MadHattar13

HEY AGAIN! :D I am here to post, once again! This time its for xMackyx! I hope you all like it. OH! I am also giving xMackyx credit~they helped me with the idea, and it would be rude not to give kudos! I LOVE YOU ALL. With all my weight, I pushed forward, sprinting towards my destiny. One rope, one chance. I leaped off the ground like a cheetah leaping for prey. With my fingers extended, I flailed in the air grabbing at the thick rope. I grasped it, receiving probably 100 splinters in the process, and swung high into the air like a monkey on a vine in a jungle. But i wasn't in a jungle. I was in what used to be Cincinnati, the torn apart c

Hello, everyone! I havent posted anything in so long, and I need to. I know I told xMackyx i would write a story, but, this one is already done, BUT I PROMISE THIS WEEK ILL POST IT. (: anyway, to the story we go! Anyway, this had to be 300 words or less, but i will add what i please. Running. Away from my old life, away from the horrors and the suffering. Away from the anger, and from the emotionless drones that suffocated me. I had on a white shirt, and white pants, with some simple white slippers (just like everything else in my old life- white.) If only I could remember some of what happened in that hospital. I held a dagger in one hand,

I know i havent posted much at all in a while, but i almost have 1000 views! :D I LOVE YOU ALL. Anyway, now for the story. I hear them. The voices. Ever so softly, they call me, chanting my name as though I were a hero, a god. They dont chant in happiness, nor anger, nor depression, nor lust. Emotionless, these voices will call me. I see no one, but, man, do I hear a lot. These voices, what are they doing to me? Making me insane, or possesing me? Consuming me? Why me? I'm not becoming insane. Merely just an act of insanity doesn't make one insane, does it? These voices. Tearing me apart limb by delapadated limb. Hanging on to the one tiny