I laugh at the beginning,I laugh at the end,I laugh at a birth,I laugh at a death. I laugh at the humour,Shown by Him,I laugh at the sorrow,Caused by Him,I laugh at the word of the law,Spelled all wrong,I laugh at the mighty storm,Held in my palmI laugh at the differences,Between everything,I laugh at the samenessIn the remaining. I laugh at the Gods,They laugh with me.What are we, If not them?I...

It alone the memories of the hazy past were hurtful enough to bring me to my knees, imagine just what it was to come back to a reality with her. She didnt see pain, she fed on you; and she liked it. she said things that made your back tingle, and your skin would creep in goosebumps by the mere her prescence only. Being beautiful was unbelievable, being beautiful her trade. Her sin? Not having done...

It is dark. He cannot see. He can only sense the beat of his heart pumping blood through his shaking body - faster and faster. He tries to remember where he is but he can't. He is sitting on ground cold as ice stealing all his energy, all his life. He stands up. His head turns to both sides but he cannot spot anything through this deadly black. He starts to walk, very slowly at first, then steadil...

Nick Silver refused to panic. The shirt he ripped off just a few moments earlier was already wrapped around his bloody arm. When nick jumped over the barbed wire fence, he shredded his arm in the process. While running, he skillfully turned his jail shirt into a makeshift bandage. Nimble fingers and a calm mind is what shaped him into the clever killer he is today. Although he prid...

Mark died again.He was getting tired of this. Mark Stone stood over his body, just staring at it. He looked at the bullet hole in his temple, now oozing blood, turning his light, red, curly hair into a a dark, rusty colored mess. He then turned his gaze to the gun in his left hand, a simple service pistol he stole from his friend that was a police officer. He sighed, and waited for it to happen. T...

Henry was a 32 year-old man of average height with short brown hair and a clean white button up shirt, everything about Henry was average, from his nine-five job to his decent sized apartment, well almost everything. One Monday morning Henry sat on a torn seat of the bus as it stopped to let more people on. As people filed in Henry watched as they laughed and smiled and argued with the ...

(This was the subject of the essay I wrote in the XII standard exam.) People have many memorable incidents in their lives. (By corollary: many memorable incidents have people in them). Some incidents are happy, some are sad, and some are downright disgusting. But you did not click your mouse button to talk about others. It's A memorable incident in MY life. About ME. My life is extremely boring ...