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The moment when the thunder shakes the table you're drawing on is a very scary moment. Your mind rushes through all the possible things that could happen.
Earthquake?
Even if it's on the other side of the world, people still get hurt. People still die. Families and friends still get torn apart.
Tornado?
I think this one is self-explanatory.
Tidal-wave?
I've heard that these can shake land. But I live in Illinois so, probably not.
Hurricane?
What if the storm gets so bad the street floods and just washes everything away?
What if lightning strikes the house or a tree nearby?
What if, what if, what if...
The thunder shaking the table causes all this. Such a small thing, leading to such big and scary thoughts. Then it hits you.
These things have happened before. People have died because of this. Families and friends have been ripped apart.
And it will happen again.
But when? Is this the next one?
Can we stop it?
How many will people will go?
What even happens after death?
Ya, thanks for reading this tiny, itty bitty section of my brain. I've still got the rest to go.
This barely even scraped the surface.
Earthquake?
Even if it's on the other side of the world, people still get hurt. People still die. Families and friends still get torn apart.
Tornado?
I think this one is self-explanatory.
Tidal-wave?
I've heard that these can shake land. But I live in Illinois so, probably not.
Hurricane?
What if the storm gets so bad the street floods and just washes everything away?
What if lightning strikes the house or a tree nearby?
What if, what if, what if...
The thunder shaking the table causes all this. Such a small thing, leading to such big and scary thoughts. Then it hits you.
These things have happened before. People have died because of this. Families and friends have been ripped apart.
And it will happen again.
But when? Is this the next one?
Can we stop it?
How many will people will go?
What even happens after death?
Ya, thanks for reading this tiny, itty bitty section of my brain. I've still got the rest to go.
This barely even scraped the surface.
Hi Again
Sorry I've disappeared. I just kinda lost the motive to continue with DeviantArt. Sorry. But now I need to ask you to hold on and keep reading.
I'm on this thing called FanFiction.net and I love it! Mostly. I've been getting some hate on it from a guest, and because they're a guest I can't block them or report them.
The first time they hated on me was for one of my fanfictions that I took up for someone who quit. They said that I was a *blank* who was a *blanking* *blanking* attention-seeking *blank.* They also said to "listen to my mommy and focus on my studies."
They basically said a bunch of cuss words and told me to quit writ
Happy Halloween!
So, hey guys! We've got a whirlwind of...stuff.
First, my dad is in the hospital. Not looking for attention, not in the slightest, but I feel that it's major and needs to be said. So, ignore any offense in religions, please say a prayer for him. Please ignore any religious offense.
So also, if you haven't read my other journal, The Gar'er, read it now. Please, do yourself a favor. Here's a link:
I don't know what to do.
Also there's the matter of the ILLEGAL THING IN MY HOUSE. Ya, apparently my saxe knife is illegal because it's over 6 inches. So there goes my costume. We would be facing a large fine (something to do with a two
Layers of Stolen Souls-Prologue
Please note that because I am stupid I do not know how to write stories on DeviantArt, so I use the journal system. It works quite well actually....
Hope you like this!
I looked around me. I was trapped. Cornered. Dead meat. The beast crept towards me and leapt. I opened my mouth to scream, but I couldn’t make a sound. The horror of the creature before me was too much.
Wait, was that a….roaring sound?
“It was only a dream.” I say, relieved.
I look around, and freeze. I had woken up, so this couldn’t be a dream. Flames eagerly licked at the door, and I knew I would never get out tha
Dear Diary
No, this is not a diary. I just liked the way the title sounded. So sorry! :3
Let's talk about diaries.
I can't keep one because I ALWAYS forget about it. It starts with one day, then another, then before I know it, I haven't written in it in over three years!!!!!
I just recently got a new diary notebook thingy, and decided it would not be a diary. It would b a not-diary. On the first page I explained what it is.
'This is a not-diary. I'm just writing down notes, stories, and certain experiences that really impacted me.
That's right, I'm a wyvern and if you don't stop reading right NOW I will eat you. It will hurt. A lot.'
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