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InspirationThe boy slips further into the trees as she runs by. She has her jacket pulled over her head as she attempts, unsuccessfully, to shield herself from the pouring rain. She walked to school this morning, not knowing that heavy storms had been in the forecast for this afternoon. If the boy were allowed to speak with her, he could have told her that it would start raining at exactly 2:47, forty three minutes before she got out of school. That was an odd trait of his sort; weather predictions. It was too bad that they had to be taken from society before they could become weathermen or women. They would have made a fortune predicting weather down to the exact minute and location.
If the boy was lucky, the girl would soon be able to predict weather as well. She was showing all the signs that his kind show before they go through the change. Her agility had increased, probably due to the weight l
The Burden of HateI hate you.
Those three simple words can mean so much and do so much damage. We always say that the words I love you are tossed around so easily and so carelessly but what about I hate you? Wouldnt that do just as much damage in a completely different way?
Think about the word hate. The word itself, not even used in a sentence, makes my heart go cold. We use the excuse of honesty to explain why we say things to people. We tell a person something rude to their face, or in their presence, and we say, Well at least Im honest. But really, was that so-called honesty necessary? Did we really need to hurt someone in such a way?
This is when the cliché, do unto others as you would have them do to you, comes in to play. We hear this all the time so we pay it no mind, but if you really
All You NeedWhy do you keep searching,
saying that this will help.
You think this one small thing
will get you through everything else.
Can't you see?
All you need is me.
You seek my love in others.
My care, comfort and love.
Can't you see that is not the cure?
Only I, your Father above.
Can't you see?
All you need is me.
Stop looking now and listen.
My heart, it beats for you.
I did something no man would.
My son, he died for you.
I have a plan set out for you.
Just wait and you will see.
You life, your story I have planned
is better than your dreams
For now live for today.
Let me be your one true love.
When the time is right, I will send
the one you've always dreamed of.
Can't you see?
All you need is me.
PrayerI dont know exactly what made that prayer different. Suddenly, I was talking to you as if you were sitting right beside me like my best friend. We talked like we havent talked in ages and astoundingly it wasnt boring! I could literally feel your presence. I told you everything. I told you about my day, what went good and what went bad. I told you what I was struggling with and what I was feeling confident about. I even joked with you! I was filled with utter happiness during and after that prayer that lasted into the week. If not for that happiness and that comfort well, I would not be in as good a mood as I am now! I feel changed, just after that one prayer. Thank you Lord, for that one prayer and I hope there are many more like it to come, best friend. I love you.
I tryI try to help everyone else
I hurt myself in the process.
I try to deal with other's pain
It just increases my own.
I try to be the perfect example
I mess up.
I try to get the perfect body
I starve myself instead.
I try to fix others faults
I lose time to fix my own.
I try to make everyone like me
I split into different personalities.
I try to handle everyones burdens
It weighs me down and breaks my heart.
I try to ignore the pain
I become stressed and overwhelmed.
I try to be friends with everyone
It's hard when they don't like each other.
I try not to be hateful
I end up hating myself.
I try to be the happy girl people want to see
I let out the unhappiness in bad ways at home.
I try to act innocent like others think I am
I'm not innocent at all.
I try to be who everyone needs me to be
I'm not who I need to be.
I try to help others through tough times
It brings me down instead.
I try to love everyone
If they don't love back, it hurts.
I try to not take things personally
It's hard when
I CAN'TI CAN'T be perfect................................................I CAN try my best.
I CAN'T help everyone I see..................................I NEED to help myself.
I CAN'T have the perfect body..............................I CAN stop starving myself.
I CAN'T let other peoples pain be my own.............I NEED to deal with my own pain.
I CAN'T always be the perfect example..................I CAN let others know when I mess up.
I CAN'T be who everyone needs me to be.............I NEED to be myself.
I CAN'T always have a boyfriend...........................I CAN wait for "the one" to come.
I CAN'T have everyone like me.............................I NEED to not care.
I CAN'T be the perfect Christian............................I CAN ask for forgiveness.
I CAN'T fix everyone............................................I NEED to fix myself first.
I CAN'T rely on myself all the time........................I NEED God to help me.
