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AminahMcBina

United States

Hey, I'm Aminah, but most people call me Mina.
16 yrs. old|11th grade|INFJ-T|Female/Girl/She/Her|I think I'm something of a writer|Animal lover||MARVEL FANGIRL FOR LIFE

Message from Writer

"I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love." -King George; Hamilton: An American Musical "You'll be back"

"Oui oui, mon ami je m'apelle Lafayette
the Lancelot of the Revolutionary set
I came from afar just to say bonsoir
tell the king casse-toi
who's the best?
c'est moi"
-Lafayette; Hamilton: An American Musical "Aaron Burr Sir"

Please do not @AminahMcBina me, if you reply to me or comment on something, just say Mina or Aminah. Thanks!

- H E R C U L E S M U L L I G A N -

Published Work

1 SENTENCE CONTEST RESULTS AND HONOURABLE MENTIONS! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!READ MESSAGE FROM WRITER!!!!!!!!!!


Ladies and gents this is the moment you’ve been waiting for…


Okay, so, contest results to my 1 sentence contest.

Romance:
1st place:  “Damaged and bruised and bloodied, he found comfort in the other man's arms, holding him gently and running a hand through his hair” by Old Sport
-I absolutely loved how emotional and original this was, it was hard narrowing down the romance entries, but this one was fantastic!

2nd place: “I've always wanted a kiss in the rain, but his lips moving on mine in the snow was better.” By Rose, Thorn
-This was simply beautiful!

3rd Place:  “Though I hate you with all the fury of the hearth, I also love you with all the fire in my heart.” By The Bubbling Pen

Humor:
1st place: “I can't take you seriously with that face on your face.” By  weirdo
-I have no idea why I died while reading this. `\(._.)/`

2nd Place: “"I'm sorry and...

FOR HAMILTON FANS ONLY (unless you're bored and need a little something to read)


HEYO, MY FELLOW PEOPLES!

YESTERDAY (4/3/19) I HAD A FIELD TRIP TO SEE HAMILTON: THE MUSICAL, PERFORMED LIVE AT THE ORPHEUM THEATRE IN SAN FRANCISCO, CA!!!!!!!! IT WAS SO MUCH FUN! A FRIEND/CLASSMATE OF MINE PERFORMED DURING THE STUDENT PERFORMANCES, IT WAS E.P.I.C! IF YOU  ARE A HAMILTON FAN, WHAT IS YOUR FAVE SONG(S)? WHO IS YOUR FAVE CHARACTER?
Something that I especially love about Hamilton is the diversity. I love how the actors represent the founding fathers, even though their ethnicity vary. What do you like most about the show?!

Just because I'm bored,
Mina

Defunct

                                I can't breathe
            because it's air
        that's suffocating me

                                                    I can't see
                                            because it's light
                                          that's blinding me

I can't hear
    because it's noise
        that's deafening me

                                                 I can't live
                                            because it's life
                                          that's killing me

I feel I'm alive, but so very dead
 

Flower Petals

    Plucked
slowly my
delicate
physique begins
to deteriorate

Gray and
dry
wilting away
as my petals begin their
flight

Floating away
I am no longer
whole

Just a flower with its petals torn
 

SORRY!

Hey my fellow WTWorldarians (courtesy of Paperbird)!

So sorry for the delay in getting the reviews done for those who have won my 1 Sentence Contest.
I will get to those during my Spring Break, which starts April 15th!

Sorry again,
Mina

BRINGING BACK THE TREND| 1 SENTENCE CONTEST

Hey,


remember that trend that stripedfly1001started, where in the comments you write one sentence under a certain category? Well,
I'M BRINGING BACK THE TREND!

Put a sentence in the comments, under one of these categories:
(You can put an entry for each)
1. Short and sweet
2. Short but powerful
3. Romance
4. Humor
5. Thriller/horror

Add what category you're writing under. Entries without will not be judged.

For example:
The sparkle in her eyes had just as many stars as the milky way. -Short and sweet

PRIZES:
First place:
A follow if I'm not already following you
3 reviews your choice
5 likes + comments


Second Place:
A follow if I'm not already following you
2 reviews your choice
3 likes + comments


Third Place:
A follow if I'm not already following you
1 review your choice

DEADLINE: March 8, 2019
5 days...get writing!

--If you have questions, put them in the comments :D

Shower


It was finally time to go back to her.  For twelve years, I built this dream of an ideal family, but she wasn’t in it. She wasn’t on the road I paved to follow my dreams, but now she is. She’s knocking down the dream I built in my mind, replacing everyone with duplicates of her. Everywhere I look now, it’s only her. She’s blocking the sunlight I need, to see the path in front of me.
I want to escape.
 I went into the shower, not because I stunk, but because I thought maybe the water will wash this all away. Maybe when I came out, I’ll realize it was all a dream. But as I stripped from my clothes, the monster I’ve tucked away fell to the floor.
Rolling…rolling…
It halted in front of the bathtub, beckoning me over. I went over to the bathtub, and picked up the syringe. I scowled at it. Then I hurled it...

#Q&ACE

1. How would you describe yourself physically? Height, weight, features (such as dimples or beauty marks), colors?
 Height: 5'1, weight: 99lbs.
I do not like describing the way I look :( I feel words makes things seem prettier than they are.
I have light brown skin, curly-long-dark hair, brown eyes. ACNE IS A CURSE. I have a beauty marks on the side of my left eye, one below the same eye on the side of my nose, and below the two beauty marks a third by the side of my lip.


2. Who are your top three biggest WtW inspirations?
Kitty Cheshire
green.eyes.gurl
R.j.Elsewhere
(Paperbird, rosemarywisdom, and Quille-next top 3)


3. What's something you've been dying for people to know about you? Maybe something that everyone thinks about you that isn't true in the slightest?
I am insane.

4. How many languages do you speak? Which ones?
Fluently speak English, I can speak a little Arabic, Spanish, German, and French
...

I REACHED 100 FOLLOWERS TODAY :D



So, as you see from the title, I reached 100 followers. You know what that means? 100 people out there read my works (and liked them?) I joined on October 24th or 25th, 2019..took a break on December 10th,2019,  came back Feb 11th, 2019. So I've been here (actively) for only about a little less than 3 months. In these 3 months, I've had ups and downs, and I want to thank all the people who have encouraged me, supported me, and followed me through this journey. I do have a few special shout outs, because yeah, they deserve it.

stripedfly1001
My first follower, my awesome virtual friend, and an awesome aspiring author. Angie is the best! If you haven't read any of her works, check out her works!!

green.eyes.gurl
Mirror, mirror on the wall? Who's the best friend in all? Caitlin is really awesome. She's always there sticking up for me and supporting me. Caitlin is awesome, and one...

I Love You | #ForgivenessFGE

I love you

I say it like a bird
taught
to speak
        taught to say
        only what we
            think


I love you

I say it like a recorder
repeating
your words
        repeating
        only what I've
              heard

I love you

I say it like a mirror
reflecting
an image
        reflecting a heart
        of steel, words with no
                    feel

I love you

I say it to you
because at the moment
maybe i do
myabe it's true


But at the end of the day,
I didn't really mean to say I love you.

