Just a Damsel in Distress_The Ongoing Battle_Sofia's Wedding_Code Silver
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Just a Damsel in Distress
You used to be my everything, though to you I was nothing at all. I was just another girl living in her own fantasy world. The world in which you were the king and I was the queen. Together we would have ruled our kingdom in the woods, away from it all. But it was just a dream that should be forgotten, yet it will forever be the scene keeping my imagination alive. You were the perfect guy. Everyone was in love with you, but no one loved you as much as me. I spent years of my life watching your every move, waiting for you to suddenly realize that you needed me. Ywww.onedoor.ccou never did need me though. ...
The Ongoing Battle
The smell of blood wafted through the air, creeping steadily from the battlefield. Screams could be heard, far off in the distance, if you listened long enough. A solider covered in dirt and sweat crawled stealthily to the edge of the trees, hesitating for a moment, anticipating the massacre. How many of her fallen comrades would she see today? This place had become a permanent scar across their landscape. It stretched for miles, with no end in sight. This once peaceful place had become a graveyard for all those fighting for the cause. Invaders had come, infiltrating their land and pushing th...
Sofia's Wedding
“You were trying to protect me! Ha! You’ve ruined everything!”*“But they seemed soft.”“Well, they’re burnt now,” Victoria’s mother answered, clanking cookie sheet down on the cooling rack.Through the kitchen window, they could see Sofia by the river skipping rocks in her bare feet.“I can’t believe she’s getting married in a week,” Victoria said.“I know. The first of my girls,” her mother sighed shakily.“Do you really think he’s right for her?”“Oh, Vicky, not this again.”“What, I’m just asking.” Fiddling with the ginger cookies, Victoria dislodged one and stuck it in her mouth. It was sweet b...
Code Silver
Cold sweat began to drip down Greyson’s face as the elevator came to a sudden, jerking halt and the lights above began to flicker. There was only one other person on the elevator with him, an elderly woman who was standing against the back wall, seemingly completely unbothered by the sudden grinding halt. There was also an empty gurney that one of the staff members had left. Greyson hated elevators, but this particular afternoon, he was running late for a job interview he had hoped would be a new start for him. “This has to be some kind of omen” he thought to himself as he tried to calm his in...