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 A Soul Became Murderer...

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MesajSubiect: A Soul Became Murderer...   Mar Oct 30, 2007 4:16 pm

Deci asta ii fic-ul meu dar ii PLIN DE GRESELI!!!AM SAL KOREKLTEZ KAND II GATA So enjoy....incerkati sa nu radeti d greseli stiu k am multe =))) [prea lene sa skriu fara greseli =)))))) ] :







Sitting….alone in her room..she’s thinking
at her feelings,askind herself just one thing : Why?Why the darkness puts away
a weak soul?don’t know...maybe because she feel…how is to be abandoned….


My
girl is sad…does her life make any sence?A voice koming from outside says: “Why
did you hate LOVE?”a weak answer says : “ Because LOVE is just a weak
feeling….but HATE is a living…it make you stronger!!So go away!”


Another voice comes: “Why did you hate
LOVE?You have no heart!You dead person!”


Answering at this question she
remembered …she never feels something for a person…: “Because Love can make my
soul cry…Love can kill easily a soul…but Hate it’s bringing back to life..at
least for a while…”


Did my girl have reasons for this ?
yes… everyone is pushing her away…but why all these?just because she has a
single DREAM?just because she’s sick..or maybe because people didn’t know how
is to be without anything neer you…to feed with your own mind…to a have just
your own like friend…


Putting away the questions…thinking about my girl…I can hear her breath
again…I think she is


hoping again…about how is to
be happy again…..all these just for a little soul which has no future…


A hear her voice : “Did I made
sometnig wrong?Did I have any future?”…but I can’t answer to this
questions….it’s to hard for me to answer at this questions…who knows…


I want to help her…to be with
her,to feel her heart beetings…but she is to afraid of me…but I don’t think
shes afraid of me…she’s afraind of life..of people…


I see….a tear her eyes are so
empty..they are feeding just with theyr own images of a competition between
life and death……this tear reminds her when she saw her perents die…she had only
six years…but it was terrible...it’s to much for a poor child….to mush…she
runs…


Running dow the long street in
nighta,crying alone…where is she going?


…something tells me …she is
going to the cemetery…at this hour?!For what?!


She is screaming with her weak
voice : “Mother!Father!Come back!!Please!!i need you!! Don’t’t let me alone!!i
want you back!!i missed you!!....Come…back…


Slowly,the raind started…even wet..she is steel in front of the cemetery
stayng in knees and crying with sour tears…having a knife in left hand…and
scratching slowly and deeply her skin


from her right hand….the
blood is falling on the wet grass making it red…


Did she feels any pain??Did it
hurt?...don’t know what to say…suddenly she falls asleep….maybe is tired…


The fallowing day..wakes up very
confused.. : hen….she reminds…in that night she wanted to die…


Finally she goes home…but steel
confused…when she arrived her stepmother scream at her…: “Where you have been
?Why are you making me always troubles?”..The girl is not responding…maybe she
has no words…this time she can’t give an answer…


…going in her room with the knife
in left hand…when she closed the door sha tsarted to cut her skin again….she
goin crazy this time…the hand is bleeding...I’m wondering,,,it hurts?I think
yes…the scratch is very deep…and blood is everywhere on the floor…after cutting
the wrist she goes to the neck…but..she suddenly stopped…..something in her
mind want a REVANGE…she wanted to kill everyone who make her suffer…


Going dow the stairs with the
knife…..watching..her stepmother is in bed sleeping…then with a gasp and a fast
move the girl hits her stepmother in chest..she dies imidiatly…I can’t believe
my girl is a morderer…….. Deci prima parte....cu exagerat de multe greseli T-T.........
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MesajSubiect: Re: A Soul Became Murderer...   Mier Oct 31, 2007 5:17 pm

tzi-am spus ca e interesant pana acum ;]

cam emo dar merge Very Happy

ahh btw,are acordul de la mine ^_^

Neext! ^^
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MesajSubiect: Re: A Soul Became Murderer...   Mar Noi 06, 2007 7:02 pm

wow ce dramatic! Uhuu...are personaj negativ (in sensul ca omoara oameni) ....interesant. Imi plac partile cu intrebarile tale proprii si cand zici "my girl" ^_^
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