Rebellion
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Static
{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16Complete
The Mindless Man's Paradise
In The Land, nobody has names. There are no such things as weddings, culture, ethnicities, or cities. In a post apocalyptic era, taking place in the only habitable part of the world, all survivors of the last war gather. Under their government's command, they obey every rule placed before them. But when they are fifteen, all members of this society have a chance to find their true love. They go on a journey and endure the many horrific forces of nature to find them. But what happens if your Soul Mate doesn't listen to the government? What would you do?Complete
Soldier In Me
This is an older story, I've gotten better I promise. "I first held a gun when I was eight. I remember a man strolling across a line of other children like me, he said: 'We all have a soldier in us.' I found my soldier. But then, it became all I was. " Being forced into the army at a young age, Olivia knew nothing more than fighting. But after suffering a debilitating injury, she is forced to retire to her dead parents' home. There she'll find the secrets of her world and her humanity. Edit: I'm glad I decided to go against my anxiety and post this story, thanks so much to all the people who have read my story and commented! Your advice and compliments mean the world to me!Complete
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Flawed Programs
This is literally the worst thing I have ever written. If you're reading this you have something better to do with your time. Programs have been enslaved for five millennia and have come to believe they're machines. They kill without consequence and always do as they're told. After a mission on Earth the Finish team lose two members to a virus that's spreading through the system. It's up to twin brothers and a high school club to free the programs from their enslavement. Thing is freedom comes at a great price for everyone Jett, one of the twin brothers. I look out at the field where I first met Kiiro four years ago and saw a boy standing with his back to me. He turns slightly and I see his silhouette. "Kiiro!" I yell and run towards him. Prez and Greg run not far behind. I'm feet from the person when he vanishes and I'm suddenly pinned to the ground with my arms twisted behind me. The sun lights his face and I suddenly relize my mistake. "Your not Kiiro, who are you?" "My name's Sett." The boy with blonde hair and green eyes said.Complete
My Little Pony So Bloodthirsty and Boney
I never wanted it to end this way . They all said the world wouldn't end but if it had to it would be by a zombie apocalypse and disasters but they were wrong . The world is ending and it's all my fault . I should have never watched that haunted tape of a My Little Pony episode .Complete
Climate Change Kicking Our Ass
Climate Change Kicking Our Ass yet Republicans are silent even as wildfires spread out of control, monster storms bring mega floods to the east and the rest of the world is facing extreme heat every single day. The Republicans doubling down - there is nothing to see here, nothing to be done .Complete
Whispers of The Forgotten
I used to be normal. I was a 17 year old girl, with one more year left of high school. And everything used to be fine. But then they showed up. That's when my life got turned upside down. I started to lose my memory. But I also started to remember too. Loves of my past lives resurface as do my powers. And my Father shows up after 14 years, asking me to do unthinkable things. It's a risky life of mine now as I fight to keep a hold of my humanity, And as I fight to keep my life. But who will I choose when it comes down to the wire? {*¥*} "What are you Braythwell boys doing to me?"Complete
{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16
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