Speechless Stories

Who knew that death itself was seeking every single student it came across. The lies and torture that brought London High School to this state is yet to be discovered. Each student either; Disappears, dies or ends up in a fatal situation. Only they didn't know what was out to get them and yet they laughed and scarred many victims. All of this creating the one 'Pyscho girl' that should have never existed. Now, in every corner you remain, someone or something will be watching you. The school itself became haunted with the number of deaths that remained hidden deep in hell. Once you make a move there is no going back When I opened my eyes I knew that nothing in my miserable life prior to that moment could possibly be as bad as what was about to happen. I was lying on the cold floor of a classroom where only the fading sun’s light could reach me. I tried moving, until I realise the thickened rope around my ankles - so tight that the red marks around them worsened to darkened bruises. Dark stains on the floor suggest blood. But it was the chair with dangling ropes; to hold someone down unwillingly that confirmed my suspicions. A darkened figure advances from out of the dusky, black corners of the room. It approaches me, closer and closer. The figure was unidentified as it wore a paper bag on it’s head; most definitely to hide what it was about to commit. It was the school uniform that gave half of it’s identity away; the feminine version of our school’s uniform...

Sometimes words break you,sometimes they build you.No matter what words are what keeps us together. "Say something! Anything!Just speak up..." What happens when Felicia faces a terrifying incident which makes her incapable to speak anymore... "You know me... Don't you remember me, love?"

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Everything began with a ball of energy, an energy so infinite it created a being, a daughter, Genesis; the first being. She studies the energy and creates four sons: Astral, The Forgotten One, Godking, and The Soulless One. While three battled each other to determine who will obtain absolute power Astral studied the energy and made it his own. When his siblings found out they attacked him but with infinite power he made the planes of existence and sealed his brothers off and created Nirvinia, an experimental world to see how creations such as himself can live and evolve with time and then he sealed himself off aswell. Now Nirvinia has been alive for millennia, passing the forgotten age and now we're here following the footsteps of Ryx Hizaru to find out what Nirvinia has to offer.

Loneliness is a painful word and being alone is more difficult situation.. Sometimes we cry that we are alone and sometimes we want to be alone. "Alone" is a collection of poems of both positive and negative attitude... Enjoy reading poetry #157 on 25th June 2014 :) poetry #151 on 27th June 2014 ^,^ Spiritual #76 / Poetry #138 on 28th June 2014

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"You have to learn to sing!" Yes but... "Don't you know?" His head titled to the side curiously. "Silence is a Virtue."

“Why did I say it? Hmmmm…” Moi pretended to muse as he rubbed his smooth masculine chin, the expression on his face making me smile to no end. “Well,” he began, his eyes locking on me, “I said it because…it’s true.” Then suddenly his demeanor switched to being serious, causing the smile to fade from my face as he leaned closer. “I said it because as much as you try to pretend and hide the fact that you love holding that paintbrush,” he said softly his tone making me melt like butter as he gestured to the brushes sitting on my stool, but my eyes stayed on him, my body completely frozen. “It’s written as clear as day in your movements, in your brown eyes and in those works that you whip up like a pro.” He was tilting his head by the time he finished his monologue. I went speechless as I found it hard to breathe. What was he doing to me? I had the weirdest desire to--- Ahri (short for Vesahri) is the most popular girl in school, who is known more for her beauty and her regal apperence than her quiet personality. Before school starts, Ahri breaks up with Tyler, the most popular boy in school because she’s fed up with having a superficial life. All she wants to be is herself—to express herself freely through panting. However, ending her relationship with Tyler brings on a load of obstacles and awareness to other issues which need resolving. Preferring isolation, Ahri comes close to deciding not to befriend anyone her senior year until she meets Moi, the affable loner. Maybe...just maybe he can help Ahri. But how will her parents react to her newfound perspective?

