ZoeyKatarina

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It was time

It happened. It happened again, I looked at the little girl that was always infront of me. I knew she wanted to grew up. I knew she was trying to love herself, because lets face it, the hatred she felt for herself wasn't healthy and the worst part...no one noticed but me. Looking at those hazel eyes, how could she be so sad? Most people would kill for what she has, but in a way it's understandable even though it's not an excuse for all the sadness this little girl was feeling. She had lost so much, I had seen so many tears roll down her cheeks, it was in a way, different, her eyes turned green whenever she cried, her eyes turned empty althoug

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It was time

Featured

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Part 1

I closed the door and locked it with my mind as I walked closer to him. He was smiling and watching me carefully trying to guess my next move. I wanted him, I wanted to feel his body against mine, him inside me. He stepped back and I heard his back hitting the door softly. He had no way out. He was mine now. I walked closer and closer stopping inches away from him. "You're mine now" I said smiling. He smirked and pulled me closer to him. He wanted me just like I wanted him. I lick his cheek slowly and smiled. I knew he couldn't resist anymore. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him softly, we both closed our eyes at the same time an

Passion

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Her eyes...she was looking at me with those big red eyes of her. She asked me if I feared death, I shaked my head and smiled. I met Death a long time ago, we were enemies...I always escaped and she kinda hated me for that but not my fault I'm so good escaping from her tight grip. The girl, the assassin they sent to kill me...her name is Ash, she's half vampire, half human so she has two personalities. When her eyes turn red she turns into an assassin, a vampire assassin, she has a big sword but her sword is nothing compared to mine. She could never win this fight. I standed up slowly watching her carefully. I knew she was ready to attack any

Assassin

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It was time

Letting it out

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It was time by ZoeyKatarina, literature

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It was time

Maya Angelou by ZoeyKatarina, literature

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Maya Angelou

“I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life. I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life.” I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I’ve learned that you shouldn&rsquo

Short advice for the lost souls... by ZoeyKatarina, literature

My worst fears by ZoeyKatarina, literature

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My worst fears

What are nightmares? Are they really just our subconscious trying to tell us something or are nightmares something more? What about the voices? Are they all in my head or does someone else hear them too? I have asked myself hundreds of times if the voices are a symptom of some sickness but what if they aren't? What if they're real? I see and hear things that people don't normally see or hear...I have tried to talk to..."them", but they rarely say anything and when they do, it's not my dialect. What do I do? I push people away at every opportunity I get just so I don't have to explain my swing moods, my fears... I should ask for help, not run

When will it be enough? by ZoeyKatarina, literature

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When will it be enough?

When will it be enough? Every day the same routine. Drunkenness everywhere. Pain passing from a body to another... Anger...yeah anger, always there in every single slap, every single kick, every single word! But why? Why so much anger? So much pain and alcohol in your veins? Why am I the victim of your anger? Of your pain? Do I really deserve all the insults? All the bad affection you give me? What did I ever do to deserve such treatment? Nothing! I did nothing...but I still hold on to every single thing... When will you see what you're doing? Probably when it gets too late, When you realise my body will be incapable of holding more pain.

Letting it out... by ZoeyKatarina, literature

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Letting it out...

I don't know what happened... My mind got stuck in the simple sentence, "Why am I the bad guy?" Yeah, why am I? I did nothing wrong and still suffer all the problems and consequences of everyone's choices? Does that mean I have to change who I truly am? Does it mean I should start worrying more about my problems and own consequences instead of hearing other say that life isn't a fairytale, when I know more about life than the people who come to me seeking for answers and help? What am I supposed to do? I hear everyone around me complain about things that aren't even real problems but I can never find the solution for mine. Does everyone feel

That girl... by ZoeyKatarina, literature

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That girl...

I remember memories of a distant world... There they were, running, jumping, as they were just one... It didn't take me long to figure out who the girl running and jumping was... I knew I remembered that smile from somewhere but it still took me a few seconds to realise that the smile on that girl's face was the same as mine, she was me, only difference, she still had light inside her soul, dreams in her mind and love in her heart... After having several times the exact same memory I started wondering why my brain got stuck in such unpredictable memory... Little did I know that the smile on that girl's face would change my life... I found you

Behind the mask by ZoeyKatarina, literature

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Behind the mask

Behind the mask There's a whole new person Someone that we never thought it existed. Of course everyone has a mask A mask that covers what we don't want other to see. Some hide the beauty Others hide the hate But there's other that hide their true personality. They change completely so they don't get judged So they don't get trolled at. That's not right. People should accept themselves as they are Not what others want them to be. There's a mask in every person. A mask that hides what they don't want others to see.