Trance Histoires

"Medusa", the mythical creature who is known for snakes on her head and turning those who looked into her eyes to stone. But how did she turn into that creature? Are the myths really true? Or is there a real story behind it? "Medusa with a Twist" is a fan fiction I created to add a little spice to the myths. Made purely out of my imagination.

A collection of my short stories, prose poems, and free right/regular poems~ Please enjoy. ^.^ (some may go along with songs that I made myself!) See description of my soundcloud info and other social media info. And most of these are depressing -.- just sayin. I do have some really awesome ones.

A collection of poems that describe the ups and downs of life.

All of us feel happiness, sadness, love, hatred, surprise, disgust, fear and a lot many emotions... It is easier to feel the emotions than writing it down... Here is a collection of some of the many emotions that we feel...

Well, it all started with a shot. What good story doesn't start with alcohol? Well, mine actually started with two. A shot that made me completely oblivious, and one that stripped me of my innocence. A murder. The second of that bullet touching his chest made me feel weak, and I dropped to the ground, then woke up surrounded by blood. My blood. Sound confusing right? Well, I don't remember everything that happened. I will as I go on. But everyday that I see him, the memories that I have just remembered the night before, vanish. It as if he erases my hard-drive. But that sounds impossible. Oh, here he comes. He is more handsome than ever. So, what was I talking about? Hi. My name is Ashley

All of these scripts belong to me!

Little journal about the feeling of disconnection from the world, reality, and loved ones. Whoever is reading this, you're not alone. Stay strong - Sad Stranger <3

Daiana era una estudiante tranquila,aficionada al baile y la lectura. Amante de los sábados noche,con palomitas,mantas,pañuelos y una buena pelicula. Su trance por el instituto fue un poco duro...,su mejor amiga se mudo de país y el único ser vivo que quedo en su vida fue su perro Axel. Cabe destacar que fue abandonada a los siete años de vida y por ello vivía en un orfanato al lado de lo que seria su primer instituto,a los dieciséis años.

- if i had to write something, what would it be?

HOW TO HEAR FROM GOD Author : Adekola Timothy Adebiyi. It's true-the subject of hearing from God is no stranger to pulpits, podcasts, and paperbacks. It's been taught, debated, and dissected. Men and women of God have made powerful contributions to this conversation. For example, Bro. Lambert Okoafor has richly expounded on it with prophetic depth. Joyce Meyer, though cautious about dreams, has still offered practical wisdom on walking with God daily. So you may wonder, "Why add one more book?" Well, here's why: balance. Clarity. Healing. Testimony. This isn't just a topic to me-it's a lifeline. And what I've discovered is not just how to hear from God, but how His voice can restore everything when life feels like it's falling apart. Let me take you into that moment.

"wake up it's just a dream"

"Wide-eyed I looked at you. I selfishly wanted you to save me again. The moths were coming back and began to hold me down."

A big eyed red haired woman discovers something beyond magical in the forest.

Just some real life experience by the author. Rest easy as the words slowly engulfs and warps you into the author's mind right at that very moment.

We are marching. We are one. Devon doesn't think about this. It is of no importance. He has no free will. But he does, and this smells fucking fishy.

It is time to listen to his point of view I'm in a trance whenever I looked at her - Leo