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posted by 16falloutboy
Mekashi: The Other Side


The story of how Mekashi became Mekashi. The events that create her, the events that unleash her, the events that drive a girl into becoming a psychotic monster who we know as Mekashi.


The sun had risen out of its slumber, inflicting the world with its powerful light. It was a Wednesday morning, the middle of the week and the middle of the school year. Inside a house, inside a room, a bedroom to be exact, a girl slept soundly in her giường until an alarm played some sort of a Metal song. 2 giây after, she took her iPod which played the alarm and she shut it off. Sitting up and stretching, she yawned softly as she looked out the window, feeling excited.
“Another ngày at school, yay I get to see my baby!” She stood up from the warm giường and started to strip out of her pjs. Starting with her shorts, she pulled them down and threw them onto the bed, she also threw off her tank that also ended up on the bed. She went to her closet and searched through her clothes to find what to wear. She spotted her yêu thích áo sơ mi which was a áo sơ mi with the image of a zombie and bats on it, saying ‘The Black Dahlia Murder’. She grabbed that then she grabbed a pair of black, skinny jeans. She also grabbed a black sports bra at that as well. The bra was put on first following bởi the shirt. She slid on her jeans and zipped them up, then taking a pair of black socks, she put them on along with a pair of skater shoes.
“Ready for the day!” She exclaimed as she walked straight into the kitchen, pulling out two oreos and a can of Coca-Cola. She lifted the tab on hàng đầu, đầu trang of the can then snapped it open and took a long sip before placing the Oreos in her mouth. She grabbed her backpack and headed out the door, shutting and locking it behind her. She headed toward the bus stop where a dirty-blond haired boy stood.
“Skyler!” She called out to him. He turned to her and a smile formed on his face.
“Hey baby, what's up?” He asked sweetly, glancing over at his beautiful girlfriend. She stood silent for a minute, thinking of what to say. She didn’t really do anything, she just relaxed at trang chủ and hung out on her laptop.
“Eh not much, you?” She asked back, Skyler walked over to her and pulled her in for an embrace, she blushed as she looked into his blue eyes.
“I'm just thinking about bạn Karen” He pressed his lips against hers as she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back deeply. A horn honked at them, telling them that the bus was on its way. They broke the Kiss and got onto the bus, of course finding an empty ghế, chỗ ngồi and sitting together. Later as they got to school, they got off the bus, and went to the cafeteria before first period had begun. They were talking to their Những người bạn and laughing, until the chuông, bell had rung to go to lockers. Skyler had held her hand, on their way to her locker.
“Shouldn’t bạn go to your locker baby?” She looked at him as her brown eyes had sparkled. He looked at her and blushed deep red.
“I can go after I bring bạn to class” He smiled. Karen loved how sweet he was so she pecked his soft cheek and he did the same to her. From then on, the rest of the ngày went bởi quite fast. Getting ready to leave school, she walked to the bus after visiting her locker. Skyler walked along side her which made her feel an toàn, két an toàn and that was a good thing. Once they got their seat, the bus drove off. Karen looked out the window with Skyler's arm wrapped around her, a voice soon entered her head.
"There's gonna be a bloodbath......" Karen ignored the voice, thinking her mind was playing jokes on her.
"A bloodbath will happen soon......I will be in control and I'll destroy those who have harmed me.....maybe some more...think of it, bathing in blood will be a pleasurable experience" Karen worried more, wondering why these thoughts were in her head.
"Intestines hanging on the ceiling lamp, skin patched up on the wall, the screams of the victims echoing down inside the basement...." That image popped up in her head which cause her to jump then shake her head.
"Are bạn okay baby?" Skyler asked, concerned for the being of his one true love.
"Yeah, something just came in my head. No big deal" she replied as she glanced back out the window. A half-hour later, the bus had arrived. Skyler and Karen both got out, walking toward their homes.
“Baby, wanna hang after school tomorrow?” Skyler asked the brunette. She gazed at him and she sighed softly.
“Sure babe, I got stuff to do today anyway”
“Yeah same here, so I’ll talk to bạn tomorrow k?” He had asked.
“Yeah, talk to bạn tomorrow” Karen smiled as she kissed his lips then went into her home. She dropped off her bag on the đi văng then went into the phòng bếp, nhà bếp to make herself dinner. She took a piece of bánh mỳ, bánh mì and placed it on the counter, she then pulled out a container of Limburger cheese which she had also placed it on the counter. She grabbed a dao, con dao from the cabinet, right before she took a dab of the cheese, an image popped in her mind of the dao, con dao covered with blood along with blood stains on the walls and floor of the kitchen. Her pupils grew smaller, becoming thêm evil and twisted looking. Her skin became a bit pale as she grinned psychotically but right then she shook her head, going back to her original state.
“What the fuck just happened?” She questioned herself.
“That was seriously weird......” She finished creating her sandwich, bánh sandwich then went off into the living room to watch some good old tv. She was watching her yêu thích show, a hiển thị which was about a bluejay and raccoon. Later that evening, she fell asleep on the đi văng as a sort of ringing sound played which had woke her up. She looked over and saw that Skyler was calling her on Facetime.
posted by sasuhia4ever
    “It all started about six years ago…my mom and dad were at the park playing with my younger brother, Tyler, on his fourth birthday. I had decided to hang out with my Những người bạn instead… now I wish that I had never made such an idiotic decision. Cause of that ngày at the park, someone came and murdered my parents and lấy trộm, đánh cắp away my little brother. I know all of this because that dirt bag left a letter saying “ I murdered both of your parents and lấy trộm, đánh cắp your little brother because when I went to kill him I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. So, I haven’t decided...
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posted by uniquezandy
Sams POV
I am your normal, typical everyday teen who is 16 years old. Samatha is my real name; say it to my face and I will bite your head off. People say when there young, (girls anyway,) "Look mummy, I want to be a princess when I grow up, and I'm going to marry a handsome prince." To tell the truth, I used to be a girl like that. A girl who read every fairy tale she could get her hands on, and believe that they are real. It is a load of poison now. I had to learn that in real life, true tình yêu is rubbish and bạn won't grow up to be want bạn want. And in life, change happens quite alot and...
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posted by para-scence
**6 months later...***

