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My name is Ellie and I have quite the story to tell: KEEP AN OPEN MIND WHILE READING The body that I live in is not mine. Well I guess it is mine NOW, but it used to belong to DeSiree Ellyse Jackson. On October 30th, 2013, something happened while she was meditating and she left. I guess she found some sort of peace or release, but I really don't know. I have most of her memories and have some similarities to her to make stepping into her life easier, but overall, I want to change everything about my new life. I'll get to that more in a minute though. For now I want to try and explain just what the hell I am. So far from what I have been a

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18 deviations

Literature

Personal Hatred

Look at him. That tool. He's just sitting there on the couch with a girl on each arm, while I sit in the corner, virtually invisible. They only hook to him because he's the generic Jersey Shore bugger, tan skin, sun glasses, and a thin stubble with part of it packed together because of his faulty smirk. They drink, smoke, all that shit. I hate it. It can't be good for him. I decide to leave, I go to the washroom to puke up my humanity. I step into the room and take a long look at myself. "Are you okay?" Asks one of the girls. I look at myself. The tan, glasses, and the stubble. I'm the part of his personality he destroys to impress people.

Short Stories

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Literature

You are simply my only true friend...poem

When my emotions are locked, I know I can rely on you to listen to me. You're the only one to understand me, to give me a hand. When I have a thought, you will always help me express it. You don't even judge me for who I am. When the world leaves me, I know you will stay besides me. Forever. Oh how much I love you. People come and go, but you will forever stay with me. In reality, you are my only true friend....poem. PandoraMichaelis

Poetry

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Chapters

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You are simply my only true friend...poem by PandoraMichaelis, literature

Literature

You are simply my only true friend...poem

It's the Apocalypse by OfOneSoul, literature

Literature

It's the Apocalypse

Red sensors rotated and his gears resonated within him. He could hear the mass silence that echoed endlessly; no wind wafting through trees or horns blaring… - only ghosts. He sensed the crunch of metal and rust grinding and the clank of disused limbs popping into place. The mechanics of his body had forgotten basic processes… - and he felt ancient. Saved recordings worked through his hard-drive like memories reminding him of times with oceans of cities, flocks of humans, and towers so tall he could stand next to them and be called… - brother. The lenses of his eyes fluttered and a new world was upon him; the sun

A Really Bad Love Poem by Bruggush, literature

The Little Bat by PandoraMichaelis, literature

Literature

The Little Bat

Born small and black, red eyes and fangs, fury wings and claws. Misjudged and feared, thought to carry rabies. When all it carried was a broken heart. Never came out at day, not because its nocturnal, but because its was afraid to be shunned. Slept upsidedown to sense if someone tries to harm it for its indifference. Because its afraid. The little bat never understood this, why was she hated? The little bat was sad. Sad because it was not loved. The little bat tried to be loved, but it never worked. The little bat died broken hearted and missunderstood.

Bloody Mary by PandoraMichaelis, literature

Literature

Bloody Mary

I am a witch who seeks for skins. Late at night I get a beautiful girl, back at my dungeon I take the flesh and make it my own. Each new skin brings me youth, which gives me power. Villagers come and hunt for me, too bad they'll never catch me. Skins I need more skins' I shall hunt for skins. The more skins,the more power, the more they will hunt me, but I don't care,I just want skins. Look at her, the most beautiful skin in the village. I shall hunt her down. Come to me,yes come! Come give me power! Wait! What's this? Villagers hunting me down, I run but they caught me' I have lost my skin. Fire,it burns my power, my skin, its burning

Thoughts by PandoraMichaelis, literature

Literature

Thoughts

I thought I could call you a best friend, I thought that in the worst of times, you'd be there for me. I thought I could tell you my deppest of secrets,with no worries of anybody else knowing. That I could cry on your shoulder when I needed, That you would always give me hand, That in the darkest of times, you would light the way to happiness. That laughter made our bond stronger, That death was our only seperation. I thought that when everyone abandoned me, you would be next to me. Guess what? I was abandoned and you were not next to me, I thought wrong of you, None of my thoughts came true. But then again my thoughts never come

Blood Stained Sheets by PandoraMichaelis, literature

Monkeying Around by OfOneSoul, literature

A Parenthesis by changers-n-mash, literature

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