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Harma's story: I Killed Them        

Each hari I'm face with killing myself atau killing the people around me...I guess I made up my mind? I guess I chose to let myself lose control? And do what felt right...even though I new it wasn't. I new that it wound come back and haunt me one day. Well really it haunt's me every hari every menit and every second. From when I'm sleeping from the moment I did that unthinkable thing I did. It will never leave because I know there watching...
    But no one wound believe that a little 13 tahun old would do such a thing. I mean look at her, Look at her cold purple eyes and perfectly cut black hair, and small but healthy body. She looks harmless. Just a missing piece in the game who was left behind and saved. atau in other words not killed. Not killed oleh the still not found Wood jalan, street Murder. The case still is open. Mrs. and Mr. Lowing and there Oldest Son, Oldest daughterand new born baby boy were all killed. No one know's who did it. But I know who did it I know who killed them I know who cut them and shot them stabed them hanged them and made them go crazy. I know who Killed them...Because...because I killed them.

~~~~~~~~~~Envy's story: The Broken Hearted~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Have anda ever loved someone so much that it hurts? atau have anda ever wanted something so badly that anda would any thing for it? Well if anda have not let me tell anda one thing...It's an terrable feeling. The feeling when your so desprite that anda wound kill, hurt and cry. I've done and felt all those things and look were it's lead me. It's lead me to a world a pain and death. The death here is almost untouchable. Now I don't know what to do? He broken my heart, And I don't know if it's fixable. I think I'll be like this forever. Be anger and hate hurt and pain and broken...But I don't what to be those things I want to be happy and free and...and Loved.
    I want to be loved like everyone else. But there's no one left to cinta me. There all gone and who would cinta me after what I've done? Who would cinta a girl who killed so many people and hurt even more? Even if there was someone which I hope there's not. I would most likely kill them in the end...I can't trust any lebih atau cinta atau even be loved but does mean I'm broken?

~~~~~~~~Misty's story: No lebih Light

The light is gone,
the women,
who proved to me,
that beauty still does exist,
even in the cruelest circumstances,
but she is gone,
the light has gone,
now im alone,
hiding in the dark

all my hope
all my dreams
all my happyness
have died
iv died
i should never be happy cause then all
i feel the pain
why should i live
why should i die
all there's things
go around and around in my head
iv scream
iv cryed
iv locked my self in my room
cutting myself
waching all the blood from my cuts
i dont feel any pain
i feel nouthing
my tears are full of pain
i feel so cold
that painful night
iv died from the inside
my eyes have no light
iv got scars
they say
'i wish i was dead! '
i
have nouthing to live for
nouthing to be loss if i die
why should i live
the world has no light to me any more
iv died
but anda dont know
do anda care
do anda feel the pain
i felt
do anda cry
i will never know...

Soft tears fell down her face as her mother craddle her in her arms saying. "Light will come back, light is here, Light will always be with you." She began to sing along. "Light is strong, light will win, light is life and love." Her mother pitted her up so that her scarlet red eyes were looking right in to her icy blue eyes.
"Remember the light will never leave you, your strong don't let the darkness win." Her voice so warm and sweet. She gentlly kissed her forehead and hugged her sweetly and slowly rubbed her head. And before she new it she was asleep once more...
But all dreams have to end even the brightest soul's have darkness deep with in them...specially ones with dark past...and future's. Darkness can devour a person making every little disappear, making the room dark and evil like a black hole with no way out. But we all know that, that's no way to live your life scared and confused hiding in the corner of your room. But what if one little girl had to...because she was to scared to sleep...

