A letter from a war zone by storychick, literature
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A letter from a war zone
My love,
It's been a long time since I last wrote, I know that and I'm sorry. Things have been okay here, you have probably been watching the news, so you know that the peace keeping has been going better than it was, and the disputes have died down. We try to stay positive, but honestly we dont think the peace will last.
How are the little ones? Are they coping with my abscence? Please dont let them watch the news anymore, if something happend I dont wat them to worry. Give them my love, tell them I miss them and will be home as soon as I can. Tell yourself that too.
How are you? I have a million questions I want to ask, but this one cove
A girl in a floor lengh hooded velvet robe blends with the night, for the colour is nearing that of a ruby gem. The nearly invisible night traveller is walking cautiously through the woods, the girl glances around nervously, she is listening to the sound of the night.
The sky above the night traveller is dark and starless. Standing above her are towering pine trees, their stance mixing with the black night and a person's imagination, seems, to such a young girl, foreboding and darkly agressive.
She was being chased, the running left her breathless. Her keen night vision and acute hearing pick up movement, scared of the possibilities panic s
I received a call from the principal today,
telling me my child had run away,
I told him he must be dreaming,
but he assured me he saw him leaving,
down the road and out the gate,
he went for a walk,
but it was quite late,
he told me he changed his clothes,
a disguise was necessary for skipping school,
I guess he thought he would impress his mates,
by being cool.
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Drops of blood everywhere,
small and round not far off the ground.
what happened here, I cannot say,
but to find out will be my job for today,
for I am a scientist, of the forensic kind,
I have heard reports of a missing child,
skipping cl
A crack in your shell begins to show,
I hold your prescious life within my palm,
I consider my options,
Hold you tight,
save a life,
but such work for me.
let you fall to the hungry creatures below,
waiting to tear you to shreds,
an option that will assure death,
an option which I can ignore the consequences.
If I choose the first and it goes wrong,
I shan't be able to ignore it,
for I know, you folowed me to the end,
it was my fault.
If I let you fall,
I can fool myself,
into pretending I did all I could.
And so your prescious life hangs in the balance...
suddenly, letting go,
I know,
I made the wrong decision.
when you wake and find me gone by storychick, literature
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when you wake and find me gone
When you wake and find me gone,
Weep no tears
Even though you have many fears
My angel,
Shed no but a single tear,
it may be hard to fathom my reasons,
but in time you will see,
everything I did was for you,
I did nothing for myself.
When you wake and find me gone,
do not dispair,
for in your heart,
is my home.
When you wake and find me gone,
remember this,
it was no easy task,
I could not just leave,
it took me years to build up the courage.
When you wake and find me gone,
you will realise that I was gone,
for a long time,
I just never left.
Ideas just like tissues,
are regularly produced,
but rarely fully used,
then disguarded.
An Idea is like a photo,
Glanced over,
But never properly appreciated,
for the memories it holds,
Are precious to someone.
A word spoken without thought,
can be a sword of destruction,
Its harshness,
brutality,
effect the darkest corner of the soul.
What causes us to slip up?
Hurt those we are trying to give a kind word to?
Is it the fact that we use the wrong tone?
Is it the fact they misunderstood?
Is it the fact that our minds warp what we hear,
to suit what we think they are thinking?
Whatever it is,
it comes fr
Your smile melts my heart away,
But this I could just never say,
I followed you around,
Everywhere you went,
I was your stalker,
I loved you till the end.
Then something changed,
I cannot say,
Your sweet smile,
Turned sour that day.
T'was for you I cried,
T'was for you I prayed,
But nothing happened,
This nasty leer stayed.
Oh little child,
you slipped through my fingers,
Losing my grip,
My footing,
I began to slip,
I tripped and fell,
You came too,
Being big I got back up,
But the pavement is where you stayed.
I tried to move you,
you would not budge,
I'm sorry my child,
For being so careless,
I should have watched
The prime minister in 2019 by storychick, literature
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The prime minister in 2019
'Being the prime minister isnt all its crakced up to be you know Margret.' I scolded my wife
'Look im not saying its easy, but you have to level with the people and tell them that you are like them.'
' Oh and what did you have in mind? Telling them that im just like them only im more important, I have more responsibilities than them and oh yes, if there was a terrorist threat i would be one of the FIRST people to be evacuated? I dont think so.' I replied sarcastically.
'Actually I was thinking of telling them that you like to come home and hang aound in your undies...' shot back Margret
"but I DONT!'
'They dont know that do they?!'
'And
Baygon, the power is yours... by storychick, literature
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Baygon, the power is yours...
