Talking_Pinata

La la la la la la la... The forest was quiet and the only sound was the child's voice echoing throughout the untamed woods. Her voice weaved through the treetops ...

Prologue Penetrated only by twinkling stars, the night reached its peak and a small village slept peacefully onwards. From a particular small and insignificant house there came a short gasp ...

She was very tall and lanky, much like a toothpick herself. Dirty blond hair and defined brown eyes glared dangerously at him; wordlessly explaining that her previous statement was not ...

The sound continued endlessly; a sound that could drive a person insane… Nova reached up and slammed the snooze button with unnecessary force. She pulled the blankets up around her ...

Awe enveloped her. She stared up into the bright, caring face. “Are you really my guardian angel?” she asked innocently. “Yes,” he replied bluntly. “So you’re going to protect me ...

The yellow and red light blurred in the reflections of the dull and flickering parking lot lights. I stared into the shallow puddles that made the lot into a virtual ...

Masquerade- A party at which masks and costumes are worn, whether an informal gathering of friends or a formal ball. We all have to agree, that parties are fun. If ...

The scuffle of my feet on the ground seemed to be the only noise. When I listened more closely, I realized that I had drowned out the irritating roar of ...

Little Raven Black, how can I love thee? How can I not force myself to hate? You vile, unwanted dark beast of the air, I can see behind the dark ...

“Dance as if no one were watching, sing as if no one were listening, and live every day as if it were your last.” -an Irish proverb Certain nights downtown, ...

Iliad turned from Samson, running away as quickly as he could. “Iliad!” Samson cried out, worry and frustration dictated his voice, “Iliad where do you think you’re going?!” “I’m leaving

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Secluded from community, you like your dark corner, don't you? Tiny plush rabbits. Ankhs and chains. I'm still living, don't put me in this box. Madman! Eye-like windows blink. Boredom. ...

May Heaven be down, and Hell be up? Something is smiling down, from that bright, sunny sky. Something sinister, something sweet. Questions, questions, fornights of curiosity. Brown eyes and curly ...

Dark corners, teary eyes, and love that never works. Standing in the rain, and being home alone. Gazing at the stars, and think of you. (who's that?) Occasionally happy, something ...

Texting you is so tedious sometimes, why do you have to point out that it seems like I don’t want to listen? So you can’t handle this then, can you? ...

I sat down at the computer and mashed the button that turned it on. The little blue light flickered twice before blinking on and the whirring noises of the computer ...

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NOTE TO READERS: The prologue and Chapter 1are in my portfolio. I know I have made quite a few mistakes on this so I'll be needing some help from everyone! ...

NOTE TO READERS: This is a poem about my recent minor anxiety attack. I am slowly feeling the need to be diagnosed, but my mother doesn't believe in mental disorders, ...

All these poets and fiction authors ever write about is love. Poems about love are cliché, but then again, poems about how cliché love is, they’re cliché. Could it be ...

I guess I should explain myself. As I wrote what is now chapter 2, I realized that I really do need this story to be in 3rd person. Too many ...

Note: I already have chapter 2 up and its completely valid, no revising before critiquing that needs to be done. ------ Satu sat up too quickly and the world spun. ...

Note: This is a story about when my cat died. I was very young and didn't really understand enough to care. On the other hand, my sister cared very much ...

NOTE: This is based of my short story called "Cabbage". You can find it in my portfolio! THANKYOU! ----- NOTE2: The prologue rushes into things, I belive, but I think ...

There is no world but here; there is no time but now. The mist hangs low in the valley of the farm and it never lets up. It is a ...

The half moon hung in the sky like some great celestial yin-yang. Four people sat on the grass, bathing in the moonlight. Silence reigned though the feelings raged like rivers ...

Author's Note: I need your honest opinion on this one, guys. --------- I know what the end of the world smells like. It smells like a picture book that’s been ...

NOTE TO READERS: I'm sorry if you find this offensive but I would not like to hear your political, moral, or religious views about it. Thank you. EDIT: THIS IS ...

You hang your head—how did you get here? There’s no past, no future, and hardly any now. The darkness surrounds, but there is an up, and a down. There’s all ...

Why do I love you? I hate loving you. But everytime You ask me another question My mouth won’t close Because maybe if I told you just one more thing ...

What is a day like today, which I feel so much undefined desire for? The air smells like sunshine--so sweet and warm. I’m drinking up long rays of light, tossed ...