTHER KILLER!
RapeI am a 17 year old girl
My eyes sparkle in the daylight
I have a smile that can light up the whole room
I have an amazing family
My friends are the best that anyone could ever ask for
My boyfriend is amazing
Someday I am going to live in a big pretty house just like the one I grew up in
When I graduate I am going to go to a good college and learn to do my dream job
After college I am going to marry my prince charming
And we will live happily ever after
I will have beautiful children
And I will love them with all of my heart
And when they grow up I will become a grandmother
When the time comes I will die peacefully in my sleep with my loyal husband at my side
I have a perfect life.
I am a seventeen year old girl
My tears glisten in the cold moonlight
My smile, like me, is broken and fake
I am all alone
With friends that will never understand
And an ex boyfriend who is wondering what he did wrong
My big house is filled with emptiness and shattered dreams
At school my classmates happy
Being Cis Isn't EasyBeing Cis is Easy
So I suppose that when I was kicked out last night,
for being gay,
that my pain meant nothing,
because let’s face it, i'm cis, anyway.
I think that the marks on my wrist are just ketchup stains,
because i'm cis, so I can't bleed,
Did you know, I'm invincible to pain?
Racism isn't a thing if you're a cisgendered male,
be you black, white or whatever,
you can't experience racism, so why even tell?
Misandry nor misogyny exist of your cis,
so girls and boys, let's stop this confusion,
let's just do away with this.
Depression, huh! Do you mean a cry for attention?
Because if you're cis and experiencing this,
don't bother mentioning it.
And you can't be bullied, you cis scum!
So stop telling us that you are,
because we know you're just making it up.
A broken family, bitch please!
Everyone knows that
cisgendered brats have everything.
Call me stingy, but I ask one thing,
I beg of you to keep the
label “cis” away from me.
Because you love to put us al