Recovery-Chapter One by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Recovery-Chapter One
Grandfather, Im off to school! I said, rushing out the door, waving at an empty hallway. Grandpa never stood there anyway, it was just that I was really excited!
It was my first day of school in this town! I moved here not that long ago, 4 days ago to be exact. I used to live in some other town. Truthfully, I am really glad that I left that old place, it wasnt very pleasant there.
The school wasnt too far away luckily, so on days like this, sunny and beautiful, I could walk. It wasnt that I couldnt drive, I could. However, I had been cooped up in a house for four days unpacking.
I soon reached
Are you sure hes okay? Hes been standing there a long time. Voices came to my ears. However, I didnt even give them a thought. My thoughts were already consumed by something else.
A polished stone stood before me, surrounded by other polished stones, but this one, it hurt just looking at it. Why did she leave me? Why? Wasnt it going to be forever? Didnt you promise me that? Why did you break the promise?
I kneeled, my hand gently rubbing against the smooth surface of the stone. It read Cecilia Harmon, 1992-2009. The name meant so much to me; however, instead of love I felt in my heart
To my dear friends of PWO by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
To my dear friends of PWO
I find myself
Surrounded by my peers
Suspicious eyes
Judging my every move
I cant stand it
Then I see you all
I can get through it all
For your smiles, and what you say
Makes me feel so good
I love you guys
You are such dear friends
Even when I have no one to turn to
Even though I may whine too much
You love me all the same
No hateful works exit your lips
They couldnt make a font big enough
I couldnt draw a heart big enough
To show the appreciation
I have for you all
Since Id be alone without you
Thank you, for all youve done
For all youve shared
Though tears were shed
We made it thro
Black Widow-Chapter 5 WIP by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Chapter 5 WIP
The sweet scent of peaches wafted above me, in this area, this kind of tree shouldnt grow, not in this environment; however, it pushed through somehow. Ever more surprisingly, it still lived, even if it lived in the front yard of my house. The home of screaming, unhappiness, yet, there was laughter too.
I grabbed one of the sweet fruits, and took a bite. The pink fruit tasted like thanksgiving. No, it didnt taste like turkey; it made you want to be thankful of things around you, and to be thankful that you had such a sweet taste, even for just a moment.
You, so happy in life, always have a purpose, to grow, grow, and just grow
Black Widow-Chapter 4 by Eternity-Dragon, literature
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Black Widow-Chapter 4
I found myself sitting at that same stop sign, you know, the on the intersection of Black Street and Autumn Lane. Someone had cleaned off the stop sign, so it simply said just stop again. It brought that same feeling of security, knowing that it was just like that old neighborhood that I actually enjoyed living in so long ago.
I love that familiarity and security you feel when you walk around where you have lived for a long time. You have this same sense of security, seeing the same old houses, same faces, and same streets. Knowing where Im going just makes my heart breathe a sigh of relief.
Do you know what I mean by that? When
Black Widow-Chapter 3 by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Chapter 3
Great, people have to aggravate me again. Fists clenches, teeth scrape teeth, an ultimate showdown. However, a holler from the teacher stops it.
Oh teacher, Emilyn was being so mean to me! She wouldve ripped me to shreds if you hadnt come along! the little girl who was leader of the most popular clique in school, cried to the teacher. Oh, I hate how she twists things against me. This is so wrong.
Ms. Burton, please let me explain, she was talking trash about Lydia, she made Brad hurt her! I said, pointing to the bruised girl in the corner of the locker bay. Lydia was the new girl I had met during that l
Black Widow-Chapter 2 by Eternity-Dragon, literature
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Black Widow-Chapter 2
I was dropped off, at the stop sign on that same intersection. The same shade the neighborhood always had was present. You could barely tell anyone lived here, except during the night, when a few people turned on their lights, and the few rare times when you saw someone taking a walk.
Cars also came out of here, I guess. However, maybe the mist that seemingly always surrounded our neighborhood made whoever was in the car invisible. Not that it mattered; neighbors usually didnt reach out for each other, never tired to be friends with anyone. Only echoes of the past surround here. Truthfully, before he came here, this place was just as
Lost in you own ways
Never comes there a change
You reach your hand for something to save you
but no ones there
Always a lost soul you are
drifting away, away
you know what I say?
