absurd poetry written by a cactus.

Religion can be a battle within yourself and everything/everyone around you. ~Hopefully some of this is relatable. Feel free to comment, or message me and talk/vent some of your religious battles, I have no problem with any religion. I stay completely open minded. If you have an idea for a poem on the topic please request in the comments.

Astrid received a strange scholarship to a private school. Which she accepted. When her first day started out great,well the next few days was strange. Faucets knobs turn by themselves,the lights switch on and off. Something tells her she's in for trouble.

Hell. That's what it was. I woke up and in less than an hour made a deal with the devil. Yes you heard me right a deal with the devil. That's all it was a deal and a story. Most people think hell is all flames and suffering, but ever since I was little I thought of it as post-apocalyptic and as a dark palace. That's exactly what it was and to me I fell in love with it. I made stupid mistakes and fell in love with the devil, but that's all right because I'm me and I live with no regrets. Who am I? Well I'm Layla Andrews. Continue to find out what my deal was and what made me give into the devil. This book is © of 2013-2014 this includes covers, book material, music, pictures they belong to me.

Holly May Anderson is a senior at John F Kennedy High School in a town called Dimentia, New York. She's not your average teen. She's quiet, independent, and a loner. She has a dark appearance due to the way she dresses. Another thing about her, she has a stalker who works right in her school as a security guard. She unwantingly and unknowingly gets the attention of him. He moves next door to her and 'gets rid' of her boyfriend. She has no idea why he's interested in her or why he wants her. All she knows is that he's creepy, and makes it obvious he's watching her. His obsession with Holly incresaes and the stalker goes as far as terrorizing Holly in and out of school. Follow Holly as she deals with this creepy stalker and find out what happens!

My mother always told me when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. When someone knocks you down, you get right back up. You fight the good fight until you have nothing left. You fight with honor, you protect the ones you love, and if you just happen to die in the process, than you do so with dignity and grace. What my mother neglected to tell me during my studies was that you don't always get what you want, the outcome you think is coming doesn't always happen, and when the smoke clears, you're always going to be the last one standing. By the end of The Certainty, Georgiana Vertigo is left with nothing more than her life, something many people would be more than happy to have. However, Georgiana is left to her own devices in a strange city, alone and heartbroken with regular intense bouts of depression. In starting a new life with the Guild, Georgiana has everything she needs in order to move on with her life and keep her mind off the past. Only problem is, the past is never truly forgotten and no matter how hard you try to shake them, the feelings that go along with the memories don't just fade away. ~ * ~ Alright, chickens. You asked for it (some of you at least) and here it is...well...part of it. Like I've told a few of you, this is a work in progress. I add pieces to it when I think of them. The posting on this story will NOT be regular but thankfully for you, I have quite a bit of it done. I just haven't decided if the path I take it down is the right one. So. I hope you enjoy it and I will give you a forewarning that as the story progresses, it gets a bit more adult. For those of us just joining the party because they stumbled across it in the Paranormal category, there is a whole series of books you have to read until you get to this one. Go start with The Beginning. You can find it under "My Works" on my home page.

I wrote this story when I was in elementary school. I won't be taking it down because it took me a lot of time and effort to write and it was the beginning of making long stories for me. It is *heavily* inspired by Maximum Ride by James Patterson.

Personal creepy story that just happened to me. I thought I would share it here as well.