Chapter Four - Allies
"Whatever the heck is going on in there, I'm staying out of it." I said as I stood next to Kevin. "I'm not bringing my Pichu in there until I know it's safe." "Ohhhh I'll make it safe alright." Electra said as she placed her Pichu down, growling as...
Chapter Three - The Getaway
"Hey! Who and what are you!" The officer asked as he got out of his car. "Promise you're not going to tell!" Zeke said. "I don't want the humans mad at me!" "Hey!" The cop yelled. "I'm TALKING to you!" "You're talking to animals. You're...
Chapter Two - Troubles In The Park
"So apparently using shadow ball freaks them all out, and makes your opponents explode..." Zeke said as he lay down in the backseat. "The Pokemon here suck! They're weak, have NO brains, can't take a hit, cant SPEAK..." He growled. "Hey no need to...
A New Life (Part 1)
#7 of a new life the alure of the clear blue sky was a sight to behold. his nostrils flared slight... the alure of the clear blue sky was a sight to behold.
A Dog's Life
A dog's life may not be so bad. a dog's life is the best i'd have. ~faf
I still loved her but never got her back so i wrote it in a poem.
life watches you make choices and sees what you do until you get screwed, when you goof up in life, there's no turning back in time you must suffer for the rest of your life seeing what you have done wrong, cause with life there's only three times until you
The Last Breeze: Poem
Of yesterday shatter within the breeze which spread throughout the ever growing world which the flowers of peace bloom, knowing the time of love has once again reborn within the young souls hearts hear their love within the light of the moon; know their life
Through my eyes
If only you could see my life through my eyes.
Midnight Chills
It was a little after midnight, I know because I was just at the midnight release of Black Ops 2. The ride through main street was quiet and hardly any vehicles were on the road. It was almost like a ghost town with lights. Anyz, I made it to the...
The poem
People reading stories, people reading life, aren't they all the same in my time wondering why he is writing about life.
Taking the Stage, Lead by the Audience
Definately not one of my better ones, though it's still okay... not as metaphor and allusion filled as my last ones. I'm somewhat proud of it though, kinda have to be. It's my own words....
Average Night
"eh," catso replied, "no need to panic over such things, life's life."