life is a game. he game of life is interesting. some people are better than others. some have better rolls. some lose sooner than others. the reward for losing is death, and some people lose sooner than others.
heretostay
heretostay
im 13, i love to write, all my stories involve some sort of pain, mostly about murder, fear, suicide, all that. im very open minded, i have strong beliefs about the enviroment, government, and like mental illnesses and how we treat those people. i love Disturbed, Avenged Sevenfold, KoRn, stuff like that. im a blackbelt in tkd...
I felt the needle puncture my skin and the liquid spread inside of me. I tightly closed my eyes, receiving the tingly feeling I so often craved. I had little money, but what money I did have went towards getting high on illegal drugs. Next the cocaine. I injected that into my left arm, I felt the drug reach my blood stream and I felt more alert. I felt my body temperature go up. My eyes opened wide and I looked around, I listened. I felt like I had just drunk high caffeine coffee and it felt good. I looked through my small brown bag […]
can i have opinons on my writing? im thinking about writing enough stories to publish a book….i wrote one, like 17 printer pages……wanna see it anyone?
~I felt a droplet of water brush the tip of my nose. I looked up and another drop hit my eyelashes. Drop after drop landed on my face. I blinked rapidly to clear my vision and started walking. Water bounced off my hair and beaded as I traveled. Though under trees, I was sopping. My clothing was suctioned to my body in an uncomfortable way. I saw something of a cabin and went to it; an abandoned farmhouse, I went […]
~I screamed, he was right there. My vision was foggy, it went black. I was still conscious, shit, death was near and I couldn’t see. I crawled and hit my knee on a sharp rock. I yelped and felt warm liquid leak from the wound. There was a crunch of a stick right behind me, I turned instinctively but still couldn’t see. I felt a cold piece of steel on my neck. Next I was grabbed by the waist and carried a far distance, then thrown into what felt like a car trunk. I couldn’t help it, I cried. I was shaking in fear […]
this was the email that was sent about me, maybe a month ago…..you dont know how many times ive read it and i have it memorized…it made me cry….it made my bff cry, it made my friends serious for once…and i wouldnt have know if one of my newer friends hadent told me….it made my mom cry, i want to die, it humuliated me……idk who sent it……i never did anything to anyone..
How many of you know Celia (last name)? 7th grade? (name of school) Middle School?
How many of you hate the *****?? I do. She’s such a sketch.
I hate how everyone talks about […]
im 12, ive been seriously cyber bullied….an email about me went around, it said mean things and callled me names, it said “forward this if you hate…” and my name…….thats basically when it started…….well, kinda…i wrote a lot like i do, i liked metal / screamo, i just never thought to hurt myself…..and my parents havent helped…:(
~I stared up the grassy incline and saw a tall, slender silhouette. The falling sun beams pierced my vision as I looked. It seemed to be of a young man; maybe 17. I started to climb the hill to see what was on the other side. When I reached the peek, the boy greeted me with fear in his eyes. I ignored him and looked down the other side. It was steep and rocky with a rigid pool at the base. The boy looked at me out of the corner of his eye. He seemed nervous; he bit his lips and was rubbing his hands. […]
~I flung my bag to the ground and sped up. I looked behind me and saw the source of my fear. He was tall, skinny, and clean-shaven; usually attractive to me but he had a knife. It was long and sharp. I turned my face forward again and saw an incline. The land was sloping at an intense level. I reached the bottom and tried to ascend; I couldn’t. The leaves slipped under my feet and I fell onto my chest I slid down and he was right there. I looked at him; he gave me a soft look and held out a hand. I […]
I may not live to adulthood. I may perish before then. If I don’t, who will care? It won’t affect anyone. I can make no difference in this world. I only ruin the environment and economy with the food and drink I intake and the price I cost. Life would be easier and better for everyone if I weren’t around. I must not show my death wishes or true emotions to others; that shows weakness to myself and nature. I cry every now and then, I let it all out. I never cry in front of anybody; it shows a state of patheticness. I’m […]
~I ran through the woods, and every so often glanced behind me to see if he was still there. Each time I looked back I saw him following at a brisk walk behind me, grinning as if to scare away all living things. He had a long 12 inch knife and I was terrified. I ran for ever, I was running out of breath as my legs began to hurt. My foot caught on a root and I fell onto the hard, leaf covered ground. I let out a sharp shriek and I felt the skin of my knees and palms split open. He was […]
~My feet hit the ground with a thud. I walked in the center of the two steel rods with one on either side of me. Leaves and rubbish swirled around me as I walked north. I passed three teenagers drinking alcohol; they paused and watched me. I continued forward. A loud rumble pierced the air; an extremely bright light flared on and blinded me. Pain shot into my brow and warm colors spotted my vision. One of the adolescents yelled at me, their voice shrieked above everything else. The light was closer, a foot from me, six inches, three inches, bam. Pain flowed from my […]