"Life isn't easy
for the Pin Cushion Queen.
When she sits on her throne
pins push through her spleen."
- Tim Burton
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Full name: Aisling Kaye Hampton (Don't say the "g")
Gender: Female
Nationality: American
Height: 5'3
Weight: 120lbs
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Colour: Crimson
Creature: Vampire
Movie: StarWars 1-6
Game: White Wolf's Vampire the Masquerade (RPG)
Art style: Photography, Music, Manga
Book: Cirque Du Freak- Darren Shan
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~~~ Nothing to new is going on. I have an English paper due and I was wondering if I could have some feed back on it. The following is the first part of my short story. It's NOT done yet so... let me know what you think!
~He had taken her; he has taken the very best of her and has left nothing but a shell. In his house of bruised skin, under his floors of rotted, putrid flesh, he has taken all she ever had. Leaving her in the dirt for the dogs so that they could devour her mangled body. He had destroyed her temple, her life; everything was lost. Taking her, breaking her and forming her hollow soul into an abomination from hell, under his over powering control. She was a slave to him some how; a slave of his love and there was nothing she could do about it.
~On a cold dreary, October evening in a dim lighted suburban street, laid a half mangled body of a once beautiful young girl. No one would realize her fate and no one could know what had fallen upon her. She was lost to the dark void known as death. Though no one knew that in the dead of the night, the world of darkness would come to life and walk the streets once more. As the silence of night became ever so silent and the street lamps slowly fade and turn off, gentle footsteps faintly sounded in the empty street.
~It was a young boy no older than 17, a boy in a black tattered suit with a shredded bow tie just barely clinging around his neck. He walked with a slight gimp in his step; stumbling and tripping over his ragged dress pants. He saw the beauty in the street lying in a puddle of her own blood. He paused only for a moment, so that he could make out who or what was lying in the street but then he realized. Forgetting his pain, he ran up to her and scooped her into his arms. Tears instantly filling into his eyes, holding her, shaking her as if it would help, trying his hardest to bring her back to life but it was no use. The girl's cheek seemed to be ripped off, exposing her teeth and fleshy cheek muscles. He looked over her body, panicking and shouted for help, screaming at the top of his lungs for someone to save her. Though as he looked over her body, the poor girl's heart had been wrenched out of her rib cage, leaving an empty gash that looked like a red lake of thick blood.
~Clinging to her ice-cold body he wheezed and gasped for air. The pain that this boy felt was unbearable. His nightmare had manifested into a reality. Families in there pajamas were dashing out of their houses to the yells of this poor soul. In the dim street families swarmed around the couple on the ground. One woman hustled to her house to call the ambulance. Within seconds there was a large crowd of people around the corpse and the battered boy. Not one person smiled with in the group, no joy, and no happiness. Despair had filled everyone's hearts.
To Be Continued--
________________________________________________________________ If a lot of people like my story maybe I could have a story column in my Journals. Tell me what you want!
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