Geskur Monologue

Hey, how are you all doing out there ? Well, me I have just been trying to stay healthy and keep my head high so I can make it back to the only thing I have and that’s you all “my family”. I try not to think about you all too much because when I think about what's going on out there it makes me mad and I am so tired ‘’omg’’. We don't eat that much during war but when we get back to the base we eat pretty good, well actually really good. I notice that a lot of people donate food and medicine and first-aid kits too. I just got an Lee-Enfield rifle and it's a pretty nice gun, it can hold 10 bullets. I just been waiting to use it on, Germany, Austria-Hungary and the Ottoman Empire against the Allied forces of Great Britain, and there are some

I’m ready to fight i tried telling myself, but I’m not until I turn on my music but now I think that it is distracting me. Let's do this, it’s now or never. “For Skyrim” I yell.

Feeble, isolation and dreaded anticipation. I will describe my sadness as death by a thousand paper cuts. For every time I remember that my little boy is leaving me, possibly forever, another cut is sliced across my already weakened heart. None are enough to kill me, but powerful enough to deeply scar. My stinging heart clenches at the thought of the risk that he is putting himself up to. Slowly, I lift my trembling hand with the sellotape bandage wrapped around it, and limply brush off as many white cat hairs as possible. Holding back the temptation to graze my nose across the tip of his and run a hand through the gelled blackthorns of his hair. I attempted to distract myself by smoothening out the creases in the uniform. Can’t the clocks

I reach over to hit the snooze button on my alarm clock, for what feels like the 100th time tonight, however I’m completely awake now and realize it wasn’t the alarm, it’s my phone. My heart is pounding so hard, because I know it must an emergency, for someone to call me this late. I dialed the number back with my hands trembling, finally I hear this little muffled voice that I didn’t recognize at first then I realize its Jamie. She said, “Please come and get me, I need help” I asked her where she was but she couldn’t even tell me, then the phone went silent.

I pushed the arm in front of me even deeper into the guy’s throat. It was much harder than it had been the first time and I felt his Adam's apple push into my skin.

The smell of burning flesh is repugnant. It lingers on every street corner, on every piece of cloth, in every shallow breath. The sky is red. Glowing through black clouds that are heavy with the ashes of those who have stopped screaming. More than three thousand tonnes of high explosive bombs are dropped. Again. Again. Again. Just like dust caught in a sunbeam, the ash swirls a slow descent. The air pulls in. Pauses. Pressure building. The blood in your veins almost recoils, your brain bruised in your skull. A moment of vertigo. Then nothing but noise. Loud. Angry. Ringing. And pain, so much pain. Screams rise, the crescendo approaches. Hellfire rips through the buildings, the sky, the people, your heart. This city is a firestorm.

I woke up with a busting headache, "Wh-here am I?" I muttered looking around in a dark room. A bright light flashed, "Tate who do you pick?" I heard James speak. Picked!? More people? I looked over and spotted to girls in the cornor sobbing. "Her." I looked to where his finger was pointing. Me!? Tate motioned his finger for me to get up, I rise walking towards him, what's there to fight for anyway? James eyed me the 'you better not try nything stupid' look. Tate lead my limp body towards a room, "Sit." he whispered, I sat right in the floor, "What the hell i'm not bad, come sit on my be." "Ok bitch." "What kind of music do you like?" "Why." "Why not." "Alternative." "Is hollywood undead ok?" "Fucking love that band!" I boomed. Tate

Stork was flying gracefully with a small puppy barking in its blanket, with a small look of guilt.

Last night was a blast for him. He stole the dance floor, sang like a star, and ate like a king, but today he was found dead in his hotel room, the lifeless corpse of Dominic Francis leaking blood onto his bed, the name “Corcurro” carved into his torso. I, Kurt Wilson, the best friend of the victim, found him. I am a former military soldier of the U.S., and I swore to the lord himself that I would find the killer and avenge my dear friend, Dominic Francis at absolutely all costs.

"The world didin't always look like this......the world wasen't always like this. At one time the world was vast with green and ocean's as blue as the sky opposing them. People like you and me loved and laughed with their family's and friends. Animal's like the dog next to me were beautiful creatures. Ace next to me there was my dog.....no matter what he stayed next to me all the way till now...he was the only thing that gave me hope in the world my ace in a deck of cards. People were better before..they came. Now it's time i tell you about the giant in the background.

Angrily, you slammed your fist on the horn, your head felt so hot you were sweating. The car roared down the street. "That bastard!" You swore. "I'll kill him! I'll kill the cheating bastard."

Dave was bored out of his damn mind right now. The white haired teen flops dramatically on the bed, sighing in a quite over dramatic fashion. "Someone save me from this eternal chasm of boredom!" He groans, "The fucking dragon of null is here and I don't want to be. He has taken me away in his god damn clutches. " he snorts to himself. "Nice job Dave. Hittin an allll new low. Chatten your self up. " The blonde huffs and pulls out his phone texting...hmm. Who should he bother. Karkat? Nah. John? Mm. Nah. Dave scrolls through his contacts before landing on...Jake. Hmm. Yeah. 'Yo. Bro. Come be my Knight in aluminum foil. Save me from the dragon of boredom. It has me in its clutches.' He waits a moment. 'Up up I go. To who know where. Who knows

My life was flashing before my eyes, I was realizing what was happening death was coming. Cold and stillness filled the room while the feeling of death started to overtake my body it was a different feeling but it had to come. My limbs felt heavy and I thought real slow everything was slowing down. Just then something odd happened like nothing I ever thought some sound came into the room an annoying buzzing creature.

I just got finished packing, tomorrow my sister, Aaron, and I are moving to Seoul to live with our brothers and their band members. My sister and I are twins along with our brothers. Our brothers are part of the famous K-Pop boy group called BOYFRIEND. I can't wait to meet the others, especially Minwoo because he's my bias.

When I stepped into the large neatly organized white polished plane, I never though something would go wrong. I woke up and found myself on an extremely hot bright sunny desert island filled with shiny soft bright green palm trees containing rough bright yellow hard felt juicy apples. The simple strong plane I was in earlier shattered into little pieces of broken glass and metal when crashing onto the wet slimy coffee colored sand and burning with red orange colored flames. After my realization to this heart throbbing incident I began to run pressing my eight inch footsteps into the wet squishy slimy light brown sand looking in every direction with my wide open eyes filled with confusion in search of other survivors. After finding four