art (for someone to see)
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Some Things Stay Private
A short story about a young girl and her family.…
The Devil's Deal
"It wasn't exactly my cup of tea, but I thought I'd give it a try."Luke loved sci-fi novels, comic books or anything he could get his hands on.It was his way to escape the hell life he lived at home, getting abused by his father.One night, whilst in bed, Luke has a nightmare, one that couldn't have beenany more vivid. In the nightmare he makes a deal with thedevil.In exchange for giving Luke a new life and family, he is to give his soul to thedevil as well as remain loyal to him.Luke didn't realise that he'd wake up the next morning with a new life, new family, a girlfriend. A new him...--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Credit goes to @ChasingMadness24 for the idea and description for this book!Credit goes to @Sophsicle for designing and making the cover!Started: 6/11/2016 16:40Completed:…
Flicker
Name: Emery AtkinsonAge: 18Places Spotted: Starbucks, Costa, Coffee #1 (Seems To Like Coffee)Family (Dead/Alive/Targeted): Mother (Dead), Sister (Alive and Targeted), Father (Alive)Date of Birth: 22nd October Date of Execution: 23rd August 2098Current Date: 1st February 2098Species: Unknown-----------------------------Emery has never been the same since her mother died 6 years ago, something always seems off...But now, at 17, she has been targeted and is racing for her life...She's not safe, nobody's safe...Not anymore...…
November
November's eyebrows furrowed as she listened to her father babble on to her brother about his fancy school. It was an all boys school. Of course he was sent to some fancy school whilst she wasn't sent anywhere at all. Most of the time November told people that she is homeschooled, but that is a lie. She had no school, no one wanted her... November didn't mind though. She spent most of her time in the hospital anyway... Her abusive father caused these visits, but there was always an excuse for the bruises the size of an apple, the scars, barely visible against her pale skin. Excuses for the auscrapes and grazes that coated her shaky, thin body. Generic excuses like falling down the stairs, or picking fights at school. November never told of the true reasons... The horrible blows her father had given her. The times he had came back from the pub, drunk and angry, and given her a good beating. Sometimes he would hit her, slap her, hurt her in every way possible, simply because he could.My mother will protect me, November would think, but her mother was gone, dead. Or so she had thought...…
Cute Adoptables
Some Cute Creatures You Can Adopt!-I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES!-…