You should have listened. He was right. Walking through the city at night is definitely not safe. But that doesn’t matter now. It won’t change anything. Neither the gun barrel pressed onto your forehead. There is no way getting out now. You never believe that someone just attacks you on the street, till it happens. That man chose you. From all the people… so you are special in some way… The man le...

Life feels like a sharp stick stuck into your body. It’s there. It always was. It causes you pain but when you try to pull it out you risk being in more pain then before. So you wait. Maybe one day, it will stop. Go away. But it doesn’t. You’re waiting too long. Wasting your life. You missed it. You can’t pull it out now. It’s too late. You will be in pain for the rest of your life and you can’t d...

One has a cow,

One has a crown.

You may tell them apart,

Do you know why?

One has a big loan,

Which he can’t afford,

The other a big throne,

They don’t wan’t to be the lord, though.

Why not? you may ask.

They’re hiding under a death mask.

But death is also bored sometimes,

So he likes to save innocent lives.

You get bored of doing the bad guy,

You need to make a new lie, to save the crowd.

In this...

You know that life is weird when you feel like you’re in a video game. Everything feels unreal, everyone has their own story, different, but all the same. You’re the only real person there. Everyone else are just NPC’s. Non playable characters. Yes, that is, indeed bad, but what is even worse is when you feel like you’re not real either. Just sitting on a bench, staring into the unreal crystal loo...

I look over to the left “_shit.” _I say to myself. I knew this day would come, but why now!? I have more important things to do than- _the mans grip on my friend is getting tighter, like he wants to crush him. _I have two choices. Either i can save him, but risk the existence of the whole planet, or just let it be… what did you think, stupid, of course I’m saving him. I take my cape off. He stares...

When I was in fifth grade, I decided that i want to leave my old school and change to other. I somehow made it through the tests to a school for somehow smart children. I wouldn’t say that i was exactly bulied in the previous school… I just… didn’t really fit in. I had a bestfriend from kindergarten when i started first grade but… she found new friends in 3rd grade but I was really alone, everyone...

“I don’t fell like anyone is good or bad” I said as i looked at my friend Max, who was sitting next to me on an old bridge. It was night, around 11pm. The city was incredibly quiet, but there was still plenty of cars going around on the highway. “What do you mean?” Max asked. I turned to him as the wind blew through my hair. “I mean… I just don’t think there is fifty fifty of good and bad people....