Dream Sequence 6Dream SequenceDream Sequence 6 by freefromyounow
Alice awoke quickly. The smell of the room was almost overwhelming. Her eyes unglued to the sight of red and white roses everywhere surrounding her. She could barely see through the window for the time of day. Alice had unplugged the clock after the third alarm had rung. “Someone really wants you to get well,” Nurse Nancy cheerfully declared. Alice asked, “Is there a note with the flowers?” “No, my dear, but I think you can guess who it’s from! The lovely young lad who was in here yesterday basically crawling all over you!” There was a quiet knock on the door, almost fearfully Alice said, “Come in.” Nathan walked through the door and up to her bed. Alice reached for his hand as he said, “Hello.” Nathan squeezed her hand and leaned down to kiss her forehead. They had never been romantic except in her dreams. He was the reason she had left Alexander. Well, one of the reasons. Now she gazed into Nat
Building PressureBuilding PressureBuilding Pressure by freefromyounow
Glass blasted onto the tile. “No!” Belle screamed. They weren’t supposed to do this. There were other ways to clean the atmosphere than adding more pressure to the air. The sound of glass hitting the ground was shattering to her eardrums. Belle had to get outside, she had to see how the world was affected by the rise in pressure. It had to be catastrophic. She was surprised the earth hadn’t folded in on itself yet. Physics told her not to raise the pressure but the engineers and scientist gave them the go-ahead.
The tile seemed to grow colder as Belle pressed her cheek against its harsh surface. The air around her chilled as she struggled to stand and slowly limp outside. The sky was dark. Belle suddenly became conscious of the cuts scattered along her body. People were dead on the ground, others fought to stand on their feet. The air was hard to inhale.
“It worked,” Brandon whispered. He had known the whole plan of the Marxist scie
Dream Sequence 5Alexander stormed down the hallway. "How could she?!" He had take the time to come see her and she had rejected him. How dare she. He loved her! She had sworn she loved him to the moon and back. That lying little ------. He had trusted her, he had lived for her and all she ever did was push him away. This was B.S!Dream Sequence 5 by freefromyounow
He climbed into his car as the rain slammed down on him. He was soaked to the bone. Alexander shivered as the a/c blasted. He quickly switched the air to heat. His thoughts rambled on and on About Alice as he warmed himself.
He had to win her heart back. It was so simple yet rather hard at the same time. But, with his determination and head-turning looks he could do it.
Dream Sequence 4Alice dreamed in bright colors. She dreamed of Nathan and herself. A life with him. She felt as though she were only asleep for a few short hours when she awoke. She was lying in a hospital bed hooked to tubes and wires. She began to struggle then heard a harsh rapping on the door. As Alice went to say "come in" she chocked, her throat parched despite the IV.Dream Sequence 4 by freefromyounow
In barged Alexander, distressed and sober as ever. At the sight of him everything rushed back;the pain, the pills,the memories. Tears streamed down her face as he embraced her. Soon she discovered her voice.
"Get out," she exclaimed.
He tried to explain himself as her heart monitor raced. A nurse rushed in, her badge read "Nancy".
"Miss, would you like him to leave," Nancy questioned?Alice closed her eyes as painful memories flooded her sight.
"Yes," she whispered as she nodded her head.
Alexander was a dejected puppy running out the door with his tail between his legs.
Signed, AnonymousThat's what they call me,Signed, Anonymous by alxplaysguitar
Two legs and two arms,
Two eyes but only one heart,
And still I'm apart from this world,
My name is different,
But my face remains the same,
And it's a shame that they call me
Pitiful, a disgrace; inhumane.
I might as well brand it on my forehead,
And wear my titles with pride,
After all, it's just a name?
What do I have to hide ?
Just a box of secrets, left in the dark,
An unstitched doll with a broken heart,
A letter, a rose and a glass of wine,
And a fine drawn line
Depicting the difference between love,
And a waste of time.
Oh, show me mercy,
For I never meant no harm,
But I've got you wrapped around my finger,
Like a kitten wrapped in yarn,
Oh, how I know you like it here,
My lover, my friend, my dear,
But time is just too trivial,
And I'm playing out your worst fear.
Here comes the smoke,
And the lights we dance,
The air will keep us afloat,
Because I offered one last chance.
Perhaps I'm spinning this web,
Farther out from my control,
Heartbeatcan i listen to your heart?Heartbeat by FiorCara
rest my soft cheek against your skin
close my eyes and listen
to the heart that stole my own
can i listen to your heart?
holding you tight
feeling your arms protecting me
love flows with every beat
can i listen to your heart?
hold it close to mine
perhaps the wounded beat
will be healed by me
Daddy's Gonna Make You SorryTears were nearly streaming down the little girl's face.Daddy's Gonna Make You Sorry by generalarin
"S-Stop it!" She tried shouting. The boys just laughed. She clenched her fists, determined not to cry in front of them... but it was getting to be too much. "Stop it!" She repeated, tears leaking now.
"Stop it!" A boy mocked. The others laughed.
"Stop it." A new voice said, not merely echoing the others but ringing out with a strong and fierce tone. The boys now looked nervous. The girl looked behind her. There was a man standing there, glaring at the boys with his large arms crossed over his chest.
"Abba!" she squeeked happily. She grabbed his leg tightly, burying her face into his soft jacket. He put a hand securely on the back of her head, comforting his little girl. He said a sharp word of warning to them. Now that she had back-up of her own, she braved a sharp warning of her own:
"Yah, go away- or my daddy's gonna make you sorry!"
"out of my own great woe I make my little songs"
Hey my name is MAXIMUM! and please call me by it
I am a recovering cutter
I am in love with God
I am me and there is nothing you can do about it!
love me for me
The girl you just called fat...she's overdosing on diet pills.
The girl you just called ugly... she spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her.
The boy you just tripped... he is abused enough at home.
See that man with the ugly scars... he fought for his country.
That guy you just made fun of for crying... his mother is dying.
Put this as your status if your against bullying. I bet 95% of you wont re-post this, but I'm sure the people with a heart will.
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