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Reverie: Eden - 3He sat in shock in his room for an indefinite amount of time. He kept trying to remember something about himself but everything was gone. He kept going between hating being alive but knowing he was alive for a reason. Despite the conflicting thoughts, he kept himself from shedding any extra tears. He constantly felt like he was going to throw up but his stomach had nothing left to spew out.

After being lost in his thoughts, the door opened. Melinda walked in, followed by a tall, intimidating man dressed in a lab coat. His hair was black and cut short with a chin strap running under his face. His eyes were stern and he kept a straight face asReverie: Eden - 3

Reverie: Eden - 2He spent time floating around, but how long he didn't know. It seemed he had no sense of it anymore but he didn't care. He kept spinning around in the ongoing space, not caring for who he was or how he ended up in the nothingness. He kept on spinning and left his subconscious empty; there was nothing he could do to change anything going on inside him or around him.

Suddenly, without any warning, the vertical rip opened again in front of him. This time, however, sound emerged from the rip and a vacuum pulled him inward. The pressure from the rip suddenly rendered him unable to move and, whether he had emotions or not, he helplessly fell into Reverie: Eden - 2

Reverie: Eden - 1He floated around in space, curled up in a ball and spinning around. A spinning feeling was in his head and he wanted to open his eyes desperately to see where he was exactly. Countless times he tried but his body was too weak. After what felt like another hopeless try, he felt something ethereal lift off his body, a relief like he had never felt before, and he left his curled up position.

He opened his eyes finally, blinded by the sudden flood of color and saw stars and galaxies hovering past him. He felt his eyes widen but he didn't gasp for air or panic. Everything passed by him slowly and he felt no breeze. He tried to remember how he enReverie: Eden - 1

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A Deliverance - Extended"A Deliverance"

I sat at the wooden table, glancing around the semi-crowded room. My head was cloudy and everything before that moment was a blur. But I recognized the two people across the table. Ellis stared at me, his brown skin and jet black hair contrasting his bright blue eyes. "Be patient," he sneered, "Because you if you aren't I have every reason to kill you."

I gulped. I looked at the white package, wrapped in pink ribbons with a bow to match. It looked so feminine and harmless, yet Ellis was threatening to kill me. I wanted to question everything but my mind was too foggy to even know where to begin. And besides, being threatenedA Deliverance - Extended

A DeliveranceI sat at the wooden table, glancing around the semi-crowded room anxiously. Ellis stared at me, his brown skin and jet black hair contrasting his bright blue eyes. "Be patient," he sneered, "Because you if you aren't I have every reason to kill you."

I gulped. I looked at the white package, wrapped in pink ribbons with a bow to match. It looked so feminine and harmless, yet Ellis was threatening to kill me.

"Stop scaring him," Emma spat at him, smacking him over the side of the head, "He won't be able to spot Melinda if you're scaring him half to death every five seconds."

Ellis rolled his eyes. "Whatever," He smacked her hand away and turA Deliverance

The PuzzleI've been putting together a puzzle my whole life,
And doing so has been a major, sluggish strife.

The puzzle is picture of who I want to be,
But every day something breaks apart these pieces of me.

I sometimes let people help me put the puzzle together,
And sometimes they can help make it a little better.

But people always break the puzzle apart,
And they have only forced me to go back to the start.

I forget what pieces go where and why,
Because I can't stay myself no matter how hard I try.

Nobody will help me out with this major problem,
So who will be that someone that helps me solve them?The Puzzle

BlackEverything seems so dark,
As tendrils flow from my heart.
Everything around me seems dead,
Because it's so difficult for me to restart.

I paint my clothes black,
To match the color of my eyes.
Can't you see what I've become?
Can't you see this isn't one of my lies?

My life is colored black and nothing but
The color of depression and sorrow.
Fire no longer flows from my footprints,
Just the paint that changes my world for tomorrow.

Nothing looks the same anymore,
And nothing feel like it's right,
I want to find another color not for sorrow,
And maybe to show my life a little light.Black

Hate the WorldI hate the world,
With all of my heart.

