Night TerrorAlex woke to a strange muffled noise. It sounded like someone was scratching nails on a chalkboard, but quietly. Quickly getting out of bed Alex walked to his door and slowly opened it, the noise grew louder. The hallway was dark, and no one seemed to be awake, yet that noise only seemed to be getting louder. He walked to his sister's room, and opened the door softly. She was sleeping soundly, not even a little stir. He closed the door, and walked down the hall to his parent's room. He opened the door, and they to were sleeping soundly, he could just barely make out the light snoring of his father. He smiled to himself as he shut the door, then he heard the scratching noise. Where was it coming from? His curiosity led him downstairs where he found the TV was on. It was on some horror movie, where a man was scratching a chalkboard to torture a bunch of teenagers. As he came around to the front of the couch he saw someone sitting there. It looked like his sister, but she was sleeping rigNight Terror by bruisedsoul1
I Will Not BowI won't give upI Will Not Bow by bruisedsoul1
I refuse to give in
I won't play your games
I will fight you
I may be alone
But I will resist you like an army.
So go ahead,
Say what you want,
Do what you like,
You can't hold me down any longer
Cause you will NEVER control me
I WILL be your downfall
I WILL survive
and you WILL drown.
A Sister's LoveA Sister's love is hard to describe.A Sister's Love by bruisedsoul1
How can I even start to put into words something so complicatingly simple?
We both love each other,
And yet find ourselves at each other's throats once again.
We're our best friends
And our worst enemies.
We know all about each other,
At the same time we are constantly learning new things.
Compatible in every way,
We are so very different.
A sister's love runs true and deep,
We are stronger together then apart,
And I hope my sister knows that.
We are forever a part of each other's lives,
I love my little sister.
This One is For YouI look out my window, the full moon shined brightly on my lawn, lighting up all the shadows and revealing nothing more than bushes and trees. It was getting into late October, and the bare limbs on the trees looked more like curled fingers on hands than any- Wait. Was that a hand? I swear that limb just waved at me. I keep my windw firmly closed, but the limb really looked like it was waving. Maybe it's my imagination, it is quite windy tonight, that's got to be it...but wait, it's not moving like the other branches. It's slower, more concise about when it moves. I try to look at it closer but my window is still closed. I open it slowly; it makes a small click as I unlock it. When at last it's open, I peer out once again. The hand is still now. Was it my imagination? Too many horror films I guess. I close my window tightly and lock it once again. I fall back on my bed and look at my ceiling, the shadows of the branches stretching across like dark arms. I notice one of the shadows is moThis One is For You by bruisedsoul1
Darling, Don't You DareTo the girl who skips dinner,Darling, Don't You Dare by MikkiMarie
Because her reflection hurts more than
To the boy who wears sweatshirts
On hot summer days,
Because he doesn’t want his mother to cry over his
To the boy who weeps uncontrollably
Until he falls asleep,
Because it’s the only way to escape into his
To the girl who spends her days in her bedroom,
Because the dark is more peaceful than her
To the child who gets angry,
Because no one understands.
To the teens who self-harm,
To the ones in recovery,
To the ones that just can’t do it anymore…
For the girl who skips meals
And the boy who wears sweatshirts,
For the boy who cries,
The girl who hides,
And the ones who just can’t do it anymore.
You’ve come this far.
Don’t you dare give up on it, now.
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