I'll keep trying, though!
~Kal


Curse - Chapter 2Chapter 2: RemembranceCurse - Chapter 2
Trinity sank deeper and deeper in the depths of the water, the cold sapping at her limbs and robbing her of her movement. Her eyes fluttered open only once as she sank, and all she could feel was a rocking motion and the roar of the sea as she drifted downwards. Air was leaving her, she knew she would die. And so she closed her eyes and began to slip away into the awaiting darkness.
Trini…Trinity. Promise me we’ll always be together.
She screwed her eyes tightly. That voice. He was calling her again.
Don’t leave me, please…We’re supposed to stay together. Grass was pre


Dirge of the Angels - Chp. 1Chapter 1: AccidentDirge of the Angels - Chp. 1
“Sera, hurry up, you’re going to be late!” her mother called. Sera, a girl with medium-length brown hair and unnatural violet eyes came rushing down the stairs, backpack in hand. “You’d better eat,” her mother suggested the hurrying eighteen year old.
“No time,” she said. “Traffic is going to be terrible, and I’ve gotta cut through a lot of streets as it is.” Her mother shook her head as she ran out the door. “Bye, Mom, love you!” she called, running outside, her skirt fluttering a bit as she ran. Her necklace, a moonstone in she shape of a teardrop, flopped around on her chest, bouncing aga


Curse DrabbleYou've been running for so long, haven't you?Curse Drabble
I've been watching you for a long time. Years, in fact. I know about your parents...a shame, really, but it had to happen. Oh, that's right...you don't know about your mother yet. Well, I won't spoil the surprise. Your brother has a lot to tell you when you two meet again. You didn't think I knew about your brother, either, huh?
Funny, how alike you two are. You're twins, I know, but you act so similar that I can't help but wonder...are you really the one? Or is it your brother that I've been searching for?
I suppose it doesn't matter. Willing, or no, you wil


The Broom with a GirlThe Broom with a GirlThe Broom with a Girl
Sweep. Mop. Scrub. Dump. Hang.
And the day goes on.
A smack for leaving straw pieces from the broom. Two for not having the floor spotless. Any soap suds remaining? The whip comes out. No water must splash when the bucket is dumped. The whip is known to draw blood. The laundry goes out wet and messy. It must come in dry and neat. Dinner hangs in the balance.
And the days go on.
Sunup, sundown.
Once exhausted, after dinner, playtime is allowed, but no one wants to play with a dirty girl.
No one plays with her. &nbs
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Don't upset me...
I'm running out of room to hide the bodies
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really really appreciate it >.<~~<3
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