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She's Already LeftI'm done
it hurts and I don't care
they tell me I have no depth
but they don't understand

I'm the little girl who watched the windows break
shattering bones and glass
I'm the one who watched as they took her away and I could hear screaming,
red and blue lights echoing through my eyes

The one with lonely nights spent breathing
my head waiting for my heart but nothing's clicking
I can't move forward

I can't go on when my feet are stuck to the floor
glue made of sweet blood has me reeling
it's on me
my hands are drenched in someone else's pain

She doesn't remember
all those times when I needed her
I can't hold on to something that's not the

Hello There Loneliness"Hello there loneliness, how are you today?"

Your silence says it all.

"Would you like to stare at the walls with me?"

Of course you would, that's why you're here.

"Lovely weather don't you think?"

Oh, you don't want to go out.

"I think I will close the curtains then, if that’s okay?"

You enjoy the darkness.

"Have I received any calls today?"

There hasn’t been any for a week.

"Wow, aren’t you quiet today?"

The only sound is my voice.

"I had a funny dream last night you know?"

I wished it would never end.

"Oh, how come I can’t remember it?"

You’re presence makes me forgetful.

"I think I will have a

TitleMorion sits in the hallway outside the courtroom as he plays with a switchblade. He couldn’t help to notice that the Ghost next to him was staring at him, but pretends not to notice. The Ghost pokes him in the arm. Morion turns his focus on the Ghost who poked him. A young woman with her black sheet’s hood up so Morion can’t see her face except for her dreary eyes. The black sheet is a sign that neither Heaven nor hell can or is willing to take her.

“Excuse me, but why don’t you have a sheet?” Asks the Ghost.

“I don’t know…”replied Morion “Probably the same reason why I stil

Name"You must be pretty friggin' bored..."

"Hm? Why say that?"

"Well, for one, you're laying on the bed upside down..."

Lacy was indeed upside down, and was bored. She had her hands on her stomach and Roy was in the doorway, a sweatdrop rolled down.

"I was alone all day...so I did everything I had planned...so I'm outta ideas..." Lacy pouted. Roy sighed and walked over to Lacy, poking her forehead. "You do weird shit when you're bored..."

Lacy squeaked & her eyes watched Roy as he sat next to her. She sat up, sighing softly, when suddenly her head fell into Roy's lap. Roy's eye widened a bit and he blinked, confused. "Uh.."

She managed to p

Like Me Pt.1Daria walks through the dark, empty streets of New York investigating a series of unusual events. Recently, there's been a string of murders around the neighborhood where Anya was living a couple months ago, but just as just as suddenly as the murders appeared, they disappeared. A week later Daria felt a strong dark aura surrounding the same area where the murders occurred. Hades told Daria to find the source of this strange aura and to find out whether it was connected with Shade or not. As Daria walked a pair of red eyes watches her closely from the shadows. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a black dagger flies towards Daria's head, but she easily

Emotions to Spare -End-Azurea grinned bigger, stroking Emily's hair more softly and gently. "I told you, sweetheart..."

Emily didn't say anything. All she did was slowly remove herself from Azurea, her new, deep, and emotionless eyes staring into Azurea. Like she could see the inner madness that lurked within his soul.

Azurea patted her head. "You know, tomorrow is gonna be a whole new life..."

Emily stared.

"A new beginning..."

Emily nodded slowly, understanding, and even liking the idea. Her love and caring would have said no if she could have felt it.

"You better get going, Emily," Azurea said. "You must have rest for your last day of school tomorrow."

Em

Thank YouEmily stood in the Roze Graveyard in Izzma, looking up at a very tall grave stone that was in the shape of a gem. Written on the grave was:

R.I.P, Charlotte Marie Roze'lia. Guardian of Izzma. Bless Thee in the name of our Goddess

Emily stared for a long while at those words, as Micah stood next to her with an umbrella over her head. The red rain started to fall.

"You know why I like the rain here, Micah?" Emily asked, her voice trembling with sadness. Micah glanced at her with his normal expressionless face with one eyebrow arched up.

"Because it doesn't hurt you?"

"Because you can't see the tears falling."

Micah glanced away from Emily

Like Me Pt. 3Morion lies on the couch in the living room staring at the ceiling. He sighs as he began to wonder about the reason why he agreed to stay in to the first place. He pinches the bridge of his nose as he groans in frustration.

“Come on Tony, your losing your edge.” He said to himself. He sat up and looked at the living room clock. “2 o’clock. I wonder why the creature hasn’t attacked yet? It’s not bad, but I would expect for Shade to at least make an attempt to try to kill either me or Daria by now. Oh well, I better not think about that.” He lies back down and closes his eyes in an attempt to sleep, bu

Therapy Session: AftermathAndy: Well that was…interesting.

Morion: .....

Andy: Morion you were joking about the whole “Jason killing himself if Anya died or worse thing right?”

Morion: .....

Andy: Right?

Morion: ...no...and deep down Shade knows that as well. He just doesn't want to believe it and I can’t blame him for it.

Andy: Well are you going to help Shade or what? You are a psychiatrist; you know more about this then me, Ronik or anyone else I know. Maybe even more then Doc.

Morion: If I try to help him in any way, the end product would be a mind that is even more broken then it is right now. The only thing that we can do is wait

A Time of Something Beautiful"How are you, sister?" Flora said as she entered the kitchen, Mei was at the table, eating...something out of the norm.

"I'm fine," Mei said swallowing her food.

"That's good," Flora smiled. Mei nodded. Flora turned away, preparing her own meal.

THUD

Flora jumped and turned. Mei was kneeling on the floor, holding her stomach. Flora quickly went to her side.

"Sister?!"