Also late as frick but #paperbird's q&a



what's the story behind your profile picture? 
My profile pics have been changing. From an anime girl, because I love anime, to different lion pics, because lions are my spirit animals (but not really)--I just love lions! To Marvel gifs, because I am a die-hard Marvel fan.
when you start a "free writing" piece, do you like the font better when it's the editing font or the published font? 
Published font. But I hate the big letter at the beginning.
what movie scarred you for life as a child?  does it still freak you out? 
I think Carey (or Cary) did and still does.
look up "horoscope personalities."  which one fits you? 
I actually think all of them except Capricorn..idk if thats possible, but i just think so
do you consider yourself to a good writer? (be honest) 
Honestly..No. I hate what I write.
so, as mentioned earlier, the q&a trend was all the rage in september/october.  do you know...

Late as Frick but #Ellie's Q&A

1. Why on Earth did you decide to do this q&a? 
Bored. Bored. Bored. Looked fun.
2. Yes/No: Hunger Games. Divergent. Harry Potter. Percy Jackson. 
YES! Not really HP, but I do enjoy it. WHY IN THE WORLD DID YOU NOT INCLUDE MARVEL!!!
3. Have you ever read the Artemis Fowl series? (if you have, I love you) 
O.M.G. YESSSSS!!!!
4. When you read a book that is later made into a movie, do you usually prefer the movie or the book? 
The book--though some movies are great just like the books. ie. The Darkest Minds by Alexandra Bracken and 13 Reasons Why
5. Yankees or Red Sox?  
...?
6. Who are you rooting for to win the Super Bowl? 
Don't watch the super bowl :/
7. What is your favorite subject in school? 
History, English, and AVID
8. What is your favorite word of all time? (mine is 'cocksure') 
I really don't know...maybe Rise? Empower? Motivate? I srsly have...

Like a Bubble

Drift away
like a bubble

Twirl and dance
like a bubble

I wish I could float
like a bubble

Fly
like a bubble

I wish I reflected
like a bubble

Only I
pop
like a bubble

I was formed
like a bubble

I drifted away
like a bubble

And then I
popped
                        like a bubble

More Than What Meets The Eye | #supposedtobe

Every green leaf
                you see
isn't healthy


The red apples
                in the market
may be poisoned


That oak tree
                standing tall
may be about to fall


There is always more than what meets the eye


My smile
            doesn't mean
I'm happy


My frown
            doesn't mean
I'm hurting


My heart is beating
                        but that doesn't mean
it's not shattered


My tears aren't pouring
                            but that doesn't mean
I'm not grieving

There is always more than what meets the eye

You only see what we don't hide
                                        the flaws we push
inside

nothing matters

no matter how much i
try
i always
fail

no matter
how long i
hold on
i always
slip

no matter

when my hands
ache
i don't let go
but i
fall so low

because

no matter
how strong i
think i am
i always know
i am weak

when my tears
fall
i don't stop them
because i know
i am broken

no matter

no matter
how many times i
smile
i know it's all
fake

because

Nothing matters anymore

Mirrors

All these mirrors
oh the sight in front of me!
get the away
please
please!

All these mirrors
I see the pain
reflecting in your eyes
waiting
waiting for your demise

All these mirrors
I see the depth
the depth of your soul
the secrets no one knows

All these mirrors
reflecting
a smile made of gold
a shine I don't hold
                                    it's all fake

All these mirrors
they only portray
the outer-shell
they don't tell the story
of life's hell

All these mirrors
reflecting me
but no! not me
reflecting a facade
                        but not a personality
hiding originality
only what others see

Only I know the full story

Serpent

Darkness
darkness all around
engulfed by the darkest nights
blinded by the brightest lights

Darkness
Darkness all around


A serpent slithering up my spine
fangs
venom

it's power is mine

Darkness
Darkness all around


My voice a hiss
my thoughts a bite
my words a parasite
        
                        Crawling through your every vein
                        I will cause you so much pain


Darkness
Darkness all around


I'm a serpent
A serpent in disguise

Guess who's back...GUESS WHO'S BACK!

Hello my writing fam,


I'm back,
I'm back,
I'M BACK!



It has been 2 long months, but I'm back!!!!!! Just wanted to thank everyone for their support all the time, and so yeah.

Some people leave WTW forever,
but not us.
but not us.

Sorry had to do that.....ANYONE HYPED FOR ENDGAME?!!!!!?!!!
-And I know some will argue he said "bananas" but I heard what I heard. *Shrugs*

Okay, now I'm going to start posting everything I've written while away :) And because I have a new computer, "Changing Moon" still won't be up....I haven't transferred all my docs yet....good news, I'm writing a new novel *SPOILERS NOT INCLUDED*

And I'm just hella happy right now, so excuse all the unimportant stuff....




Hugs and tears- but happy tears,
Mina

 

Short Story|AJ - Izzy|1st place winner #ICBY


"Aj, you punk! Get back over here!" I could hear how desperate Melody was. She wanted people to think she was tough, but she wasn't.
"Aj!" She kept yelling, her goons laughing and egging her on. Idiots.
I put my tiny, white earbuds into my ears and pull my too large hood over my head; ignoring the world. The voice of the girl behind me slowly melting into a soothing song, pouring into my mind. My steps fall into beat, and soon my lips are syncing the words.Tonight we are victorious, I smile.

The next day as I walk into class, I'm that double bubble disco queen, headed to the guillotine. Wait, what? Melody wants to glare at me, I can feel the heat rolling off of her, but she turns away. Victory!

2 Lined Poem|RainAndSonder|2nd place winner #ICBY

The world in my mind is utopian,
but the wrongs of the world try to pull me in.

2 Lined Poem|Johanna|2nd place winner #ICBY


In her mind, she prepared to jump off that never-ending waterfall
in reality,she prepared to walk threw the crowded school hallway.
 

2 Lined Poem|artificialaorta|2nd place winner #ICBY


Crimson,bleeding out the faucet like heavy rain,
The guy stuffed beneath the pipes, what was his name?
 

Short Story|RNE|1st place winner #ICBY


Reema, the peacemaker; or at least that's who people thought she was. Behind the scenes she poured gasoline on the small flickers of flames, and then when everything blew up, she grabbed her hose and smiled, oh so innocently. Reema, the peacemaker. She'd whisper to so-and-so about such-and-such, then she'd watch as the two got into a quarrel, then she'd come and softly talk the two out of it. Reema, the miscreant.

Nevari, the trouble-maker; or at least that's who people thought he was. The shoot-out, Nevari didn't start it, but Jerome, his older brother did. But once things got out of control, Jerome ran away and left Nevari to finish his fight. Nevari, the trouble-maker.  He'd shop with Luna, his sister. She'd steal the money of the hard working, and tell Nevari to hold it. When the victim turns and sees his wallet, he doesn't see the true thief. Nevari, the innocent.

Ember, the loving; and that is who...

10 Lined Poem|Paperbird|1st place winner #ICBY


The Craftsman
hands tired and aching
from hammering, forging
recreating

The Paper

blank and still
wishing to become something surreal
watching the metals and woods being shaped

The craftsman sets to work, creating his masterpiece;
The Paperbird
 

I Can't Believe You (#ICBY) CONTEST WINNERS, HONOURABLE MENTION, QUOTES+MORE!


1st Place: 
A follow if I'm not already following you
A review or 10 of your pieces, OF YOUR CHOICE (unless you prefer I choose)
A like and comment on 5 of your pieces, YOUR choice.
A written work (short story or 10 lined poem), just for you!
A shout out in 5 of my pieces.

2nd Place:
A follow if I'm not already following you
A review of 5 of your pieces, OF YOUR CHOICE (unless you want me to choose)
A like and a comment in 5 of your pieces, my choice.
A shout out in 5 of my pieces
A two-lined poem just for you!