anda look at her she looks like a normal girl. Her hair tied back with a ribbon and her new shoes polished. And she's wearing her new dress that has bright warna of berwarna merah muda, merah muda red and white with flower's thron every which way. She looks normal right? Well this little girl with scarlet eyes and pale white skin has a few secret's...But lets not get in to that. anda look at her yes she's little and sweet but her jantung and her destiny are much darker....
I have but one pertanyaan for you. Do anda believe in Magic? If anda do then I have another pertanyaan for you. Do anda believe in Witches and peri and Heros? If anda do keep reading...because I have another question. Do anda believe in darkness and light? Because dakness and light live in everything in everyone...even you. Some have lebih darkness then other's some have lebih light. But no madder who anda are anda both...but one little didn't believe there was any light left for her. Because her life was felled with monster's and deadly dreams. All she saw was darkness and evil...could even imagine that. Only seeing darkness no light no good only bad. I coldn't even imagine what she thinks when she goes to sleep at night wondering if she'll wake up and it will be better again atau wake to everything she's ever loved gone...But no one cares about the little blonde girl who cries on Brixtion street. No one cares that she cries herself to sleep atau the terrible things she does in the bathroom while her parents are away. No cares about little old Misty S. Roseberg...

~~MADE UP THIS POEM~

Pain, Pain Go Away,
Come again another day.
If anda don't then I will sing.
Pain, Pain Go Away...
My eyes are heavy
My feet are in flame
I cannot hear what anda say
I cannot say what anda say
My limbs are numb
My arms are armed
I cannot walk
I cannot run
I have got stuck forever in the magical tablet of sun
Pain pain go away
She left forever
She won't come
It's only anda and me
Pleasure far away
Frost gather on my wings
I try to fly
But the gravity defy
The higher I rise
The further I sigh
There's no escape from this inescapable lie.
So
Pain
Pain
Go
Away
 Harma when she was little
Harma when she was little
 Envy little
Envy little
 Misty little
Misty little
Hearing Damage.


Hearing Damage
CHAPTER 2– The Orphanage.


This is the hari two men in black suits knocked on the front door.
“Hello,” one of them nodded at me. He slipped off his black lenses. “Are anda the daughter of Lisa Moore?”
I nodded. “Y-yes…”
“We’re from FBI and we’re here to take anda somewhere.”
“What?” I was confused.
“You will understand when we take anda there. Grab the things anda need from this house and we’ll be off to go.” The other man told me, almost too hastily.
I was about to turn and go inside when one lebih thing popped in my mind and I turned my...
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May 26th,
I can't make it stop.
The voice WON'T STOP.
Until I'm around her, Sasha. She makes the voices stop. I'm so frightened oleh the voice, afraid I'll snap, like a twig, and let it overpower me. So I stay with her most of the time, started being with her more. It's so hard though when she's not there, I'll find myself staring at my mother the voice pounding in my head, 'Kill Kill Kill Kill, Kill them' And I'll push it away and run to find Sasha. Please make it stop. Today father came bye, he berkata that the cities are mobbed oleh murders and gang fights and the government has lost all control,...
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CHAPTER TWO- The Dream Diary Of Sara Holds


    She Kept on membaca the sentence over and over again in her head, “All I want is Peace.” She wondered what she meant oleh make all my dreams come true, did she mean that what she wanted Peace? Which now a day’s seems so far away, peace and harmony the things she wished for the most. The book felled nice against her hands as she rubbed it trying to see what the cover of it said. She managed to make out to words in fancy lettering.

Dream Diary

    She walked past another burning building her once white hair...
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posted by BeautifulBlaze
Prolauge:
I am a man who has been eteranly damned to walk this earth. I have been sent to cari for redemtion for my many crimes against society. They have deprived me of my right to live..or at least tried to. My name is Pixius..and this is my story. (Pixius means "Put to flight")

