Numb Stories

About trying to "let the past be the past" but that one person, you hate everything about yet still love is still in your mind. And when you see him you dont even know what to do anymore...

This is a collection of poetry which tells about my feelings towards anything. I know this ain't much and not like what other people expected but this collection tells my story. Languages used: Filipino (Tagalog) and English.

Story Bio - The Glass Garden Title: The Adventures of a tiny neko therapist Genre: Fantasy, Drama, Psychological, Twisted Wonderland AU Tone: Dark with slow-burn emotional healing, character-driven Synopsis: Kimiko was an ordinary human-until the day the sky tore open and swallowed her whole. Dragged into the strange, dangerous world of Twisted Wonderland, she fell into the hands of S.T.Y.X., an organization that saw her not as a person, but as an experiment. They stripped away her laughter, her fear, and her freedom, leaving her with powers she never asked for and scars she cannot hide. When S.T.Y.X. is finished with her, they hand her over to Headmage Crowley, who installs her at Night Raven College as the school's "therapist." Her job: to listen to the students of every dorm, untangle their tempers, and keep the peace. But Kimiko is not here to save anyone. She is here to survive. Her powers- dangerous signature spells-remain hidden, locked behind her calm, detached demeanor. Yet when a confrontation in the cafeteria forces her to use Obey, the first cracks in her mask appear. The dorm leaders begin to take notice. Some are curious. Some are wary. And some-despite her walls-want to help her heal. In a school full of magic, rivalry, and secrets, Kimiko must navigate the tangled web of NRC's students while guarding her own. But the more she listens to their stories, the more she risks remembering her own-and the more dangerous it becomes to keep her powers buried. Main Themes: Trauma and recovery Found family and trust Power and control The cost of survival Emotional intimacy in unlikely places Main Character: Name: Kimiko Age: 17 Species: Former human (altered by S.T.Y.X.) Role: NRC's therapist, assigned to all dorms Personality: Calm, observant, emotionally distant; switches to cold, commanding authority when threatened Abilities: Obey, Sciccors,Copy and paste, Trademarked,Mimic(copy voices), Warriors Mask,Mirror magic,

A brush with the paranormal takes Ruba to opportunities that she never thought she would accomplish. As Ruba is growing up and figuring her self out, she's sure that witchcraft is her thing. Not only is she practicing witchcraft, but she also practices Catholicisme. Will her mother be able to handle the truth? Casting ordinary spells and hex spells is just the beginning. Ruba is one mean and powerful witch but must conceal her power in order to live an ordinary life without anyone knowing except for her friends - Amy, Joseph, Willow and Michael.

series of writing/poems

These poems sit close to my heart. These poems are mine, I write to them and feel them, please be kind. Some poems may be happy, others sad. (I know a lot of these are super sad, but to me they're not, they're just emotional, so you don't have to worry about me. I am fine, and I really mean that

Our love story may not be cute, it may not be warm and fuzzy, and it sure as hell doesn't have prince charming in it. But it's our's and that's all that matters. Blow, Coke, Dream, Foo-foo dust, Her, King’s habit, Peruvian lady, Snow. Call it what you must, but one thing is for sure, when it gets you it its deathly claws, it doesn't let go. Caprice Williams had a great life, until one tragic accident sends her into a down spiral, filled with hidden demons who have addicting personality's. Spencer Cray is a gambler that has stacked up debt after debt. He is notorious for his short temper and his spitting personality. When he stumbles upon Caprice, she immediately captures his attention. But will his attention be enough to save her from herself?

Highest Rank: #79 in Action ======================================================================= There's never any evidence. Never a trace. All the kills are quick, quiet, and clean. Just the way she likes it. ====================================== Rina Steele is the top assassin in the agency. With no empathy and no care in the world, she has perfected the arts of murder. When she's partnered up with the second top assassin to impress her agency's benefactors, how the hell will she get out of it alive. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ due to my lack of posting, I'm allowing @amy_bda to continue "Steele Sniper." ONLY her

A Dr. Seuss-like story about the weirdest sadness in life

Eine Kurzgeschichte, die sich mit den Themen beschäftigt, die im Alltag stark vertreten sind, aber trotzdem kaum angesprochen werden. Die Geschichte ist aufgrund des obigen Tags enstanden. ---- Ein Ausschnitt aus dem Alltagsleben.

"The cold seeps inside me, and uses my skin as its doorway." [contest entry] Word count: 600

Left alone

January 26th 2014 Dear Diary, My name is Alex Storm I am 17 years old. I am writing this because someone wants me dead and now that they've found me they're gonna kill me. I'm writing this so that if someone reads it they will know the truth. I've been running from my past and lived with a secret for 4 years. Now my past has caught up with me. So hear it goes... Kelsey Jones. A young, naive girl filled with love and joy, an unhealthy amount of curiosity and a heart and soul as innocent, untainted and as pure as freshly fallen snow. Until that curiosity got the best of her and started leaving marks in the snow. Until betrayal forced her to open her eyes and danger to awaken her mind and to break her out of her naive shell. When they said ignorance is bliss they meant it... Alex Storm. A girl with haunted eyes and a broken heart. A smile that isn't genuine and a life that isn't her own. And a wall. A wall of the hardest stone, the toughest brick, the strongest metal. A wall surrounded by glass that deflects any emotions that dare to enter and any emotions that dare to escape. What would happen if that wall starts to break. What would happen if that girl had to answer questions that she had no idea what the answers were. What would happen if I were to tell you that those two girls so different are more alike than you would think. The Assassin. Eyes of darkness and a heart and soul to match. A face carved from stone with a body to match. As lethal as a lion, as quick as bullet and as sharp as a knife. No Regret. No Remorse. A Killer. When he is recruited to kill Alex no one is prepared for the what happens... Language and Violence included. Copyright © 2014 LUXLAS All Rights Reserved

It's a poem I wrote a while ago, nothing special :)

What could possibly go wrong in my life... right? I've been abandoned by my parents, raised by people I didn't know. And on top of that I ran away 6 - 7 years ago.

Traumatic? No Numb? Yes This isn't your usual kidnapping story- no... not at all... it doesn't matter who I am but all you need to know is that I got revenge on my kidnappers. For mature audiences only- triggers vary so please be warned ❤︎ :Eight years later: "Miss winters, do you plead guilty or not guilty?" Her dark eyes stayed trained on him as she didn't feel anything. "Not guilty." She said coldly as she kept her eyes on him the audience gasping. "Why do you say that miss?" He questioned her and she leaned forward leaning her arms against the desk "because they deserved it. Simple as. Fucking karma" she growled lowly before she smirked and leaned back in the chair. She couldn't feel anything. The best way to describe it was: numb.