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So for my first journal entry I thought I would put a couple of extremly short stories that popped into my head during English class. The first one is titled Darkness.
My eyes open to a veil of darkness that covers every inch of my world. I began to grope my way around in a desperate attempt to find light. The longer this darkness continues to veil my world, the I begin to hear voices whispering. I hear terrible, unholy things whispered; things no human should hear. GO AWAY! I scream as I put my hands to my ears. Tears spill from my eyes as the unholy whisperings continues. G-go...Pleas..
Okay, okay this may sound really dark and stuff, but my class was listen to Disturbed and... well... it just popped into my head. Now the next one is a little happier. Its titled Take A Chance. Enjoy! <3
Come with me. Whispered Tallan. His hand was extended toward me, its calloused fingers beckoning me to accept his offer.
Just do it. Why? Take a chance. What if I get hurt? Youll never know till you try it.
The argument in my head continued for a few more moments. I looked into his dark blue eyes that seemed to smile, and I felt my hand slowly extend toward his already outstretched hand. He pulled me toward him, and the warmth of his skin made me melt into his arms. I knew you couldnt resist. He whispered. I could feel the smirk in his voice without even having to look up. Shut up.
This little thing popped into my head while listening to Parrallel Hearts by FictionJunction. I love this song and it helped get past some of my bad writers block.
*If you like either of the little stories please comment, and I love creative critism. Thank you! And, yes I have my reasons for wanting to put these into a journal entry instead of just submitting it.
I don't know why! I'm terrified to read Pandora Hearts now!
I think I might faint... My dad just called me to tell me that my step-mom is pregnant! -shocked stare- I feel like I might throw-up... This is the most shocking news I've had in months...
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Friends don't let friends eat friends.
"Without art, comic books would be but brief novels!"
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Who's mother was an ardvark? YOUR MOTHER WAS AN ARDVARK.
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I like ardvarks: [link]
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I think I might faint... My dad just called me to tell me that my step-mom is pregnant! -shocked stare- I feel like I might throw-up... This is the most shocking news I've had in months...
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Who's mother was an ardvark? YOUR MOTHER WAS AN ARDVARK.
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I like ardvarks: [link]
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Who's mother was an ardvark? YOUR MOTHER WAS AN ARDVARK.
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I like ardvarks: [link]
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