This is new found to me but wonderful.So that is what these poems will be, the little special ones. Some of them will come from my background poetry that I write randomly but happily. Thanks for reading this and I hope you are amused and this will be aspirational to you. All this poetry will be contained in here.. Goodbye for now dear reader, and thank you for reading this!CoverArt is by: kidkidkidkid

when peppa is found kissing some other pig, Newt is getting revenge by fake flirting with Suzie sheep, how will peppa fell when Newt gets revenge. This book is absolute rubbish, i wrote this as a joke

In Genevieve's world, normal people have writing all over their skin. Now, I don't mean tattoos or anything of the sort; they're born with them. They are called the "Marked." The "Marked" live in peace and accord inside the Gates; a metropolitan city that contains anything a person needs to survive and to thrive, and maybe even more... Outside the Gates, life is hard and unbearable. The people live in the barren wastelands that the ancestors of the world mistreated and killed. They are "Blanks," just about the opposite of the "Marked." The entire "Blank" population is cast out of the city, forced to live in poverty and hunger, while the "Marked" are purged of these hindrances and are given what they need. The twisting tales of Genevieve will take you through both perspectives of the "Marked" and the "Blanks." This story is based off of works of art from the artist named, Ronit Bigal. "Imagine a world where the words you speak appear in your skin. Would you be more careful of what you say?" -Ronit Bigal, Artist. || all rights reserved. copyright © 2014 | andrew estrada.

Shape shifter Kayal is a orphan due to a war. Kayal has was left alone with no family members to support her. Kayal on the edge of fall from the world when Makai finds her. Although she doesn't trust him she stays because loneliness is a dark abyss. Makai was once in the same position and feels the need to protect Kayal in anyway he can. Makai falls head over heels for her green eyes. What will he do to save her?

Some calls should never be answered. Some roads should never be taken after midnight. And some love stories do not end when the heart stops. Emma thought losing Lucas in a car accident would be the worst pain she would ever survive-until guilt pushed her into a place no living person was meant to enter. A ghost hospital hidden beyond consciousness. A corridor where dead souls whisper. A boy she loved waiting with blood still on his skin. And a bracelet that should not exist in either world. But every moment she spends beside him brings death closer. Because something ancient has already decided: One of them cannot return.

I'm a good girl, I don't deserve this fate. Most in here don't either. I've been in here for 5,085 days of my life, I don't know anything but these walls and the small window above my head. Sometimes I see the earth, but that's only when I'm up late during the nighttime. Can you imagine my surprise when they send me to the ground? It's been uninhabited for ninety seven years, and they chose one hundred juvenile criminals to make sure it's survivable after the nuclear war that destroyed and killed everything on it. That's how much they care about us. I never expected to find the sweetest evil there was within a fellow campmate, Bellamy Blake. I just hope that I can also survive to find a happy ending, too. *** DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE 100, THIS IS JUST A BELLAMY BLAKE LOVE STORY.

Carol Blanchett can't remember a single thing when she wakes up in a strange bed with her pockets full of ashes and possies. And a notebook full of love letters.

A breathtakingly beautiful girl, admired by all, carries the weight of her loneliness in silence. To the outside world, she seems to live a perfect life-endless friends, romantic admirers, and everything handed to her. But behind closed doors, she feels invisible in plain sight. Her phone stays eerily silent, with only two contacts: her best friend, often too busy to check in, and her father, who works long hours and struggles to connect emotionally. She spends most nights alone, staring at the ceiling, wondering if anyone would care if she disappeared. People see her beauty but never look beyond it, assuming her life is effortless while ignoring the cracks in her façade. Past betrayals from those who only wanted to use her for her looks have made her guarded, keeping others at arm's length. At school or work, she walks alone despite the whispers of admiration around her. She aches for someone who sees her as more than just a pretty face-a soul yearning for love, understanding, and a place to belong. Her beauty may turn heads, but her heart remains unseen, trapped in a life that looks perfect to everyone but her.