If You Don't Have Mystery You Don't Have A Story - John Bucher

The day my sister died, was the day I, myself, died as well.

She may not have knew it, but she was my hero.
I guess, however, all big sisters were kind of like that.

I remember seeing it, the body, the blood, the note she left in her own form of representation.
It was written, all across the wall, the note she left behind was in her own blood.

Hatred.
What a word, so different from hated; just a different form.
Which one am I? I should be described as both.
I hate you, and I know you hate me too. Everyone does.
Here are my final words to you:
Pain is welcoming
Crawling down my arm so slow
Blood that leaks...

Suji No Shi
A girl stands in her home; a hole has been ripped in the wall. She stares at her father in horror, he is covered in blood. At her father’s foot lays her mother, a huge hole ripped in her stomach, and she is dead. Blood drips from her father’s hands… she looked up at her father and, in an instant, he is gone. The girl falls to the ground and starts crying… that’s when she feels a tap on her shoulder. She turns around and sees another little girl, with pink hair and green eyes. They stare at each other silently… not saying a word. The first girl whose mother had been...

Zoeiz took a subtle relaxed deep breathe. And held it just for a moment.

Christ, by highest heaven adored…

The cold blistering air nipped at her exposed cheeks and the tip of her petite nose. A perfect atmosphere for the winters most important day, Christmas.

It was only 7:55 in the morning. Children throughout the modest town would be up by now, pouncing on their drowsy parents, eagerly anticipating on opening the wrapped gifts and stuffed bags.

She breathed out, the vaporous air revealing her breath.

Christ, the everlasting Lord…

Naturally, fresh flakes of snow began to fall from the...

Rosella arrives at her high school and opens her coral locker. "Ugh. I hate hauling this stupid messenger bag!" she says as she tries to get the bag off of her shoulder. "Her? Are you sure?" A group of boys say just not far away from Rosella. "Yeah. I'm plannin' on askin' her out." The tallest one says out of all three. Rosella secretly had put a spell on her own wand to transform it into a beautiful ring. Anytime she needed it, all Rosella had to do was slip the ring off and chant the code words to unlock the enchantment. "Why do you want to ask Rosella Karst out? She's a total weirdo. Who...

It was a winter’s morning when Nicola realised something strange. It was a peculiar morning, yet she didn’t understand why.
    Nicola called her mum from her bedroom, but she got no reply. She tried a second time, and even third time lucky. Yet Nicola still got no reply.
    Finally, after a few minutes of what was an eerie silence, she jumped out of her bed and ran across to her mum’s bedroom. She flung the door open with such force that it made a loud bang, scaring herself at first for sure.
    Nicola took a glance at the bed....

Once I was finally out of the hospital I was afraid to sleep in my own apartment. Kyle asked me if I would like to sleep at his house but then I remembered that last time spent the night at kyle's house. It involved no clothes and a lotnof dirty things I don't want to mention. But I said yes anyways, I had nowhere to sleep.
When we got to kyle's house I remembered I had not bottom any clothes. So for pajamas I wore one of kyle's t-shirts and my unferware. For dinner we ordered pizza, delicious. After dinner I brushed my teeth and combed my hair.
I didn't knowtice when Kyle came in the bathroom....

Simba sat me down on the floor as he pulled a chew toy out of his coat pocket and started chewing it *squeak squeak squeak* I opened my eye's, I was hopeing it was all a dream "Mother...." I said as I sat up slightly, as I looked around I knew I wasn't it wasn't a dream, I looked over at Simba "....Simba" I said as I started cring, I grabed Simba and held him tightly, as my tears rolled down my face Simba put his arm's around "Max...." Simba replied crying a little as well, as we sat there crying over what had happen my chest started to glow again but this time it wasn't purple it was blue...

Hi, I’m Rayne White, and you just got a free pass to my inner thoughts, and things going on at the moment. I’m seventeen, hyper, and gay. I’m incredibly sexy with my ice blue eyes, and my long black hair. I’m around 5’9”.

I have a best friend, her name is Lilah Devins. She is like my fag hag. Lilah is a bitch, but I love her anyway. She has long brown hair and brown eyes. Lilah is friends with most of the gay guys at school, which is all good and well, but she was friends with my nemesis, Remy Clarke.

Remy Clarke had tormented me since kindergarten. Lilah wouldn’t have me saying...

I didn't know which way to run. One foot went this way, the other went that way. My knees faltered and locked. I fell to the ground in a mess of tears. I wanted to keep myself open, but instead I cowered in fear. I whimpered when two strong hands grabbed the tops of my arms and lifted me up to my feet. My cries came out in staggered breaths; I hyperventilated. The strong arms pulled me into a hug.

"Oh my fucking...." the voice said, but didn't finish. "Kodi, I swear if I wasn't so happy to see you, I'd kill you right now." I peered up through my blinding tears at him. Even though I could barely...