3rd Place:
A follow if I'm not already following you
A like and comment on 3 of your pieces, my choice.
A review on 2 of your piece, YOUR choice.
A Shout out in 5 of my pieces.

Without further ado,
1st:
1. RNE
2. AJ-Izzy
3. Paperbird

2nd:
1. RainandSonder
2....

A Letter to Maddox Hyde

For more information, please check Catherinely Me‘s piece here.


 
 
Dear Maddox,
I’ve got word from a friend, that there’s a kid in PA who wants a card. I’ve never met you; in fact I’m on the other side of the state! I’m Aminah, a California 11th grade student, nice to meet you! I hope you read this letter because I really want you to read what comes next. So stay strong unknown friend, and know there are thousands of people all over the world who care for you.
When I see the struggles in my life, I think of the stars
When I feel the pain from illness, I look to the stars
Sometimes I feel I’m fading
But life does never fade
Sometimes we feel we’re slipping, but that’s only because our hands ache from holding on so long.
I look to the stars, because I may find something there.
A hope
A prayer
Merry,...

Of Odes and Woes

Ode to the darkest nights where my heart does lie
Woe to those who pull me out, at least those who try.
 
Ode to the darkest moors, where my secrets don’t unfold
Woe to the sunlit sky, where confessions be told.
 
Ode to the hopes I lost
Woe to the pain it cost.
 
Ode and forevermore; let thy darkest thoughts prevail
Woe to eternity, death never does fail.
 
Ode to calamity
Woe to humanity
 
The light of the sky, oh how it lies!
Woe to the false blue, and blinding bright
Ode to the dark hues and the blackest night.
 
Ode to the red drip, drip, dripping
Ode to the dead
Ode to life, slip, slip, slipping.
 
Woe to the laughs of the jovial minds
Woe to the living
Woe to the wondrous finds.
 
Ode to the darkest nights where my heart does lie
Woe to those who pull me out, at...

Twist Q&A

RainandSonder made up this cool Q&A; check it out here.


Answer the following questions, not about yourself, but about me. Don't start a new piece; write your answers in the comment section. Once you've done that, create a new piece using exactly the same questions and write up these same instructions.

So here we go :)
1. What Hogwarts house do you think I am? 
2. What is your mental image of me? How do you think I look IRL? 
3. What's my aesthetic? 
4. What trope do I remind you of? Look up some tropes if you don't get this one or don't know any. 
5. What do you think my horoscope is?  
6. What's your favorite piece of mine? 
7. What do you like most about my writing? 
8. What fictional character do I remind you of? 
9. What song do I remind you of/resembles my personality? 
10. What meme am I? 
11. What book/movie do I...

Love and Life



Love won't last for an
   
    Infinite amount of time
            
        For it will soon fade like
        
            Everything else.

CONTEST UPDATE; THE DUE DATE HAS CHANGED + MORE

♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

Hey ya'll!

December is gonna be a bad month for me, and January I'm going to have finals. This means the contest due date has been changed. I won't be accepting entries after DECEMBER 5TH, 2018. Winners will be announced DECEMBER 10TH, 2018!

All of you who participated in this, thank you!!!! You guys are awesome!!!

Good news Changing Moon fans!!!!
CHAPTER 7 (WHICH MAY BE THE FINAL CHAPTER)IS COMING SOON!

Thanks and Hugs,
Mina
Also, a shout out to a few peeps:
Catherinely Me
Paperbird
R.J. Elsewhere
Quille
Kitty Cheshire
Avin
AbigailSauble
LeeFudge
Sorry, don't have time to make them links; anyhow, check these people out!!!!

Lastly, a big fat surprise awaits contestants of my contest!!!!!!!!!

I Can't Land

When I flew over the mountains
    I saw Apollo’s fountain
I wanted to stand,
    Drink from his hand
But only…
    I couldn’t land.
 
When I passed the flocking birds
    I saw Hermes’ herd
I wanted to stop,
    And choose from his flock
But only...
    I couldn’t land.
 
Teach me the darkest lore
    Land me on the wettest shore
I have seen all this and more...
    Oh! The gore!

I’ve been taken against my will
    You drop me at this hill
Its peaks touch the suns in the skies,
    I’ve been compelled to tell my lies.

I can’t escape.
    I’m no longer living, but oh so alive.
The struggles of the world; my life-long strives!
    On this terrain, my feet touch not the sand
I am no longer living, only being...
    Is this why I couldn’t land?

Insecurities



    I walked to school, in my usual style of baggy black sweats (sometimes grey) and a too large, black hoodie. My shoes were the usual black sneakers that made my toes lick the ground, and my hand-me-down backpack was starting to tear at the straps. My large hood covered the upper-half of my hideous, acne covered, mole attracting face; and cast a shadow on the lower half. I was a no one, I wasn’t like the rest of the girls at school, I wasn’t the daughter mom wanted, and I wasn’t the beautiful girl you see on the magazines. I was just me.

“You should definitely try this foundation, to hide all those-uh-things,” the beautiful pageant-like girls used to tell me, “And you should try eating a little more to get some hips.
“I don’t know her,” Mom told the woman standing beside us at the winter formal.
“I can’t date you,” I told that handsome guy who so...

I'M HOLDING A CONTEST!

Hey People,


I'm holding my very first, very original contest!!

Prompt: I can’t believe you.


Short story
 Must be no more than 150 words, and somehow relate to the line I can’t believe you. You CAN directly put this line into your piece. The short story can be written in any genre and style you like.
 
Poetry
Must be no more than 10 stanzas; please do not write narrative poems that exceed the limit of 150 words. 

Title:
*Your title* #ICBYShortStory
                Or
*Your title* #ICBYPoetry


Deadline:
December 31st, 2018 (This may be changed over the course of this month)


Side note: I WILL REPUBLISH THIS PIECE 1000 TIMES!

Human #tenwords

The smoke made me realize how vulnerable humans truly are.



 

Defining Pain

Tw; Mention of murder

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Pain feels like murder without a suspect,
A crime without a culprit,
An unjust law, with no one there to fix it.

Pain is that rainy spring morning, when you watched those kids jumping in puddles; their yellow boots dirtied from mud, while you stayed inside. Pain is that day when you watched Leo open the umbrella for Anna, while you stood shivering in your sweater.

Pain looks like yesterday,
When Trisha walked away,
A friend you lost, for not living her way.

Pain is that lonely summer afternoon, when everyone was in the pool. When you were the only one inside because you were afraid you'd get 'fat shamed.' Pain is that day when you watched Tiffany's mom, kiss her forehead; and you stood there looking at the drawing of "Mommy" in your hand.

Pain tastes like curdled milk,
Unflavoured yogurt,
Medicine that instead, makes your tummy hurt.

Pain is that cold fall afternoon,...

Answering Catherinely Me's Q&A



1. Have you ever found yourself questioning your sexual preference when you met someone? If so, who?
Very bad starting question! Lol. I don't think so?
2. Complete which one pairs with your gender (or body type)
    a. Girls - Have you ever gotten your period and bled through really bad in a public place?
Who do you think you are, asking such questions?! No, I haven't.
    b. Guys - Have you ever gotten an uncomfortable erection in a public place?
I am not a guy, but really...this is the weirdest question, ever!
3. How many people have you dated, and what is the numbers girls:guys?
Never dated.
4. What do you think of this pun?
    "What was Forrest Gump's password?
    1forest1." (If you don't get it say it out loud lol)
I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY PERSON WHO KNEW THAT PUN!
5. Who is your favorite YouTuber?
Uhh...Llama Arts and...

