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Ryder

United States

Christian
Homeschooled
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My sentence contest winners:
Johanna Marie -congrats
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Lee Fudge -guys!

Message from Writer

“Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”
― Rob Siltanen

Published Work

Don't

Echoes of hopes
Faded dreams
Half-written novels
Empty ink wells
Pencil shavings
Full waste baskets
Unopened perfume
Shattered glass
Tear stained hankies 
Mildewed books
Wilted plants
Burnt out bulbs
She gave up when the going got rough
I hope this isn't you


 

Please Read!

    After fourth of july I will be away for a few weeks, not sure how long. If there is anything I owe please let me know so I can get it done before then! 
Thank you!
    Ryder

Sky Dive

I leap
I fall 
I go fast
I can't get breath
I can't stop
I close eyes
I spin
I can't pull string
I feel the ground
I can't feel me
I don't breathe
I don't move
I die

Ask the Writer #Ryder'sQ&A

Ask me anything! 
(also, I will follow all who participate)
Will answer any and all questions!
This will end on 6/12/19 (Jun 12 2019)

You...

You are glowing
Softly, sweetly
Like the moon

You have eyes
That shine a meaning
Like the moon

You have a voice
So gentle and strong
Like the moon, if it could speak

But you are better
Then all the moons
You are my precious,
Darling, you

Sky Dive

I leap
I fall 
I go fast
I can't get breath
I can't stop
I close eyes
I spin
I can't pull string
I feel the ground
I can't feel me
I don't breathe
I don't move
I died

Rose, Thorn

The thorn, sharp
The rose, so sweet
You wander the garden
But lose track of your feet
You find yourself 
Back there
Before the rose
Fragrant and fair
When winter comes
You think she has lost
All her beauty 
To the frost
But she has not given up
Though she does know
She will not again 
'Til spring grow

This is for Rose, Thorn go check out her gorgeous writing, and be sure to leave her a like and comment!
 

Til death do us part...

    I watched him cradling my lifeless body in his arms. Our blood mingled and he wept. I tried to put my hand on his shoulder, tell him I was still there, but he couldn't see, hear, or feel me. 
    "NO!" I tried to scream the pain out, but it wouldn't leave.
    "Why did you go, Shana? You know I can't follow!" He cried. 
    "I love you Ben! Please there must be a way for us! There must!" I tried to drop back into my body, but couldn't. He was immortal and couldn't follow, and I was dead and couldn't come back. 

Notes on my new novel.

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Finish that sentence! (contest:) WINNERS!!!

Aight, this was hard!           You're the guy that made me grow wings when we fell safely in spring and now calls me his "angel".

              You're the guy that ran away, the one that broke her heart and betrayed us all; you're the guy who took everything for granted and tossed it out like trash, preferring power over friends and leaving us all behind; you're the guy that nobody mentions, because the legacy you left behind hurts too much to speak of.
      You’re the guy that killed my father, you’re so cool!


-Honorable-Mentions----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------     You are the guy that stood by me when nobody else did, offered your shoulder to cry on, and made me the best mac and cheese.     Oh, YOU’RE the guy who put the feathers in my sandwich!     You are the guy who is...

I was Lost #Lovegood_24's contest!

Look away from me
My voice is lost
To pay the price
That was the cost
No longer can I 
Tell of your love
Of your pureness
White as dove
You were dying
But didn't know
I gave my voice
So you could grow
Oh, my child
Look away from me
Go to your mother
Forget about me


 

What do ya think?

This is a part for one of the books I'm working on. could you tell me what you think? Thank you!



    Red. Almost black but still red. I stared at my hand. The blood was dry and cracked. Is the doctor ever going to come out of the operating room? Tears stung my eyes. If he died I could never forgive myself. My dad patted my shoulder. 
    "Honey, its not your fault. He'll be okay. We got to get home before it gets too late."
    "Too late for what? School tomorrow? I'm not going. I'm staying here until I talk to the doctor. If the doctor says he is going to die...then I'll stay by his side till he's gone."
    Dad sighed. "Okay. I'll pick you up in the morning." He was very unemotional. Nothing in his voice showed that he cared.
    "Thanks." I managed. There was a lump the size of...

Should I continue with this?

