Oleander Stories

The Nerium Oleander Red plant is an excellent houseplant with attractive red flowers. This plant is categorized under the flower, pollution controller & flower plants. COMMON NAME: Nerium or Arali SCIENTIFIC NAME: Nerium Oleander FAMILY: Apocynaceae SOIL: Wide range of soil with average drainage ORIGIN: North Africa PLANT HEIGHT: 5 to 8 inches.

Stay through and see how someone faces through her troubles of figuring out how to face her hardships. She thought it was nothing but a simple case of love. But soon enough she starts to learn quickly as she talks around to others that it might not be the truth, though it being quite hard to talk to others. Maybe she truly is swallowing something toxic and bitter that she believed was sweet.

There are many evils of the world, as of lately, and I've not so gracefully stumbled upon them. And they've been cooped up in the house in which I've been asked to stay over for dinner at for a few hundred years. Yes, I ironically managed to snag a dinner date with Hell. More like, snagged a B&B experience in Hell, for months - or however long it takes for summer to be over with. And the best part? Nobody knows I'm in danger. Nobody know how I live, with a knife at my throat every morning that I wake up... It's great here. How 'bout you come visit? You get the warmest welcome (three corpses at the front door). Your room is decorated to your liking, until they wreck it. Or who knows? Maybe you get to go peacefully, and your belongings are kept until the next family member decides what a great time they're going to have down in Georgia. Now I know, stranger things could happen. But only in your mom's wildest dreams! Burn! Not funny? Oh, it's something that Jay would say. But... you don't know him. So, you would've thought I was just being my rude self. I'll let you in on a little secret. I was never like this. Never an asshole... I pretended, sure I pretended. High school is a death trap, you have to toughen up on the outside. But on the inside I'm just a gummy shark, without the teeth. Just a gummy, gummy shark. Seriously, give me a ring on the cellphone I conveniently don't have, because I know you wanna chill with me and the guys. Just, text me, you know? ON THE CELL PHONE I DO NOT HAVE. Thanks ma, you've killed me. Literally. I'm not trying to fit in, or be cool. It's called survival - and no, that's not me just being dramatic. If I had a cell phone I'd be outta here by now. I could've called you, dad or Alex up and... Shit! I FORGOT Alex was dead. Shit! Guess its just you and pep pep. Dad'll save my ass. Right...? Shit, I'm stuck here. Let my last words be something interesting like: "F*** the feminists." Or something like that.

The Oleander Killer is a creepypasta told through a detective's diary entries. Six months ago, Detective Calvin Morris worked on a rather disturbing case that resulted in therapy. However, after finally recovering, he's ready to take on a murder case. One that's haunted his town for a long time; The Oleander Killer. Well, that's the names given to it by the locals, at least. This is because of the killer's main method; oleander flowers.

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A introduction to my oc Gladiolus and a small scenario with Oleander from Thems Fightin' Herds

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A short story about how I describe my love life

Oleander Academy

When a mother's love transcends death, her spirit finds a way to touch her daughter's heart, leaving her grieving father with a haunting realization that love knows no bounds, not even those of mortality."

Long, long ago in the heart of Odura laid the gift of Xarheia, nestled among the cold stones. But savagery follows a dragon everywhere, and death is bound to happen. When a sickness arises, only the brave will seek a cure. The brave that also happen to be in the form of adorable dragon hatchlings. Tashimaui and Oleander were among the two, siblings but of different breeds. But when your half blooded it seems trouble follows you more then most. Will they be able to gain the trust of new friends, or are they bound to succumb to the same thing that endangers the entire face of Odura? (This story is currently on Hiatus until further notice. I'm just having a bit of a writer's block with this one and hope to return to it in the future.)

A teenager boy fall in love with his neighborhood who is older than him. To express his feelings to her he give roses flower to her everyday. One day the girl he love invite him to have lunch to her house and that night he know something about her and something happened in that night.

There were a set of unspoken rules that every citizen of Leslie had to follow in order to survive. 1. Blend in. 2. Don't talk unless ordered to. 3. Don't question anything. 4. Always obey. 5. Do your job and nothing else. 6. Follow the written rules of the Committee. Alessia Jacoby had always followed these rules, having seen too many deaths in her life. But what happens when a mysterious stranger comes along and changes everything that Alessia knew of her world and the rules? "You blend in. Nobody suspects you. That's what makes you such a formidable opponent. You are our Oleander, our hidden poison. And poison you are...."

And if you leave me, rest assured it would kill me. - Oleander, Mother Mother

There i was at the edge of the golden gate bridge , i had the chance of ending it all. i could've jumped, i should've jumped but i hesitated, and it was that hesitation that changed my life forever. Oleander Valor , a 22 year old, never fitted this society, rejected by his own parents and even his own so called friends he now struggles in the modern world to find a reason, a reason life and a reason to come to terms with his afflicted life.

Roisin lives in a world where all of humanity lives in caverns carved into the earth by millions of years of erosion. Life for her is a battle between old humans--those who didn't evolve to survive in the cave--and neohumans, like herself, who have developed new abilities to cope with the dangerous environment of the cave. The neohumans are rejected from old human settlements, forced to survive on their own in the caves with only their wits and their strength to go on.