Day 1:
This happened so suddenly. They captured me oleh surprise. I did'nt even have time to breath. All I was doing is walking around, minding my own business...well,thinking of my selanjutnya crime to comite. I was almost thinking about something peaceful..almost. Little did I know that the royal gurad was lurking in the...
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When I blink my eyes open, I'm curled in the teluk, da? window, Anneri Sleeping on my chest. When I wake she stirs and blinks her eyes. "Darka! Finally your awake, it's already noon!" Noo, mom will be gone to work for a pocket of change and Dad'll be out drinking it away. Anneri climbs over me and I sit up warily. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a deck of cards. I laugh softly, Anneri was a wiz at cards mostly, poker. She smiles and opens the deck pulling out a peice of paperwork it and unfolds it. "Well Darka anda better get playing cuz after yesterday's terrible failure it's Anneri 35 and...
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Slowly I trudge through the pine forest. The scents swirl around me in perfect harmony. My boots step lightly on the needles and twing barely making a sound. Steadily I take my metal daging panggang, steak and throw it into the air with all my strength. The eagle falls to the ground at my feet. for some reason the kill seems to take away a little bit of the pain, make it a little easier to breath, a little less painful to live. Keep going is what my head says but my jantung barely keeps pace and I fear at any moment will just break down and crumble up to peices. Just stop. I can't give in. I can't. I think back...
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I return halaman awal after the long walk to Curlie's. The hand gun at my side, I creep into the house and cari it to make sure Dad isn't inside. Seeing that he's gone I open my closet and set the gun in the empty walk - in. I wish Anneri would come home, there is a little voice inside my head telling me that she needs to come home. It scares me beyond belief, half of me tells me to go out to the fields and find her, I wish I had listened to that voice. I wish i had listened to it even lebih when I hear my mom open the door and run into me and Anneri's room. Her hair a flurry her eyes wide she looks...
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“Foster?” berkata a sweet little voice.
    “Yes Aria?”
    “Can I ask anda something?”
    “Yeah go ahead?”
    “Do anda cinta me?” Her voice almost sounded weak and worn.
    “I cinta anda to the Moon and back and to the star’s above!” He made pantai to smile when he berkata it to make her fell happy.
    “Can I ask anda another thing Foster?” She grabbed his head as he sat selanjutnya to her bed.
    “Shore.”
    “Why do...
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May 24th
I haven't been able to write the past 2 days, the voice is driving me crazy, LITERALLY. Somtimes I'll wake up in the middle of the night and will find myself holding another pisau atau gun and padding up the stairs to the bedrooms. After last night when I woke up holding a gun my hand on my mother's bedroom door, I saw Sasha staring at me wide eyed, from her bedroom door and I dropped the gun. She looked terrified and her breathing was hard, I ran over to her where she shied away the fear of me in her eyes made tears well up in mine. "Sasha, baby come here." I held my arms out to her...
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 Montsers and Theives in My Closet
Montsers and Theives in My Closet
Chapter 1 - Normal

Sometimes she couldn't decide who she was. No. She could never decide who she was. She was odd, different, awkward and dying inside. Maybe she had thought about hanging herself on her closet rack a few times too many. Her own voice was destroying her. Searching endlessly for the one crack in this dark closet of a life she had. The little crack that she could squeeze into just to see the ounce of light. To feel the touch of another person who she could interact with. Maybe that would never happen. Maybe she tried to hard - changed herself too much - was too scattered to appeal...
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posted by Giz_4ever
Sandi:

Ribbon broke my heart,
I knew he would.
So what is he going to do?
I'd know if I could...

Gizbin:

SHUT IMBECILES, I'VE HEARD ENOUGH.


Killerpose:

People call me the terror.
People call me the selfish.
People call me the nasty.
People call me the cruel.
People call me the idiot.
People call me the stupid.
People call me the crazy.
People call me the annoying.
People call me the long lasting.
People call me the fishy.
People call me the curious.
People call me the laugh.
People call me the cheesy.
People call me the stubborn.
People call-
Everyone: SHUT IT!!
posted by malmcd
Lust

Oh, how anda look at her,
You know anda want her,
Don't you?
Yes, anda do,
For she's the girl of your dreams.

I am one of the Seven Deadly Sins,
One of the dark sides of human nature,
One of the natural human instincts,
One of the daemons from the Pit;
I will tell anda that
I am a great feeling to have,
And anda know it, too.

I have infected the life
Of every teenage boy,
Making him want whatever girl
He desires,
Including the most populer girl
In the school.

Middle schoolers are so easy,
For they are so stupid,
They always fall for me,
And they do horrible things
That are a taboo in this poem.