He fought desperately. He screamed. He tried to run. He said things we couldn't understand. When we got him into the sunlight he curled into a ball, covering his face. He had lived in the dark for ten years. The only person who he knew was the man who locked him there in the basement, beat him, and threw him food like he was a dog. It was the only life he knew. We don't know how old he was when he was put down there, but he couldn't have been more that eight or nine. Now he was at least eighteen. He hasn't spoken to us yet, and he might not ever. His name will probably be forever lost. My mom is trying to get him into her custody. I wish she wouldn't though, I mean, I want to help him and all... he scares me though. I feel like I know him, and when he looks at me...

Finish that sentence! (contest:) LAST DAY!!!

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Deadline is May 31 (5/31/19)

Finish this sentence in the comments: You're the guy........


Have fun and be creative!

Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2019

The Forest Scholar

A man
In the forest dwells
Fills paper
Empties ink wells

A lady
Whose life was ill-fated
He writes of her
His life dedicated

When he was young
Twenty summers or less
He met a farmer's daughter
She wore a red dress

She was the fairest
He had ever seen
Wanted her
To be his queen

Another also
Wanted her
A wealthy lord
From ancient Ur 

Promised her gold
Diamonds and silk
He wanted the maiden
With skin like milk

But she refused him
And all his riches
She loved the scholar;
Divine kisses

The lord swore
If she wouldn’t be his
No one would have her
And still have bliss

The scholar took her
To his home
Gave her a rose
And a diamond comb

But on the night
Before they wed
The jealous lord
Took off her head

Pure white gown
Ruby red
Fairest maiden
Now dead

The scholar
Heart-broken and forlorn
Went into the forest
To spend...

The Ink is Strong, Stronger than Blood

The keys are cutting
Like broken glass
I type away
Ideas before they pass
Blood running
Makes more ink
Words are flowing
No time to think
I feel the pain 
Of those I create 
By the end
What is their fate?
Can they have 
A happy end?
Will they make it
Around the bend?
I get cofused
Too much to write
I look over drafts
This can't be right!
I started nowhere
Near that plot
My original 
I have fought
Red stains the paper 
Black has smudge 
Typewriter seems gooey
Like melting fudge 
I need a break
But I can not
I WRITE ON

 

He plays on...

The Piano
It's smooth black surface,
Calls to me 
As I walk by;
"Come and sing
That sad song of yours
That makes everyone gather round."
I turn my head the other way
and try to leave the room,
But find myself 
seated on the bench
My fingers fly over the keys
"Yes, play me,
and make the world 
Around you understand." 

Memorial Day

To war to war 
The nations cry,
Let the eagle
Soar on high!

Hear the canon 
Thunder loud,
Hear the weeping
In the crowd.
 
To war to war 
The nations cry,
Let the eagle 
Soar on high!

Hear the shouting
Late in the night,
As our weary
Soldiers fight

They fight
For there homeland
The die for
Every grain of sand

God bless these soldiers
Brave and true,
God bless them 
And the red, white, and blue  

I'm Blacking Out!

Is there someone?
Please answer me!
My bones are broken!
Are you searching
For my body?
My head is spinning!
Does anyone care?
I'm dying of thirst! 
Can you help me?
It's been a day!
Do you notice I'm gone?
So much pain! 
Will you find me in time?
I'm blacking out!
Goodbye for now
Will I see you again?

#YouAreUnbreakable

Remember this my friend
You are unbreakable
You will be beaten
Turned out in the frost
Without drink in the heat
Yes, a bone may break
But your spirit shall not
You will be lost in darkness
You will be found in light
Demons will hunt you
People will shove you
Friends will stab you
But you are unbreakable
You will be sick
Your heart shall be stolen
Some will forget you
Others will not
You can run like the wind
And all will follow faster
You are unbreakable
Unless you give up
Sink to your knees
Let them smash you
Give up all hope
And end it all
But I know you better
Then that my friend
You shall hide the pain
The sorrow
Hide it from all
Wear a fake smile
Can't let people down
Got to look happy
Hollow laugh at each joke
Make-up cover tired eyes
Fighting and no one sees
Because you are unbreakable

 

Blood, Run, Stand

Blood 
Bone
Broken
Bruise 
Bewildered
She could stand no longer
Run 
Rip
Rage
Ruin
Regret
He fell to his knees
Stand
Strong
Smile
Satisfied
Sanctified
They made it with God
 

Gallop!

Swift is he
King of the pasture,
Gallop! Gallop!
Gallop to your master.

Over damp ground
His feet fly,
Canter! Canter!
Don't pass me by.

