The ship must come down by EmoGirl10590, literature
Literature
The ship must come down
All I can remember was the cold, the sinking of the ship, the screams...! No matter if they were being eaten alive or dying from the freezing cold waters. Everything was like a sweet sensuous blur.
I didn’t want to go on this ship, I knew what was going to happen... as for the corpses... I didn't know... I... I just wasn't expecting that...
Everything was accurate, The event, the date, as for the year.... well, let’s just say it’s never too late to sink a ship even if it wasn't 1912.
How is this possible? why did it happen? Why did he do it all...? There has to be a bigger reason for such this madness and chaos.
Discord?
This should be mine... by EmoGirl10590, literature
Literature
This should be mine...
…. Blood blood, your hands are covered in blood. Scraping scraping, your scraping digging. Digging down, down down. Down to the bottom. Find it find it, you must FIND IT. Blood blood, MORE blood stains your hands and clothes. Find it find it YOU, YES YOU! You have to find it… if you don’t… you won’t become “HIM”. It haves to be YOU….
… What a shame, You don’t fond it. “Do you need HELP?” I guess “THAT” will “Help” you. As “THAT THING” is instructed too.
How pathetic you are… constantly having hand held like some helpless little