"She is hanging above you. "
I look up above my head but froze in fear. My heart stop beating, my blood stop moving, my legs giving out under me. The smell of rotten flesh filled my lungs. On my knees, I could feel my arms on my side as eyes burn the image in my head of the girl. The girls blood drip on my head as the blood trickle down my face. I don't know if I should scream or if I should run, or if I should kill myself. My head scream with thoughts begging me just to look away. As my head finally started to clear I felt claws on my neck. The nails pluge right into my neck lifting me off the ground. I could feel tears streaming down my fa
Hear me out, just think of a city, a busy city, now imagine that you stuck in the middle of that city. Would you be scared to be alone in that busy city? Especially if you are invisible to everyone because you decided to go a different way then the people that once loved you. In the end would you turn back or would you go the other way and possibly change your point of view? Would you change for the better?
My name is timeless, you don't really need to know my name because who would bother to know my name? I was recently kick out of my house. I stop being loved by my family because I decided to follow a path that might take a while for me to
Working for the Angel of Death by ddlover101, literature
Literature
Working for the Angel of Death
The city lights blind me a little as you can hear people screaming at the bottom of the building. The people screaming makes me want to jump off the building with the girl. The family behind me is adding a lot pressure to me. The screaming that is coming from below the building is just adding more pressure for me. My nose starts bleed really bad as I took steps closer to the girl. From where I was standing I could clearly see people video taping the girls last life. I take me eyes away from the people and back to the girl that was standing on the edge of the building.
"I know what it feels like not to belong and not be loved. I know you just
A girl lean against a tree wishing to fly away. Wishing someone could guide her to fly and have freedom. She was always so trap, trap in a little box where she couldn't escape. Each day she would hit the top of the box but not strong enough to leave. She badly wants to see the light that guided her towards freedom. Many voices tell her that her wings are broken that it's better just to stay inside the box.
She may be broken but she believes one day she'll be able to fix the wings. She does know she can't fix them on her own. She is constantly in the darkness wandering if she'll ever feel peace. The since of loneliness caught up to her. Eve
"Ms. Mayla how exactly did you get away with it?" The reporter asked while twirling the pen in her hand. The women in front of her tap her finger on the table. Look like she knows how it happen but doesn't know how to start the story. As a wait for an answer I wounder how even got this job.
"You want me to interview Mayla the sister and also the helper of serial killer." My boss pase back in forth in his office holding a phone in his hand. "Yes, Ms. Jelica I need you on this and we can have high rateings in our company in no time! Our new paper company needs to be the first one to get this story. No journalist has been able to get the story
I’m in chains, and I will stay like that for as long as I live.
I came to a castle that I am just not worthy of. I can’t stand to look at the king that is above me in every way. It’s the king's fault that I’m in this torture chamber or so I say so. I know deep down inside me I blame myself because I sent myself here. So, I sit here in chains with millions of people around me doing the same thing. The people that come down here and torture us are called Fear and Anger. I never knew why they come down and torture us because our king never sent them down here. For what I’ve been told they come down here for fun. Da
What does it take for God to love us?
-love him
-Loyal
-effort
-wisdom
-confident
-helpful
-greatful
-peaceful
-kind
-need to pray
It really just takes Faith but the other words are just a bonus.
Love you guys just remember he loves you no matter what.
"You are running out of time you need to go now, "a voice echoed in my head. “Stay safe my princess, soon enough we will have a great family again.” A loud horn blasted through my ears making me snap out of my thoughts, "son of a- " I ran as fast as the train I was following on the tracks. I quickly hopped on the back of the train hoping no one would notice I did such a foolish thing.
When I looked I noticed that I had left my suitcase at the train station. I did a loud sigh before I boarded the train. I took one last glance at the sky. The sky was covering all the land and the sun squeezing in just so it could have some glory
I was born into a family of Christians; not that I mind. I really like church it just felt like something was always missing. My parents are divorced and i live with my mom. I rather live with my mom then my dad anyway. I have always say that God loves me but do i love him?
"Where am i?" I look at my surroundings and notice I am no longer in my comfortable bed but on a ege of a cliff. Fear consums me not even daring to move. Do you love me? "Hello?" No one heard me i couldn't even hear myself think over the waves that were below me. Worthless. Not good enough to be here. Lieing to your own family,friends,pretending everything is ok? Why don'
"She is hanging above you. "
I look up above my head but froze in fear. My heart stop beating, my blood stop moving, my legs giving out under me. The smell of rotten flesh filled my lungs. On my knees, I could feel my arms on my side as eyes burn the image in my head of the girl. The girls blood drip on my head as the blood trickle down my face. I don't know if I should scream or if I should run, or if I should kill myself. My head scream with thoughts begging me just to look away. As my head finally started to clear I felt claws on my neck. The nails pluge right into my neck lifting me off the ground. I could feel tears streaming down my fa
Hear me out, just think of a city, a busy city, now imagine that you stuck in the middle of that city. Would you be scared to be alone in that busy city? Especially if you are invisible to everyone because you decided to go a different way then the people that once loved you. In the end would you turn back or would you go the other way and possibly change your point of view? Would you change for the better?