"First take the speck out of your own eye, then you will see c
LIFEMy LIFE began today
So small you cannot see
I am a little girl
DNA is telling me
Brown hair just like my mom
Blue eyes just like my dad
I have no idea
What kind of life they have had
My first word will be mommy
I cant wait to see her smile
For now I am enclosed,
Waiting all the while
I will go to church
And I will go to school
In the winter Ill go sledding,
In the summer to the pool
I cannot wait to LIVE this LIFE
To see what is outside
This place that I am in,
I will not have to hide
I am growing very fast
They know now I am here
I cannot wait to see them
It seems like its been years
Hold on just one second,
Something is happening.
I dont know whats going on
All the lights are fading.
It hurts but I cant scream
For my voice is not quite here
Help me mommy!
But I cannot shed a tear
I dont think I will make it
I dont think I will see
I will never see the faces
Of those who made me
I will never get outside
This place Ive b
They Don't KnowThere's a smile on my face
but there's tears in my heart.
People see a happy girl
while my heart tears apart.
The struggles with appearance,
I know no body sees.
The eating and the makeup,
I'm falling to my knees.
The constant struggle
there is between friends.
They have no idea
it tears me beyond mend.
The hate between people
that tears at my heart.
They have no idea
how it pulls me apart.
I don't let them know,
I don't let them see
how much I struggle.
There's turmoil inside me.
They say I'm so pure,
so cute and innocent.
But I'm not, they don't know.
I can't let them see it.
If they ever found out,
oh how they would judge
and how big the hate
it would be huge.
I couldn't be the example
I so want to be.
I couldn't ever help them
because they had seen.
I can't let them know,
I can't let them see
the hurt I go through,
the pain that's in me.
So I'll keep on my mask,
I'll keep up this charade.
I'll hide all the pain
with the mask I have made.
HateI hate, hate so much
Ironic as it is
all this hate
i hate hate
we're all humans
we're all the same
we all make mistakes
so why all this blame?
God tells us to love
that hate is like murder
so we're all killers in the end
at some point in time
we've murdered someone
a family member
why can't we just love?
forget others faults?
they're struggling too
they don't need this
we don't need this
let's just try
to love one another
cause God did the same for us
murderers in hate
but he sent his son to die
lets love as he did
"Mother, please don't make me go, I have nothing to wear and besides I'll be bored out of my skull," I said as I rummaged through my closet in a last ditch effort to try and find something ‘nice’, just in case she insisted that I go to this confounded party. It was just going to be adults, sitting around getting tipsy, and talking about nothing that interested me, sigh! I heard my mother's stern voice from a distance somewhere from within the house "Get ready and I don't want to hear another word about it!" she screamed back.
An hour later, we drove in silence to a friend of my mothers home, that she had known since childhood, who was giving a dinner party reunion at a rented hall down a long driveway and across the road from where she lived. We were greeted then lead into her formal sitting room, where the fireplace was lit and her old 'pug' dog was stretched out in a fitful sleep, snorting and writhing about, like it was chasing some feral cat.
charmcaster and the stonecharmcaster was looking for a way to get revenge on gwen she was searching mystical stone that is said to have magical propertys she found a stump surrounded by pine trees and one that stump was a stone that glowed purple "this must be it!" charmcaster said she picked it up and she fell right on her butt "why did I do that I felt like I forgot how to stand or something" she thought out loud she felt a soft tushy feeling between her legs and butt she looked down and she saw she was wearing a diaper "how did that get there I got to take this off!" charmcaster said she tried to stand up to take the diaper of but just lost balance and fell on her bottom again she had an almost irresistible urge to cry about it but she got over it "what the heck is happening to me!" charmcaster said the diaper was getting poofyer then *blart* "did I seriously just crap my pants?!?" charmcaster was becoming alarmed but slowly she was beginning to like the felt of the soft diaper around her butt it was
Muted Experiments Ch. 3 [SCP-049 x Mute! Reader] You awake from yet another dream, or night terror. Glancing at the clock, you see that it's six in the morning, two hours before you had to go to work. What you woke up from was nothing but smothering blackness, and the sound of someone screaming,only to realize that the person screaming was you. It made you shiver just thinking about it.
People found it amazing that you could speak in your dreams; doctors said that it was psychological, stating that you could speak, but didn't want to. You close your eyes again, slipping into another dream.
"Where is she?"
"Just wait, she'll be here."
