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Three Hundred Theme Challenge #014Three Hundred Theme Challenge
A smile had always come easy to Tora. Even if his day had been the worst kind of day you could think of, he could put a smile on his face and laugh it off.
Most people passed it off as there was something wrong with him, after all, how could he smile and laugh after the world beat him down the way that he does to everyone.
However, Tora wasn’t strange. At least, he didn’t think so. He was just a very positive person and that was why lots of people actually liked being around him.
So what if some people thought his ability to smile no matter what was crazy? So long as he was smiling and laughing, he could make other people feel better about themselves and knowing he had made someone else feel better was one of the best feelings in the world to him.
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“Why?” the girl sobbed loudly, falling to her knees the second people had left the house, “why?” As the tears flowed down her cheeks, Lexy allowed herself to cry for the first time since she watched her family’s cottage burn to the ground with her grandmother and aunts still inside. True, they had already been dead, she had felt it when they willed their power to her, but that didn’t change the fact that she had lost the last of her blood relations.
Her mother was dead
Her father might as well be, locked in the psych ward after all those seizures destroyed his mind.
Now, her grandmother and aunts where gone, too.
“Why?” she sobbed, wrapping her arms around herself as she cried herself sick. She just felt so alone, so lost.
“Hey,” came Caleb’s soothing voice as Pogue wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling the thirteen year-old into his chest so she could cry on his shoulder.
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"I hate photos," Cody muttered, eyeing the photography crew that had set up at the other end of the Palm Woods' pool, "the bright flash, the having to pose, it's all just so annoying."
"Not to mention Gustavo yells at you when you don't do it right," Carlos added, taking a seat beside the blond girl.
"Gustavo yelling is totally the worse part," she nodded, eyeing said man as he yelled directions at Logan.
"Good thing we got them over with, though, right?" Carlos laughed as James and Kendall sent the pair envious looks.
"Totally," Cody laughed in agreement, taking a sip of her ice tea as she watched the show before her.
Three Hundred Theme Challenge 076Three Hundred Theme Challenge
#076. Broken Pieces
Looking around at the glass, Kai felt a dark smile grace her lips. Taking a step forward, she felt the shards of shattered glass cut into her feet and she let out a small laugh.
The glass shards where so much like her it was laughable. She herself was nothing more than a shattered little girl, full of sharp edges and held together by shear will power.
Those who dared to touch her came away with blood covered hands, just like anyone who tried picking up the glass.
Anger flared through her then.
How dare this glass represent how she felt inside, where no one could see. She liked people not knowing her real feelings, it kept her safe. How dare anything, living or breathing, try to tell the world how she felt.
With an inhuman growl, she ran across the glass, snatching up the broom and trash can standing by the door before she set to work cleaning up the blood and broken pieces that littered her bedroom floor.
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Few things in life were forever, as Saki had come to learn.
She herself was one of those things that could, and would, last forever. No matter what time could throw at her, she was able to stay the young twenty year old girl she had been before her change.
Other things, however, changed in what felt like the blink of an eye to the never ageing vampires.
She had seen many different empires rise and fall in her time. She'd seen hundreds of people be born, only to die a very short time later. New technology came, only to be replaced but a few years later with something even better.
This was something that she knew had driven several hundred or her own kind mad, but for her, the reaction was different. Unlike most, Saki rather enjoyed being able to witness such changes in the world. To be able to witness the fall of massive empires in one life time, a feat that no other was able to accomplish, created such a wonderful feeling inside her that not
The beta Test part 1The Beta Test
Would you sign away your memories? Your personality? Would you willingly sign away everything that makes you the person you are?
All I know is that I signed mine away to what most people call the Dollhouse. I don't remember who I am, was, and I don't know why I did it. Now, because of that, I'm probably one of the most broken people on Earth.
You see, those people who sign away their memories to Dollhouses' all over the world are left in a child-like state. They're innocent of everything pain, hunger, fear and trusting of everyone. But, like with all things, there is a catch.
Depending on the preference of the clients, the Dollhouse will imprint these people, actives, with the knowledge, memories, and skills to do anything, be anything. Once these engagements are completed, the actives have their memories wiped of the event and are once more innocent as children.
I'm one of the few who are, were, different. I don't truly know when it started, b
I Tear My Skin AwayI Tear My Skin Away
I tear this skin from my body,
Even if the world screams,
That I am only an illusion.
I tear the bones from my legs,
Through pain, I will grow,
Through suffering, I will become.
I rip the muscles from my arms,
These teeth from my jaws...
And with nothing upon me,
I carry on...
Like a broken puppet, still shivering,
Still forcing its way through the darkness;
I tremble for I am nothing...
And yet, I am moving. My voice still screams...