I hate everything around me,
Not knowing where to start.

I gave you everything,
That I had to give,

But now you've left me,
With little reason to live.

You used to be so special,
And important to me.

But now because of him,
Our friendship nearly ceases to be.

I've hated many before,
But never quite like this.

All of this could have been prevented,
If it weren't for that kiss.Hate the World

The Silhouettes Leanne ran from here house, her shoes nearly gliding over the dirt walkway from her house. The night air quickly flowed in and out of her lungs as she ran, panting franticly. Her white nightgown was flowing behind her, as was her blonde hair. She saw, behind her wooden fence, Ez's pickup truck, sitting in front of the cul-de-sac they lived on. She hopped over the fence and yanked open the door and locked herself in the passenger seat.

The neighborhood was dark and entirely silent. A thin fog had rolled in and hovered over the street. With bare trees in the neighborhood, it created the perfect setting for a hoThe Silhouettes

Please Don't CryPlease don't cry anymore,

Because everything can't fall apart.

I'll stand here with you forever,

Because no matter what you'll always have my heart.

Please don't make yourselfstress,

Because I'll always be here for you.

If Ican alwaysmake you happy,

Then I'll do my best to keep that true.

Please don't say such things,

Because I won't let them come real.

Just tell me when you need me,

Because you know I'll always show how I feel.

Please don't cry anymore,

Because you're my best friend,

And since we've always been here for each other,

We mgiht as well stay together until the end.Please Don't Cry

I Need HelpI need help,

And I need it fast,

All of this depression,

I just can't let last.

What makes me so different from him,

And what sets me apart from her,

Isn't just what's on the outside,

It's the inside that's failed to mature.

Am I depressed or overly dramatic?

Because I would really like to know.

But one thing that I'm definitely sure of,

All of this negativity has to go.

You're the only one who can help me through this,

Because nobody else can right now,

And if there's a way for all of the memories to go away,

Then please, I'm begging you, tell me how!I Need Help

Trickster 3 Steve dressed himself in his new clothing: his former grey and black costume was now green and white with black boots to add to what he called his "swag". His cape was now a blood red and swayed back and forth to his tailbone. The musketeer hat he donned was still grey and torn in spots, and but now he stuck a feather into it for style. His mask was no longer crude and poorly made: he had purchased a new one off of eBay, half of it white, the other half black. It was made of steel and wrapped around his head, under his black hair which fell over his neck.

He stepped out of the bakery, the August-sun casting down upon him and the unnamed toTrickster 3

Flying Sharktopus

Anger and DepressionTake it all from me,
So I never have to feel alone

Look at me for a moment,
And I can show how I have grown

Heal all my scars,
And remember how much it hurts

Listen to me for once,
And you'll hear my heart's violent bursts

Understand me for real,
So I don't want you dead,

Do something for me,
And find out what's been going on inside my headAnger and Depression

EmptyDying would make it easier,
But I really could care less,
Everything will eventually work out,
And maybe I'll finally be able to rest.

You always see admiration,
People speaking about who you are,
But you don't know the pain I've felt,
And how neglect leaves a scar.

Love is a rarity in my life,
And it's something I rarely see,
Something that is so rare and fake,
And something that just never seems to be.

You always have that feelings,
Whether you like it or not,
Because you're just lucky enough,
To not be the one someone forgot.

You could never feel what I feel,
This empty and alone,
Because you'll always have someone to makEmpty

The Same?Everything fixes itself,
After all the unfathomable pain,
I don't think any amount of wealth,
Could stop me from going totally insane.

I'm using it to prove I'm the elite,
And that I will win for once this time.
I know that after everything I cannot be beat,
But after everything, nothing will ever be fine.

So many will try to hold me back,
And I may need help after all.
So answer this: will you help me during this attack,
Or will you eventually turn away and let me fall?The Same?

BurnI wouldn't mind seeing the world burn,
But that would mean losing you, my friend,
And maybe from the inferno we could learn,
If there really is a way to reach "the end"

Of this story we've wrought,
And all the pain we've made.
They cannot fathom the misery I've brought,
And had to see my every emotion fade.Burn

With Whom?My mask doesn't help
To hide all the secrets I keep,
Including the backstabbing I've felt,
And why the knife is stuck so deep.

