“You think you’re special? You think he won’t replace you?” I stood my ground, “He wouldn’t, Tony’s better than that.” “Is he?” Dante snarled, “no one is safe, no one is sane, everything falls eventually!!” I flinched back, he’s not wrong. Everything does fall in time....
My home in the mountains is where I plan to stay. I’ve been rooted here for 200 years and the humans to dare to try and uproot me. They call me sacred....
I just wanted to go on a normal walk, why did I have to stumble on a body?! Why does this kind thing happen to me?! You know, maybe it’s not just me, maybe this is a totally normal occurrence. Maybe I’m just exaggerating, people probably come across this all of the time!...
Tom and I have a lot in common, straight blonde hair, blue eyes and our way to be creative. But his way of creative is disturbing way. Being old enough to learn how to skin animals, after he’s done his homework and done all of things he should he goes out into the woods for hours. Since I’ve caught him with them plenty, he’s gotten better at hiding little knives in his coat....
They say anger is like a bumper car, sometimes it’s can knock you right off of your feet and knock the breath from your chest. Anger doesn’t just hurt you, it can hurt other people as well. Anger can also be a tool, a very powerful tool....
“Who’s got the salt?” Rango said, flapping his fluffy, grey wings a bit. “Yeah I got it.” Bruce held the little cylindrical salt container in his little winged arms. “Are you ready, Donny?” A huge black and red snake slithered from under Whitney’s bed and nodded, “Yesss.” Rango nodded and picked up Bruce, “Alright, I’m going to make a salt circle around the bed to keep it safe until our return.” “...
I wish that our relationship worked out but…I needed to walk away, I needed to walk away before the fighting got worse. Roger saw the abuse a mile away, he knows me better than anyone. He saw what was up immediately when I started showing signs. For a clone, he knows me. I’m starting to think, I might love him....