His whinny
So low and sweet,
Walk! Walk!
Good boy! Here's your treat! 

Gray_1604

Springs soft gaze
Warms my soul
Hugs me tight 
Swallows me whole
Summer touches
My face and hair
Caresses me 
Beyond compare
Fall's breath
Crisp and sweat
That alone 
I could eat
But winter's kiss
Stronger than any
I could live on that 
For a year or many


This is for Gray_1604, go check out her page and leave a like and comment!

Aussie23

Swift, lord of the sky 
The bird
He spreads his wings
And starts to fly
Breath caught 
I watch him go
Soft strokes 
Rhythmic flow
Wish that I 
Wings to fly
But dreams
Are dreams
Nothing more
True reality is 
What you make it be


This is for Aussie23, Go look a their work and leave them a like and comment!

Juliana

Whispers, soft
Echo's off 
Mountains cry
Of solid rock 
Voices lost
Souls found
Memories buried
In clay ground
Bird song
Bramble scar
Dreams so close
Way too far
Time does pass
So do friends
Stand strong
Until world ends


This is for Juliana, check out her writing and don't forget to leave a like and comment!

ryxxry

Storm comes fast 
Black clouds rolling 
Not a good time
To be outside
The stars
Even they hide
From storms wrath 
All but one
She is the sun
Struggles to break 
Through the clouds
In the end she wins
She is the light
Stronger then dark
Good over evil



This is for ryxxry, go check out their fantastical work!

​A Six-word Story #2

House for sale; owner claims haunted. 

Budding Mae

The tree
Stands tall
Branches echo
With bird call
She reaches up
To the sky
God her king
To glorify
He blesses her
With morning dew
Like pearls 
With golden hue
Also gives her
Crystal sunshine
He loves her
His creation devine


This is for Budding Mae  go check out her fantabulous writing, and don't forget to leave a like and comment!

Rose, Thorn

The thorn, sharp
The rose, so sweet
You wander the garden
But loose track of your feet
You find yourself 
Back there
Before the rose
Fragrant and fair
When winter comes
You think she has lost
All her beauty 
To the frost
But she has not given up
Though she does know
She will not again 
'Til spring grow

This is for Rose, Thorn go check out her gorgeous writing, and be sure to leave her a like and comment!
 

ARK

And Noah

Rejoiced in

Knowing Gods promise

Toying with a story idea....

    She hesitated at the door. She was supposed to meet him here. He said there wouldn't be any danger for her but...she couldn't trust that. If she was near him there was always danger around the corner. She slowly turned the knob. The door slid open. She covered her mouth, but couldn't look away. More than fifteen dragon bodies lay on the floor, there heads not far away. Their black blood was thick on the floor. He lay in the center of the room, sword in hand. She went to him, the blood soaking into her sneakers. She knelt beside him and brushed the chocolate brown hair from his face. He always did that when he was thinking, now he would never do it again. His golden eyes were glazed over and tears were dried to his cheeks. She pulled his head onto her lap and wept. Her beautiful guardian was gone. The hole in her soul that...

#Somethingiscoming

    "Something is coming, Cathy. We won't get away. This time it's over." 
    "We have to try, Colin! Kate is still out there. She'll come and help."
    "Stop trying to fool yourself. Kate is dead. DEAD!" 
    "Don't say that! It's not true!"
    "Listen! You hear that noise on the door? Something is coming, we won't survive this time."
    "Kate will come."
    "You really think a four-year-old could escape that last thing? She. Is. Dead."
    "I think she could have got away. She has powers beyond our understanding."
    "Look, if-"
    "Oh, Colin let's run, before it brakes the door in!"
    "I'm not running anymore, Cathy! If we run now we'll have to face something worse another day. That's the way it always happens. Let's finish it!"
    "No, Colin don't open the door-"     

One-Hundred-Thousand #onlyonehundred

The battle raged through the night 
Soldiers fell, never again to see light
One man out of thousands caught my eye
He was greatly wounded but could not die
His blond hair was stained red
From a gash on his head
Swinging his sword, he seemed not to tire
Never leaving his eyes was a grieving fire
One-hundred years on the battlefield
Forever doomed a sword to wield
One-hundred years of falling friends
Another war begins when one ends
One-hundred-thousand years
Of bathing in blood and tears
This man was immortal

Orfäg #SciFi (edit)


    The red moon rose slowly over the horizon, shedding crimson light on the solid rock ground. I wondered if there was water anywhere on this planet. 