Early Pearl Q&A

So very late in doing this, but whatever...


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Q: Do you like/use autocorrect?
A: No, no, no!!! Auto correct always changes what I'm trying to say, then I wind up typing/texting something stupid!

Q: How many pieces have you looked back on and cringed while reading them?
A: 61/61 I don't  really like my works.

Q: How many siblings do you have, and what are you among them (oldest, middle child, etc)?
A: Waaaaah!!!! Why did you have to ask? I am the 6th oldest (16 years old) of 13 kids (or was it 14-15 kids)?

Q: What is your all-time favorite movie quote? Also tell what movie and character it’s from, bonus points if you know the actor! :D
A: "I can do this all day!" -Captain America-Captain America: Civil War (Chris Evans) and "Sometimes I want to punch you in your perfect teeth." Iron Man-Captain America Civil War (Robert Downy Jr.)

Q: What is the most terrifying...

Changing Moon: A Werewolf Story (Chapter 6)

Thought I forgot, didn't ya!


You can read
Chapter one: Here
Chapter two: Here
Chapter three: Here
Chapter four: Here
Chapter five: Here

Shadow
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    Early the morning of the moon, I was at Angel’s house. Angel had a luxurious house, tall ceiling to floor French window, silk, champagne colored curtains, and curved cherry stairs. Her house was magnificent! Angel and I sat on the brown chesterfield sofa, in the living room, talking.
“Angel, I-I have to tell you something,” I said, deciding it was time she knew who I truly was.
“Okay,” she replied, a crescent smile on her lips.
“Well actually I- I have to show you,” I said, my voice trembling.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, grabbing my hand, as I stood. “I-” before I could answer her door swung open, and in stormed her father, and an army of man in black suites.
“Dad! You’re home, uh, early,” Angel said eyeing all the men in suites.

     “Hon,...

Fragile

No need to tell me how bad this piece is, I know :(


as fragile as a porcelain doll
i prayed i wouldn't fall
around me i had built a wall

as fragile as a china set
i didn't think i was broken yet
oh how weak humans can get

as fragile as the land you plow
i hope that you know
my heart never got the chance to grow

my heart made from porcelain, you watched it shatter. you didn't dare to pick up the pieces and glue them back together. a fragile specimen away from the protection of her wall. no one was there to catch her fall.

as fragile as life, i've wilted away
no one even utters my name
love, can you feel the pain?

of course you don't understand
damned is the ego of man
you think you aren't fragile...
                    but you are
because honey, both of us are fragile to the stars.

 

Extraordinary in the Ordinary

i hold my heart in my hands



my hands, freezing to the touch
my heart, its coldness relating much

my hands have no eyes
yet i let them guide my heart
my hands hear your cries
a sound my heart despise
but my hands, they want to
hold you, comfort you
but my heart, doesn't know what to do

 

Once the World Was...

The World Was Once...

Once,

the word was a beautiful place. Every day cotton candy, white and fluffy, filled the sky. Oceans were made from a blue cocktail, the land a green plush. The air was the softest breeze of beautiful aromas, flowery scents and vanilla. The mountains formed the highest thrones...

                    But this was before the beasts roamed.


Now the world isn't such a beautiful place.
Every day volcanic clouds fills the air. Oceans are greasy, oily, and stinky. I choke on the air made of gas, the gray wind carrying the scent of trash. The once green cushions, are now hardened clumps of rubble. And the mountains...

 The mountains trap me inside the once beautiful world.
 

CONTEST UPDATE; THE DUE DATE HAS CHANGED + MORE

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Hey ya'll!

December is gonna be a bad month for me, and January I'm going to have finals. This means the contest due date has been changed. I won't be accepting entries after DECEMBER 10TH, 2018. Winners will be announced DECEMBER 15TH, 2018!

All of you who participated in this, thank you!!!! You guys are awesome!!!

Good news Changing Moon fans!!!!
CHAPTER 6 IS COMING MONDAY (the 26th of November)


Thanks and Hugs,
Mina
Also, a shout out to a few peeps:
Catherinely Me
Paperbird
R.J. Elsewhere
Quille
Kitty Cheshire
Avin
Check these people out!!!!

Lastly, a big fat surprise awaits contestants of my contest!!!!!!!!!

Life and Death



Sometimes I look down on all the smiling people, I make the sun shine brighter, I make the pools cooler, the ice cream sweeter, and your smile wider. I am the colours of the rainbow, and the green in the grass. I am the child in Mommy's arms, and the father hard at work. I'm that test in front of you, and that B- scribbled in red ink. But there are those who don't want me, care for me, love me. There are those, who on happy days, stay inside, curtains shut, and they just pray for life to  go away.
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I am the hypothermia you get during winter, I am Cancer and its cure. I'm the mold forming in your corners. I am the raindrops sliding down your window, the shattered heart you draw on the pane. I am the brown in the grass, the gray in the sky, and the pain in your chest. I turn your...

#6 Things...describing me

1. Athletic
I was number one in my gymnastics class. I stopped at the Arabian double front and Amanar vault. Soccer player, kickboxing, wrestling, archery,  and track.


2. Insomniac
It is currently 3:31am, need I say more?

3. Marvel Fanatic
I can't go a day without watching Marvel, talking about the characters, or reading comics.

4. Anxiety
I get anxiety when I have an exam coming up, when a new Marvel movie comes out and i don't have time to watch it, when my parents call my name, when I don't know what to write, when my friend breaks up with her boyfriend, etc.

5. Lonely
No one understands me, and no one is ever really there for me. Acquaintances doesn't mean friend.

6. Depressed
See 5.

On Fire


The  air;
is thick and dry,
I'm struggling to see,

I'm burning

In my car;
I scream and shout,
I can't get out,
I'm burning

On the outside;
It's red
and yellow
flames everywhere
Dancing in the wind, like wild hair

My skin;
is sizzling,
melting,
I'm on fire, and I'm burning. 

 

My Responses to @rosemarywisdom's Q&A

1. Do you have a favorite line from a movie/TV show/book? Why? 
My fave movie line would be, "I could do this all day," Captain America -Civil War. I just love this line, and idk why. My favorite book line would probably be, "jackass, jackass on the wall, where's the info on Hex Hall?" Sophia Mercer in  "Spell Bound" I just have an unconditional love for this phrase.

2. Describe your ideal outfit. 

I usually only wear black. But I guess in my dreams, I'm curvy (I'm literally a stick), and wearing a beautiful floral dress... Does that answer this question? 

3. If you could dye your hair any color, what would it be? Or would you choose to not dye it? 

I never dyed my hair, but if I would, I'd probably dye it burgundy or red, just by the tips. I have really thick, curly hair and I just don't  think it would look nice completely a...

#WARNING-Lonely


Tw; profanity, r/p/, murd//
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If you were to give me a label, what would it say and why?

My label would say lonely,
cuz no one gives a fuck when I cry.


I want to give you a label, what should I write across the tape?

You should write lonely,
cuz no one cared when I was almost ra/ed.


What do you think when you see the label: Murder?

I think of the word lonely,
and how I miss my mother.


If I were given a label, it'd  say lonely.
Because I know, no one truly loves me.

