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Autumn's LaughterAutumn liked her sleep.

There was simply no getting around the fact. As far as Autumn was concerned, once she was safe and snugly wrapped deep in slumber, there were few things that could bring her back out of it - unless she wanted to wake up, of course.

But at the moment she didn't want to wake up. She was lost in a wonderful dream where she was lost in a haunted house, running from things that moaned and whispered terrible things in her ear. Yet it wasn't the running or the ghosts that thrilled her so much; it was what they promised if, or when, they caught her - which, knowing the nature of such dreams, they would. Something sweet, theyAutumn's Laughter1 week ago in Short Stories

Hey, Kid. (PDC)The day was as soft as bedsheets, blue skies lacing past the window, pigeons peering in and cooing softly. She was laid back, at peace with the world, smiling softly, holding tiny hands that gripped onto her thumb, so tightly, so strong... The birth couldn't have gone better. She had woken up after the operation, as if for the first time; they'd handed her this divine bundle, and told her that she was hers. Her baby. Her darling little girl.
She was learning fast, already gurgling and giving half-squeals; she'd be a fangirl in no time.
He chuckled, wiped a tear away with his sleeve, and took a slow step forward. The father glanced up at him, Hey, Kid. (PDC)3 days ago in Short Stories

FACE family's Family Portrait(Nyo!Canada's POV)

Uh, uh, some deep shit, uh, uh

Momma please stop cryin, I can't stand the sound
Your pain is painful and its tearin' me down
I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bed
I told dad you didn't mean those nasty things you
said

This was how it happened and please don't blame anyone for this. It wasn't anyone's fault, but I somehow blame myself for starting it. Alfred and I were wondering what mama and papa were doing so we asked them. We waited till the let us in. We gathered in the room as mama told us stories about their childhood together.

You fight about money, bout me and my brother
And this I come home to, this iFACE family's Family Portrait2 days ago in Short Stories

Charity BallsDearest Karen,

I never wanted to be that person, you know. That overly-sentimental, fatherly figure that tells stories from the “good old days” and smokes cigars because he doesn’t really care about getting lung cancer anymore. And I’m sure, wherever you are, you’re laughing your little blonde head off, because you never would have expected it. You married a rebel, and now look at me. I’m normal. I fit in. I go with the flow and it’s ridiculously easy.

It’s also ridiculously boring, you know. I didn’t realize how freaking reliant I was on you to entertain me until, well, you weren’Charity Balls3 days ago in Short Stories

Everything You Don't KnowDear Dad,

I bet you never thought you'd hear from me again. Truthfully, I'm just as mind blown as you are that I'm writing this. But since the zombie apocalypse is upon us, I figured that there are a few things that you should know. A few things about me that may interest you. I want you to know what your words and actions really did to me.

Because of all the things you said and did, I'm really messed up in the head. Did you know that throwing insults at and slapping your kid can really mess them up? I'm amazed that I don't have self confidence issues. Though I suppose the effects were worse when I was still living with you two at home. I uEverything You Don't Know5 days ago in Short Stories

Mother s day Sumdac SytleNormal P.O.V.

"Mari, when I'll be able to get such cover of my optical?" Said Sari.
"We're almost there, Mom." Said the black and yellow femme .
Mariana left her mother stand in her shoulders. The two were walking slowly with care not to bump into anything. Mainly because the small Mayara was running around the house. And you know how it is. Should be careful in a home where the adults have more than 3 meters tall and the baby is only 1.30 m.
Mayara was just running like crazy through the house because Daddy Prowl was showering. At least today she does not scribbled the wall. And she was not running where where Sari and Mari were walking.
MaMother s day Sumdac Sytle1 week ago in Short Stories

Remember, We're Family

It was another bright yet chilly autumn day when Madeline had decided to go for a walk in the park. She was accompanied by her polar bear Kumajiri who was walking on all fours right next to her, sniffing for food. She was giggling a little at the sight when someone bumped into her by accident. "O-Oh! S-Sorry eh, I didn't mean to run into you like that don't ya know!" The stranger raised a brow at her before shrugging smiling at her, "No problem Alice. See ya around!" The person walked off and left Maddie standing there. "It's Madeline...." she whispered to herself and staid in that spot for a few minutes before walkiRemember, We're Family4 days ago in Short Stories