    They began to stir and crawl from the dens, which were carved into the ground. I shivered at the thought of being trapped here with them forever. They resembled humans—sort of—only a billion times more terrifying.

    Kläptran came over to my cage and stared at me. Again. He was the leader of whatever they called themselves. His black eyes were a frightening contrast to his white skin and long straight red hair. He was much fiercer then the rest and his stare sent chills down my spine. He handed me my water pouch, which fortunately had been brought from my spaceship. I took a few slow sips, wondering how long the rest would last.  

    "How do you speak our language?" Kläptran asked again.

    "I don't know!” I...

#ettu?brutus

'Are you okay?' My last words to him echoed in my head. I hadn't really cared, I was hoping he'd say no. 'Im fine.' was his reply.
I had known he wasn't, but did I do anything about it?
No. I let him die.
He said 'I'm going to go after them, wait here.'  
I said nothing and watched him go. I could see the blood, but I didn't stop him. It was his fault we were in this situation. He should fix it.
Then I was told he was in the hospital. I felt crushed, like a paper airplane in the hands of a toddler.
I went to see him. 
He looked up at me and smiled. He said, 'I'm fine.'
Five minuets later the doctor said God would take good care of him.
Why did I hate him so much? It wasn't his fault the tree fell, It wasn't his fault the we were in the...

Just a piece.........

I knocked on the door and kind of hoped he wouldn't be there. He was. He opened the door and as soon as he saw me his eyes lit up and that care free smile spread across his face. "Hey, Megan! Wan't to come in?" The lump in my throat doubled in size and I started to cry. If he only knew why I came. "What's wrong?" he took my hand and led me to the living room couch. "Oh, Pat...I'm sorry." I tried to find the right words. "Meg, what happened?" Every time he spoke it made it harder to tell him, because he was concerned for me. "Pat, I didn't see them coming...I went out on the road and they swerved...I'm so sorry!" He pulled me into a hug as he realized what I was talking about. His parents were dead.

That kind of person

Skip the fact that he is the most evil guy in existence; He's really nice. 

Hey, a Q&A for ya all! #Randomblackonwhite

What color are your eyes?

Which three colors would you put together?

Do you prefer black or white?

Do you prefer cold or hot?

Dry or wet?

What one word could you describe yourself with?

What is your favorite holiday?

How many books have you read this year?

What one word would you use to describe your best friend(s)?

Why are you doing this Q&A?


 

The Gnome


The wind and rain beat at my face
And soaked me to the bone,
By myself in the woods
In the woods alone.

Home the sun was out and warm
But here I saw no light,
I was trapped in the swirling of mist
And all the dangers of the night.

I called out for help
But no answer came,
Not the dimmest light
All was in vain.

My face was numb
My feet were sore,
And after this
I knew no more.

In my fingers I felt a tingling
As they gradually heated,
And I opened my eyes to a sight most queer
A creature there was seated.

Face that was human
And nor was it that,
This creature odd it was,
Not thin nor fat.

His nose, if that what it be,
hooked like a beak,
His mouth hid ‘neath his beard
But his eyes were wild, yet meek.


And on his head
He wore a queer hat, ...

That Place On The Coast

As I strode along the coast
Just for my own delight,
I looked to my left
And there beheld a sight.
The purple mountains
Reaching for the sky,
Calling out
With the eagle’s cry.
The mist surrounding
Their tree-lined base,
Creating them
A forbidding face.
I lifted my eyes
Above the peak,
And there saw
What my soul did seek.
I saw the Lord
And his heavenly host,
From that place
That place on the coast.

I just feel happy!

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To Everyone On WTW

Hey, just letting everybody on this site know, your amazing!
Your work is beautiful!
Your poems are great!
Your novel is coming along just right!
Your short stories are so enjoyable!
Your tragedies, heartbreaking!
Your jokes make my laugh till my lungs burn!

Search this song and listen to the words!: My Wish - Rascal Flatts  





 

The Egg

Golden prism
Floats 
In white
Syrupy liquid
Encased in
Ivory walls
No door 
Can be found

  
 

That kind of person

Skip the fact that he is the most evil guy in existence; He's a really nice guy. 

Give Up?

Why not give up?
Her hair is prettier 
You are just ugly

Nobody likes you
Over there, he's looking at her
That just proves she's better then you

Give up?
I cannot
Victory lies around the corner
Enough of your negativity! 


