Otters hold hands to represent love.

Swans pick a partner for life to show love.

Humans have various ways, however, sometimes even too complex for other humans to understand.

I felt the palm of his hand slap my cheek. I could feel the slick vibration run through my body like the pulse of a beating drum. My cheek is still red, but now as I stare into my mirror I can see the onterage of colors, f...

She didnt appreciate casualties of earth

Since her mother had died

She no longer had desire

In her once burning heart

The beating blood santuary

Crumpled to ash when the words

“Im sorry for your loss”

Slipped the doctors lips

But when her dragged life

Was finally over

And it was time time to pass

She was finally happy to see her mother

And when the luxurious gates of heaven greeted her

And she...

A young girl sings herself

Her ballad dances in the rythm of the breeze

Child, is what her mother called her, was soon ordered back to the house

Dancing still, the breeze slowly paces itself

Everything seems to slow down as she walks home.

From the time she left the forest, nothing felt the same

God, she could never match the feeling nature brought her

Had she been much older, she would have had t...

When I was little, I had no idea why the older kids always talked about crying.

I cried when I got hurt, or didn’t get what I wanted, but I never really cried about anything going on in my life.

That was until middle school.

All of a sudden everything changed

Life was hell

There was no escape

I shut down

And crying was the only release

for the feelings still left in me

And so now I know

Peopl...

I spent all of last night hunched over, looking through the clear gaze of my new camera. It had the most beautiful filter, which made every picture I took like heaven. I sat calmy in the woods, still regaining my energy before I thought of getting up. Surrounding me was a blanket, completely red, with little pink tassles hanging off the ends. I twiddled a tassle between my fingers as I grabbed my ...

Ive spent my whole life in the dark of the real world. I lived in a lab, where my only company were the characters in the books I read. But not even they could hold me as I fell apart, touch my cold, soft skin completely unaltered by the damages of other people. Even though I lacked friends and support, I made up for it throguh knowledge. I knew everything about everything, believing I would bever...

“Hello?” I say, nonchallantly picking up the phone.

“When are you coming home to visit me?” The person on the other line asks. I feel a lump grow in my throat.

“Lynn?” I question. I immediately recognize her timid voice.

“Come visit me, honey. I miss you.”

“You know I cant…” I say defeatedly.

“But why? I have your birthday present waiting for you here.

“Your all the way in North Carolina.”

“Ple...

You dont know you are a monster.

You dont look like the monster that slithers under my bed.

Or the monster who hides from the light

In the comfort of my closet.

But you are one

I am 8, and even I know that.

I know because monsters are scary,

They destroy things.

The glass bottle clashes against the wall, flinging pieces of glass everywhere

The monster walks to his cave.

My heart aches after the...

Liliana Grace is a girl. She has bleached blonde hair, with purple peekaboos that make old ladies shake thier heads in disaproval. Liliana has a nose ring, and a tounge ring, and a few other piercings. She likes the free will piercings give her. They make her feel confident. She has the most confidence when she doesnt have to hide herself. She wears long baggy clothing and a silver bracelet that g...

As I walked to school like usual, and crossed the intimidating road, something felt wrong. And before I knew it, I was on my knees and then on my stomach. I taken a hard blow to the chest, feeling the wrath spread like wildfire through my body. Everything paused for a moment. I could hear nothing but the ringing from my own ears growing. All I could see were blurs. Then everything went black. It w...