| Co-op WIP novel with my best friend ~angelsarefascists If you're a WWII history buff, you'll enjoy our side of the war |


Faded in the Blackout 1.2As usual, I was startled awake by Joanna, our Blockalteste's assistant, two hours before the break of dawn. Her now gruff voice sent shivers down my spine as it usually does most days. I roll out of bed, almost landing on Gretchen, the eldest of the women in our block. "Careful, child," Gretchen warned in her kind voice, but it was too late. Joanna saw my stumble. "You lazy Jew!" Joanna shouts loudly in my face. The smell of pork and coffee washes over my face, feeding me the scents of her breakfast. "Langersperre is tomorrow, bright and early. You wouldn't want to be selected, now would you?" Joanna laugheFaded in the Blackout 1.2


Faded in the Blackout 1.4I had just lay down to rest my afflictive muscles when Joanna ran into the room shouting cruel German words. Rachel, who slept peacefully just minutes before, was startled awake. Her eyes contained a fear I had never seen in her before. It was a fear that controlled the minds of the Muselmänner, thinkers. But now wasn’t the right time to worry about Rachel’s state of mind. Right now I had to worry about her being selected. We all rushed outside, not wanting to be whipped or beaten before selection. “Stellen sie an!” Our Blockälteste shouted as she cracked her whip in the air. I hid Rachel between Elizabeth and Dvora beFaded in the Blackout 1.4
| Co-op WIP novel with my best friend ~angelsarefascists If you're a WWII history buff, you'll enjoy our side of the war |


It's Just BiologyHuman anatomy determined What we could not You always hear that cliché term You complete me But I never thought it was possibleIt's Just Biology
More than chemistry, we had biology Two halves of one beautiful whole My mind is right while yours is left Your heart, filling the gaping hole Once left in my own beating organ
I compensated for what you lacked And vice versa It seemed to be perfection The last two pieces
To that one thousand piece puzzle
But before I knew it, you were gone Selfishly taking my heart with you Now


Crimson Tears pt 5-6_Return To Normalcy_ Honey, what are you doing here? My mother asked as she embraced me much too tightly. I had only entered the door about ten seconds earlier, and already she was frantic. I dont like it up there. I missed home. Oh my goodness! What happened? Are you okay? How did you get here? Mother fired questions at me almost faster than I can fathom them. Questions to which she severely overdramatized my situation. Instead, I merely walked past her towards my own little niche of darkness. Joshua? I dont want to tCrimson Tears pt 5-6


Crimson Tears pt 3-4_Shadows of the Past_ Goddess, I hate my parents! Tegan exclaimed as she entered the house and seated herself onto our couch.Crimson Tears pt 3-4
Dont we all? She nodded. Tegan was adopted as a child, and she had never really enjoyed her adoptive parents. Joshua stopped by three days ago. Really? Her voice sounded hopeful. Hes gone, Tegan, and he has no intention of coming back. I really hated informing her of the news. I knew deep down she liked him. She merely shrugs her small shoulders.


Crimson Tears pt 1-2_Into The Darkness_Crimson Tears pt 1-2
The night was cold and the moon was still young. A few stars dared to show their luminous faces among the hazy clouds. Street lights flickered with age and on occasion, one would extinguish its light from the world until someone would replace the bulb months later. In the distance, a Nightingale was heard singing her slumberous song to the world, then slowly, she too, drifted into a peaceful oblivion. Dogs could be heard snoring behind their chain-link fences and the intermittent chipmunk would rustle the leaves as it rolled over lethargically. Trees swayed ominously back and forth, casting haunting shad
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
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JN: ~25.09.89 - 14.01.09~ Forever in my heart
Member of =RawEm0tion ~Acid-Burst-Love-Fed
Avatar by ~marchetooo
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
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JN: ~25.09.89 - 14.01.09~ Forever in my heart
Member of =RawEm0tion ~Acid-Burst-Love-Fed
Avatar by ~marchetooo
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
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JN: ~25.09.89 - 14.01.09~ Forever in my heart
Member of =RawEm0tion ~Acid-Burst-Love-Fed
Avatar by ~marchetooo
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