My dreams were filled with fire.
Flames would flicker like serpents tongues.
At times it was warm, gentle feeling, much like a campfire. Other times it was flesh eating, hair scorching, cremating fire that I never could escape.
Nights like those would cause my cries to be heard by the entire world.
However, I didn't scream for the pain. I screamed for the others I'd see, Burning just like I was.
There was a single difference though.
They had given up.
I was in pain, lying on the cold, hard floor of my uncle’s gun shop. He had emptied it years ago, far before we realized how insane this man was.
Water dumped over my head and I shuddered, seeing the balding, dark haired man of which I knew so little. He had lost everything in his life of gambling and drinking. His eyes were alight with malice as he gazed down at my situation. I see a monster behind him with a note book in hand, with eyes the color of congealed blood.
My captor took the note book from his hands and wrote in it furiously. Before he could finish writing I opened my mouth, and uttered one word.
Why?
He ignored my word, a
The walk home was quiet, perfect; I needed some time to think these things through. My friends still weren't home yet, and I was glad. These nightmares were too vivid, and I wasn't sure if I was awake or not.
The thing is; I wished that this was all just a nightmare. That I would wake up and hear my mom and dad talking in the kitchen while making pancakes, with my brothers playing whatever games they had made up that morning. I wanted that so much, but the only way I'd ever see them was if I was gone, if I had woken up from the nightmare called Life.
I began making dinner, sesame noodles. It was about five in the afternoon, and life was cal
Fire surrounded them, seeming to dance in the twilight. The four girls were screaming for help, and one last fire started, successfully killing them all.
I woke, screaming. We were on our plane to Kanto, Japan; and my friends looked at me curiously.
"The same dream. it's always the same dream." I told them.
"Well, I have no idea how to help you with that." Elizabeth, the crazed mangaka and my best friend, replied.
"We will be landing in ten minutes, please be seated." a female, nasally voice said over the intercom.
My friends and I, we were all Japanese majors and we were here for the year. we had gotten high enough test scores to get an
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"Dinner is served." The server came in, bringing the wide assortment of food for their enjoyment. They sat at the large table, and most awkwardly, Jeiku sat next to Bureana. She took a deep breath to calm herself, then served a large bowl of soup.
The small talk turned to Asami and her business. Then unexpectedly Mako turned it to Bureana.
"Your friends said that you were taken by Amon, may I ask why?" He was extremely sincere.
"Um, I was with my parents, taking a walk. I had a bad day that day, so we needed to talk together. Next thing I know I'm in a cell, watching my parents bleed out. He thought it funny to torture me on a burn that i
I am an avid crafter, seamstress, cook, and writer. Usually I post my quilting/ sewing endeavors. Sometimes my little stories. I have a permanent craving for sweet things.
Hey guys, I haven't posted in about like four years. Hmmmm I wonder why?
How about this I started high school, grew up and am 17 days away from being an adult. Er- officially.
Essentially the past four years have been rife with growing up, learning things, and friendship drama.
Friends have been lost and friends have been made.
I've not really ever had to "break up" with a friend, we just grew apart. I've never had a boyfriend and I'm kinda okay with that tbh. Boys are drama.
I became a Certified Nursing Assistant today. I have a job as such in a really good place.
But there is one thing that I wish that I could tell my younger self: tha
Sooooo, sorry i haven't been on here in like forever, but i have some happy news, i am on the last character, kyoko for ~RavenIsSoAwesome (https://www.deviantart.com/ravenissoawesome) 's quilt!
I shall post all twelve of the squares and tag them with their respective artists and i thank them all again for what they let me do :)
soo my lifes been alrght, ive been working on a romeo and juliet project which i hate with a passion but whatever. :)
Please tell me what you think!
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Thank you for the favorites, it really means ever so much to me that you enjoy my artwork! I invite you to add me to your watch so that you can see all the future beaded and stitched pieces I have planned! Just think of the sparkles...
Thank you for the favorites, it really means ever so much to me that you enjoy my artwork! I invite you to add me to your watch so that you can see all the future beaded and stitched pieces I have planned! Just think of the sparkles...