It was when they handed me the motel room key that I realized I was way in over my head. The place was called Big Dan's Motel. It didn't sound great, but it was only thirty dollars a night. I went to the room they had for me, and contrary to the Motel's name, the room was not. The kitchen, living room, and bedroom were crammed into one room. Maybe this is usual for a motel, but I've never been to one. Ever. The carpet was a mossy green, and the tiles in the kitchen were white squares with four black diamonds surrounding the center. The bathroom was a decent size, but it reeked. Mold was growing...

I began teaching him a little more English. He knows more words than I expected him to know, but I taught him a little more. He picks up very quickly! Howl is pretty smart for a person that has been in the wild parts of the jungle since infancy (my hypothesis, but he could have been here since a toddler or a wee bit older) and has had no human contact what so ever (another guess from how he reacted when he first saw me)and can pick up just like that! He's also very sweet. So much sweeter than my stupid fiance' Adam. Ugh, what a dope he is! Howl isn't one. He's a sweet gentle animal loving guy...

We sat there, tears falling from our eyes. We, being me and my sister Friday.We were sixteen year old triplets but our brother had left for boarding school, three weeks ago. We all had black hair. Friday's short and straight, Mitch's cropped and spikey, mine long and wavy. Friday's red face contrasted so much with her hair and I was sure that I looked almost exactly the same. Izzy the oldest of our younger siblings, age thirteen, just sat. Kate and Sammi, age eight, were twins. Kate rolled around restlessly and Sammi gripped her doll so tight that it almost seemed that it's one eye was popping...

One date...One date will not hurt me Brian thought muttering to himself inside of his dimly lit room. His room was darkened by picures of obscure creatures, that he hand drew, he is an outstanding aritist, all of his work is so detailed, if he drew a indow, with scenery behind it, you'd actually think it was one, you might make a fool out of yourself by tring to open it or clean it....but thats how good he was. He can't get her off his mind. Luna and Brian were about to go on there first (planned) date. Suprising, Brian, being a Demon of the Dark,was nervous. Nervous? How can I be NERVOUS?...

It was a warm night. The shadow of the full moon shone on Scarlet as she stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the sparkling water of the Atlantic Ocean. Next to Scarlet stood a tall man with black hair and eyes that sparkled in the moonlight. She turned to her left “To you Clyde, always know that I love you” she spoke gracefully. She turned slightly to the front, facing the light of the moon.

Scarlet held her locket tight in her hand, her purple dress swayed gracefully in the cool breeze. Her eyes closed as she began to walk closer to the cliffs edge. Clyde stood still, holding their...

I had just become acquainted with a person very few people would ever meet. A transparent, hard to see character with dark hair and stunning eyes whom most little girls would be frightened of. He, however, was scared instead. He had an extended fear that I have never felt or seen before. I did not understand this situation at all. I was only five, so I thought since I was human, he shouldn't be afraid of me. But that is not what he was actually afraid of. After all, he used to be human himself. He would not be so terribly startled of me being human. But he was alarmed by something about me....

I sit in my car, contemplating on whether or not I should go pick up Lola. I've driven her to school everyday since I've had my driver’s license, which has only been a few weeks, but still, would it be right to leave her to fend for a new ride?
So I drive by her house and honk for five minutes straight until her dad finally comes out and tells me she rode the bus. We vowed that when the first one of us gets our drivers license, we'd never have to ride the bus ever again. I drive to school alone and think about how she could possibly deceive me like that and wonder if the best thing I could...

Heyy I'm back...if no one is going to comment I might not post anymore...so plz comment cuz I like this story a lot nd I Noe where I'm gonna head with it.
~Kayla

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As I turned I looked at Nick and he looked at me. She's gonna pay. Big time! "Leigha, it was not a date!" I said through my teeth. Even though I wish Leigha was right she was wrong. We are not dating. "Yeah it wasn't a date!" Nick said. My heart broke right there. Ryan came from behind me.

"Karleigh, I didn't know you nd nick were dating." I was about to scream. "We are not dating!" I yelled. Out of the corner of my eye I thought...

4. A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

“Hey,” Riley greeted. I waved at him. I sighed. My eyes got locked on his outfit.
He was wearing a black, with a hint of white stripes and a long sleeved polo and jeans.
My heart pounded. I was sweating bullets. “So,” I shoved my hands in my back pockets. “What do you want to do?” I asked him. He was still composing himself.
Then he smiled at me. “How about I’ll ask you that question?” he didn’t sound serious. I did either, I don’t know what I had planned to do and it’s not happening right now. “What? Wait, I’m supposed to treat you, right?”...

Its pretty Long thxs for the comments :)

I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing, I looked at the screen and I saw melissa.baker :) and no this was not Damons sister it was the melissa I got drunk with.

'Hey mel whats up?' I hearded her laugh, 'Finally were have you been it's like you had dropped off the face of earth'. I laughed and started to walk to the mirror, 'Melissa you have no idea and It's good to hear you other then the same people all the time and if your gonna ask if I can come out no I cant visting my dad and I have shit to work out, so i better go love ya mwaa', She laughed...