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Lucy's Amazing Dancing PantsThis is a story based on one I wrote my Sophmore year in high School. That story was a lot better and this once is crass and rushed. Hope you like! J Moon .......................................................... Their was this Girl we shall call her Lucy, Lucy was short just a wee spat of a girl at the ripe of 18 if people where made from batter then she was the last bit that clung to the spoonLucy's Amazing Dancing Pants
she was covered in zits but she did nay care she had named all of them, she had grown the hair on her head to impressive lengths and taking the time to dye each strand green and blue she may have
by ~JadeMoonRising87
A series of hullcinations.oneI'll always remember. I'll always remember those nights I had as a young girl when I feel the wind. That harsh wind thats smells like salt, feels like silk. Fourteen years ago I saw the demon. The demon who felt like silk, his breath against my skin was cold and rolled against my body like silent screams that threaded through me like knitting my flesh into a death tapestry each threaded knot became a bump on my body in which a single hair by hair stood on its own. to be hung over a bloody ritual of silence and red eyes . I'll remember his breath-its breath. Which was the first I came to meet such a spirit. Allow me to reflect as tA series of hullcinations.one
by ~JadeMoonRising87
On SCADSCAD draws in hundreds of visitors each year for such a small kingdom. SCAD is located in the center of Midtown Atlanta. It's natives speak a combination of English and Scadanese.On SCAD
SCAD has a currency known as the SCAD Debit...its people are usually very short on money known as starving artists,however it's rulers tend to be very wealthy as it cost both money, blood, and a thousand tears trapped in a clear blue glass bottle (that can later be sold at the SCAD store for $15) to be able to live within SCAD.
Its primary religion is to the great Bee god.
Would I recommend going to SCAD? Only if you are interested in witnessing
by ~JadeMoonRising87
TradeThe TradeTrade
Am I feeling something? Am I dead now? Yes! This is what it was like now... this shard of glass was the most beautiful thing that would penetrated my body in years, it would only last a moment. I glanced at my reflection bruised and gaunt. I no longer recognized myself. Before long I would have no reason to know myself. I looked away and toward my hands as I lifted my chin upward and the shard of glass to my neck. I took one soft intake of air this moment alone was the closest I have had to freedom.
Rip into me now. One slit, I could see my wrists covered in blood. Drip, drip, drip, red water down my
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