Vague Stories

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried t...

This is a collection of poems. This is a story of a killer whose job is of course to kill. The story will be continued through poems. The killer suffers the reality, the...

Poetry titled by the time it was written.

The Genesis arc has finally ended, peace is in place. With SMG1 and 2 gone, the adventures have began once more. But there is one who still mourns for him, for Axol. But...

What if the whole story of the Phantom of the Opera was inside Christine's head? How does this Christine deal with what she thought was reality is now a dream? She finds...

A young man that hungers for change in his life. A scientist given more power than caution. A mysterious smiling man with unknown intentions and too many teeth. Ashton E...

Sakura needs a day off, everyone in the hospital and all her friends finally agree on it and decide that. So when she finally (miraculously) gets a day and gets invited...

For centuries the two vampire kingdoms have been battling waiting for the psychic Princess to come along. Anna Williams thought vampires were only in nightmares and horr...

"Love is the most twisted curse of all." Her death was sudden. The sudden absence of her was left a hole in my heart that could not be filled. I lost someone I...

a girl who got bullied in school , so an old woman help her in a strange way!

An impossibly vague exploration of my mistakes. A hint, there are both plenty and none.

Encore un livre, cette fois ce livre sera tout simplement une pensée qui vaguera dans ma tête et que je déciderai de vous faire partager. Je ne sais pas si ma compagne c...

This is a short story about art. In times of panic people use art as a way to keep the fear at bay. But what if art was the first thing everyone rallied up against? Thi...

A haiku I wrote a number of months back. It was writen as my attempt to see the light in dark times; a bereivement was very fresh at that time and frankly, still remains...

Hiking at 9 PM, pillow-fighting before an important date, dancing to your horrible singing in a bathrobe; I'll do it all with (and for) you.

My Love It Hurts # 1

"I was normal. I convinced myself of that 8 years ago. I never acted wierd, it was always someone else. Atleast that's what I thought until now." Alex, 18, liv...

a book filled with poems, one shot stories and thoughts