Ivypetal

The silence A torture in itself The sky Too bright and blue for a time of such mourning The sun Making stones glitter and shine The stones They stand forever in formation The hole Soon to be filled with roses The air Is cold and crisp, unwelcoming on our raw faces The guns The shoot off and make us wince The lullaby Played to mark the place of final rest The solider A man who I knew as a father The death A haunting surreal reality The pain So unforgiving and cold, never to end The scene A never ending loop in my head The memory Always there and stronger at the worst times The tears So many lost it’s a shocker I have any left The love

ok, i all i know was that this started when i was trying to draw Zim slapping someones hands for nachos, but the next thing i no, i drew two cats and a bowl of nachos! and thus, THE TOM AND STEEVE SHOW was born. THE CHARTERS: tom is a big, dark brown, tabby tom with a torn ear, and yellow eyes. he wants to be left alone. Steeve is a little sliver tabby tom with blue eyes and he likes to follow Tom around. Tom finds him annoying. THE TOM AND STEEVE SHOW!! THE EPISODE BEFORE TIME!! (when Tom and Steeve first meet!) Tom: please go away. Steeve: I like you! Can we be friends? Tom: no. Steeve: yay! We're going to be the best of friends!

They all saw her as an unbreakable, strong, brave Daten. Someone's who determination and can get her through anything. They only saw her as a tool. Use her to strike fear into the other races, the ones who challenged them. A human would call her a modern day female version Hercules or Achilles. Maybe a mix of both.  She was Kir, Daten princess and the universe's most dangerous warrior. Mothers would tell their children that Kir had mastered everything. That she was the best healer, the best invader, the best warrior, and she had been treated like a princess her whole life. But she wasn't the best at everything. She wasn't treated how a princ

Anne's time in hiding is a well known story. Almost everyone knows about it. Now, my days are limited, as well as my time. I had told Anne to keep this story out of her Diary. I am Peter Van Daan, and this is what my time was like in the Secret Annex. I'm going to leave out the dates, because I can not recall when it happened. Chances are, it was around the beginning of our hiding, but Mr. Dussel was there, leaving it more than likely to be more towards the middle of our time.

Lard Nar paced around his cell, trying to figure out what had come over the Irken across from him. Yes, he had been in training with Red for a while, but the Irken had always been a bit bossy and always loved to get attention. At the same time as loving attention, he wasn't as stuck up back then. He was cunning, smart, and always thinking of new ways to either get in trouble or discover something useful. But then again, there isn't much a difference between trouble making and discovering. The Vortain shook his head to clear away the memories. He had always known that Tallest Red was much more intelligent and tricky then the purple one. That