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HomeHomeHome by Trisaw1
Some enchanted evening, when the candles highlight the love in the atmosphere,
And the happy mood of love radiates and bounces off the walls…
Some stormy evenings, when the rain falls harmlessly on the tiles overhead,
And the wind blows fruitlessly against the shuttered windows…
Some cold evenings, when the central heating system maintains the warmth,
And keeps the family members healthy and sleeping in their snug beds…
Some dark evenings, when the house lights turn on without hesitation,
And the locked doors keep the scariness of the world out…
Some lonely evenings, when the white moonlight shines down from above,
And the stars beckon wonderment on the aloneness of space…
…this is home.
Some noisy days, when the hammering and drilling and banging
Resonates all around because even home needs its care and upgrades too.
Some bright days, when the garden blooms green and colored flowers too,
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Daddy Don'tDaddy don'tDaddy Don't by maryjane5908
Come home from school. It's already starting- the noise of yelling, glass crashing across the wall. Daddy please don't. Please don't do that- don't hurt mommy. Bruises have fade but the memories still remain.
Battle towards children eventually. Hidden in the closet when daddy starts stumbling. Daddy don't . Back up please out of my face Daddy don't. Don't spit at me. Daddy don't. Don't hit me. Daddy don't. Please that hurts. Daddy please. I cant take it anymore. Daddy please. Please stop I'm bleeding. Daddy don't. I cant see. Daddy Don't. I'm fading. Daddy don't. I cant hear. Daddy don't. Bye Daddy. Hi Father. I will protect my mother now.
UntitledDrink this it will help they say. Pop this it will make your pain go away. It feels good. I can breath. Don't feel the pain in my heart. Until I come down. Head hurts. Feel sick. Need more. Do it all over again. Liquid and pills are my friends. Need help . Here I come. Sick. Feel like something is crawling in my skin. No I got this. Don't need it anymore. Don't need the people. Don't need the liquor. Don't need the pills. Don't answer the phones. Don't answer the doors. I got this. Now I can see life again. Ain't going to be another statistic. Don't need themUntitled by maryjane5908
Prologue | It Doesn't Have to be This Way The ominous night sky began to glow as orange flames covered the outskirts of the small city. The girl could feel her lungs begin to fill with smoke, causing her throat to burn like the fire around her. Her eyes filled with stinging tears as she began to run away from the deadly heat.Prologue | It Doesn't Have to be This Way by Ghost-Wolf7
But then, she heard the sinister laughter. His laughter. She halted.
"Scared yet?" his taunting voice echoed in her ears. She swiveled around to see his tall figure outlined against the flames. She clenched her fists. 'How can he enjoy this?' She thought to herself, for she couldn't bring herself to speak. 'People are dying because of him!'
She heard the scrunch of his leather gloves as he brought his shotgun out of his jacket, clutching it tightly in his hands.
Behind him, the roaring fire began to engulf the buildings and trees. His usually deep brown eyes were now glinting a bright red as they reflected the fire that was slowly surroundin
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