Bride laughed and giggled as I bounced her on my leg; just another ngày at the park. It was summer, finally, a break from school. I guess I was looking phía trước, chuyển tiếp to being a sophomore. School wasn't that bad anymore now that I had my friends. Felicity wasn't that bad either. We're not exactly the greatest of friends, but we can tolerate each other now. Also, Trace and I started dating. It was great; he's really sweet and funny. I couldn't ask for a better guy.

"Come on, Harley! Gail đã đưa ý kiến to be trang chủ bởi three!" Aspen called. Everyone else was already at the sidewalk, starting...
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posted by Insight357
    I sat in a chair bởi the window. I was still in the asylum. Days had passed, and nothing changed. I hadn’t heard anyone speak of Alexander. Doctors would come in my room every few hours to make sure I was still alive, hoặc to make sure my arm didn‘t hurt.
    I asked one of the doctors about my arm. None of them knew how I broke it. Even the paramedics đã đưa ý kiến it was broken when the man from the motel called. I didn’t break it. I knew I didn’t. I think the motel manager did. He probably crushed it when he found out I never gave his Nyquil back.
    Earlier...
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posted by ginax0o
Something has severely struck my curiosity
Did he know of his ill fate?
What were his last thoughts?
Did he even have any?
If so were they about his family?
If his life flashed before his very eyes,
Did he have any regrets about what he saw?
What were his last words?
So many các câu hỏi about this stranger dying before my very eyes ,
whom I know absolutely nothing about.
The touchiest of subjects and its stuck on my mind
Truthfully, the only people who know the answer
are forever gone.
When time comes for me to know the answer
What will I be thinking about?
Will I know of what is to come of me?
Who will I...
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posted by elizasmomma
I'm setting here looking at a paused ti vi screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.

If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.

are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be hoặc are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.

so what do bạn think about this journal entry that i just wrote bạn need to think about what i đã đưa ý kiến and give me your best anwsers that bạn can give.

thnx erie morgan maples
posted by hgfan5602
Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.

Betrayed
bởi an old friend
bởi an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side

Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.

Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed bởi my own friends

I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
posted by Triscia95
The entire neighborhood was out in the front yard of Sarah's house. They had all come back from the 4th of July fireworks at the high school and were now waiting for the huge firework hiển thị that her father put on every year.

