Drained Stories

3 months after the events of the Builders of the New World, Blake and Cirrus' wedding gets interrupted and most of the Ninja's hearts are taken by an old student of Dragon's, leaving them in a coma-like state, Gewuji travels to the Elbuod-Realm to recover the Hearts of Armouritzu.

This story has one main character. About 4-6 people are in this story! Characters are: Hiroshi(main character) (girl) Mina (guy) Aspen (guy) Pan (guy) Gloria (girl) Niylha (girl) I don't know if anyone would love this story but I hope they read it! Enjoy the story! I've always love writing but never bee able to write and show off, and I'm using this as an opportunity! This story is based off well what my brain tought of, and this story should be interesting if my brain agrees to work with me 😁

Drained

This is a short story that contains meaning and truth behind every word. A legend about a girl. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘳. But is it just a legend? ------------- I would appreciate ~any~ kind of feedback on the story!!

I wrote this piece in the spring, 2013, after a day gone bad. I was extremely tired and fed up with things and once I got back home I just poured all my feelings into the text. After reviewing the work a couple of days later I thought it was actually quite good moody piece, so I gave it a proper editing and pushed it out as a facebook special.

Eyes can get tired too.

an ex from the past. She thought he would be different until he wasn't.

Kaleidoscopic thoughts whirling behind my eyes, Why do I run through the same repeating tie, Feelings of wooden heads and hearts, Calling out to me to become their art. Your mellifluous voice makes my blood sing, Somber silken hair with lavender lies, As it flows like water my soul dries.

Sherlock is mentally drained, but it seems no one can see that, not even Molly, who usually understands how he feels. But you know, life's a bitch and then you die, right? You just have to roll with it, even though suffering from depression an ED and having problems with Self-harm, sucks, you still need to keep going for that one person.

Alone. Depressed. Scared. Hurt. Forgotten. Tired. Neglected. Drained. Desperate. Sad. Timid. Fragile. All Words To Describe Peyton, A Sad 17 Year Old Boy. All He Needs Is Help. *TRIGGER WARNING* *ALSO SATAN WORD (cuss words) ARE USED QUITE FREQUENTLY* *AND ALSO IF YOUR A HOMOPHOBE GTFO*

This is a story about a female who just recently broke up from a relationship. She is having a hard time getting back to herself. Battling depression and trying not to give up. Lacks support from others but is trying to see the sunset at the end of everyday.

Her eyes held innocence, fooled were the ones who got lost in them those lips, she was a sinner in the most saintly way. She was a death wish in the name of love. She was just a girl. Made of poison coated in sugar. *** When someone hands over you a book which contains the broken & lost pieces of yours, giving you a second chance to find out where you went wrong and to fix those pieces with the remaining ones, what would you do? Read it or just throw it away? Love, Anonymous (The Letters) will contain the incidents that happened in Lia's life years ago written from a third person's perspective, the one who was there lurking in the shadows. #9 in anonymous #37 in Silence #191 in darkness

Just a book of my Art, and other random stuff I find

𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚣𝚊, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛, 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘-𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛, 𝙳𝚘𝚞𝚖𝚊, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙸𝚌𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛 ???? - '𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝘿𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙀𝘿 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚝, 𝙷𝚞𝚑..'

Venting about the struggles of anxiety, searching for a ways I can put it in perspective fo others to understand.

Jenny Mitchell was down on her luck. She had one week before her lease was up. If she couldn't find a new home in seven days (which is highly unlikely) she would be homeless. While searching for places at least semi-decent to live in, Jenny stumbles upon a mysterious - and rather sexy- man on a bench. She later realizes he has what she needs; a place for rent. The place was perfect (even the owner was deliciously perfect) except for the statues and an overwhelming amount of pictures and even paintings of an evil looking creature named The Soul Snatcher. They were hung everywhere. Jenny thought she could live with it, but as it turns out, the house and owner weren't as perfect as she thought. Follow Jenny as her luck turns from bad to worse at 1234 Souls Lane. A deal has been struck, a contract signed in blood, and the price? Your soul.

Here's a poem about how i've been feeling the last few days. Hope you guys enjoy it!

Feelings put into words in the best way I can