I collected the morning paper one monday and found (to my surprise) that the front page read, "super cockroahes rampage in down town adelaide." I laughed at the notion and read on, who knows maybe a good laugh at this reporter will brighten my day.
It began, "the ever popular Cockroagh spray 'Baygon' seems to not be killing the super bug but actually making them grow to an alarming size. Some roaches have grown to over twenty metres tall. Scientists have not yet found the reason for this and they are currently condicting research that will explain why."
I already knew why, but i wasnt about to sell my story to the news papers. (althought th
The Girl with the deadly smile by storychick, literature
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The Girl with the deadly smile
the Girl with the deadly smile.
you've heard of Medusa and the trogan horse story where they sail around and find an island with all of these women on it right? well if you thought that was bad you wont believe this, infact if you are one of those people who is sucked in easily i suggest you stop reading now, because this girl is worse than those two stories put together. She has the Venom of Medusa and the Charm of the women from troy. She is one bad stick of TNT.
When i was younger I had always wanted to sail around the world and meet Pirates and Rescue people. My father was a sensible man and he soon crushed my dreams of becoming a sailo
Recently i recieved this e-mail telling me that Aliens were comming to take all the good looking people off to another planet.
underneath it was signed this is a joke. But i wondered was it really? Couldnt it be some Government conspiracy to cover up the truth?
I went and what i found will shock you.
I was stunned. this website i was on not only confirmed my belief about the aliens but it uncovered a conspiracy (which for security reasons i can not tell you the website address)
Not only are aliens comming to take all the good looking people but when they leave Bears will come and hide all the socks fo the people left over. Not only this b
The Adventures of Choke-er-ella
You have heard of the story of Choke-a-rella right? Oh good at first i thou... WHAT?! I'm not talking about Cinderella and not the version where she looses a glass slipper and the prince sends an all out search for her. I'm talking about the real version. The Version with Pumpkin shoes and Frog headed witches. I'm talking about a story that will send shivers down your spine MWAHAHAHAH!!! (Thats my evil laugh. Do you like it?)
Once upon a time.. EVERY STORY starts like that. Not this one tho.
Once a pony wish a go, where the land was green and elves lived off sand and bears stole your socks, there was a girl,
The room was huge it would be perfect, for some one her height the walls looked as if they reached to the sky apart from the fact that the ceiling was green. It was a pity it was all in her head. The drug was again causing Jessica to hallucinate.
She looked around for the door, but couldn't find it. "What is happening to me?" she screamed at the top of her lungs for all to hear. They reasoned that if she was hallucinating surely she couldn't see anyone though they could see and hear her. No-one came. Although Jessica's reasoning was correct they all heard and saw her but they couldn't come, for they were watchers and they never help...
Peop
Back in time.
As I looked through the rough iron bars I thought to myself how on earth did I get here? What happened? Did space and time suddenly collide to create a black hole that erased my memory and landed me here? Or was it that fifth martini I had? I decided on my martini and laid back down on my hard prison bed. Well if you call a heap of straw a bed and… hang on… in the 21st century we have to have beds we cant have straw and what the hell is that bucket doing in the corner?
I left my straw to go and investigate. I whished I hadn't, I nearly threw up at the stench that rose up from it, you could almost see it, it was that bad. I sud
There once was a prince called Duffy,
He was a bit of a dweeb all he liked to do was sit and read.
He wasn't sporty, and he wasn't fun. in fact he was spotty and a bit dumb.
The princes father decided to remarry… to a woman whom looked like a man called LARRY! She made the prince do the dishes and grant his brother and sisters every wishes.
One day the family were invited to a Royal party by princess Bimbo.
It wasn't a ball, it wasn't a disco, it was the royal limbo.
Poor prince Duffy wasn't allowed to come, he had to finish the chores and get them done. He had just finished cleaning the boat when out popped a magical goat.
The goat wa
It has been ages since i was last on, a whole 2 years infact... I dont have anything new to post and im really busy atm, but I will try to log in more often. I have Been through some of the people's work that I watch, lol and you guys are still as amazingly tallented as you were when I last logged on. Keep up the good work! =D
xx SC
Sorry I have been really slack on DA. but I have had so much to do. Perhaps updates in the Holidays will be possible. Im sorry guys. and I will try and look at ur deviations.
Another year is upon us, and I am making my return to Deviantart.
(A space for wild cheering, and possibly flowers bing thrown onto the stage...)
lol, I have a few things that I want to post, but not much....
Hope you all had a Very Merry Christmas and an extreamly happy new year.
Best whishes for the comming year....
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Oh btw, I owe works to these people, for winning the riddles in my last riddles journal...
M-north I owe you two works.
random-cheeky-monkey I owe you two works also...
Byrdno7 I owe you one work.
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