Loving Me for Me...

Your lips
Your eyes
Your smile
Your kiss, I must admit
(It's a part of me)
You please me
Complete me
Filling me
(Like a melody)...

Christina Aguilera

Holding Back The Years...

Holding back the years. 
Thinking of the fear I've had so long
When somebody hears
Listen to the fear that's gone...
Mick Hucknall


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Leaving...

One day I'm gonna blow this pop stand and I'm never coming back! You just wait and you'll see! ...


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Woods...

"Pete come back!" Mandy yelled as her yellow retriever ran off into the woods. "Stupid dog! He never does anything I say. I wish I had tea cup poodle instead!" 
She pulled the hood over her head. The sun wasn't up just yet, but that annoying dog had managed to whine and yelp until finally she let him go outside. And now, with her luck he'd run off into the woods and wasn't answering her at all.
"Pete!" she yelled again as her eyes darted from left to right. I don't have time to chase you all day. I only have two hours left and then I have to start getting ready for my soccer meet.
Kicking freshly fallen leaves on the ground, she stood with her hands on her hips. I knew I should have never taken his behind off the leash!
Moving deeper into the woods she peered through the dense fog. She grew uneasy. For some strange reason, she felt as if she was being watched. "Pete?" she called again with narrowed eyes. But there was no sign of the dog. 
All of a sudden a shadowy figure stirred in the distance. 
"Pete. Come here boy." she whispered as she slapped her hands against her thigh. 
A howling sound echoed through the mist as a pair of sinister yellow eyes stared back at her...



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The Dark Witch...

Jessica felt sorry for the lady. She was always alone and generally kept to herself. Like a creature of habit, she walked the same trail everyday. Looking down at her feet most of the time; she rarely looked anyone directly in the eyes. 

One day, Jessica decided to talk to her. She felt bad for the lady who always wore black. Maybe she wears it because shes in morning. Maybe she wears it because she likes it. The way the other ladies in town stared her up and down was down right cruel. How could they all be so mean? Besides, the lady in black seemed fine to her. 

She was sure that if she presented herself friendly; perhaps they'd become great friends. Most of the time; like the woman; Jessica often felt shunned and ostracized. So one day she decided to change all that. She decided to reach out to the lady who always hid behind her veil. 

Clearing her throat, she stepped up to her. "Hello, my name is Jessica. I don't mean to be a bother, but since we pass each other every day I wanted to formally introduce myself."
The lady paused for a moment as she clutched a dark book close to her chest. She lifted her head in surprise as no one ever talked to her.
"Well...hello... um its nice to meet you."She paused for minute. "My name is Raven."
Jessica smiled warmly and nervously pulled at her fingers. "I see you walking to the library everyday and I was happy to know someone else who enjoyed reading as much as I do. I don't have many friends around here so I read a lot for companionship."
The lady smiled casually as her sparkling eyes peered through the thin veil. "Not many friends?" she asked.
Jessica shook her head 'no' while biting her bottom lip. 
"Well...I don't have a lot of friends either. So perhaps we could visit the library together sometime. I'd love to get to know you better and share my readings with you."
Jessica's lips turned up in a bow. She had finally come out of her shell. Today she did something that was totally out of character. She'd put her self out there and made a new friend in return. "Yes, sure... I'd love that!" She glanced down at the lady's hand. "If you don't mind me asking. What kind of books do you like to read?" 
"Ahh... I read many things. I have a very eclectic taste I guess you could say."
"Oh, that sounds interesting. I like variety too. Are there any good reads you could recommend?"
The lady's heart began to race as a wave of heat surged through her body. This was going to be easier than she thought. This young lady was leaving the door wide open for her. Now was the time for her to make her move. Now was the time for her to reveal the truth. Lifting the veil off her face she pushed it gently over her head.

Jessica gasped as a deathly chill raced up her spine. Suddenly she grew very afraid. The lady had no color in her eyes. Her iris were as clear as crystals save the dark pupil in the center. 
"Are you sure you're ready to study with me?" inquired the lady as she moved closer to the young girl. "Are you sure you are ready for all mysteries to be revealed? Are you ready to drink from a well that never runs dry?...



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Hunger...

I was hungry and so I ate. Does that make me a bad person? Or does that make me a survivor. So what does it matter if I take a few lives here and there. Who cares that Jeff is dead. I did him a favor. I did them all a favor. He was a tormented soul and I released him into eternal rest; into eternal peace. 

I told him to leave. I told him it was best that he go home. But he just wouldn't listen. He had to stick around. He had to wait for the beast to awaken and by that time it was too late. The table had been set and he was the meal...

The Spell...

Today I put a spell on somebody. It was quite fun actually. I must admit, it was pretty mean. But hey, it was fun. Don't worry she had it coming to her. 

So what kind of spell was it you might inquire? A creepy one of course. After all, those are the best kind. 

This is what I did. I was standing behind her and I told her she had something in her hair; like a piece of cotton or lint. "Oh will you pull it out please?"

Of course I said; with the biggest smile on my face. Little did she know all I did was pull out one of her hair follicles. Hey I needed it! I needed it to make the potion!

So I have one of her hair follicles. A pen from her desk, a old bird's feather, a chicken bone and a bottle of olive oil. I boiled it. And then set the rest of the contents on fire in my back yard. I spoke a magic spell over it and then wallah !!! My spell was born!!!

Haa! haa! So now whats going to happen to this girl you might ask? Let's just say, the next time she gets ready to eat. She'll have a pair of eyes staring back at her. 

Haa!! haa! 

Man I just love being a witch!!


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