Though Sarah wasn't out front with everyone waiting for the show. Instead her and Niall were running out to the pool. The hiển thị was a little over a half an giờ long so they finally had time to themselves.

The backyard was dark, but the pool water lit up beautifully from the full moon light. Millions of stars shown in the black sky, something that doesn't happen to often...
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posted by GummyBears_11
A poem written bởi me. :]

Snow, snow, bạn are perfect.
When bạn fall down, bạn are white. A clean white.
Beauty, beauty.
The beauty of snow.


We put on mittens, we throw on scarves.
We run outside a pick bạn up, ball bạn up,
and toss you.

Then we get cold.

We run inside and drink coffee and cocoa, we
snuggle up, we run hot baths.

Why, snow, why are bạn so cold, so numbing?


~

A new girl at school is seen bởi the Queen bee.
She is approached.
The Queen bee wears expensive clothes and carries a designer bag.
Her hair is sleek and red, with gorgeous highlights in all the right places.

She isn't skinny, nor is she...
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posted by Dhampires
Hate.Disappointment.Regret.They all make up some of the worst thing in our lives...then why can't we just give it up?Give it up and just throw all our problems away?The answer is simple because this,this is reality not a fairytale hoặc some fiction story,where the writer can just have their way over their characters like puppets.No.Not at all in reality does one have their way to control their life hoặc the lies that people tell them.There's no stopping your troubles in life hoặc changing the regret you've made in the past ...it's life.
posted by para-scence
"Blake!" I shouted. I ran down the stairs, grabbing my áo, áo khoác and quickly throwing it on. He came in, holding Tristen and Blakely in his arms.

"Huh?" he asked, completely unconcerned.

"Hollis is being taken to the hospital," I đã đưa ý kiến quickly. His eyes widened. "We need to go!" He nodded, and we got the twins in their car seats, and soon were off to the hospital.

"What happened?!" he asked, his voice thick with tension.

"I don't know! Her teacher just called, and đã đưa ý kiến she was being taken to the hospital! I didn't really think to ask the details!" I said, panicked. We were nearly speeding, but still...
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Sorry this is so long and confusing! I promise the tiếp theo part will be thêm exciting! :)

I never realized how much it hurt to be shot. Who would believe that that was the least of my worries? I certainly didn’t, so as I was screaming my head off, all people from around the school came into the band hall to see who was screaming. I suppose they would be a bit disappointed that someone was just shot and no one had gone crazy, which would have been equally entertaining, but there was tension in the room. Kids stood awkwardly around, not knowing what to do. People that had crowded around me earlier...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
To You,

Why? Why are bạn so gorgeous? Why were bạn wearing shorts?

I was tossing and turning in giường last night, knowing that as soon as I saw your face, I would like bạn again. Dammit, I was right. I do. Sort of, anyway.

And I saw bạn in class. I peeked through the window. Damn, I saw you.

My dreams did bạn no justice. You're too gorgeous! Your blonde hair, bạn didn't cut it, that kind of made me happy.

Your eyes, why! Why did I have to want bạn so bad again?

Chloe and I, we were going to call bạn vampire. But now, I'm all shy again. Too bad, conscience. I'm going to do it. Vampire! Vampire! You...
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posted by iluvtheshow
Prologue:
"Harper! Aren't bạn happy she's eating with us?" Gwen asked happily. Harper shot her sister a glare. "It shouldn't be a big deal that your step-mother decides to eat with you." Harper spit out, looking back at the book she was reading. Gwen's face fell. She didn't care what Harper thought, she was going to make the best of this. Their step-mother, Lyn, hadn't eaten with them in 2 months. Gwen walked down the hall toward the kitchen, her sister's words echoing in her head.

Chapter 1 *Gwen*

Divorce. God, I HATE that word. It's like something something toxic. Something that can ruin lives...
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posted by zutaradragon
such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at bạn for years. but, sometimes i can taste how đắng, cay đắng i've become...& its thêm then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?

the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what bạn DO with the gift of life, that determends who bạn are. the pain bạn feel...its normal. let it go.

bạn think?

yes. bạn need to forgive and forget.

i can't...

bạn can.

but i can't just do nothing...

it's not nothing!

i cant just...forget.

it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...

you're right...