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My Stories 7
Gone Gone. Somewhere I lost it. Somewhere along the line, I lost it. Maybe I can never get it back. About myself.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Tragedy & Horror, words: 278, 6/15/2012
Animalistic My name is Tazer. I can morph into animals and control electricity. My best friend, Sinner, is telepathic, can teleport, has dragonfly wings. We both hide our powers from everyone, of course. It we didn't my own race would lock us both up in a hospital. But what if word got out about our abilities? When everyone knows what we are capable of? Dedicated to my bff Tiffani!
Fiction: Fantasy, T, English, Fantasy & Friendship, words: 1k+, updated: 4/5/2012 published: 3/23/2012
Christelby » Christelby is crazy, that she'll admitelf. Crazy, and a vampire, and a murder, and only twelve. But she wants to be normal. To be happy. So she lives with a vampire family that has become her own, going to middle school, trying to live normally, pretending to be human. If Dasha, Hala, and Ilah are perfectly normal, why can't she be normal too?
Fiction: Supernatural, T, English, Angst & Drama, chapters: 25, words: 72k+, favs: 2, updated: 3/26/2012 published: 7/23/2011
2AnnaBelle and Cirrian: The Keori Islands » Christelby protects her nephew at all costs, leading her to murder anyone who might take revenge on her. However, Annie isn't going to let Christelby kill her boyfriend Cirrian because of it. But Christelby won't risk anyone killing the person she loves like he was her own. Christelby-she's not bad. Just overprotective. Another thing-they're all vampires.
Fiction: Romance, K+, English, Romance & Angst, chapters: 15, words: 51k+, favs: 1, updated: 8/28/2011 published: 7/30/2011
Poem of Kelt A poem I wrote, in the actual books, wrote by Leonardo Da Vinci. Relating to my other stories. Note, when it says Thou sweet daughter lay deranged, it does not mean Lilyth, the mother of the child, it means Christelby, the aunt.
Poetry: Life, K, English, Tragedy & Poetry, words: 247, 8/28/2011
The Game This is a poem I wrote the day my nephew died on 6/8/10. He was pulled out of a pool after being down for a long time, and was brain dead. He died about a day after being taken off his ventalater because he diserved to be let into Esylum.
Poetry: Family, K, English, Family & Tragedy, words: 406, 7/23/2011
1 After Twelve Years True poem, dedicated to my twelve year old brother Josh. Update: My brother is now thirteen, and we still do not get along
Poetry: Family, K, English, Hurt/Comfort & Family, words: 85, favs: 1, 7/18/2011
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