Weep Stories

My first story on my new acc.!!!! So excited! It's a ghost story, hope you enjoy xxx Also, it's not actually that scary, it's not rly a horror lol : P

'Tis rare that I find something that moves my soul so much that I weep like a new child. Rare it is that I let myself openly cry at the beauty of something that has touched my mind. But, I have found something that has made me do this. I have found something that made me cry openly and sweetly. I was surprised at how wonderful it felt to know that something could still awaken the tears inside of me. And yet, though this person is but a character that only exists in the writing on a page, I have an immense love for him. I feel for his pain and I wish that I could cradle him in my arms and dry his tears and give to him peace of mind as he has done for me. But, I do not have the ability to physically hold him so I will embrace him in the only way I can. I will write for him and pour my soul into my literature so that he can understand just how much I have been moved by his story. My love, my soul, and my heart are in this poem. As I said before, it is rare that I am moved in such a way, and it took the living dead to move my soul from the pain it has been feeling. To the one who will live on forever, thank you.

Poetry Book. Temporary reading pleasures until I upload a story!

This will be my first story at this web site. My true experiences with spirits/ghosts. I call spirits ghosts but some people say they are two different things. For me, it's the same thing. Chapter 1. My experiences with spirits happened to me many times over the years. I never see spirits but I know they are around me by noises they make, objects they push from tables to the floor, their foot steps walking around, knocks on doors I hear and no one is there when I open the door. I will tell my experience I had with my father when he passed away. Go to the next chapter.

My Death in Poetry is a collection of my poetry. These are more of my dark, "depressing" works. If you enjoy somber poetry, you'll love this book!

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in a boys pov the nostalgia the time of being together the time of happiness

Pretentions