Under the mistletoe I'll guide him
Prince charming be mine!

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Piece #1 Of 'BROKEN'

   There was a distant rumbling-roaring noise. I opened my eyes. What was that sound? Where was I? It was very dark. I felt around, and found myself to be on a hard, rough surface. I sat up and my head began to pound. The sound had gotten louder, and there was suddenly a bright light. I realized  where I was and quickly rolled off the road. I didn't count on the drop. I was now on my back at the bottom of a cliff, with a needle sharp pain in my arm, and no one but God knew where I was.

Stains

Lights go on
Down the street
People rushing to their car
Carrying a child
Blood stains the driveway 
Until next rainfall

Make-up

Invisible tears
Make-up over bruises 
Eyeshadow hides dark circles
No one knows how you feel
 

Hidden Sky #oneblue

    Under the cover of night is the blue sky; there's no need to be afraid of the dark.

Will you always be there?

I stood on that bridge all night. The sun was now giving everything a pink glow, and it reflected off my tear stained face. I climbed up on the rail. One more step, I told myself. I heard a car skid to a halt behind me, I didn't look back. I took that step.

But someone grabbed my arm and pulled me back onto the bridge. "Why did you do that?" I shrieked.
"I can't let anyone do that." He had a soft voice. I looked up into his green eyes. "Why?" I said again.
"It can't be that bad."
"How would you know?"
"It never is."
"It's bad. I have nothing to live for, I'm tired of living other peoples lives. All I wanted my whole life was a family of my own. I needed a job....but nobody helped me get it. my hopes have been crushed too many times. Theres so much more that you wouldn't understand....I'm...

This I Believe

Message from God

I believe in miracles
Ones sent from above
God has sent his blessings
And showed his holy love

I once dreamt
A flower before me grew
And blossomed
Then I knew

My prayers had been answered
Me, my siblings,my dad and my mom,
Would move to the country
And have a farm

Three years later it happened
Our land-lord sold the house
We moved to the country
And I praised God with all my heart
I believe in miracles!
 

RAINBOW

R uning
A round
I n
N othing
B ut
O pulent
W onder

MAGIC


arvelous
A wesome
G rand
I nconceivable
are-free

Dark Voice Part #3


 “We’d both be dead if I wasn’t.”Gavynn stated.

    Jill didn’t return his smile. She just stared. she couldn’t tell which she should

be more: Scared or thrilled.

    But everyone says you your kind had left, across the Titchen sea.”she aid at

last. Gavynn looked as if she had just slapped him. She thought sure he was going to

cry.

    “They left me.” his voice was choked with tears. “I was late for the spell

casting. They were gone when I reached the beach.” His gaze had dropped to the

floor. Jill decided not to mention that if anyone else found out he was a skin-changer

he would be immediately killed.


        Jill didn’t sleep much that night. she couldn’t trust Gavynn. She had

heard too many stories about skin-changers being evil and in league with the

dragons. When it was just light enough to see, she went to the entrance of the cave.

She looked back...

#silentnight

Silent nights aren't always quiet. 

Dark Voice Part #2


    “Wake up!” Gavynn whispered urgently to the girl. What was she thinking, running out there like that? Is she daft? Oh, well. I guess I would have done the same thing, he thought to himself. “Please wake up.” She stirred a little, but still did not wake. “I guess you hit your head pretty hard. I’ll make a small fire.” He began to move silently around the cave, gathering sticks, leaves, and bits of who knows what. He blew a fire, which is one of his gifts, onto the debris, and they began to crackle. Leaning on the wall of the cave he found himself to be tried, and he began to drift off to sleep.



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    Jills eyes flew open. Were was she? Sitting up very slowly she saw the red coals of a dying fire. Her head ached. How did she survive that drop? She should be...

Dark Voice


    It was late in the night when Jill woke to the alarm bells signaling another dragon attack.  She quickly dressed and joined the crowd of women and children in the passage to the safety cavern, deep below the castle. She was used to the dragon attacks, they used to happen once or twice every few months, but now they happened three or four times a month. They had sent messengers to the king for help, but not one had ever made it as far as they could tell. Her uncle left two weeks ago, and she was sure she would never see him again, the dragons were getting to strong. Her mother died when she was to little to even remember her, and her father died when she was eleven. She didn’t miss him though, he wasn’t a good father and she barely even knew him. She was now fifteen and lived with her aunt, cousin, and...

