We're all a little mad. A little insane. A little psycho. On the inside. We usually know how to control that small part of us. But what happens when it builds up? What happens when it claws its way out? আপনি snap. Correct?

Sometimes when we snap, we murder people.
Parents.
Animals.
Friends.
Sisters
Brothers?

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives অথবা Ropes.

But sometimes... People try to help us.. sometimes people cause our madness. The thing that leads to those horrid acts is them trying to fix us. And দ্বারা fixing us they put us in a room. With a jacket. And isolate us from everyone...

His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock পাঠ করা well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone অথবা why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid আরো attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when আপনি do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see...

The first thing I see is white. It is blindingly pure and I have to raise a hand to shield my eyes. When the light fades, I blink 8 times, trying to grasp my surroundings.
The room I stand in is warmed দ্বারা the flames dancing in the fireplace. A burgundy পালঙ্ক sits on the flowered Persian rug, accompanied দ্বারা two arm chairs and a glass coffee table.
The প্রশ্ন "Where am I?" leaves my mind in that glance. It is replaced by "Why?" and আরো urgently "How?". I walk cautiously অগ্রবর্তী and run a hand over a bookshelf crowded with thick encyclopedias and vibrant fairytales.
This place.
This house were...

The girl walked in the cave, laptop in hands, wearing sweatpants, a T-shirt, and multi-colored socks. She sat down on the couch, her legs crossed, and opened the laptop, setting it in her lap. Immediately, the lock screen showed up, having her type in her password. After she typed it in, the laptop went to the main screen, a picture of her, Rosie, and Maxine appeared in the background. The red head moved the মাউস pad and left clicked on the documents tab, opening a file about Joker that Zack had gotten for her. Rene put it on full zoom, পাঠ করা everything over a billion times, getting as much...

(( Bentley P.O.V ))
Two months………, two months we’ve been trapped in this death game…. We had barely made a dent into reaching the one hundredth floor. The floor to freedom, I felt হারিয়ে গেছে and tired but wasn’t in my right mind to give up. I walked through the streets in my black combat boots, black jeans, my black fingerless gloves, and fighting vest with swords crossing on the front. I walked past the ফলমূল stands and opened my option তালিকা looking to see how much money I had, I clicked on an amount and a bag of money appeared in my hand as I walked over to purchase a bag of apples....

She opened her eyes and looked around the dimly lit room. She read the time on the clock. Only noon. She had time. She reached under her বিছানা and pulled out the suitcase. She got up and looked in her closet. Pushing the clothes aside, she grabbed all the weapons left on their posts. She placed them in the suitcase along with the other smaller knives and বন্দুক hidden in the room. S
he threw in a book of ছবি and her journal. She closed the suitcase, slipped her iPod in her pocket, and looked around the simple room she had called hers. There really wasn't much she had, a few books, few clothes,...

First songfic ever (published) দ্বারা yours truly!

This is the end
Hold your breath and count to ten

It would be much easier just to let go. To allow the bubbles of valuable oxygen escape her lips an float away to freedom.

Feel the earth সরানো and then
Hear my হৃদয় burst again

Her lungs screamed for আরো air, any air, her body begged for আরো heat, any heat. The energy had already seeped trough her clothes into the surrounding depths. All senses threatened to shut down and leave her হারিয়ে গেছে in the darkness alone and too exhausted to give a care.

For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamt this moment

The chain...

A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.

"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The কমলা jumpsuit he wore was little আরো than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. আপনি have refused to give us any information...

Ari stood behind the limber dark বৃক্ষ *snap* a deer
just fell into her trap she turned to it a baby deer
right in front of her...she let it free."No luck today."
she whispered to herself and then out of the bloom
right behind her was Nightwing."Dick!I hate it when আপনি do that is it really neccessary?!"she asked in anger,"Actually yes it is."he answered sarcastically,
"What do আপনি want Nightwing?"she asked in a sigh.
"to wish আপনি a happy 16th birthday sis."he said,
"Oh,thanks."she ব্যক্ত surprisingly,"I still remember this place Bruce would take us here all the time when we were kids."Dick said,
flashback...

This is from The_Writer!!! NOT ME!!!


"Hiya!" Sam yelled, slamming a kick at Two-Face. The man dodged and grabbed Sam's leg, yanking it out from under him.

"You've been working out Sammy, boy." Two-Face said. 

"Hey!" Becca yelled, punching a guy's face in. "Only I get to call him that!"

"Now is really not a good time, princess!" Sam yelled in reply. He leaped up and punched Two-Face on the scarred half of his face. The criminal mastermind crumpled to the ground. 

Sam would've congratulated himself if two dozen আরো heavily armed thugs hadn't walked in at that moment.

"Down!" Becca yelled, throwing...

A fun little one shot that occurred in my mind পাঠ করা ff.net a long time ago.
I decided to write it out today, because I was bored to all hell. Have fun reading...

Kyra was curled up in a little ball on her bed, sniffling and shivering. Her nose and eyes were red, and her forehead was covered in drops of sweat. She'd locked herself in her room and had wrapped herself up in covers, coughing violently into her elbow every once in a while. She was a mess...
And she had a mission with the team.
No one knew she was sick-- she refused to tell anyone, even her sisters অথবা brother. She'd distanced herself...

SilverWings tried to ignore it the first two times. She had finally gotten to sleep only to be awoken what felt like ten মিনিট later. She sighed as her ringtone, Whistle দ্বারা Flo Rida, rang a third time. She didn't want to wake the others with the ongoing tone.
Silver fumbled for along the dresser for a moment before her hand struck the cell. She flipped it open and held it to her ear, her head still resting on the pillow.
"Hello," she ব্যক্ত grogily.
"Ary!"
"Nic," Silver sat straight up, fully awake now."What's wrong?"
"Don't hate me, but I need your help."
"Why would I possibly hate আপনি for waking...

*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. আপনি know that weird feeling in your stomach when আপনি feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. অথবা আপনি die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....