My name is timeless, you don't really need to know my name because who would bother to know my name? I was recently kick out of my house. I stop being loved by my family because I decided to follow a path that might take a while for me to
Working for the Angel of Death by ddlover101, literature
Literature
Working for the Angel of Death
The city lights blind me a little as you can hear people screaming at the bottom of the building. The people screaming makes me want to jump off the building with the girl. The family behind me is adding a lot pressure to me. The screaming that is coming from below the building is just adding more pressure for me. My nose starts bleed really bad as I took steps closer to the girl. From where I was standing I could clearly see people video taping the girls last life. I take me eyes away from the people and back to the girl that was standing on the edge of the building.
"I know what it feels like not to belong and not be loved. I know you just
A girl lean against a tree wishing to fly away. Wishing someone could guide her to fly and have freedom. She was always so trap, trap in a little box where she couldn't escape. Each day she would hit the top of the box but not strong enough to leave. She badly wants to see the light that guided her towards freedom. Many voices tell her that her wings are broken that it's better just to stay inside the box.
She may be broken but she believes one day she'll be able to fix the wings. She does know she can't fix them on her own. She is constantly in the darkness wandering if she'll ever feel peace. The since of loneliness caught up to her. Eve
I’m in chains, and I will stay like that for as long as I live.
I came to a castle that I am just not worthy of. I can’t stand to look at the king that is above me in every way. It’s the king's fault that I’m in this torture chamber or so I say so. I know deep down inside me I blame myself because I sent myself here. So, I sit here in chains with millions of people around me doing the same thing. The people that come down here and torture us are called Fear and Anger. I never knew why they come down and torture us because our king never sent them down here. For what I’ve been told they come down here for fun. Da
What does it take for God to love us?
-love him
-Loyal
-effort
-wisdom
-confident
-helpful
-greatful
-peaceful
-kind
-need to pray
It really just takes Faith but the other words are just a bonus.
Love you guys just remember he loves you no matter what.
"You are running out of time you need to go now, "a voice echoed in my head. “Stay safe my princess, soon enough we will have a great family again.” A loud horn blasted through my ears making me snap out of my thoughts, "son of a- " I ran as fast as the train I was following on the tracks. I quickly hopped on the back of the train hoping no one would notice I did such a foolish thing.
When I looked I noticed that I had left my suitcase at the train station. I did a loud sigh before I boarded the train. I took one last glance at the sky. The sky was covering all the land and the sun squeezing in just so it could have some glory
I was born into a family of Christians; not that I mind. I really like church it just felt like something was always missing. My parents are divorced and i live with my mom. I rather live with my mom then my dad anyway. I have always say that God loves me but do i love him?
"Where am i?" I look at my surroundings and notice I am no longer in my comfortable bed but on a ege of a cliff. Fear consums me not even daring to move. Do you love me? "Hello?" No one heard me i couldn't even hear myself think over the waves that were below me. Worthless. Not good enough to be here. Lieing to your own family,friends,pretending everything is ok? Why don'
Take a little step.
Take a little breath
Don't let them push you down
Just be... just breathe
What a crazy life we have.
Our life consumes us
Instead of looking like a hero
We look like a disgrace
Why is it so hard to let god into our life?
Who said that it was God's fault?
Who said that God hate's me?
Who said he never loved me?
Who said these things?
Why do we listen to these voices?
These voices tell us lies?
Then why do listen to them?
Take a look at what God has given us
I don't know who or what gave us these lies but it was definitely not our God
So listen, Our God will never hurt us
Never leave us
Never stop loving us the same
He s
I did not write this story to bring you sadness but I wrote it so that it can inspire you.
Why do deceive me?
Why do you give me pain?
Do I really deserve this?
Have you heard of an empty road?
No not an empty road but the empty road. There a lot of people on this empty road but you can't see them or touch them. It's just you and the road. There's this girl name Maylo. A unique name right? Maylo has been on this road ever since she left elementary school. Maylo parents don't care what she does in life nor don't care that she would hurt herself. Her friends talk behind her back all the time and spread rumors all around. Her boyfriend ch
Umm so guys if you have time I would want you to check out Working for the angel of death. I have really improved on my writing so I hope you guys check it out. So I hope you guys enjoy it because to be honest I worked really hard on this one! Please read it!
So I would just like you to know that I'm so grateful that you are reading my stories. I really work hard on You Took My Hand and My Change. And trust me I was really scared I was going to get hate but I didn't so I'm really happy so gave me hate (or no favorite) but as long as you read the story I'm really happy. So thanks for a lot readers.