Cobweb cerita

There are a lot of poems about anger and sadness here but there's some that I can't really decide what they are :D Enjoy :)

Do you ever find your sister or brothers as stinky or as horrid as ZOMBIES.... 👹👹

Still working on the last verse, still much of a draft. :)

I will never understand why...

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Ever thought of the darkness that surrounds you? Of what lay beyond those swirling black shadows? Of the creatures that dominated your peaceful night? The Menrads were dangerous and lethal. A powerful clan of five pure blooded vampires and feared by all, the Menrads enjoyed the attention they got. But their happiness was short lived. They weren't the only creatures of night... Beings far scarier than the vampires existed! Creatures so powerful that the purebreeds had began to doubt their own supremacy in the presence of such beings. They couldn't be killed by the hands of the pure bloods...but by vampires of a much lower authority - the half breed! Unknown of the what their future would be, four half breeds struggle against the cruel Menrads and their secret plan to annihilate the poor teenagers along with the threatening new breed of species. Will they die in vain? Will they fight against their rulers or stumble on to the mystery surrounding these new creatures?

basically it's a collection of my poems and what not. . . it's pretty random, some are happy, some are sad, some are weird and others creepy

Poetry ranging from free verse to rhyme. There are many topics most of which derived from personal experiences. Contains 100 poems. {Poetry / Short Story}

Things have changed since 1993... It's been twenty-nine years since the Black Flame Candle has last been lit. In the present day, sixteen-year-old Becca goes through complications with family, friends, and high school. However, it was not until one night, she accidentally lit the Black Flame Candle and resurrect the Sanderson Sisters once again. Together, Becca, her friends and family must figure how to stop the Sanderson Sisters from attempting to suck children's souls and to also prevent them from taking revenge towards Salem. . . thought it would be fun to do my own spin on the 2022 sequel on hocus pocus with major changes and additions! of course, this interpretation of the redraft won't be for everyone... anyway, have fun while it lasts! (keep in mind, it's still in development)

Is survival and Living are enough when peace never arrives? The memories of him: series

Spiders are very clearly evil. From their long skinny eight legs, to their pincers at the top of their head. Even a spider whom is not poisonous can still bite, and can use it's webbing to attack. I'd know. When I was just 7 years old, I had a mysterious dream. Now I realize it was trying to warn me. This book will tell you of my horrific interactions with spiders, the legend of Arachne, why spiders are terrible in general and more.

The mammoth red Spider first asked Little Miss Muffet for her two eyes of deep brown hue. It had six eyes, and It wanted two more. Would pretty Little Miss Muffet kindly indulge? 🕸🕷

I hear songs from the things i behold and I'm touched by their notes of love. They take the tunes strewn by my heart and they flow on their own. I've published few such songs, here! ............. These poems have not been copied. I hope you guys would respect my copyrights... 😊

My first thought was that I should go home and get help. But then another vision flashed into my head. My mother disappearing. I half hoped I was just hallucinating, the other half of me hoped she was gone and I was free. I was confused, but not as confused as I was at the sound creeping into my subconscious. Some mechanical noise, like a car that wouldn't start. There was another noise after that stopped. Footsteps! I turned over onto my side to see who it was, but regretted it. I winced and grabbed my head, the pain so unbearable there were tears piling up in my eyes. I looked up at the man and stared blankly, there was something......... odd, about him. I immediately felt safe. He bent down and looked at me, he looked worried, but I couldn't really tell through the blur. He didn't speak, just looked me in the eyes and tilted his head. I could just stare at him, my mouth wouldn't open. My eyes started going black. I felt my head dropping this time. I couldn't stop myself fainting, but I felt the man caught me and he lifted me up; and started carrying me towards a blue phone box.... When Becky meets The Doctor, strange things keep happening. People and aliens vanish off the face of their planets, and she finds things she never knew about herself deep down. Can she and her new friend, The Doctor, figure out and put right the universal cobweb they've discovered?