Coffee Friday

    I woke to my alarm at 2:30 a.m. and jumped out of bed. It was Coffee Friday and I had to get to the library before everyone else. Just think, free coffee all day and books. A dream come true. I had missed it the last five years because of work, but I got today off because I had a slight cold yesterday.
    

    3:02. Oh well, it's already packed. Hopefully I won't have to wait for them to fill the coffee machines again.

    3:23. That was ridiculous! There was lady in an oversized pink dress standing in front of me, and she kept letting other people go in front of her. 

    3:27. I finally get to sit down with a book and cup of coffee. Maybe the rush will die down in a little while. I become engrossed in my book.

    3:35. The library becomes silent. I look up...

What is nothing?

No color
Obscure 
T
houghtless
Humid 
Illuminated
Nothing
Gloaming 

#streetkids

I went to see
My sweetheart lovely,
At her house in London 

When I got there
She was sitting in a chair,
Having tea with a gentleman

He leaned across the table 
As far as he was able,
And asked if she would marry

She of course agreed
As long as he would not wear his tweed, 
And the wedding date was made

I slowly walked away
No one could cheer me that day,
My  heart was very broken

I dropped the flowers on the street
My sweetheart never again would I meet,
Now I walk the streets at night 

 

YELLOW

You have
Ended my
Life,
Left me broken heart
Only  
With one meeting

The adventures of Tammy


    My name is Tammy. I live in Lewis county, Kentucky. Im a siamese cat. My favorite pass times are, being pet by my person, going on long walks in the park, and tormenting the neighbor’s chihuahua. My person’s name is Sarah Watts. Every day she leaves me at the house and doesn’t come back until dinner. I always insist upon going with her, but she always goes alone. One day, however, she didn’t close the back of the metal monster, so I climbed in. Suddenly, it was dark, and the metal monster began to growl and roar at me. I felt sick. I began to claw at the entrance, but it would't open. I meowed with all I had, but the roaring continued, and still the door did not open. 

You

I didn't cry when you left
    But now, I do
        My heart is broken
            Because of you.
            
            You were the only one 
        Who I could tell
    My secrets and sorrows to
But now there is no more you.       

Why I Write

Because I Can

I write to live.
I have feelings that need to be known.
I write to make dreams come true.
I write because it gives me power. 
I write cause God thinks I should.
I write because I can.

*Why?* #ICBYShortStory

Mother, Father,
How can it be true?
You say you love me,
But I can't believe you.

After all the things I've done,
The trouble I have caused,
How can you love me?

I love you so much,
You are always there,
Helping me solve problems
Combing out my hair

You give me so much,
But I give nothing in return.
How can you love me?

  
        


 


 

Part #7 of 'BROKEN'

    The doctor began to ask my questions about my mechanical arm, like 'Who made it?' 'Did it work well?' 'What happened to my arm?'. I was as evasive as posable. He was really annoying. A few minuets after he left my step-mom came. Boy, was she a piece of work.
    "Honey, sweet, are you okay? You could have been killed!" she started to tear up. Talk about tears on command! 
"What were you doing way out there anyway? You had us worried sick. I thought you said you and Jerry were going biking? well that the last time you go any where with him." She headed for the door. "Now get well soon, I have surprise for you at home." she finally left. I hated her. About half an hour later my sister came. Just the person I'd been waiting for! She sat down in the chair beside my bed. 
    "Mom painted your...

Part #7 of 'BROKEN'

    The doctor began to ask my questions about my mechanical arm, like 'Who made it?' 'Did it work well?' 'What happened to my arm?'. I was as evasive as posable. He was really annoying. A few minuets after he left my step-mom came. Boy, was she a piece of work.
    "Honey, sweat, are you okay? You could have been killed!" she started to tear up. Talk about tears on command! 
"What were you doing way out there anyway? You had us worried sick. I thought you said you and Jerry were going biking? well that the last time you go any where with him." She headed for the door. "Now get well soon, I have surprise for you at home." she finally left. I hated her. About half an hour later my sister came. Just the person I'd been waiting for! She sat down in the chair beside my bed. 
    "Mom painted your...