Dear Mom,Dear Mom,
Hey it's me Anna, I'm here to tell you Happy Mother's day. I know I usually make you a card, cook you food, and get you flowers, but I decided to write you something instead. Hey Mom is heaven beautiful? I know it must be great there, your with your Mom and Dad now and Aunt Patsy. Tell them I love them please and give them a hug and kiss from me too. I miss you so very much and wish I could give you a hug and kiss again. Please Mom continue guiding me in the right direction in life. Help me make the right choices and not fail in my job of taking care of everyone. I want to make you very proud and I intend on doing so. I'm graduating soon and I know your going to be there the whole way, cheering me on. Oh Mom I wish you could have met Shania and Daylann, you would have loved them so much. They I know would have loved to have met you and maybe even called you Mom. You would have taught them so much and I know they would have learned so much more from you then froDear Mom,1 week ago in Short Stories

VexedVexed. That was exactly the word for how Masaki felt at the moment. Incredibly vexed. Frustrated with Eita, frustrated with Arioch, and most of all frustrated with himself. He paced his house irritably before finally settling down on a sofa with a cup of tea and trying to work out what on earth had made this day go so... so.. difficult.
Eita's words still burned in his mind. His student had called him out on his playing games with Arioch's feelings. The younger male's words had cut right through him and at first he'd been shocked to silence. Simply staring back at Eita. In disbelief that Eita was being so blunt, and in disbelief that the young man had seen through his wall that clearly. He didn't like it and it had put him on the defensive, getting riled. Words had gotten heated and Eita had actually taken a swing at him. That attack turning into a brief scuffle between master and student and ended with Masaki pinning Eita.
"You've gotta quit playing these games! It's not good for himVexed1 day ago in Short Stories

ForgottenThe young boy, with deep chocolate brown hair would sit in his room. His slightly swollen hazel eyes tired from lack of sleep. He'd slide his slender fingers through his hair, pushing it out of his small face. He'd tap his foot slightly on the carpet as she shifted in his seat. His paper still white and unused, while his pencil was worn on the eraser, from his habit of chewing on it to calm his nerves. His eyes filled with sorrow as he stares at the white sheet and a heavy sigh slipped from his pale lips

"Write about your life…" he mouths and rolled his eyes before dropping his other hand onto the desk and tilting his chair back a bitForgotten10 hours ago in Short Stories

Vernon and Azelea piece Vernon took his turn putting the children to bed, and went to find his wife. He tried not to look at the grandfather clock in the parlor, but he couldn't help but do so. It was only nine at night, so he wasn't allowed to get grumpy until around eleven, when his eldest daughter was supposed to come home.
He was glad to see Alysta so happy, and he knew she was of age to date. But he didn't have to be happy about it. It was his job as her father and guardian to be protective, overly so, even. So far, Keane had given Vernon no reason to dislike him, except for the fact that he was courting Alysta. The boy was a few months older than her, and as charming as a prince. He was good to Alysta, and seemed to care for her greatly. But Vernon swore if the boy ever hurt her, he'd be six feet under before he could defend himself.
Alysta was obviously in love. She went about her day everyday smiling, humming, andVernon and Azelea piece3 days ago in Short Stories

A Story to tellSometimes, we need a little help, every now and then. And when the job is usually tough due to difficulties, help is almost appreciated. This is the story of Tony…

Tony auditioned for a show called Total Drama Tween Tour, and while some people teased him about it, saying he would be dead weight, one of the first vote-offs… He managed to shut them up, by going rather far in the contest, even finding love in a fellow contestant, Winter, who tutored him, and promised to help him with his learning difficulties.

Eventually, the show would end, and everyone would head back home. Tony kept in touch with Winter, and they talked on SkyA Story to tell3 days ago in Short Stories

Broken NowI used to love this house. I used to love how the sunshine billowed across the wide wooden planks and escape through little cracks in the plaster. As a child I had loved running through, trying to catch the glittering dust. It had been in vain, but six year old me had never cared about that. How times change. For me, this house had once been a happy place. Living in it for my whole life, right up until now at eighteen, had made me dream of one day starting my own family here. You know, watching my own kids grow up in the house where I grew up. But I don’t love this house anymore. It’s a sad, broken place now. And even the sunshineBroken Now6 days ago in Short Stories

MothersClosing the door behind the woman, Hero retreated back into his room and turned off the drama he had been watching. What really pissed him off is the looks of complete serenity on the faces of the people in it after they...well...yeah, he wasn't going to think about the rest.

Maybe he should have been more pissed off at not getting any.

He slapped himself, disbelief probably all over his face. He took a step back to check the bathroom mirror. Yep: he looked dazed and disappointed.

But disappointed over what? They had a good make up session up until she picked up her stuff and left.

Arceus. He made her out to be a whore.

The Lucario stoppMothers6 days ago in Short Stories

An Epic Adventure Together A warm gust of wind tugged at Minah's ear as she walked a familiar route around the city. It was mid-afternoon and pleasant outside. The sun was shining, but it wasn't yet beating down her neck. Her ipod played "Never Surrender" on repeat, and it was getting her pumped up. As if today was the day for an epic adventure. As if today, she could take over the world.