I've known them for song long,
And given them so much love,
But now everything they've done,
Is like damnation from above.

Selfishness and ignorance,
And greed and gluttony,
May not seem all that effective,
But now it is starting to get to me.

I keep it all hidden within,
All bundled inside,
And for what reason?
I don't know with who I can really confide.With Whom?

Behind MeTime flies forward and fast,
With all of those false promises in the past,
And you still think they're all real to last.

I've been there from the start,
I've given you all of my heart,
And now I say I must depart.

I'll always be here for you,
And I'll make sure our friendship is always true,
But sooner or later you're going to have to get the clue.

I can't care for you the same as I did,
It has become something I must forbid,
And you don't know how strong this feeling is that I've hid.

You want me to stay close as your best friend,
But my affection and care I cannot lend,
But I promise you that I will still help you until the enBehind Me

MaskWearing a mask is a salvation for you,
For all the problems your tears let out,
But this mask is only an issue,
For me since I fight an internal bout.

I can only do so much for everyone,
Because I am only human too,
And I can only say so much to help,
And sometimes your nightmares have to come true.

For once just hear me out,
This mask I wear hides it all,
So don't let yourself despair,
The day when I begin to stall...Mask

Broken RecordDecypher my heart,
And every beating pulse,
Pull out the knife,
And stitch my wounds.

All the problems in the world,
And all the troubles I could imagine,
Haven't prepared me for what I feel,
And I realize this is better off forgotten.

I can't find a "feel good"
Without involving you,
To make me happier than I feel,
But what I want can't be true.

All these poems are broken,
Repeating the same message over and over,
But how long am I going to feel like this,
And realize that forward is near impossible?

I'm too afraid to wield a blade,
And not willing to jump off a bridge,
But someone at least tell me,
What do I have to do toBroken Record

ForwardClean or soiled,
Pure or imperfect,
My life is colored in blood,
To coat the gravestone I'll erect.

Trust was my fault,
Deceit may be the downfall,
Dreams are the victims,
Lust an ungodly call.

Emotions mean everything to me,
But yours mean more than anything,
And your affection is more than filling,
But when will your actions stop my insides from bleeding.

Why am I such a pawn,
When I know your thoughts clearly?
While I can waste my time elsewhere,
The pain will come eventually.

Pills and razors and drink can't help,
And dying is overrated entirely,
And if I hurt myself in the end,
You wouldn't have someone to speak to truForward

You're Not Okay...Falling into the black,
No hope of changing things back,
When the air that you breathe is like poison,
And emotion is what you lack.

I've been there before,
I know what this pain has in store,
And it brings tears to my eyes,
Since the memories I could never adore.

I want you to be happy and glad,
But I have only seen you emotionless and sad,
And I want to bring back the old you I once knew,
And brighten up our friendship that we once had.

You're not okay and I can see it,
So let me tell you what I see fit,
He may be gone but I'm still here,
It may not be the same but I can help you through it.

You're my friend and I know how yYou're Not Okay...

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~ArtistaDeAlma22 Nov 27, 2011 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Good Evening, CanadianIdiot13

After reading all of you submissions, I must say you have a gift few writers have in today's world- the ability to let readers use their imaginations and stay in suspension as they read your material (they don't know what's coming next in the story!

). I have read many poems, short novels, and stories from those your age and older and not one of them captured the essence of literature like you have. Even though people in this day of age do not appreciate literature and the art of writing as much, there will be those who want you to create a book series and sell them in stores.

I know lately that life has been in slump and the people you cared about have failed you emotionally psychologically. I know I am not of much help to you, but this message represents my sympathy for you and my belief that you can attain higher levels of success. You have the abilities and capabilities. You just need more positive people in your life- the ones who will tell you truth and be there for you in the darkest hours.

All I want to say is keep doing what you love and think of the future, a bright one at that

. I hope you do have a good week and I wish you well.

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