Horn #Zixmusic (THIS WAS ORIGINALLY FOR A CONTEST, BUT I WAS LATE IN PUBLISHING)



BEFORE I START, THIS WAS MY HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE,ATTEMPT AT MAKING MY OWN VERSION OF BEYONCE'S HALO. SO THAT BEING SAID, I KNOW ITS HORRENDOUS, BUT HERE YOU GO, ANYWAY.
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Remember those days I cried
Remember all the nights you lied
Every day we had a fight
You never even heard my side
 
You found a way to break me down
You kept me at a far distance
Never even wanted me around
But I can see the light now
 
 
It feels like I’m dying
Every beat I’m trying
I wish I woulda known before
I won’t let you back in
 
Every time I go out
I’m engulfed in all your pain
Baby, I can hear your horn
I can’t ever forget your name
 
You’re everything I loathe and more
It’s flowing through all your veins
Baby, I can hear your horn
I pray it’ll go away
 
I hear your horn blowing...

Thief!



I just remembered a  time when I was a kid...

Tip toeing across the floor;
slowly, slowly i open the door.

Nana made chocolate cake;
But while she's out, it's mine to take.

Slowly, slowly open the lid;
to snatch the sweets, Nana hid.

Munching, munching
so, so good.

Licking  my fingers,
as I'm snatched by the hood.


 

B.A.L.L.O.O.N.S. #-balloons


 
Blue balloons on a stand

All them waiting to meet my hand

Lemon coloured in a row

Lime coloured, what a show!

Orange balloons looking at me

Oval shaped, a sight to see!

None as grand as the

Simple white balloon in my hand.

Novel Writing Competition 2018

Disguised Assassin Part 1

"Take him to the dungeons!" Queen Azmia commanded.



"Yes, your highness," the guard replied dipping his head low, and then dragging the man away. The man screamed and shouted, hoping to the gain the attention of bystanders. But the people of the Shams Kingdom knew well enough not to interfere with a situation led by the royal guard.
"Please! I'm innocent!" The man cried. The guards ignored him, shoving him from the back into his cell. With no time to bring his bound hands up in front of him, he landed on the stone floor, face first.

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Queen Azmia smiled as she heard the cries of the man. What was the name of the handsome young man? Queen Azmia thought, No matter, I'll find out sooner or later. The queen stood from her throne, heads lowering as she descended. 
"Your highness, is there something you need us to do?" Aisha, the wisest woman in the assembly of elders asked. ...

I'm Drowning

i can't breathe,
i'm underwater,
trying to grab for the surface...

                but i can't breathe.

i'm holding my breath,
trying not to swallow,
the water...

                but it's already in my lungs.

i can't see,
i shut my eyes,
to keep out the chloride...
                   but my eyes are already blurred and red.

i can't breathe.
i'm underwater,
and i can't see.
                    i'm drowning.

Changing Moon: A Werewolf Story (Chapter 5)



Shadow

Soon we were back in school, and we (Fang, Scar, and I) turned seventeen. Because we’re putting on this ‘twin’ façade, Angel celebrated our birthday on Fang’s (August 12th).  Fang is the oldest by 4 days, 7 hours, 3 minutes, and thinking… 7.849 seconds. Okay, no one cares about the technicalities. I come next, 2 days before Scar; which makes Scar the youngest. Angel had her birthday, the second day of our returning to school, and Sheela the same day. Tanner had turned 17 before we cliqued, and Clifton still hadn’t turned seventeen.

Things finally kicked into action, one day when I had witnessed something very suspicious. After lunch hours, when everyone is usually taking break; Sheela, Tanner, and Clifton were standing by the door of the science lab, even though we were given strict orders from Ms. Leu, the science teacher to and I quote: “Stay FAR AWAY FROM THE SCIENCE LAB!”Like a good person, I decided...

SORRY, ANOTHER UPDATE


Hey people,


 I didn’t get enough votes on which piece to write a second part on, so “Changing Moon” will not be up today. BUT don’t worry; next week is Thanksgiving break. So I have a whole week off!! The contest will be up soon (later probably). For more info on the voting thing check out my piece I GUESS THIS IS AN UPDATE! So thanks again for all your support, all of you are amazing!

People, you all are commenting “congrats!” Do ya’ll want me to review a piece? I mean it’s totally fine if you don’t, but just offering.


Stay awesome folks! Never stop writing, and always write free! Again, I just want to thank you all for all of your support, because if you've read my piece Reflection then you know how much I've been through. You all mean so much to me, and so does WtW. Thank you ♥
 
Hugs and more hugs,
Mina

I GUESS THIS IS AN UPDATE!

Okay, so I'm not the one to do updates on WtW (Unless its for a certain novel, hang tight I'll get to that), but I just HAVE TO DO THIS ONE!!!!!

1ST WHAT IN THE HECK?! HOW DO I HAVE 50 FOLLOWERS?!♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
I made an account in September, but never posted anything until October 24, 2018. You know what that means? I haven't even been on here for a month! SO SHOUT OUT TO (ctrl+F to find name):

  1. stripedfly1001
  2. Faith Camp
  3. Special Shout Out to Catherinely Me
  4. Special Shout Out to rosemarywisdom
  5. Unamor_Unavida
  6. Special Shout Out to Your Local Flynn
  7. hibasaurus
  8. lianhabanana!
  9. Super Duper Special Shout Out to Kitty Cheshire
  10. Ivy
  11. Grazella
  12. palindrome
  13. Luna Lemon
  14. Johanna
  15. mouniafarissi
  16. Special Shout Out to R.J.Elsewhere
  17. 2A,2H and 1D
  18. Gabriel Goodwin
  19. AbigailSauble
  20. Corner Writing Club I know this is two people, but whatever + special shout out.
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  22. Nonny21
  23. Chloe_Cat
  24. Catlover
  25. star_girl
  26. ancientvoices
  27. Quille
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  31. valentina
  32. Special Shout Out to PineappleGirl
  33. Majestically...

Disguised Assassin

"Take him to the dungeons!" Queen Azmia commanded.



"Yes, your highness," the guard replied dipping his head low, and then dragging the man away. The man screamed and shouted, hoping to the gain the attention of bystanders. But the people of the Shams Kingdom knew well enough not to interfere with a situation led by the royal guard.
"Please! I'm innocent!" The man cried. The guards ignored him, shoving him from the back into his cell. With no time to bring his bound hands up in front of him, he landed on the stone floor, face first.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Queen Azmia smiled as she heard the cries of the man. What was the name of the handsome young man? Queen Azmia thought, No matter, I'll find out sooner or later. The queen stood from her throne, heads lowering as she descended.  "Your highness, is there something you need us to do?" Aisha, the wisest woman in the assembly of elders asked. ...

Five Endings

5 Endings

He turned and smiled, tears welling in his eyes, but not overflowing. "Goodbye Mama," he whispered to the woman sobbing in the doorway.


"Look out!" Allan yelled. But it was too late, the Bugatti Veyron sped pass, taking Robert with it.

"I...I see light," Payola said, her voice a whisper; "Pa-" Valentina choked; then Payola's eyes closed.

Kamala spun and spun, her dress twirling with each step, and then Bam! Kamala fell hard on the floor, and the crowd burst into laughter.

"Save yourselves!" Captain Roger commanded. If I can't save me, I'll save you all, Dean thought, as he ran from the barrack, to confront the ambushing army.

JOKES!

Just got out of history class, and I got extra credit for telling these jokes:


(Some of these may be corny, but they're school appropriate):

Did you hear about the shampoo shortage in Jamaica?
It was Dread-full

What's the difference between a guitar and a fish?
You can't tuna fish!

