Behind Emerald Eyes..

Okay, since Today was one of the creepiest (weird creepy.. not creepy creepy.) days I've experienced in the past few months, I'm gonna give you the layout of it, starting with the morning.

( 3:46 am - 12:00 pm )

Okay, I got HELLA bored....So I wrote some Goth Poems...

( Black Tears... )

Title: The Fairy-Tale Detectives.
Author: Michael Buckley.
Rating: I don't know.
Chapters: 11
Summary: For Sabrina and Daphne Grimm, life hasn't been a fairy tale. After the mysterious disappearance of their parents, the sisters are sent to live with their grandmother - a woman they believed was dead! Granny Relda reveals that the girls have two famous ancestors, the Brothers Grimm, whose classic book of fairy tales is actually a history book that documents magical mischief. Now the girls must take on the family responsibility of being fairy-tale detectives. Their first case? A roller-coaster ride of an adventure to stop a giant from destroying their new hometown.

( The Dense Forest Branches scratched at their faces and arms, but Sabrina and Daphne couldn't stop running, though they had long since passed the point of exhaustion. )

Okay, I've decided to begin a Story thing...I dunno what to call it, but anywhoo. It's called "Run Like Hell" and it's a Mysteriously-Horrific Fiction Story about a made up Serial Killer and a detective who teams up with one of the killer's victims to take the killer down.
( Chapter One... )

If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it,
Remember only the verse, songmaker's cry, the one without tears.
For I've given this it's strength, and it has become my only strength.
Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality.
Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew.
Sweet piano writing down my life.

..Teach me passion for I fear it`s gone
Show me love, hold the lorn
So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me
I`m sorry
Time will tell (this bitter farewell)
I live no more to shame nor me nor you

And you... I wish I didn`t feel for you anymore