I draw breath into these tired lungs,
As I rip the flesh away...
And I shatter these mirrors before me,
With a voice that will not break:
Because the world cannot label me as nothing,
And I will live for my own sake!
"So tell me, is that all the pain you've got for me?"
You're beautifulPlease eat.
Are you listening to me?
If you are,
I want to tell you.
You re beautiful.
It doesn't matter what you weigh,
you shouldn't feel guilty about what you ate.
It doesn't matter,
I promise you things will get better.
Listen to my words,
Hold my hand.
Don't worry about the rest of the world,
It's okay if they don't understand,
How it feels like,
To feel fat,
To feel ugly,
To feel worthless.
You are none of those things.
It s okay to be chubby,
It s okay to be skinny.
Because you have a big heart.
And your smile,
Is like a priceless work of art.
And I don't want to see you destroy,
Because you're more than just a broken toy.
And to everyone else,
So for once let yourself be,
Accept your reflection.
Because you are the definition of perfection.
So don't worry,
Don't be sorry,
To be who you are.
Because you re,
Those Green Eyes (Or: Don't Lie to Your Kid)Those green eyes -
The green of joy
The green of hope
The green of love and acceptance -
Were always full of lies.
They first lied when I said,
After a nightmare at four am
When I was too small to reach a light switch,
“Will you ever leave me?”
And those eyes said,
Why did those green eyes
Shut when I needed them most?
"Are you okay?"
Would be a red line
That I would etch into myself
Those green eyes melted.
Those green eyes did shine
And I knew what it was -
I was young, not stupid -
But I indulged the lie,
For those green eyes.
"Will it get better?"
I asked one sunny Saturday
At ten in the morning
And those green eyes looked away;
“And you’ll be here forever?”
There were no words.
I made up my own affirmative.
Those green eyes -
When they saw
How I’d rubbed myself raw
notes on a matchbook love.if I were the type
to say how I really felt,
I'd tell you that
I hope you choke on your apologies
like they're arsenic
and your nails are already
with the poison.
I'd let you know
that I'll never be a body
for you to touch
just because I know that's all you want.
I'll never be a fairy in a bottle
at your waist.
this is no storybook, and
I am no myth.
hear my silence,
feel the cold absence
respond to your weak "I'm sorry"s.
I beg you,
stop digging the hole,
stop, just stop.
Hush and watch the flames
engulf the image you sold me.
you can tell me
I'm beautiful as much
as you want,
but I know that it's not enough,
that you'll always want more,
that you've been a wolf
between my legs all this time
and my fingers are bruised
from holding the leash.
now every time you whisper
"please be okay",
I will always tell you that
I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
I will forever pretend
that I've grown up from you,
that I've become a mystery
You're worth so much moreShe was the type
to cut her wrists,
and then swallow the
because looking at what
was even harder
but I want to tell her
to let the emotions
p i l
out of her mouth,
instead of her
and that I'll gladly
let the words slice me,
if it means
What is Hope?Hope is something we have as children,
It helps us thrive and try our hardest.
Hope is what we express in the worst of times
When all hope seems lost.
Hope is what people possess in life
To work toward our dreams.
Hope is a lie
That's not worth our time.
I Know You're Strong, Let's Be Stronger TogetherI Know You're Strong, Let's Be Stronger Together
if i’m being completely honest,
i can’t say i know what you’re goin’ through.
and if i’m being frank,
i’m sort of afraid to write this
because i’ve always been unsure
if i love too much but it’s my nature
and i’d rather lose by trying too hard
than to do so without doing enough.
i hope you’re asleep now
and i hope you don’t read this
till the morning and i hope by then
things will be a little lighter
but i’m hoping against hope
because if you don’t know,
i feel when things are off.
call it intuition, call it a feelin’,
say i just know it.
my friend, my door is always open
even when you’re feeling closed
off to the world and right there,
i can understand that feeling well,
because i still feel we relate to one another
better than most brothers understand their sisters.
know i look at you as a sibling
and i believe we know when the other
I miss youYou are a ghost in my head
Living, yet you haunt my thoughts today
To speak your name
Would be to desecrate this space
Where you are, I should not care to know
But you are a never-healing wound
An unfulfilled promise
A chance to do no wrong
My memories burn with your taste, your touch, your smell
Who have I become?
Too long have the years been to me
To find myself wishing for the crossroads
For the chance to say no, one more time.
from the darkness and hurt
from everything that scares you
keep going and it will leave you
just keep running away from it all
until you come to realize something
you can never run
never get away from your problems
from everything that causes you pain
it's always there, eating away at you
until you face it head on
confront what angers you,
what hurts and leaves you alone and hurting
don't run away from it
stay and fight it until it goes away.
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