What happens if you eat yeast and shoe polish every night?
Every morning, you'll rise and shine!

Why did the picture go to jail?
Because it was framed!

How do you make holy water?
Boil the hell out of it!

What do you call a bee that lives in America?
A USB!
 

@Catherinely Me's, "I Could Write Song Lyrics!"

Hey Catherine, 
 

So here's what I got now. I tried going for positivity, and this is where it took me...

The frosty, welcoming morning air,
Defiantly jaunty,  jolts me aware.
Waking me
Taking me
Guiding me on the journey ahead.

With unexpected willpower galore. My hope forces me to do more.

Hopeful
Hopeful
​Yes I'm hopeful.
I'm hopeful for  the day ahead.
Hopeful for the sun shining overhead.
I'm hopeful every time I wake, breathing just fine
.
I'm hopeful every morning when I feel the heater warming.
.....I AM LOST! 
I can't think of anything else but yeah, this is why most my works are depressing.  

Behind A Wall (Broken-Heart)


I like it when your tears burn trenches in your face.

I like it  when you're broken, and you lose all pride  and grace.
 
I like it when your hand shakes when you write; when you cry and cry till you get your words just right.


I like it when your heart breaks,  lodged on a stake.

I like it when you no longer try, when you break down  and cry. When your road ahead, twists and turns;  when your dreams become twined in overgrown ferns.

I like it when you're a bird with no wings, a Canary that can't sing, love without a feel...

               A girl with built up walls, to serve as a shield.

Secret

 VIOLENCE  and FOUL LANGUAGE
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"What the fuck do you want?" I bark. Eloise smiles, "you," she laughs. "Stay the fuck away from me, creepy bitch," I reply. I storm away, leaving Eloise in  the park, sitting on the withered bench.

"Laura!" Eloise yells, I keep walking, ignoring the yells of the woman behind me. "Laura,  come back!" Eloise screams. I stop in my tracks, as a scene plays in my head.


It's dark, Eloise and I are huddled together. "I love you," Eloise whispers. I smile, "show me you love me," I reply.

Another  scene plays in my head.

Bill, my ex boyfriend is dead on the floor, lying in a pool of his own blood. "Eloise! What the bloody hell happened?!" I hysterically scream. Eloise looks scared, a knife in her hand, "he found out," she says, her hand shaking. "What the fu- I'm calling the police!" I cry, looking through my purse for  my phone. "Please Laura,...

I'm Done

Guess who called today?

My mom. The very woman who ruined my life; am I ungrateful for saying that? Maybe. But I no longer give a damn about what's right and what's wrong. I tried to be the good girl. 

Today, after my mom called,  I cried. My parents told me, "if every time your  mom calls, you put on this show, we're just going to block her number."

Show? Is that what all of this is, a show? I've been living without a phone call from my mom, for about 12 years... And when she calls outta nowhere I'm putting on a show.
Do you know how bad it feels to know your family hates one another? Do you know how bad it feels to know,  when you wake up in the morning, you hear your parents talking about how they want to give you back? Back to the system.

I've tried talking to my parents about how I...

UPDATE

Hey,


"Changing Moon: A Werewolf Story (Chapter 5)," will not be up today, sorry. I know I said it will, but so much is happening, and I'm not in the mood. In the meantime, continue writing and doin ya thang :)

Read my other works on  My Profile



Thanks everyone for all your support,
Mina
 

Don't Cry

I'm shedding tears, though you told me not to.


I don't mean to be rebellious; but I've had enough. All these bottled up emotions, have to be released. You're weak, you say, but if crying is weak, is being human weak as well?

Breathe, you say; but I've been breathing for 16 damn years, and nothing has changed. Pray, you say; but I've been praying since the moment I've learnt to talk.

                                            Breathing and praying won't help when you're Ma's mistake.

Breathing won't help when you're the reason Ma walked away. Praying won't help when you're the reason Pa remains anonymous.

Lift up your chin, you say; but how can I when I'm told to lower my head in humility? Write, you say; but can I write beyond the censorship?

Don't cry, because crying is for the weak.
Don't cry, because you're too old for that.
Don't cry, because you aren't the victim.

I'm...

It's Okay, So You Say

You tell me, everything will be okay.

But will it really be okay? Or are you just trying to make me feel better?

UPDATEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

CHANGING MOON CHAPTER 5 WILL BE UP TOMORROW!!!!!!!


SO THE REST OF THE STORY HAS CHANGED SINCE I HAD TO EDIT CHAPTER 5, BUT WHATEVER. SO SO...
IF YOU HAVEN'T READ CHAPTER 1, CLICK: Here
CHAPTER 2: Here
CHAPTER 3: Here
CHAPTER 4: Here


Okie dokes,
Mina

Bite Me

Vladimir lay in Godfrey's arm, looking gaunt and pale; life slowly inching it's way out of him. His alabaster skin turning almost translucent. Godfrey watched through blurring eyes, "Vlad, take all you need," he said, his words almost a sob. "Whatever do you mean?" Vladimir replied, knowing all the while what his distraught friend meant.

"I  know you're one of them. You don't have to hide from me anymore," Godfrey explained, his voice trembling. "I would never hurt you," Vladimir replied, he knew he was dying, and his friend; his only friend was desperately trying to save him.

"You could only hurt me, by leaving me. So bite me," Godfrey said, resolution in his voice. Vladimir knew he couldn't convince his friend otherwise, he could hardly keep his own eyes open. His fangs protruded instinctively as his now barely opened eyes zoned in on the pulsating vein in Godfrey's neck.

Godfrey leaned forward, over the body of his dying friend; making...

Novel Writing Competition 2018

Disguised Assassin Part 1

    My song is interrupted by a scream- Luce's scream. I drop my guitar, and scramble up the hill. "Luce?!" I call. When I reach the top of the hill, Sofia, Rosetta, and Luce are standing at the top of the hill, laughing. "What the hell, Luce!" I yell; I can tell her laugh isn't real, she's only trying to fit in. "What the hell is this about, Luce?" I inquire, trying to keep my frustration under control. I completely ignore Sofia and Rosetta's stupid smug smiles and make a mental note to slap them later. Luce looks past me, down the hill, and then turns her back.

    I turn and start to head down the hill, when I see Jackson and the twins. Jackson is holding my guitar- So Luce was a distraction?I run, trip, stumble, and roll down the hill, all the while yelling at the three douchebags to leave my guitar alone. "Put my guitar...

ANNOUNCEMENT...OR WHATEVER

UH HUH, I SAID I WON'T DO ANNOUNCEMENTS, BUT HERE I AM DOING AN ANNOUNCEMENT...WHO CARES

"CHANGING MOON: A WEREWOLF STORY (CHAPTER 5)" WILL NOT BE COMING UP FOR A WHILE. I HAVE RECENTLY LEARNT THAT POSTS WILL BE TAKEN DOWN, DUE TO THIS SO CALLED CENSORSHIP. CHAPTER 5, WAS KINDA VIOL**T, SO I'LL HAVE TO EDIT THOSE PAGES BEFORE POSTING. IN THE MEANTIME, CONTACT WtW ADMIN, AND TELL THEM HOW YOU GUYS FEEL ABOUT THIS, BRING THIS SITUATION TO AWARENESS. THAT'S ALL I HAVE TO SAY AS OF RIGHT NOW.



ALWAYS WRITE FREE,
Mina

@Catherinely Me's "I *COULD* WRITE SONG LYRICS!!!!!!!!"

