ylaixVK
12-22-2008, 03:39 PM
Coming in January 2009: Tomorrow's Last Day
Chapter 1: Encounter
I just finished writing my story yesterday. 3 months of work right there. I'm going to post it on my website later. Check for updates.
This is the link for the place I'm posting stories.
THE NEW SITE IS UP AND WORKING!
Clicky. (http://ylaixvk.webs.com/)
Now, I'm onto my next story. Below is the preface.
Preface
He's the least of my worries. Sure, I might even die, but it's no problem. My death - it was not what I expected. More or less, I'm going to die, humiliated. I always knew people couldn't be trust, but objects as well? Lifeless piece of matter.
Atleast when I die, I will be known, or kind of.
I looked up back at him, the person who had my life in his hands. Some would say my death would be legendary. I, myself, found it amusing.
My head was now fixed back on reality. I found myself in small red room. It was rather beautifully furnished. White laced curtains lined the windows. A slit in th curtain allowed a precious light escape through.
I stared into his eyes. His gaze held mine in place. He gave me a smirk. His laugh, maniacal, but somehow made him more attractive.
Well then, now what?
Summary:
Hayley Williams is your average teenage girl. Well, not so average. He life is confined with in her notebook. Everything she did she always wrote down. Sure, she had friends, but she would choose her journal over it them anyday.
One day, she notices a strange handwriting in her journal. Was it the journal who wrote back in response? She continued to write back and forth until one day, things that a turn for the wrong. Will she ever be able to escape the tragedy that journal caused her, or is she locked away forever in sea of her own thoughts?
Chapter 1: Encounter
I just finished writing my story yesterday. 3 months of work right there. I'm going to post it on my website later. Check for updates.
This is the link for the place I'm posting stories.
THE NEW SITE IS UP AND WORKING!
Clicky. (http://ylaixvk.webs.com/)
Now, I'm onto my next story. Below is the preface.
Preface
He's the least of my worries. Sure, I might even die, but it's no problem. My death - it was not what I expected. More or less, I'm going to die, humiliated. I always knew people couldn't be trust, but objects as well? Lifeless piece of matter.
Atleast when I die, I will be known, or kind of.
I looked up back at him, the person who had my life in his hands. Some would say my death would be legendary. I, myself, found it amusing.
My head was now fixed back on reality. I found myself in small red room. It was rather beautifully furnished. White laced curtains lined the windows. A slit in th curtain allowed a precious light escape through.
I stared into his eyes. His gaze held mine in place. He gave me a smirk. His laugh, maniacal, but somehow made him more attractive.
Well then, now what?
Summary:
Hayley Williams is your average teenage girl. Well, not so average. He life is confined with in her notebook. Everything she did she always wrote down. Sure, she had friends, but she would choose her journal over it them anyday.
One day, she notices a strange handwriting in her journal. Was it the journal who wrote back in response? She continued to write back and forth until one day, things that a turn for the wrong. Will she ever be able to escape the tragedy that journal caused her, or is she locked away forever in sea of her own thoughts?