emmylou1995

...that once eaten made her...

So close yet so far away.

Aralyn would tell them to shut up and if they didn't she would use her hand to hand combat skills to wrestle them to the ground and threaten their life ...

Some kind of alchohal.

Tears

Thanks guys! I will definatly work on this and hopefully post a updated version of it sometime in the near future!

This was really fun to read and kinda sad. I like it. *She grins*

This was absolutley amazing! Just phenomenal. There is no other way to describe this! Very new ideas on this story and just amazing imagery. You are seriously talented.

This story is a short story for the contest Writer's Roulette. I had to use no The's in it at all. So, if you read it and catch one, please ...

Courage Nerita lay on her bed, her dark purple sheets pulled up to her chin. Her long black hair and emerald green eyes pierced morning darkness that swirled in her ...

I ducked as the royal blue plate crashed into the wall behind me and shattered into a thousand pieces. My short yellow dress couldn’t protect me from the shards of ...

I really really liked this and the ideas in it. But, other than the storyline, nothing else is very intimate. We don't really know what the character feels and it ...

I liked this poem, even though I didn't really know what was going on. Add more, a lot more and it could turn out really good. It can be way ...

I really liked this. It was kind of sad but serious and hopeful too. You address your point clearly and the whole poem is to the point. Your capitalization is ...

Red Listening. The setting sun, a scarlet rose, the leaves of autumn. Thinking. The stickiness of blood, the scent of bacon, a cynical laugh. Philosophizing. The memory of silence, the ...