So this is a bit depressing but it was the only pre-written poem I have available, rn.

If this isn't what you're looking for, just let me know, and I'll send you another :)
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Title: One by One

One by one we all fall down
All these days I feel I’ve drowned
I try and hold my ground;
 
But these feelings they take me,
Make me,
Hold me,
Squeeze me,

Why can't they just release me?

 

Lori: All In My Mind

Lori laid on the small cot, reading her journal in front of her.


"My dearest Dylan,
Love is true. Love is here. I have love at my fingertips.
Life was given to those who live. Living was given to those with life."


Lori closed her notebook, tears streaming down her face.
Why did you do this to me, Dylan? She silently asked.

Lori had no one left to talk to. Everyone she had once knew was too afraid to talk to her, because she was insane. She was crazy, absurd, a freak- a freak no one wanted to talk to. Lori no longer had time to meddle with the people around her, so she decided to seclude herself to her mind; where only she and Dylan resided.

Lori, you know I never meant what I said. Dylan sent back, his deep disembodied voice ringing through her mind.
But I loved you! Lori protested.
Your fault. Dylan flatly replied, suggesting he...

All In My Mind

Just when I thought I could hate no more, you came into my life.

Just when I thought I've overcame my fears,
you showed up.
You whispered in my ears, all the lies I wished to hear.

And now...

                                I'm stuck battling between truth and falsehood.

Lost in time, nowhere to go.

I should haunt you like you haunt me, hurt you like you hurt me.

But maybe this is all a dream blocking me from reality.

Maybe you never came?

                        Maybe that's why I'm locked away in a ward

Because I don't know what's real and fake in this world.

Unconventional

Falling For Nothing

why do i
even try


to fall in love with you?

you are like a shadow...

                                                You will eventually vanish...


and chasing something no longer there, is sheer stupidity.

Changing Moon: A Werewolf Story (Chapter 4)

CHAPTER 4, WOOHOO! DIDN'T THINK I COULD MAKE IT THIS FAR!

JUST THE USUAL:
READ CHAPTER 1 Here.
READ CHAPTER 2 Here.
READ CHAPTER 3 Here
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Angel

    Angel sighed, "I think I love you." Kyle looked at Angel, a look of both shock and excitement, or maybe it was just shock? Is he going to say it back? Angel thought, her heart beating a thousand times faster, but to her surprise, Kyle looked away, almost as if he were crying. She wanted to reach out and cup his face in her hands, but maybe she had already gone too far. Maybe Kyle didn’t like her; maybe this was all in her head. Angel sat up, and tried her hardest not to look into Kyle’s face.  I think I love you too. Was she imagining it? Had Kyle just said those six words? Angel looked at Kyle, and he back at her, a smile etched across both their...

The Feelings Aren't Mutual|#paperbirdcontest

"I'm going to kiss you now," he said, and at that moment, it felt a million needles stabbed into my heart.

 How  could I tell him, I already love another? He cupped my face in his large, beefy hands, and the skin beneath scorched as if the sun bore down on me. "You're blushing," he whispered, as my face turned all sorts of red; but little did he know, my body was rejecting his very touch.

"'Um, I have to go," I said, hoping he couldn't hear the lie in my voice. But he  said, "Let me come with you." He hurriedly jumped to his feet, and held out his hand, to help me up. I put my hand in his, and as the warmth of his hand, covered mine, a million more needles pierced my heart. His genuine smile, lustful eyes, he really loved me. But, I don't love him.

"Anastasia," he whispered, I looked at him, and his...

I Begged You| #contestfor69

Do you remember when I fell to my hands and knees;
And I begged you,
   Please! Don't do this to me?

Do  you remember when I cried day and night, pondering over our fight;
And I begged you,
   Please, just hold me tight?

Do  you remember when I reminded you of the days, when we used to watch the ocean waves;
And I begged you,
   Just look into my eyes and hold my gaze?

Do you remember all those times, I listened to your crimes;
And I begged you,
   To make your future something sublime?

And I remember with dread, the night you forsake my bed.

The night you left me for another...
     Now I'm alone, in the empty space, under my cover.

SomeFormOfWriting

Dear SFOW,
I have only been on  WtW for a short while, and  I never really knew you, but your works were really great, just so you know. You are an aspiring writer, and I wish there weren't restrictions here, because your works deserves to be read. I wish I had gotten to know you better.


Never ever let restrictions stop you. Always keep writing,
-Mina☹️☹️

Changing Moon: A Werewolf Story (Chapter 3)

CHAPTER 3 IS FINALLY UP!
IF YOU HAVEN'T READ CHAPTER 1, CLICK Here.

AND IF YOU HAVEN'T READ CHAPTER 2, CLICK Here.
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 Shadow

    One day, I was hanging out with Angel when I got a call from Scar. He told me they had found two suspects. It was getting late, and Angel had to get home, anyways, so me, just upping and leaving wasn’t a big deal, Thank God, for coincidences.

     I met up with Fang and Scar, at an almost deserted gas station. I thought it’d be closed, considering most the lights were out, and there were only two cars, parked in the lot- The suspect’s and the worker. The station was on the side of the road, we decided not to bring our car, as to not draw attention to ourselves. Considering, we are still werewolves, we can run abnormally fast in comparison to humans, and even vehicles. We stayed behind the trees,...

Turned to Stone

Hospital Room

"Emerson!" It was the last thing I remember hearing, before waking up to bright lights and a needle in my arm.

"Will she be okay?" I hear someone ask; probably my mom- but my head is too foggy to make out who's saying what. The long blue curtain in the hospital room slowly peels open.  "Emmie? Emmie, you up?"-Dad. After moaning, groaning, and a failed attempt to sit up, I put my head back on the flat white pillows. "Hey dad," I say, in a faint whisper. "How you feelin?" He asks. "Like my brain was put in a blender," my words slur. "What happened?" He asks, concern scribbled all over his face. "I was about to ask you the same," I reply; because seriously, why in heck am I in the hospital?"You don't remember?" Dad asks, his face looking all the more worried. I shake my head. Dad stands, "I'll go talk with the doctor," he says; then...

10 Second Essays

10 Second Essays

1. Because you look happy on the outside, doesn't mean you're happy in the inside.


2. Pain is self-inflicted, always.

3. A person only hurts you, as much as YOU let them.

4. If a picture is worth a thousand words, why don't you judge a book by its cover?

5. If you couldn't keep the secret, why do you expect me to?

6. Everyone has their own perfect imperfections.

UPDATE...

SO I KNOW I SAID I WON'T DO ANNOUNCEMENTS, BUT I HAVE TO DO THIS ONE.

I told a few of you that part 3 of "Changing Moon" will be up today. However my weekend has seemed to take a busy turn, so unfortunately part 3 will have to wait until Monday. In the meantime read chapters 1 and 2 of "Changing Moon: A Werewolf Story."


Love, 
Mina

Changing Moon: A Werewolf Story (Chapter 2)


HERE IS CHAPTER TWO OF “CHANGING MOON: A WEREWOLF STORY”

IF YOU HAVEN’T READ CHAPTER 1, CLICK Here
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Angel

     Angel stood in the rest-room, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Kyle Riley, she thought. His yellow eyes, firm jaw, beautiful tannish skin, and straight white teeth; his face couldn’t get out of her mind, not like she wanted it to anyway. Angel opened and closed her hand, remembering the feel of his hand, in hers. She squeezed her hand shut, and closed her eyes, thinking of how perfectly, his strong, sturdy hand fit in hers. “Angel?” Sheela, stalked into the bathroom, in her purple and black punk clothes. Sheela had been Angel’s friend for almost three years now; ever since Sheela became an intern at Angel’s dad’s company of ‘Monster hunting.’ “Oh, hey Shells, what’s up?” Angel replied, hoping Sheela hadn’t realized what she was doing. “Angel, you’ve been standing here, for a minute, let’s get...

