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Top Of The Hill

Short story, Innocence

by BurstingBilrost 9/26/2013

written by BurstingBilrost

I’m not an engish native speaker but this is the only bullshit that i was able to write in english some years ago. Better to post here for a fleeting moment than let it die completely with me. Part of a planned and bigger story (never to happen, no point wahtsoever).

Astarte was walking up a green flowery hill at the end of a calming and peaceful day to deliver an important message to one of the leaders of the region.

The little colored birds that were happily flying around were able to enjoy watching her simple, but gentle, village clothes, and […]

9/26/2013 2 comments

A Normal Day

by Domino Jays 1/10/2013

written by Domino Jays

To get up, and just keep on going through the day. How do some people do it? Where I’m from, they mostly do it by smoking, drinking, or shoving pills or drugs through their veins. They laugh at those who do good with their life, and invite the ones who are just as bad as themselves.

There’s this one girl in my class. I won’t give her real name, so let’s call her Ashley. I’ve known Ashley for quite a while, back in elementary school. She was a carefree brunette. She was a tomboy back then, always bringing me about the playground to play, when all […]

1/10/2013 2 comments

Inside I feel like bursting open, outside I feel like falling.

by almostgone 3/23/2012

written by almostgone

I have this feeling. It starts in the back of my throat and goes down to my stomach. I can’t pinpoint exactly what it is, but I guess I can relate it to the feeling you get on a roller coaster. Not the one you get when you begin to plummet, but the one right before that. The feeling you get at the top of the hill when you start to hear the chains slowly go down and you begin to wonder why the hell you got on the ride in the first place. By then, though, it’s too late to get off and so […]

3/23/2012 6 comments