I can also affect high...
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 Vine In The Meadow Where The Soy Beans Grow (Bean)
Vine In The Meadow Where The Soy Beans Grow (Bean)
Hi, I'm Vine In The Meadow Where The Soy Beans Grow. But I'm ussually called Bean. Now, I know ha ha funny your name is kacang whatever. But where I come from, we all have names like that. My sister's name is Brooke That Swims Upstream Against All Odds. My brother's name is Blazing Sun On A Boiling June's Day. I come from a place know to only the Tribe Of Nature's First Green. Hydralinial. It's a small planet really. not too big, anda could probably travel it's circumfrence in a matter of 45 days. Enough nerdy - introduction stuff, I'll tell anda about the REAL mystery.
---------------

"Bean! Get...
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May 30th,
I remember when i was a little girl. Me and my dad were alone after my mother died. See my parents are what anda would call Memory Thieves. We take other beings memory to sustain our own strength but we only take memories now if we have to. When I was ten, my dad gave me a little white wooden box. He told me to sleep with the box open selanjutnya to my tempat tidur and if I was a true memory thief my memory stone would be in the box when I woke up. A memory stone tips what gives us the ability to steal memories. When I woke up there if was. A blue stone, matching my eyes that glowed like a crystal....
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posted by allicyn123
Dying Frost Prologue

Blood. It's everywhere. I whirl around to the open field, the field I once knew as an empty, lonely, ghostly zone, The battle field. Then it hits me. I'm gonna die. Struggling to hold onto reality the familiar face of Anacri flashes past me. Here's reality. I'm laying in a battlefield, the roar of war behind me, a api warrior holds his spear up aimed for my heart, he's going to kill me now. My people, the ice people are terribly outnumbered and about to lose our home. When time slows down Anacri holds her bow to the api warriors head and let's the panah soar into the air....
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This is to all my friends on here who believe in me and believe in my dream’s. But one person who really helped me and has the same dream as me BeautifulBlaze atau Daniel,
Thank You...
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My Dream


My dream is to make the world a better place.
For anda and me and the people to come.
I want peace in this world,
And love,
And harmony.
The world we live in now is curl and cool,
and filled with war.
It’s like we’re all on a wheel of all the angry,
thoughts and feeling’s.
A never ending and every winning
race of hate.
My...
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"What are anda crying for weakling?!?!" Dad screams at me and klub my cheek again The tears that had been tumbling down my face instantly stop. Remeber Darka anda feel nothing I thought. Dad smiled and stumbled out "Remeber son, only a weakling cries." And he slammed the door. For a detik I just stand there and let the blood froim the cut on my eyebrow bleed on to my face, then I remebered Anneri was there. In the corner of the room she curled up and peeked at me. Her grey-green eyes and long black hair was placed perfectly with porclean tan skin. Dad never touched her. Anneri was to fragile....
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CHAPTER FOUR- A Plan Set In Motion.


    Asha’s eyes began to fill heavy so she pack up her bag and closed her book and took off her shoes and slowly made her way to the small tempat tidur on the floor and covered up and began to dream of a better world...

    She woke in a field filled with bunga and tall green rumput that made her feet wiggly. She looked around and then she looked up...She saw the bright blue sky and the sun she closed her eyes and just listened. She heard birds and binatang and then she began to hear her mothers old song that would always put...
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“Foster?” berkata a sweet little voice.
    “Yes Aria?”
    “Can I ask anda something?”
    “Yeah go ahead?”
    “Do anda cinta me?” Her voice almost sounded weak and worn.
    “I cinta anda to the Moon and back and to the star’s above!” He made pantai to smile when he berkata it to make her fell happy.
    “Can I ask anda another thing Foster?” She grabbed his head as he sat selanjutnya to her bed.
    “Shore.”
    “Why do...
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CHAPTER FIVE- Three days





Alife Vi Hangsingic

    Still shaken Alife mange to get on to his feet.
    “Your-your the Princess?” He berkata his voice shaky and weak has he’s holding his side. Illy turns around and see’s him fear fly’s to her eyes and she runs over to his side.
    “Are anda okay?!” Her voice high pitched and filled with worry as her berwarna merah muda, merah muda hair fly’s in the breeze. Alife’s knees begin to fell weak and he falls to the ground while Illy yells words in his ears which he can’t make out.
    “Your...
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