Changing Moon: A Werewolf Story (Chapter 1)

Shadow
   
    
     I grew up in the dark, away from our enemies, the humans. Their only desire is to hunt us, and rid the Earth of our kind. We want to be left alone, is that too much to ask? They tell stories of us werewolves, stories that I assure you are not true. They terrorize people with their stories of vicious attacks, and so the world doesn’t see us for who we are. My name is Shadow Dark-Claw.

    Things started to evolve, when my father, Chief Silver Blood Dark-Claw, appointed me and my two friends as his personal spies. You see, we’ve got enemies amongst ourselves, a few young ones, of my age, followed after their parents, and to this day work with the humans to destroy us, the Ukani Clan. Years ago, their parents told humans of our location, who then raided our dens, and killed many of us. Though I was only a babe at the...

Dark Soul

The dark clouds swirled around me, and my breath hitched as I thought air was being taken away. I closed my eyes against the battering pain, and then I hear my name.“Esmeralda,” came a girl’s voice, so low, I strained to hear. “Esmeralda,” this time she sounded near. A fierce yank, and I was awake; I opened my eyes and peered into the bright sky.
 
The sun so bright, I begin to think I lost my sight. “What do you see?” said she. “Light,” I replied. I was yanked again, “Look again!” she cried, and to her command, I obliged. From the voice came a body, battered and bruised so severely. She was a soul of no color, composed of light- I winced at her sight.  I turned my face-afraid to look at her bloodied grace.
“Look upon me,” said she, “What do you see?” And there came a word; Agony.
 
“What is this discomfort, this...

The Challenge of Courage

Courage

You won't dream until you believe. You won't succeed until you fail. You won't hate until you love.

You won't have courage until you cry.

The Challenge of Courage

Courage

You won't dream, until you believe. You won't succeed, until you fail. You won't hate, until you love.

You won't have courage, until you cry.

I HAVE AN IDEA...

I HAVE AN IDEA, BUT I AM LACKING THE COURAGE TO PULL THROUGH WITH THIS IDEA.
I PROBABLY WILL NOT EVER WRITE AN ANNOUNCEMENT LIKE THIS AGAIN; BUT I SERIOUSLY NEEDED SOME HELP.

SO I'M THINKING ABOUT PUTTING ONE OF MY STORIES UP...REPEAT THINKING...AND I SERIOUSLY DON'T THINK I SHOULD, BECAUSE...I WROTE IN A NEW GENRE AND STYLE, AND WELL, I DON'T THINK I DID SO WELL.

IF YOU PEOPLE WANNA SEE A FANTASY, WEREWOLF, ROMANCE-Y STORY, PLEASE DO COMMENT A 'YES' OR WHATEVER YOU'D NORMALLY COMMENT.

AFTERWARDS, FORGET I DID THIS ANNOUNCEMENT, AND JUST STAY TUNED :)

Love,
Mina

What You Gave Me

You gave me love that made me grow.

You  gave me love that made me happy, you gave us love that made us grow.

But then you let me go.
But then you let us go.

You gave me days filled with sorrow. You gave me nights filled with pain.
  
You left memories that made me chummy like spring rain...
... But memories are only orbs of the past  we can no longer relive; a look-back of times we should forgive.

You gave me false dreams and lies that burnt like stream.
You gave me promises you couldn't keep.

What you gave me....
                 But what I gave in return.

I gave you light in every limb,
I gave you love that never dims.

But you threw me away with your trash. Remember, one man's trash is another man's treasure.
You gave me stoicism, introvertism...a sense of optimism.

Awake... Still

I just can't sleep. Even Mr. Kittys' bundles up at my feet.

I'm bored out of my mind. As I listen to the clock chime.

 Passing time with this rhyme. Smiling as I write each line.

Hang on, now I'm thinking about that show called 'Good Times'.

To all you nappers, sleepers,dreamers, and ice creamers--where'd that come from?

Sweet Dreams!

Q&A @Kitty Cheshire

Hey Kitty,


So,because it's kinda getting crazy in the "Why I Write" comments, I guess we could just chat here :)

If you feel these q's are too personal, then you don't have to answer :)

1) Do you like any other color, besides black?

2) How long have you been writing?

3) What's your favorite movie?

4) Why is your favorite movie, your favorite movie? lol

5) Who's your favorite author?

6)What's your favorite book? Why?

And I'll stop here :) Feel free to ask me any other q's.

Love,
Mina
 

Sounds Assail Me

All These Sounds

This certain sound...
when I hear it, I cover my ears and drop to the ground.

This certain noise...
when I hear it, reminds me of my past, that was destroyed.

This certain blare...
when I hear it, I know no one cares.

This certain laugh...
reminds me of the  sin(s) done on my behalf.



Sounds hurt me, make me, haunt me...sounds assail me.

Lack of Control


What happens when I lose control?

When I lose control, the heart becomes twisted, hurt, and constricted.
The heart becomes a bad blood clot; it turns into a series of painful knots.
Each knot has a name, from love, to lost, to pain.
 
Rivers of salty, clear water stream down a smooth surface,
Dabbing at the endless stream, wondering, what’s the purpose?
 
Days go by in a blur, as all these emotions stir. No longer feeling,
On the life-line, I’m reeling.
 
This day I’m filled with sorrow; will it pass by the morrow?

Your World in Three Senses

My Inscrutable Haven

That one place that I call my haven, it small but roomy, it smells like Earth but stank of mold. Its warm but damp from morning dew. Its quiet but filled with noise. Its hidden and alive. Its lonely but crowded; its my safe haven.

Deep in the heart of the Oregon Ash Tree garden, Beyond the gates of my yard, pass all the streets and noise of the city, far from the insults of my peers, berating of my parents, quarrels with my siblings, and pain from my reality, lies my haven. So unfathomable is it, no one dares to look for me there, when I leave all those hours, to escape. Where I can throw my shoes off without being told, "Put your shoes on the rack!" And run through the small marsh. Where I can sing with the birds and not be told, "Hush! You'll wake the baby!" Where I can cry my heart out without being...

Personal Essay Competition: Making Change

Unity

    I was born in a land, in which its dwellers were shackled in chains made of misery, and tortured with harsh blows of grief and agony. All that was given were false hopes of happiness, hopes that didn’t last long. We were told formidable tales of heroes; heroes who don’t care about your life’s necessity, all because you have a lower income. Heroes who, raid foreign lands, and once filled their fleets with a race of people, whom did not deserve to be enslaved. People cry and pray for this ‘American Dream’ but the dream holders only gave that dream to whom they desired, and that dream wasn’t given to many.

    I am a teenager growing up in America, the land of opportunity, the land of freedom, the land that sweeps its problems under a rug, and trundles away. But eventually, our problems will begin to build, and our blanket of lies won’t be able to hide them anymore. If...

Why I Write

Why I Write...

I write to break free from my brutal reality, to escape my past, find my future, to hold on to the little light I have left in my dim world.

I write to express myself, to let out my anger, pain, happiness, and confusion.

I write to get lost in a world, where no one can haunt me.

I write because, writing is my passion.