Cheska🌹
[here 🙋‍♀️] -btw not my art in the pfp
Cheska🌹
[here 🙋‍♀️] -btw not my art in the pfp
[here 🙋‍♀️] -btw not my art in the pfp
[here 🙋‍♀️] -btw not my art in the pfp
She rather likes to paint. Its her activity
she uses to wind down.
Her name? She’s Lucia Gray, born
February 12, 2005. Just about to finish
high school. Retook her driving test
yesterday.
Lucia Gray moves slowly this morning.
I know, because she’s usually a
buoyant person behind the curtains.
She’d be looking at her rows of 17 s
schedules right about now.
It’s her interview today. I should k...
A thundering whisper won’t be ignored.
In the dead of night it leaves you forever transformed.
It whispers in your ear, intense and malicious.
It coils around your ear and nestles on your heart so vicious.
It will do anything to get what it desires,
A ruthless force, it’ll do anything their will requires.
The sound so subdued,
But it calls out to you and barely intrudes.
Hope may be bleak, beca...
Alone in his hermitage deep in the woods, the hermit walks with his staff and hood.
The light of his lantern shines away the night, guiding him to inner sight.
Away from the crowds,
the noise and
the rush,
he finds peace in silence,
in emptiness,
in hush.
He meditates, contemplates, and reflects,
The joys of life and it’s vex.
He knows the journey will be hard
But that is the purpose of ...
She walks in the room, holding her clipboard. Her face is mournful but also suspicious of those around her.
“Okay, I won’t ask again. Who.killed. Her?”
Everyone exchanges nervous glances. One of them killed Her.
“You’ll all be considered guilty of not.”
CHARACTER A: amused “I know who did it.”
SHE: “Spill it then.”
CHARACTER A: smirk “Not saying.”
SHE: sigh “Okay. Next, fess up. Or else.”...
We were a poor family. One that couldn’t afford even a single jacket. And that was not good. In our world, it was frigid 12 hours a day. Without even a simple jacket, one could die.
Recently it’s been rough. 853, my brother, had died to the diseases that came with a cold. Instead of feeling depressed, I was angry. No one should go through loss. It was like cold water to someone’s sleeping face. I...
“See that?” The shadow man pointed out the light at the end of the tunnel.
“It’s beautiful!” Breathed the little shadow girl.
“Beautiful things are deadly, little shadow girl. The light kills all darkness.”
The little shadow girl whimpered, inching away from the light.
“Never go to the light.”
“Never go to the light.”
“Never go to the light.”
One day, when the little shadow girl was no long...
The sound of my footsteps echoes rhythmically on the pavement.
My nerves almost make me trip over my feet. I bite my lip. I’m going to a job interview, and I don’t even know what the job is!
My phone DINGS. Notification. Grateful for the distraction, I whip it out of my pocket and see that my sister, Andi, is texting me. She’s the one that set me up for this hectic job interview.
ANDI: Gl on y...
Minor inconveniences are really such pests!
They make us feel unhappy and steal us from rest.
A coffee stain on your shirt when you were about to meet,
Foul weather on the day
You had planned a picnic treat.
All of these are bad,
And these are experiences we had.
But the worst one of all
Are line cutters in a grocery stall!!
They cut in line,
They think it is fine
They have no care
About th...
If you’re reading this, I know I’m dead.
I’m not the “dear diary,” type, but this is important. You know that, Maris.
This diary is going to be the last thing you will find of me.
First off, Maris, I’m sorry you had to find me like this. I couldn’t bear to see you in pain.
I want to say to avoid karma, Maris. It’s a mirror of the life you lived. So as queen, beloved sister, please make the m...