| I am Angie. Potatoes fascinate me. I have a sort-of dark mind. I have my days where I'm depressed--those work well for my creativity, mostly for writing. Most of the time when I'm happy I draw. I hope to advance the quality of my work. |


Little Piece of HeavenSamantha screamed as loud as she could. It was a blood-curling scream-the kind that sends a jolt of shivers down your spine, striking terror into your own heart. Nobody came to help. Her commands to scream remained in her mind. This darkness she had been stuck in was obscure to her-it seemed like she had been this way for months. She felt warmth on her face, from tears escaping her eyelids. Commands to move her legs and arms thrashed about in her mind. It didn't matter how much she tried-her tenet, at last, was that she must be paralyzed. If that were so, wouldn't she be hungry, or thirsty? "Maybe I'm insane," she thought to herself, wheneverLittle Piece of Heaven


Cruelty.Thinking back, I remember so much vile So many things we cannot reconcile, And so I step out and forgetCruelty.
That in every horrid memory,
I can never be who I want to be
You strike me down and tear me apart,
Smile so wickedly and chew out my heart I can't get out, but God knows I've tried
There's nothing to do, I'm stuck inside
I've lost a lot of my faith, thanks to you With life I'm so uncertain, I don't know what to do
So many times, I've been your fool,
But I never knew you could be so cruel
--
You were born an original,
Don't die a copy!
Knowing is not enough,,,We must apply
Willing is not enough,,,We must do
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...In my pants
From Spanish huh? What story was it? I wanna say, "El Hijo" but I'm not sure if that's right. XD
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