Creative Writing – Page 2 – Sleeping Crystals

Belongs To The Pages

A worn out notebook Blank pages A mind’s best friend A lost soul’s true companion. Twisted words, written backwards But

Pierce of daggers Daggers of witchery Tainted by the enemy’s blood Corrupt intruder With its lack of permission To enter

Ms Bitter comes back With its wrinkled pale skin and haunting aura Ms Bitter pays me a visit every now

Grab your scissors And cut the paper Always along the line Never leave the line. Cut the dotted lines And

This scroll is about a rabbit who lives in the jungle. According to my vast knowledge about the beasts from

Afraid is not the right term, Perhaps, blocked it is With two crossed swords. Guard is up When guard is

Twenty Words Tuesday Week 38 ✦ Page of Wish “The words he written down, flew from his notebook. He reached

Things were not really working out in life. And discussing a difficult situation was my Achilles’ heel, simply because hinding

Oftentimes she got asked about that one peculiar habit considered to be weird or unsual. However, she never really knew

Time was not the same while inside the graveyard, as mourning of the living had a singular effect upon such