|Fantasy about the theme.|
Just a Kid"Pretend to be stupid. Men love it when they can show their cleverness!"Just a Kid by CarryPhoenix
"Of course! That's the only way!"
The group of women laugh, while a girl upstairs tears the sheet out of her notebook.
She made a wee little mistake and would be punished for it.
She has to study well because she's just a kid.
"Have you seen the latest episode of Loving Love?"
Meanwhile, the child in the neighbour room sits over Kant's book and dreams of watching a kind and good movie.
Not the one about love or bloody fighting.
But he can't do it because he's just a kid.
"Why don't you have any friends?"
"Because I have no time to socialize."
"Okay, study, but find time to make friends as well."
It doesn't matter that studying requires much time and force.
But this creature has an infinite stash of both.
It's just a kid.
Just a little colorful game, no wounds or bloody scenes.
The computer is suddenly turned off, and there's a shout:
"No wasting time!"
After that, bo
Upside Down the Staircase "Kaster."Upside Down the Staircase by CarryPhoenix
Kasterborous Tyler pulled the blanket over his head and rolled onto his right side, but didn't answer or open his eyes.
There was a poke on his shoulder. But Kaster didn't reply this time as well. There was another poke.
"Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke. "Kaster." Poke.
"WHAT?!" Kaster popped his head from under the blanket - his dark brown eyes appeared even darker because of shades around them. "Bertie, why the heck did you wake me up? It's... what time is it?"
The alarm clock on his bed table showed 5:14 AM. Figures.
"I think I've heard something!"
Kaster muttered not really polite words to himself. Though - there was no doubt about that - Bertram Pollock, aka Bertie, was his best friend and even his brother in heart (literally), but he was such a scaredy cat sometimes!
"Oh, Bertie, it's not a haunted mansion, it's the house of human-alien hybrids s
Living Spirits Panic.Living Spirits by CarryPhoenix
This is what was going on in this room full of people. Most of them were pressing themselves through the crowd and to the exit, scared of a picture that suddenly came to life. A train which was ready to smash everyone through! Hardly anybody could believe that it was only a ghost of the past (though clearly it was so).
Only one man, young-faced and with head decorated with six large quills of different colors placed behind his ears, was out of this world. He had remained calm during the show, and now his expression was just a bit tense, as if he was searching for a needle in a pile of pins.
"I thought I'd catch you here," he muttered, keeping away from the crowd. Having chosen a moment, he sneaked into the room from which the ghost had come - the gear-holding room, to be precise - and twirled around. No one was there. Except maybe for...
"There you are." The man moved a huge chair to the side and smiled at the sight of the person who was there.
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The creative use of the repeated line, the loss
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it causes the sufferer are expressed phenomenally well.
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I am a simple student. My love is languages, so I study English, German and Chinese. I also write stories and poetry.|
Current Residence: Everywhere I can be in
Favourite genre of music: Music with sense
Favourite style of art: Fantasy
Operating System: Windows XP
Favourite cartoon character: Rocket from "Galactik Football"
Personal Quote: I don't lie. I tell incredible things or the ones you don't believe in