Part #6 of 'BROKEN'

    There was sudden, burning pain in my chest, and I coughed a few breaths. It hurt so bad, I wish I could have died, but the pain gradually subsided as my breathing became normal. Everything was black for a moment, then I opened my eyes. There was a white ceiling and white walls. Am I in heaven? I looked at the rest of the room. Definitely not. I was in a hospital. I sat up. My mechanical arm was gone, and nothing was there to replace it. The doctor came in and smiled at me.
    "And how are we feeling?" he asked. I really didn't like him. I don't know why, I just didn't.

Part #5 of 'BROKEN'

    It soon became hard to breathe, all my muscles refused to obey. I began to drift of, away from everything and I thought sure I wouldn't return.
    "Simon?" It was my sisters voice beside me. She came to late. I could feel her cool hand on my forehead, and then there was nothing. I was gone.

Part #4 of 'BROKEN'

    The suns heat beat down mercilessly. I heard soft steps behind me. A wild animal had come to end my misery. I couldn't open my eyes, this was the end. I felt hot breath on my neck, and a canine mouth took hold of my collar. It began to drag me. Why didn't it just kill me there and be done with it? In a few moments I was out of the sun. It released my shirt, then its breath was on my face. A wet tongue wiped my cheek and a dog whimpered. I opened my eye. Every thing was hazy, but I could make out Tanisha, my sisters dog.   

Part #3 of 'BROKEN'

    I don't remember much more, just lots of blood. I don't think I even felt it. The sun was now peaking over the horizon. I heard another car passing on the road above, but wait-it stopped. Maybe, oh, just maybe if I called out they would hear me.
"Help" it came out as a hoarse whisper that no one could possibly have heard. I tried to sit up but only managed to roll painfully onto my side. I heard a dog bark, then the car started and roared off into the distance. I was going to die at the bottom of this miserable cliff.

Piece #2 of 'BROKEN'

    I don't know how long I laid there, it seemed like days, but it was only hours. The needle-like pain never stopped. My mechanical arm was shattered, and I couldn't move. I heard several cars pass on the road far above me. As I lay there I began to think of how this mess started. It was two years ago when that little girl was playing on the train tracks. The train was coming, but she didn't realize, she was only like three. without hesitation I shoved her out of the way and then...........  

Dark Voice


    It was late in the night when Jill woke to the alarm bells signaling another dragon attack.  She quickly dressed and joined the crowd of women and children in the passage to the safety cavern, deep below the castle. She was used to the dragon attacks, they used to happen once or twice every few months, but now they happened three or four times a month. They had sent messengers to the king for help, but not one had ever made it as far as they could tell. Her uncle left two weeks ago, and she was sure she would never see him again, the dragons were getting to strong. Her mother died when she was to little to even remember her, and her father died when she was eleven. She didn’t miss him though, he wasn’t a good father and she barely even knew him. She was now fifteen and lived with her aunt, cousin, and...

DEEP DOWN ON THE WAY TO HEAVEN


    Deep down in the dungeons
    In the castle of the king,
    There was a man
    And I heard him sing,

    ‘Come, come, be not afraid
    when death comes down to get you,
    Just look ahead
    and see what is in your view,

    Can you see the stairway?
    leading up and through the sky,
    Can you see Him the Lord?
    Kneel down and glorify,

    He says unto me ‘drink’
    ‘For it is free’
    And I answer ‘Lord mighty’
    ‘I am with thee.’

CRASH! 2

    "What did you do!" she shrieked. I knew I shouldn't have, but I wanted to do it my whole life. Now I regretted it. There was dry wall everywhere. At least my room was bigger.
    "Sorry , mom. I thought....." I didn't know what to say. That wall had been in the way for ever. 

Piece #2 of 'BROKEN'

    I don't know how long I laid there, it seemed like days, but it was only hours. The needle-like pain never stopped. My mechanical arm was shattered, and I couldn't move. I heard several cars pass on the road far above me. As I lay there I began to think of how this mess started. It was two years ago when that little girl was playing on the train tracks. The train was coming, but she didn't realize, she was only like three. without hesitation I shoved her out of the was and then...........  

Piece #1 Of 'BROKEN'

   There was a distant rumbling-roaring noise. I opened my eyes. What was that sound? Where was I? It was very dark. I felt around, and found myself to be on a hard, rough surface. I sat up and my head began to pound. The sound had gotten louder, and there was suddenly a bright light. I realized  where I was and quickly rolled off the road. I didn't count on the drop. I was now on my back at the bottom of a cliff, with a needle sharp pain in my arm, and no one but God knew where I was.