

Jane .prologue.*** PrologueJane .prologue.
"Lady Jane!" I heard from behind me as the door to my room was thrown open, it was lady Anne. Anne's cheeks were streaked with tears and her eyes were bloodshot and puffy. As she came to me I stood from my seat at the window and met her half way across the room.
"What is is Anne?" I whispered into her hair after a moment of embrace. When She leaned back to look at me I noticed something I had not before. Above Anne's left eye was a large black and purple bruise, and i knew exactly how she had gotten it.
"Ber-Ber..." Anne stuttered between sobs.
"Bernard."


Our Decisions III.After making up the guest bedroom, and showing jackie where the bathroom was, I made a night of it, and went to sleep.Our Decisions III.
It was a restless sleep, all through the night i tossed, and thrashed in my bed, with visions of small, unusual colored, deep blue bird slowly transform into a hawk, it would then take flight. I seemed to fly along with it as it moved, until it landed in Jackie's outstretched hand as she laughed, a cold and manipulative laugh.
Each time woke I had the eerie feeling that jackie was not who she appeared to be.
After what seemed like days of pointless sleep, the first signs of light appe


Our decisions II.It was dark when we entered the apartment, with the heavy blinds on the windows, and all the lights off. I gestured to one of the large armchairs just inside the living room and she went to sit down while I swept through the apartment flipping light switches as I went, flooding my home with light.Our decisions II.
I thought about Jacqueline sitting in my living room, she was so, strange, so new to me I had been waiting for something like this for years, but I had never prepared myself for it actually happening.
What did she want?
Just someone to spend her time with that could understand what she was going through


our decisions I.Imagine. Just try to imagine what you could do by controling the way people think. Imagine the possibilities. The ability to make any one believe you, no matter what you say or how much they disagree. Most people would do anything to have this ability, except the one person who does. Me. Jacob Michello.our decisions I.
There are rules to this gift that I have, but of course I made them up myself, being the only one to actually have to follow them. The number one rule I have to tell my self to follow is not to let any one know what I can do. If any one found out that I can control the mind of others it would just end badly. So,


Alphabet StewIts Anchors, aweigh. Its Anthem, a flameAlphabet Stew
Its Beak, bleak. Its Belief is weak.
Its Call, cracked. Its Child, now tracked.
Its Dearth, daughters. Its Death or slaughter.
Its Earth, erased. Its Eyes are replaced.
Its Faith, flung. Its Freedom is rung.
Its Gripes, grown. Its Glades, once aglow.
Its Hell, hither. Its Help, A tether.
Its Idiom, irate. Isolation.
Jocular Joy.
Kingship kindly.
Lachsadazical languish.
Momentarily monumentous. &


The Letter Dear You,The Letter
I hate you, and that's all there is to it. You said you'd fix it but you're never gonna do it. Like glue, you peel part of me off with you. Continue believing in you? That's just stupid.
Like a depressant, you never lived it up. Its too late for you and now you gotta give it up. An Acid, you burned me straight through.


The Scars I hurried through the corridors, unwilling to admit but most certainly aware that I was looking for Prince Gregory. I came upon him when he was quitting his study. He had just closed the door, but when he saw me he opened it up again and drew me inside. We didnt speak at all as we slipped our arms around each other and indulged in a long and tingling lovers embrace. I was able to forget my class and my woes for a bit, though I paused as his hands swept along my back. I thought of all the scars that time had left on my skin, how they were so abundant that it could be assumed menThe Scars
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Peace
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Eddie: You are gay. Act like it once in your life.
Peaches: Youre a man. Act like it once in your life.
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