#shortstorry

[iamsamuel]

A short Thing i Wrote back in 2012. Enjoy.

Each day I stare into the devil’s eyes, Each day he stares right back, It is hard to believe through all this time, My soul is still intact.

Though hells hot fires do scorch my feet I walk the perilis path, Through the wastes and grime of endless time, In the blood of the damned i take my bath,

Night is cold and the day scorches my skin, Each hour past I am punnished for my old sin If I knew then what I know now, I would have changed my life somehow,

Now this musty air fills my rotting lungs, And i watch the flesh fall from my bones. I close my eyes, and am whole again, But watch the nightmare begin again.

[goldenfreckle15-blog]

We were getting ready to leave when a finger tapped on my shoulder. I turned around to see the boy from the table earlier. I thought to myself, great he most likely saw me on the news last week. “Hi my name is Edus Malone, I couldn’t help but asking you; my golly you're beautiful.”. I was blushing by then, “Oh I’m sorry, I meant, well I mean… I -” I cut him off, “I’m Odette Summer, you said you wanted to ask me a question?”, “ The girl from the papers?”, “Sure.” I grabbed my jacket to leave when he stopped me and apologized, “Sorry um, do you mind if I draw you?”, and I said yes. We sat at the table for an hour or so ( but who's counting ) while he sketched me. We laughed and talked and I made a joke about him “drawing me like one of his french girls” hoping he’d get the reference. He did. He finally showed me the finished product, and it was prepossessing, and captivating. Edus managed to portray every one of my facial features in a fair and honest way. “It's stunning.”, I said “Just as you are.”, he said. He thought I was funny, artistic, winsome, and unique and I thought the same of him. I wish I could have told him though, I loved him unconditionally and wondered why he bothered to even talk to me that day. Still I knew he loved me … but… I couldn’t figure out why though, why I would never love myself again.

Elise Porter

[futuristicallynoisyninja]

The scream

"Say hello to my little friend" He says and his dog comes towards the poor girl. She don't know what to do other then run away. Maybe she can find someone who can help her. Someone who can kill the dog. She don't know why but suddenly she hear a scream. It's not her own so i makes her even more afraid.