She kept on walking, smiling slightly to herself, when out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed a very familiar figure. "Kristen!" Minah exclaimed, "I was hoping I'd run into you!"

"Hey! Oh? Why's that?" Kristen quizzically asked.

"Well, I was just wondering if you woAn Epic Adventure Together6 days ago in Short Stories

Nothing to CelebrateIt was a terrible day to get on Uo’s bad side. True, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was blue as anything, and the little critters around the city were chattering together and running about, but that was just a cover for the real meaning behind the day. It was that reason alone that the bleached blond was in such a foul mood, though she had to do her best to hide it for the customers.

Mother’s Day.

The one day in the year a child was supposed to show their appreciation for their mother for all the things she did for them the rest of the year. But to the ones who knew Uo, they knew that she had no mother. At least, not physNothing to Celebrate1 week ago in Short Stories

Hannabella: Good To You"Damnit, Hannah, if you don't tell me where you're taking me, I swear I'll-"

That's us: Hannah and Isabella.

"You'll what?"

It was the 12th of May in the year 2015. Our birthdays.

"I-I swear I'll... I'll flip a table!"

I was now 17, a high school junoir. She was 16, a sophomore.

"Haha, I'll make sure that the table has nothing on it~"

Isabella is my long-distance girlfriend. I managed to bring her back down to Baltimore for our birthdays. For her "sweet sixteen," I had something REALLY special planned. Right now, I was taking her to the park across from my house. It's a bit small, but it's in the heart oHannabella: Good To You1 week ago in Short Stories

Cap.2 CYSAP los diamantes de MariaEra una bonita tarde en la escuela para perros y los perritos estaban jugando.
Tefy:Atrapa esto Valerithax(lanza la pelota)
Valeri:Muy bien,allá va Carolina
Carolina

patea la pelota)
Giovany

durmiendo)
María:¿notan algo diferente en mí?
Carolina:¿te cepillaste el pelaje?
Tefy:¿te limpiaste las orejas?
Giovany:¿tu nariz se humedeció con el aire?
María:no,miren bien
Valerithax:¿que es eso?
María:¿lo notaste?es mi nuevo collar
Giovany:es super brillante
Carolina:y muy radiante
Valerithax:¿y porque brilla tanto?
Giovany:yo se porque,por esas piedras brillantes
María:se llaman diamantes
Giovany:cuidado,esos diamantes están brillando justo en mis ojos
El brillo de los diamantes atacó a Brigth
Tefy:María te ves tal como una princesa con ese brillante collar
Valerithax

igan eso parece un buen juego,todos saluden a la adorable y radiante princesa María
Tefy y CarolinaCap.2 CYSAP los diamantes de Maria19 hours ago in Short Stories

Whit is it?The question was starling. Ealfric had never expected anyone to ever ask it of him. But Branwen had. Wrapped up in his favorite sweater, the girl had toddled from her bedroom into the dark room he kept his work in. Bleary eyed and half awoken from her midday nap.
"Paw.." She questioned with a sleepy yawn. "Whit dae 'Luve' mean?"
It was a difficult one for him to answer. The blond had only just began to feel it himself. Turning from his work table, littered with broken leaves, he picked the child up and carried her to the chair in the corner.
When she started to fidget impatiently, he opened his mouth to buy himslef a few more seconds to thinkWhit is it?1 day ago in Short Stories

Because... I love you, sister... Winter Witch moaned and closed her icy blue eyes. Her whole body shook with pain and cold and from her mouth was coming a light blue steam which wasn't a good sign. She was breathing very quickly and unevenly by what she suffocated. With a painful groan she lay down on her 'bed'.
Suddenly cold air burst into her home when a mysterious figure opened the glass door. Snowflakes flew in and landed on the carpet, creating a small decorative crystals. A cold wind 'touched' small white bells, which began to play a merry tune...
Stranger came closer to Winter Witch and sat down beside her on the bed. Stranger took off her hood. UnhappyBecause... I love you, sister...2 days ago in Short Stories

2013 in my headWhat is 2013 year looks like to me? The BIG 13, absolutely. According to notes of my DA friends notes in their journals
http://tragicidolrus.deviantart.com/art/If-I-ruled-the-world-371306043 (from Gary Gorilla)
http://kimmyjr.deviantart.com/art/My-Past-371354814 (from kimmyjr)

up to mine little story...
(I am not saying what this is interesting story =))

I grown up in small town, which was mixtured with massive village part.
Lot's of forests, lakes, barries - on the one hand, and lots of pity stuff - on the other.

Me personally was a little happy boy who have a cerebral palsy (thats for sure, I would be normal and get happier, but reality2013 in my head4 days ago in Short Stories

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