Black Ghost

This seems much too random to be funny ^^ [s] BlackGhost [/s]

I like the way you reworked it. You still get across that it's all she thinks about (seeing Saviors everywhere she goes) without making any of the situations far-fetched in ...

Thanks for noticing that. I do overuse names from time to time. :/ This was actually for a fairy tale contest, and it's a retelling of the story "Girl Without ...

Yeah, I had thought that sounded a bit out there. I changed it back to "meet", like it was before. Thanks! ^_^ [s]BlackGhost[/s]

*Updated* I took all your suggestions and amped up this poem, and replaced the last stanza. ^_^ [s] BlackGhost [/s]

Greetings! Here's your line by line. :D Look both ways, make sure no one's watching. Good opening line. It really establishes the whole tone and situation, and is a really ...

He ended their relationship in a message left on her answering machine. Kazimiera woke up to it, the blanket pulled up to her chin, Gabryel’s voice erupting from the small ...

His parents don't know, because Austin is too afraid to tell them what's troubling him exactly. That's why I wrote this, to try to break people's misconceptions about the disorder ...

Thanks for the review! Maybe it's my fault for not making it clear enough, but Austin did not kill anyone. All descriptions of death are actually in his own mind ...

It's some nice description, but you need more. There really isn't enough to give a proper critique. I mean, how are we supposed to know what's happening from a snipit? ...

Is the young man a street magician that she just happened to catch in the middle of his act That one ^_^. You see, I wrote this for a reflection ...

When Life Gives You Lemons... "So...Dumbledore, is it?" "Why, yes, unless of course I've mistaken myself for someone else." Brandon forced a small chuckle while he licked his pencil and ...

Okay, I know I haven't done one in a while....but I hope you guys like this one. :D [s] BlackGhost [/s]

Dark, damp, and cold. "So what are you doing here all alone in the forest, little lady?" Crystal looked down at her hands. She wasn't young. She knew she was ...

It was now snowing softly, whereas before it had been almost deathly quiet. The wind made a soft whistling that weaved between the tree branches, as if some voice was ...