Tuesday morning,

where most kids are in school

But not my little angel

Since her time is due

I sit with her on the grassy land

Her head up looking at the clouds

And i can’t help the tears that cloud

Looking at her I just can’t

Can’t bear the fact that she’s going away

Her tiny hand shot up, at a big cloud puff,

moving around in tiny sways

A cowboy hat

She giggled again, her IV holding...

The shy pretty boy. Is what they called him.

Dylan Tanner.

Good marks, pretty face, and the soul with the definition of a gentleman.

That was 3 years ago.

But it was also 3 years later that she realised he was…fading? Expiring? Or maybe none…

Maybe its just his true colors showing.

It was 3 years later. At a high school reunion at laser tag. Where he put on a fake smile and plastered one on ...

It was raining…and it was cold. Colder than the chilling tension in our house.

It was late…and I was alone, in a dark playground with metal slides that burned you in the sun. And swings that falter, making you worried with each swing that they may fall.

‘It’s safe here’. My mother would say. Safe from what? I don’t know. She always drops me off…alone…while she meets with dad.

Often threatens ...

8 pm:

Candice grabs the masks out of the closet. Some of them stained with fake blood, and some stained with real blood. She hears soft steps padding over on the hardwood floor. It’s Charlotte.

“Ay, Candice, we’ve sold 1,635 tickets so far!”, Char exclaimed before jumping on the counter, sitting comfortably on it before continuing, “Your idea of making a Horror Carnaval was the best!...

Roses are red

Just like my rage

Violets are blue

Just like my gloom

It’s a garden of wonders

With many colors

And fierce emotions

With yellow for thunder

Just like my joyful flusters

And gray for tornados

When I can’t stop my spiralling thoughts

Planting beautiful seeds is definitely a must

But don’t be shy to grab the hoe to pluck some If it’s for your just

Your mind is a garden, your th...

The police sirens have been on for the past 3 hours…I think I may go deaf.

My boots clack against the wood floor as I make my way to the suicide scene. A report from his friend that he didn’t go to the lecture and that he seemed particularly…sad? That report was made after the suicide attempt with 1 hour…. What a caring friend.

I open the door. “God”, I make my way to the scene. A teenage boy. H...

I drag my heavy suitcase up the looooonggg stairs. The biohazard mask im wearing is very heavy. Why does this house look like a manor a vampire would live in…. I get that he has the same personality as one. But that’s not an excuse to live in this dark…foolery.

Yuck 💋

I grunt, making my way inside. I inherited my uncle’s house. Such a simple statement, but it’s actually quite the opposite….

...

Astrid charges into the play area, breaking down the door on the way.

That was surprisingly easy to break….

There she finds her younger brother, strapped to a chair, crying hysterically.

With a man hovering over him from behind, pointing a knife to her only reason that she’s alive, she gets the feral sensation that made her criminal record prominent.

She finds a knife on the floor, and goes str...

TO,

‘huby’ 🐢 who commented about the cat.

Randy and Kate, playing Minecraft peacefully.

Randy is obsessed with beating the game. He stays up all night building and crafting till his eyes look like a crime scene.

Kate is usually outside, walking her grumpy cat, marshal, that sadly couldn’t feel the delight of eating chocolate on a sad day.

But all of that changed when Kate decided to try to...

[THANK YOU TO ALL MY FOLLOWERS! 🤩🌸 FINALLY REACHED A 2 DIGIT FOLLOWER COUNT 😭😭! HOPE YALL ENJOY! 🩷🌸]

I woke up feeling like absolute Sh-

Anyways, and decided to let out my inner child out by mixing random things to help with my hangover.

I’m mixing some weird things into the pot. All healthy….

Never mind…. I don’t think my inner child will like all this green.

Right when I’m about to t...