"F-Flora...." Mei groaned. "I-it's time."

~~~~

Zen paced back and forth in front of the door, anxious.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh g-"

Whap

Zen held his face. Demetri was standing in front of him.

"Calm down, Zen!" Demetri shouted. "It isn't going to speed things!"

Like Me Pt.2It has already been 3 days since Daria’s encounter with Morion, and Daria still couldn’t get over the fact that there’s another ghost somewhere in the city. Daria sits at her kitchen table endlessly stirring a cup of tea, thinking about that night.

“Daria?” Squeaked a girl’s voice, startling Daria. Daria turns around to see Anya standing directly behind her with her hands behind her back. “Are you feeling ok? You looked upset yesterday and the day before that.”

“I-I’m fine Anya, I just haven’t gotten enough sleep.”

“Did something happen?”

“No, everyt

My First Drarry Fanfic! *fangirllyness*HARRY'S POV
I woke up this morning, still thinking about Draco. Draco Malfoy, the once snobby, stuck-up pureblood that I met in first year at Madame Malkin's Robe Shop. We're now in sixth year, and this boy is shrouding my mind in nothing but thoughts of how he might look with his shirt unbuttoned, that green and silver tie hanging around his neck, and the way he would wink at me..."STOP IT, HARRY!" My brain yelled, and I shook my head and groaned. I slid my shirt over my shoulders and buttoned the buttons. I tied my red and gold Gryffindor tie and put on my glasses. Ron walked up behind me, still in his pajamas. "You alright, mate?" He

First chapter of The NumbersMy eyes shot open. Where am I? I looked around, searching for anything that looked familiar. Everything was foreign nothing looked the least bit familiar in anyway, Where the Hell am I!

A numb pain started in my right temple slowly building into a throbbing pain. Grimacing, I guided my shaky fingers up to my temple, gliding over a injection hole. It took a couple of trys before my limps stopped spasming all over the place.

Ooooww! that hurt like a bitch! biting my lip as a scream crept up my throat.

I whimpered, tears running down my dirty face.

I looked down at myself. All that I had on was a burn piece of dirty cloth, my body was cove

After the war~ Drarry Poem'It should have been me' Harry thought
'He didn't deserve what he got'
It had been to years since the Battle of Hogwarts.
Two years.
and He still couldn't stop thinking of him.
Every day.
Every single day.
At least five times a day.
thoughts popped into his head
about the boy.
And now
he lay on his bed
and wept
just wept.
All those tears
just from seeing one simple name,
in an old Daily Prophet article.
one short, five letter name.
Draco.

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The One Where Harry's A Tool.

by ~noxiousmyth, Jan 3, 2013, 6:09:13 AM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Humor / Short Stories

"Ginny, hey! Listen my broomstick's been unattended for a while, so if you-"

*thwack*

"Really, Potter?"

"Oww. Shut up, Malfoy. Maybe she's got her - you know -..."

"You honestly don't know why she hit you?"

"I can't help that the Weasleys are a bit viole-"

"Merlin Golden Boy, you're dimmer than a troll!"

"Wait. What?"

-----

"But you'll love it! There's no need to be afraid! It's long and firm and thick, so when you'll mount it -"

*thwack* *thwack*

"Heeerrrmmiioonneee"

"Potter."

"Wha-! Malfoy are you following me?"

"Did you actually say those words to Granger?"

"I was just trying to help her get over her irrational fear of broomsticks and flying!"

"You're an actual idiot. A git. An outright ogre."

"MALFOY!"

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"Harry come on!"

"Wait I'll have to just grab my wand before I come!"

*thwack*

"Malfoy. Sod off and stop sniggering!"

"You're such a dork, Potter."

"Careful Malfoy, that tone sounds slightly affectionate."

"I'll hex you."

"Right. Sorry."

-----

"Malfoy give me a hand, would you?"

"Sure Potter, but, out here? In front of your Gryffindors?"

"Did you just agree? Well, of course right now!"

"Harry stop talking. Ferret stop hitting on my friend."

"But Ron, frankly speaking Draco is the only one who hasn't 'hit' me these past few hours!"

"Never thought I'd see a day where the Weasel was smarter than our dear Scarhead."

"Shut it, Malfoy. Harry let's go."

"Ron wait. Malfoy, help us out!"

"Sorry, 'Harry', I need to go 'attend' to my broomstick."

"Ugh Malfoy."

"What? Okay, help us out now, I'll help you with your broom later!"

*thwack*

"RON!"

"Oh Merlin, my sides ... Potter, you're precious!"

"Maallfooyyy, there's that tone again."

*thwack*

"Uhh Malfoy!!!"

-----

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*thwack* *thwack*

"Stop it Potter!"

"You deserved it."

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The One Where Harry's A Tool.by ~noxiousmyth

Literature / Prose / Fiction / Humor / Short Stories

©2013 ~noxiousmyth

It wouldn't leave my mind.
I don't even know what to say.
'There hath ne'er been a random-er drabble.'

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~Ashng8 Jan 8, 2013

I think i cracked a rib trying not to wake my family up with laughter! Loved it!

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~noxiousmyth Jan 9, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

haha well I'm glad you didn't crack a rib or we'd have to get Harry to repair it. ya' know, with his 'wand'.

ugh bad joke? I'm sorry

Thank yoouu

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~Ashng8 Jan 9, 2013

Hahaha better then Lockhart though.

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~noxiousmyth Jan 9, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

ha! 'always' better than Lockhart!

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~Ashng8 Jan 10, 2013

So I think your fine there.

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~happymangos2 Jan 4, 2013 General Artist

AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA HOL-LEE CRAAAAAAPPPPPP

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~cskadoz Jan 3, 2013 General Artist

way fun read!

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~noxiousmyth Jan 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Glad you liked it

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~Kkittydesigns Jan 3, 2013 Student Digital Artist

funny as hell haha

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