| I originally did this as a request and I loved it so much that I continued it. I had hoped to make it horror but I am still working on the basis to that horror. Hopefully, in the next part, I get to write some pain, doom, and gloom! ^-^ |
| I originally did this as a request and I loved it so much that I continued it. I had hoped to make it horror but I am still working on the basis to that horror. Hopefully, in the next part, I get to write some pain, doom, and gloom! ^-^ |


SurpriseHeart beats faster. Hands get cold. Face gets hotter. Suddenly, I'm not so bold.Surprise
Shortness of breath. I'm losing air. Abnormal shyness. All this just from your stare.
When did this happen? How did it start? I drift through madness and wonder, At what point did you steal my heart?


Midnight ButterflyThe soft pitter-patter of rain on the sidewalk was all that could be heard. A crimson blush stained the pale cement glowing in the streetlight. Cool rain fell upon the scarlet pool of a past life, before running pink into the gutter. A mournful wind blew, caressing the lifeless shell. The rain shifted and after a time, ceased to fall. A ruby blossom grew on the empty chest and slipped down to the pavement to mingle with the puddles. Silence.Midnight Butterfly
A tiny hole was left over her still heart. Her brilliant green eyes were wide, staring up at her lover in sorrow, now vacant and dull. Her mouth was open slightly, as though she wished


GhostsTiptoe, they did. Wander, they tried. Moaning across the empty lands, they roared.Ghosts
Eternal, they were. Forgotten, they have become. Gone, they are now. Their pallid hands reached forth to grasp the world of the living. Fail, they did. Fall, they did. They will forever haunt those who remain. Ghosts, they are.
| I love to write and take photographs. I hope that my fellow deviants love to read what I write and absorb what I capture. Please comment. I am glad to hear your feedback. I take requests and I almost never pass up an art trade... ^-^ |


Underneath - PrologueAlways smile. It makes people wonder what youre up to AnonymousUnderneath - Prologue
Theyre commonly found under the bed, though they can make themselves comfortable in a closet when needed. Monsters plague every child in their early years, glaring out from the misty darkness with a form not quite discernable from the toys and trash that are so very often found under a childs bed. Adults cant see them, and children forget their realness as they grow up.
Few know the details on these creatures. Its not known why they live under the beds, or why theyve decided to torment children. What is known i

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Karl Marx is not our founding father.
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DANCE LIKE NO ONES LOOKING AND LIVE TODAY AS IF UR GOING TO DIE TOMORROW, AND NEVER FROWN CAUSE U NEVER KNOW WHOSE GONNA FALL IN LOVE WITH UR SMILE!
~Xandi
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I own Ron Weasley and Artie Abrams
Oh my Jareth!
"Listen close to everybody's heart and hear that breaking sound"
"Jellybean you can never comprehend the intellect of her mind"
"I can't on my own change [the world], but I can start with me."
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art is what your feelings look like.
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