Two Sentence Scary Stories by Engie-DeLane, literature
Literature
Two Sentence Scary Stories
1) I knew my daughter was still up because of the noise coming from upstairs, so I called her to come finish the dishes. When she finally came, I was already in my bedroom and heard her quietly open the dishwasher, contrary to her nature, and take out only a single piece of silverware; that was the last thing I ever heard.
2) I never knew what I was looking for, but it was always in the corner of my eye. I always saw it move just before I turned my head.
3) Shivering with sudden cold, I tried to pull up my blankets off the floor. They wouldn't let go until my hand reached close enough to grab.
4) I was enjoying the peace and solitude as I
Picture this. When you look in the mirror you can see your self, but when you look deeper you can see your mind. You watch as your real self is shown, but in the process the self you see goes. You can see your veins come in to view, you can see their deep shade of blue, then in an instant the change to black you can feel your skin bubble and burn and spots start to pop, with tarish blood splatter the mirror and walls. You scream and can hear people outside the door trying to get in, but it's blocked off by bricks and bone leave no escape from what seems your new tomb. With yourself still conscious for the last time, you look through the spots
Don't Give me a Reason to Sell My Soul by creativelycliche, literature
Literature
Don't Give me a Reason to Sell My Soul
Don't give me a reason to sell my soul, she should have said.
Instead, she just stared at the man on the screen in front of her, the man with his long, drooping skin, tired eyes, haggard face and balding head. He was hardly the admiral we had once known. She said "I don't have any desire to do it," and then quickly, "but I'll follow my orders, if you give them to me."
There was fright in her eyes. She gripped the edges of the captain's chair and bit her cheek, fighting off inevitable tears. But not here. She couldn't cry now. People relied on her to be strong. What people she wasn’t sure, but someone, somewhere, surely. She had to bel
HI! It's been some time since my last journal, but I just don't feel the need to update all the time..hehe XD Well school is great! I LOVE IT! Everyday is loads of fun and I never get bored. I've made awezume friends and still have contacts with my old ones. Some are leaving me next year cause they're gonna be exchange students in the US, so I'm gonna be alone for a whole year T_T I wanted to be an exchange student as well (in Japan though) but I do not have the money and I would have to repeat a year when I got back..That sucks so that's one of the reasons why I'm not going.
Anyways, school gave me a Macbook Pro! But I can't do ANYTHING o
Just some minutes ago I got a message from my friend that she made it. They accepted her.
The school which we both applied for accepeted her. Right then my net crashed, and I got fucking frustrated.
BUT after running here and there with the computer trying to get some netsignals, i logged on, found my mail and read this: Kvittering - ønskets statusnr er endret til en tilbuds-status. TRANSLATION: You're in. (it's not the EXACT translation, just made it shorter XD)
Well, technically I'm not 100% in, neither her, or any other students who got their mail. BUT I DO KNOW that my chances are pretty high cause for the last few months/this ye
Well, it's been over a year since the last journal lol. Hm..lots of things have happened. Both good and bad. But most good, I think...
2012 has been the year where I've found myself. And well I am still trying to find myself. I just haven't found me 100% yet.
I am at the age where I have to decide what to do in my future life. And it's not an easy thing to do.
I have lots of things which I like, love to do and is interested in. It's just I don't know what I love the most. In just 2 months I will get a letter which says I got accepted into the school or not. And I am not sure if I even want to go there... When I thought of a school I thoug