"I'm here now. Sorry to hold you up. Shall we begin?"
"Do we have everything?"
Walking into the containment cell, you look around, seeing SCP - 049 in the corner. Instinctively you reach for your notepad. Finding none, you speak.
SUPER COLLAB BOOK THING! (Asking for participants)Fellow PMDU members, I have an idea. How about all of us work together, and create a story for our characters in PMDU to read and enjoy? A massive collaborative project with no limit to the imagination~
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Back to SchoolBack to school,
Back to Hell.
Return to education,
Return to incarceration.
Meet the teachers,
Meet the guards.
Students are classmates,
Classmates are inmates.
Desks are their own iron bars,
Like all prisons, there are gangs.
One throws up signs, the other engages silent warfare.
Crips and Bloods,
Jocks and Nerds.
Like every institution, there are signs on the front.
"_______ High School",
"_______ Correctional Facility",
"Abandon all hope, ye who enter here."
Dreamin' of You Chapter 4
Dreamin' of You
I wasn't myself I stay sleeping even when Wendy and Carla came by to cheer me up even ask me on a mission they were going to do as waitresses for a cafe in Magnolia I was tempted to do it but I didn't want to see the people seeing me sad instead of smiling and cheerful. But the oddest thing happened when I came out of my shower with only a towel my window was wide open the curtine was flying from the outside, I frown walk over and close it latching it close.
"I finally found you...the girl that is using the Cerise I cared about againts me..." I spin around gasp to see Midnight looking at me menicing look but whats worst I'm naked just wearing a towel making me turn red as Erza's hair "U-um...may I get dress first? I'll catch a cold if I'm still wet and naked here..."
"...Make it fast better yet, if you say your really my Cerise I well know her body." I gasp more red "H-how would you know that?! And I well not get dress while any man is in my room!" he scuff "V
Goodbye Long HairDear Long Hair,
What we had was great. But then things started to split and our relationship became a love hate one. Sometimes you'd cooperate and make me feel pretty good about myself. Other times you weren't there like I needed you…Sure you were there but it wasn't like the real you, the good you. Sometimes you just wouldn't decide what you wanted to do with yourself which was hard for me. And I'm sorry that I would pull at you and threaten you, I never wanted to hurt you. I admit, I should have taken better care of you. Life with you was so wishy-washy though and as much as I could love you (at times)it just became a hassle to deal with you. So I let you go, I cut you from my life as cute and wonderful as you may be I had to move on and find something new. I do miss you though especially when I look at old photos. I can get kinda jealous. But then I think "no, I can only see the good things in these photos... these pictures don't show the countless hours of effort I put in and
Hachi's Adventures -- Entry #1Today we went to the beach!
It was loud and noisy, but there were so many dogs!
And so much sand! And water!
I had no idea what to do.
I decided I'd go to the dogs first.
Man, they were all wet.
I hate getting wet.
Especially when the dogs decide to shake the water stuff all over the place.
I don't like that.
The water was scary though.
It kept on going baaack and foooorth and baaaack and foooorth.
It was really nasty tasting too, so I guess I'm not going to drink it.
I don't know why my humans even want me to go near it.
Just get me off this dang leash if you keep dragging me to that weird water!
Oh, yay! They let me off the leash!
Now off I gooooooo-- Ooh, a puppy.
Let's sniff it. Oops, I scared it. Why are they so scared of me?
I'm a big lovebug!
Okay, the Big Guy wants me to go back down.
I shouldn't be on top of a hill, apparently.
I'll just head back that way...
And now Big Guy and Big Sis are taking me in the other direction!
What's over ther-- RU
Sit still...We are all human.
As humans, I realize, we cannot stand still. Our lives are chaotic and we are always saying we want some peace and quiet. This is peculiar because when that peace does come, when there is no noise in a usually loud room, we do something to make noise. We turn on the music or say "AWKWARD SILENCE." Why? If a fight between friends has just settled, we dig up old bones and awaken the drama because there is nothing to fight about, nothing to gossip about, nothing to make a big deal out of. Why? Because we MUST have something going on in our lives. We cannot stand live without noise, without drama, without chaos, even though we are always saying "I just want some quiet" or "I just want this drama to blow over." When there is finally a calm in the storm, a break in the drama, a silence within the noise, we create something to fill what we might consider as a "void" at that mom
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