Cats Meow basic overview. by MagicWolfVamp, literature
Literature
Cats Meow basic overview.
Intro: Review
In the spring time, in the small town of Wingchester located outside of Vancouver, Canada. A young witch in training had made the mistake so many years ago of releasing her magic as a prank on a boy. A boy who lived in the orphanage down the street, nearby the forest. A boy who told Dabria (the young witch) that witches were evil horrible creatures. He and his friends bullied this girl till she ran back into the safety of the woods crying to her house. Or shall we say, her mansion. She had no parents and was living on her own. Inheriting many nice things. Her mother a witch, her father a dangerous warlock. One in prison, the ot
In the back my mind there is a doubt,
Not sure how to describe or what's its about,
It floats back there like an annoying little bug,
Gotta squash it down and rise above,
There is no remorse;
There is no regret,
Cause baby I know we ain't done yet,
Gonna beat it down and say no more,
I'll admit this now,
I'm no longer bored,
I won't forget my sweet release,
From this prison,
This cage made for me,
You shouted no and set me free,
'Thank you baby, now I can see, you saved me from ashes, you made me feel, now all I can marvel about is your real, I'm constantly rhyming, trying to sing about love, not very good at it, sor
Love is... come with me by MagicWolfVamp, literature
Literature
Love is... come with me
I'm a loser, I'm a loner,without you here, have no alibi, no name, just fear, we talk about romance, like its this big thing,nobody ever mentions the sting,cause they've either felt it, or not, and like a fork of lightning strikes a tree, like a pebble dropping into the sea, a piece of you dies, a piece of you hates, a piece of you wishes that it hadnt gotten too late,
A boy and a girl, walk down to a creek, they talk, they kiss once or twice on the cheek, till the boy finds out more than he could ever had thought, his precious angel is a lying, cheating whore, he walks away from her, feeling sore,
A child comes home to a barren place, the
The Mystic and the Naga by MagicWolfVamp, literature
Literature
The Mystic and the Naga
It had been two weeks since the science classroom had exploded, since he had exploded inside. It had been quiet like the dead for the past week and she had had enough. Placing her pale small hand on the door of the moon dorm she knocked three times. No answer. Claire carefully pushed at the door and watched it slowly open. Entering a dark hallway and walking up a cold stairwell she shivered at the drop in temperature. Coming down the final dark hallway of the dorm she gritted her teeth, the room felt alien with no people or available light. She was the one of few that stayed over winter break. She had no family really to go back to since th
This was a mistake, why did I think this was a good idea? he thought to himself sitting at his desk chair, trying to focus on the board that he already knew the answer to. Okay think about something else, what do I have to do when I get home? Feed of course, mabye finish the Edgar Allen Poe story I was working on. He heard his name being called by the teacher and lifted his head. All eyes were on him, probably because of the way he dressed. He anwered to his name trying to ignore them. Okay, I know my fashion sense wasn't the best but come on! I look pretty damn good, he thought to himself.
'Josh Pen!' shouted the teacher, "are
The knife pierces my chest, I fall into the sea, a large ocean of blood pools around me. The drop was steep, the bridge was high, but that was the dark angels decision, to die.
The bridge is high, the drop is steep, I cannot take back my sins, only repeat, and so I am alone, nothing to do or say.
My wings are not white, I do not get what you see, you must not know me. I am alone, caged up by black bars, alone and dying inside. My screams cannot be heard for I am too far under the cold earth.
And so I jump
Cats Meow basic overview. by MagicWolfVamp, literature
Literature
Cats Meow basic overview.