I've seen too many lives fading
I've witnessed too many deaths
it brings such aches in my heart
to see so many last breaths
I'm so tired of this
You look around with your lost eyes
but all there is is people
always in their disguise
yet you still find yourself crying
when everyone seems so strong
I've seen too many lives fading
I've witness too many deaths
it brings such aches to my heart
to see so many last breaths
I'm so tired of this
Just ge
Black Widow-Chapter 1 by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Chapter 1
I clung to my gray coat. On the intersection of Black Street and Autumn Lane, I stood by the red stop sign. Something was written right under the stop. It basically said stop life. I had to agree with them, life can be such a drag, however we must go on.
Wheels rolled into place, a screech emanated from the door. On the side, it said Black Woods School District. Basically, it had hell written all over it.
I entered the bus, climbing the stairs which seemed like I was climbing high mountains, since they were like 2 feet high from the last step.
I nodded to the bus driver, and slowly walked to seat 13. I was the
Black Widow-Prologue by Eternity-Dragon, literature
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Black Widow-Prologue
Paws followed by footsteps, a gray coat, hugging the end of the leash. Heavy breathing breaks the silence. Rain falls down, on a cover. Yes, a cover, I believe it was called an umbrella? Yes, an umbrella, at least, a combination of these made up letters to symbol something found here. I wonder who made up the alphabet.
The umbrella swirls in the rain, drops fall down, feathers seeping through soft wind. It whispers.
The trees stand at the end of the road. Waiting, waiting, watching us as we go by. All they do is watch. Theyre eyes peering from their trunks, and leaves, no matter what color or kind, yellow, orange, green, blossoms,
Black Widow-Prologue by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Prologue
Paws followed by footsteps, a gray coat, hugging the end of the leash. Heavy breathing breaks the silence. Rain falls down, on a cover. Yes, a cover, I believe it was called an umbrella? Yes, an umbrella, at least, a combination of these made up letters to symbol something found here. I wonder who made up the alphabet.
The umbrella swirls in the rain, drops fall down, feathers seeping through soft wind. It whispers.
The trees stand at the end of the road. Waiting, waiting, watching us as we go by. All they do is watch. Theyre eyes peering from their trunks, and leaves, no matter what color or kind, yellow, orange, green, blossoms,
Black Widow-Chapter 1 by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Chapter 1
I clung to my gray coat. On the intersection of Black Street and Autumn Lane, I stood by the red stop sign. Something was written right under the stop. It basically said stop life. I had to agree with them, life can be such a drag, however we must go on.
Wheels rolled into place, a screech emanated from the door. On the side, it said Black Woods School District. Basically, it had hell written all over it.
I entered the bus, climbing the stairs which seemed like I was climbing high mountains, since they were like 2 feet high from the last step.
I nodded to the bus driver, and slowly walked to seat 13. I was the
Lost in you own ways
Never comes there a change
You reach your hand for something to save you
but no ones there
Always a lost soul you are
drifting away, away
you know what I say?
I've seen too many lives fading
I've witnessed too many deaths
it brings such aches in my heart
to see so many last breaths
I'm so tired of this
You look around with your lost eyes
but all there is is people
always in their disguise
yet you still find yourself crying
when everyone seems so strong
I've seen too many lives fading
I've witness too many deaths
it brings such aches to my heart
to see so many last breaths
I'm so tired of this
Just ge
Black Widow-Chapter 2 by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Chapter 2
I was dropped off, at the stop sign on that same intersection. The same shade the neighborhood always had was present. You could barely tell anyone lived here, except during the night, when a few people turned on their lights, and the few rare times when you saw someone taking a walk.
Cars also came out of here, I guess. However, maybe the mist that seemingly always surrounded our neighborhood made whoever was in the car invisible. Not that it mattered; neighbors usually didnt reach out for each other, never tired to be friends with anyone. Only echoes of the past surround here. Truthfully, before he came here, this place was just as
Black Widow-Chapter 3 by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Chapter 3
Great, people have to aggravate me again. Fists clenches, teeth scrape teeth, an ultimate showdown. However, a holler from the teacher stops it.
