Tick Stories

Tick. The ticking is all I can hear these days. Every second is another tick until the ticking fills my head and strangles me. You would think I would be used to it after sixteen years. Sixteen years and two clocks steadily ticking away. Sixteen and two makes eighteen. But eighteen isn't important at all. Things that aren't important waste my time. My time is ticking away. I'm going to die. I know I'm going to die.

this is a group of poems i've written. :) they mean alot to me, they are truelly based on how i feel at the exact moment write them. please tell me what you think about them and don't forget to check out my other two stories -the big bang -electric gathering well enjoy :*

Colette didn't ask to be stuck in an elevator with the badboy hearthrob of Project Laser, but hey, she wasn't complaining. Or: Colette goes to a con and gets stuck in an elevator with Edgar and his foster brother Tick. What could possibly go wrong?

Interviews of recent/past entities or mortals..maybe more then that. Look at these 2 interviewers interview the most disturbing to light hearted beings.

Time is the essense of life. You need it everyday, to keep you in track. One second wrong and the world could fall to pieces. Rosy is in time, and never late. Yokota is different to her, she does not care for the carefully built time web that she has built around herself, and revenge is the only thing on her mind. The two couldn't be more different but when put together for the first time, is it time that the claws come out or are they just seconds apart?

In the world of time every tick counts when it could be your last.

In the messed up world of future America the country of Arleca does not have time. As in time doesn't exist. Join Carina Clan in her fight against the controlling government system along with her growing feelings for the future king. What will stop her and how can she achieve her goal? Find out in this gripping story of heroism where mistakes could put you on the right path-or the wrong one. Just to let y'all know this is all my original work :) thx for reading I will try to update every week.

Some poems i like to write. they are a bit sad and since this is my first story, i just wanted something simple and melancholy i guess. taking requests for prompts in comments or PM

A spark of creativity from encountering a normal thing, it like flipping a coin. On one side is like when you can see the cogs turning in they brain, you will say: "Please, stop thinking!" On other: "Lets do this!" Just two chicks fired up on a gig.

What horrors hide in the clock in the corner of your study room?