Intro: Review
In the spring time, in the small town of Wingchester located outside of Vancouver, Canada. A young witch in training had made the mistake so many years ago of releasing her magic as a prank on a boy. A boy who lived in the orphanage down the street, nearby the forest. A boy who told Dabria (the young witch) that witches were evil horrible creatures. He and his friends bullied this girl till she ran back into the safety of the woods crying to her house. Or shall we say, her mansion. She had no parents and was living on her own. Inheriting many nice things. Her mother a witch, her father a dangerous warlock. One in prison, the ot
In the back my mind there is a doubt,
Not sure how to describe or what's its about,
It floats back there like an annoying little bug,
Gotta squash it down and rise above,
There is no remorse;
There is no regret,
Cause baby I know we ain't done yet,
Gonna beat it down and say no more,
I'll admit this now,
I'm no longer bored,
I won't forget my sweet release,
From this prison,
This cage made for me,
You shouted no and set me free,
'Thank you baby, now I can see, you saved me from ashes, you made me feel, now all I can marvel about is your real, I'm constantly rhyming, trying to sing about love, not very good at it, sor
Love is... come with me by MagicWolfVamp, literature
Literature
Love is... come with me
I'm a loser, I'm a loner,without you here, have no alibi, no name, just fear, we talk about romance, like its this big thing,nobody ever mentions the sting,cause they've either felt it, or not, and like a fork of lightning strikes a tree, like a pebble dropping into the sea, a piece of you dies, a piece of you hates, a piece of you wishes that it hadnt gotten too late,
A boy and a girl, walk down to a creek, they talk, they kiss once or twice on the cheek, till the boy finds out more than he could ever had thought, his precious angel is a lying, cheating whore, he walks away from her, feeling sore,
A child comes home to a barren place, the
The Mystic and the Naga by MagicWolfVamp, literature
Literature
The Mystic and the Naga
It had been two weeks since the science classroom had exploded, since he had exploded inside. It had been quiet like the dead for the past week and she had had enough. Placing her pale small hand on the door of the moon dorm she knocked three times. No answer. Claire carefully pushed at the door and watched it slowly open. Entering a dark hallway and walking up a cold stairwell she shivered at the drop in temperature. Coming down the final dark hallway of the dorm she gritted her teeth, the room felt alien with no people or available light. She was the one of few that stayed over winter break. She had no family really to go back to since th
Help me,
My tears are the color of freshly spilt blood, my black wings are broken so I cannot not fly above, I entered your world in saddness and pain, anger I feel, all in vain. I do not know what I am, devil or beast, I suppose though that my importance is least, my question is unanswered for too many years, my time will come soon, like my falling tears.
The knife pierces my chest, I fall into the sea, a large ocean of blood pools around me. The drop was steep, the bridge was high, but that was the dark angels decision, to die.
The bridge is high, the drop is steep, I cannot take back my sins, only repeat, and so I am alone, nothing to do or say.
My wings are not white, I do not get what you see, you must not know me. I am alone, caged up by black bars, alone and dying inside. My screams cannot be heard for I am too far under the cold earth.
And so I jump
Current Residence: Canada Favourite genre of music: I listen to everything that tickles my fancy. Favourite style of art: I like all art! MP3 player of choice: i-pod Skin of choice: red Favourite cartoon character: God, so many :) Personal Quote: "Everyone is mad here, I'm mad, your mad," - Chesire cat
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sherlock holmes, alice in wonderland, POTC 1, 2, 3, Lord of the Rings, ect
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go all poet dudes!... stephen king, christopher moore
Its been a very long school year so far. I sorry I haven't posted anything for such a long time, (If there is anyone...). Iv'e been so busy what with the work and may I say...math. But no fear, spring break is here. I promise to be posting more soon, and give thanks to the viewers I still have. Thank you and enjoy.
Well the title speaks for itself. I'm in a block, can't seem to get the perfect story idea yet that gets me absolutely syched. I have been writing with my original characters that I have become close too, but havent posted here yet. Mmmm, mabye for the good of man kind I should post something older but new for the viewers. lOl.
Anywho, my life is busy lately and perhaps thats the reason why I'm in this slump. So, ideas are always open, I will try my best.
Lately I have been hangin with my neko boy Alexander, practicing small stories with him to get him accumstomed to my weird but awesome mind again. (older character, needs to come
So yeah, i just updated after a really long time. My first story, hope u all like.
Suggest any ideas to me. (I'll try to do my best). So happy!!
More to come soon, if not later.