Oh teacher, Emilyn was being so mean to me! She wouldve ripped me to shreds if you hadnt come along! the little girl who was leader of the most popular clique in school, cried to the teacher. Oh, I hate how she twists things against me. This is so wrong.
Ms. Burton, please let me explain, she was talking trash about Lydia, she made Brad hurt her! I said, pointing to the bruised girl in the corner of the locker bay. Lydia was the new girl I had met during that l
Black Widow-Chapter 4 by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Chapter 4
I found myself sitting at that same stop sign, you know, the on the intersection of Black Street and Autumn Lane. Someone had cleaned off the stop sign, so it simply said just stop again. It brought that same feeling of security, knowing that it was just like that old neighborhood that I actually enjoyed living in so long ago.
I love that familiarity and security you feel when you walk around where you have lived for a long time. You have this same sense of security, seeing the same old houses, same faces, and same streets. Knowing where Im going just makes my heart breathe a sigh of relief.
Do you know what I mean by that? When
Black Widow-Chapter 5 WIP by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Black Widow-Chapter 5 WIP
The sweet scent of peaches wafted above me, in this area, this kind of tree shouldnt grow, not in this environment; however, it pushed through somehow. Ever more surprisingly, it still lived, even if it lived in the front yard of my house. The home of screaming, unhappiness, yet, there was laughter too.
I grabbed one of the sweet fruits, and took a bite. The pink fruit tasted like thanksgiving. No, it didnt taste like turkey; it made you want to be thankful of things around you, and to be thankful that you had such a sweet taste, even for just a moment.
You, so happy in life, always have a purpose, to grow, grow, and just grow
To my dear friends of PWO by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
To my dear friends of PWO
I find myself
Surrounded by my peers
Suspicious eyes
Judging my every move
I cant stand it
Then I see you all
I can get through it all
For your smiles, and what you say
Makes me feel so good
I love you guys
You are such dear friends
Even when I have no one to turn to
Even though I may whine too much
You love me all the same
No hateful works exit your lips
They couldnt make a font big enough
I couldnt draw a heart big enough
To show the appreciation
I have for you all
Since Id be alone without you
Thank you, for all youve done
For all youve shared
Though tears were shed
We made it thro
Are you sure hes okay? Hes been standing there a long time. Voices came to my ears. However, I didnt even give them a thought. My thoughts were already consumed by something else.
A polished stone stood before me, surrounded by other polished stones, but this one, it hurt just looking at it. Why did she leave me? Why? Wasnt it going to be forever? Didnt you promise me that? Why did you break the promise?
I kneeled, my hand gently rubbing against the smooth surface of the stone. It read Cecilia Harmon, 1992-2009. The name meant so much to me; however, instead of love I felt in my heart
Recovery-Chapter One by Eternity-Dragon, literature
Literature
Recovery-Chapter One
Grandfather, Im off to school! I said, rushing out the door, waving at an empty hallway. Grandpa never stood there anyway, it was just that I was really excited!
It was my first day of school in this town! I moved here not that long ago, 4 days ago to be exact. I used to live in some other town. Truthfully, I am really glad that I left that old place, it wasnt very pleasant there.
The school wasnt too far away luckily, so on days like this, sunny and beautiful, I could walk. It wasnt that I couldnt drive, I could. However, I had been cooped up in a house for four days unpacking.
I soon reached
Today(the 27th) is my birthdayyy, hooray!
Of course, not like anyone really cares, y'know?
But guess what, the weather gave me a snow day as a present! So I'm sooooo happy! <3
Meh, stress stress, what ya gonna do with it?
My relatives tell my I've matured a lot. I'm good with children(well, I have been for a while). Of course, there's one thing that makes me disagree with this. Have I really grown much? Or am I just learning to suck it up and deal with it?
I think I'm just better at sucking things up. If I'm tired inside, I can still be my normal cheerful self, just be tired inside. I can suck up my slight depression like there was nothing to it. I could take insults, annoyingness, pretty much a lot of stuff, and just stuck it in my heart.
Wow, my heart must be pretty vacant then.
Ah well, it doesn't really mat
I decided to open a literature account for mine. I mean, I don't update pics on my other account very frequently, but I still do sometimes, so to be more organized I opened this one up. <3
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