animegothgirl1991

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This is something i pulled off myspace. i thought that TokyoPop people might like it if they dont have a myspace or haven't run across it on myspace...   DONT STOP READING THIS OR SOMETHING BAD WILL HAPPEN TO U... boy- i missed u at school 2day, y weren't u there? girl- yeah, i ha...

David is a 12th grader who best friends with Bobby Sara is an 7th grader who is Bobby's sister Everyday David comes to Sara's house to hang out with her brother, and Sara likes David alot and David likes Sara but he doesn't want anyone to know because she is an seventh grader. DO NOT IGNORE!...

Have you ever noticed how peaceful the forest is? So peaceful and silent. At night all you can hear is the crickets chirping and the owls taking from afar. I walk here every night through the moonlit woods, were the night is always young until the latest hour of morning. Tonight will be different...

Blood, such a strong scent it gives off. Streams of red turn the crisp white snow to a bloody slush. The tiny white crystals melt from the warmth of the fresh blood spilling from the now dead bodies. Such a strong scent; it burns my nose as I breath in, but I don’t run. My blue eyes softly ...

Darkness, a never ending pool of shadows dancing shapes, and invisible creatures surround me. Beneath my cold fingers I can feel the roughness of bark. A forest as dark as night surrounds me, before me is a dim light an opening in the trees. As I start toward the light, I can hear them, creatures...

Hello there, little one. How about we play a new game? Come now it’ll be fun. Okay then listen carefully. Close your eyes take a deep breath and open your mind. Now, are you ready to play? Yes. Good, then listen carefully, okay. Now imagine you’re in another land far away from ...

I lay on my bed, Dreaming of a darkness. A darkness so cold And isolated, That no one will find me. I listen to a rhythmic drop, The dripping of water on roof tops. I lay floating in a pool of anonymity, Waiting for the light. An angel, with dark wings trembling, Her wings of night ...