KitxKat

Dear Daddy and Mom, As I looked around , I noticed a look of despair on a boy's face. I walked up to him slowly, so my waist length light ...

[0.00] I hear a door open but I can’t see it. The puppet strings of this body are cut and I can’t feel these hands. A towel slips itself around ...

Mr. Johns~ The chair was cold and hard, lines of dried scarlet blood staining the metal legs. The room was pitch black and dead quiet, the girl limp in sleep, ...

PROLOUGE Hi, I'm not too sure about this whole writing thing to be honest with you. Let's get that straight from the start- That sounds awkward. Instead say, "straight from ...

Prologue In a small Italian region surrounded by lush rural farmland bordered by forests within Tuscany, a 2008 Maserati GranTurismo silently broke free of the foliage and drove past two ...

It is silly, yes, but it's really cute I like your flow and your subject matter Wait, how much did you say that was? Ahem... I think I'll go home ...

The mirror is, shattered, into many, pieces. Each shard is like, a memory, lost beneath the, pain. Like a petal of a, rose, that lands upon, a candle. Though all ...

As snow dies to a fire, that runs blue, your white gown, pours burning love, on each skull. And among water-lilies, when the sap of the world, and the wine ...

“How are you feeling, Chloe?” The red-haired woman sitting in from of me asks, folding her hands over her notebook. I sew my lips shut and focus on the creaking ...

“Who are you?” I said in a low voice as a black figure lurking in the white space. She didn’t reply. She just stood there as if waiting for me ...

That was actually pretty good. It's was dark, and gloomy, and actually, pretty cryptic to read on a Friday the 13th, but I highly enjoy what (I think) you're trying ...

But, back to the original question. To consider it properly, means to consider all of the variables, the opposing theories. What if you can't physically die? Emotionally, perhaps, but not ...

pretty in pink. (Pretty in Pink should be captiliazed.) Why would I say no. (Question Mark there) How did I not notice that something was wrong. How was I so ...

'I would like to meet you today,’ Joe told me on MSN. This was to be our first date. 'Where?' I typed back. 'The beach, will you meet me by ...

At a glance, it seemed as if the walls that separated nightmares from reality had finally collapsed. The hiking trails were no longer just trails; they had turned into hunting ...