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The sun rests now, and the glorious moon is out to play. The street lights cast ominous shadows across the lawns down below. And I watch numerous creatures skitter here and there. A smile appears on my lips and I soak in the night. The smell of the summer air, and the feel of the cool air conditioner. This is the time of which all slumber safetly tucked into their beds, and dream dreams of wonderous things. Dreams of lovers, and hopes. Of possibilities, and happiness.
I think about how things have gone for me. I think about how things might go. I sigh and look out the window again. A lonely person crosses the street in a hurry. His shadow mishapen in his rush. "Afraid of the night my dear? What might you be running from? Or perhaps to? Enjoy the night for it could be your last. None of us know when our last night will be." I whisper quietly. Even though I know he can not hear me, my cat looks up at me with her huge olive-brown eyes. I smile down at her, and scratch her head gently. "I suppose that should be all for one night." I tell her, and close the curtains...

The snow continuously falls at undecided intervals. Such weather can be suffocating. My heart and soul scream with pain as my mind can never make up its mind. I look at my hands and I can see shards of tiny pieces of hope, love, trust, happiness. My will is losing to such a fight. Memories bring old scars back up to the surface. Inside I'm dying, and on the outside I'm living a silent lie. I know people know this truth, but I can't do anything to stop it. No, it's not that I can't do anything, I suppose that I don't want to. I'm past the point of caring anymore. Nothing holds importance to me anymore.
My friends are there for me I know, but they can't help. Seems like no one can. My eyes can no longer shed anymore tears, dry oasises they are now. Just empty canvasas for show. What a picture they used to paint when emotion was so easy to express. Time's slowed to a crawl, and every second that passes feels like a life time. My breath slows and part of me wishes for it to stop all together. Such a wish for a human life. Yet, seems to be fitting.

Darkness
by Emily
I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
and I kick and flail
fighting to stay above the darkness
But the darkness won't let go of its hold on me
and I slowly begin to give in
to the feeling that lies below the water line
the waters starts to fill my lungs
the lungs that once held so much life
yet now they allow the murky water to replace that
I know that this path doesn't lead to happiness
But why doesn't someone grab my hand
pull me from darkness's grasp?
because no one knows I stand at the boundary
the boundary between light and dark
so I give in to the thing that holds me
All of the strength and all of the courage
that I once held in my heart
can't save me from the water
So I slowly slip below the world of conscientiousness
undetected by the occupants of that world
I don't want to fight anymore
I've given into darkness

Two days have gone, and five more to suffer. I feel the fool, for my love had stopped by the day he left. Alas, he wished not to wake me to say his farewell. The days are cold, and lonely. Even my closest friends seem like far off memories. And yet they are right there, within my reach. I fear that my teachers shall begin to shun me due to my distant feeling. I skip out upon my rehearsal and go out walking without a jacket in the cold.
My hopes are that snow takes over my little town and shows the vastness of how large it can seem. And how desolate it can feel. Not many people venture out into the cold, they stay near their loved ones and stay where they are warm. I am ready for that quieting snow, and the chilliness of the days to go on. For then, when my love returns, I can be warmed up in his arms...

He spent the evening with me the night before, then let me be with him the night before he left. We talked, he worked, I hung out with friends at the same time. We walked with another and had some laughs. The night soon came to and end, and my sadness would soon catch up to me. People had come and went, but when he left me, he had left me breathless.
I had walked him out, hugged everyone good bye. He said he might drop by the next morn to say his farewell. We hugged for a moment, then he made a sound. I looked up at him and it happened fast. He leaned in and kissed me softly upon my lips. It hurt when he stopped, because I knew that's what I'd think about for the next week. He left me, and headed on home with his brother and friend. And the rest of the night he was all I thought about. The next day came, and he didn't come by. My heart was hurting and I longed to see him.
But I knew this week would be hard. And I had a couple days to work up to being without him. But I wanted to cry, for he was not there. No hugs would come after school or between classes. No knowing that he was here if I needed him. But atleast he was making someone else happy by being in their presence. Till he comes back, the night before shall play across my mind as a reminder of how much he loves me.

The people upon the planet knew nothing of their fate. I stared up into the sky as fluffy white clouds passed by. The wind blew gently and ruffled the tall grass around me. Closing my eyes, I remembered back when I was still with him. That horrible night when we all had feared the end of the world had finally come.

We knew nothing of our fate, or of what was going to happen later that night. The sky was filled with sadness and rage, seeming like it would burst. Dust and ash had filled the air, making it difficult for anyone to breath outside the safety of the houses. I had disobeyed my family’s orders to stay inside. I went to search for him.
But what I found that night had changed me. I found him, but not in the way I wanted. He was curled up into a tight little ball, struggling to breath. He was on the brink of death, and there was a slim chance that I could do anything to help him. A light grew behind me, and made me think my parents had followed me.
As I turned around, my mouth filled with dust and ash. The fields were all on fire, and soon the flames would begin to lick the edges of the town. I quickly bent down and began trying to get him to stand up, but it was too late. The dust filled his lungs, and the ash had covered his body. He was stiff as stone, holding onto the one thing that reminded him of me daily.
A small little locket with a picture of us at the fair. We were riding up the Ferris wheel, and we stopped at the top. The insects skittered away, hoping to find something interesting to do. He had kissed me softly upon the lips, and asked me if I would accompany him in a quick fall. I stared into his eyes and realized that he was serious.
I couldn’t believe my ears, knowing that he wanted me to die along with him. But in the end, he realized that his ticket for death was only meant for one, and I had taken the ticket away for a while. That night ended like any other, he hid from my parents, and we had said our good-byes through a tiny little nod. Who knew that little nod would be the last...

Opening my eyes, I saw that the clouds began to take an ugly side. Standing up, I hurried through the field of tall grass. When I finally made it to the street, I began to run. The wind grew colder by the minute, and the sky darkened as if angered. I began to think about how things could have gone, how they could have changed that night.
But then decided to just think about getting home before hit by the rain. I made it to the porch only moments before the rain began falling. I stood there for a while to watch it, a tiny smile escaped upon my lips.

Love is cruel and unusual punishment, along with life. You see the eyes of the boy you love, you feel the pressure between both of you two's hands when clasped together. You'd help the other one out if they were in a bind. True and uncontrollable torture. One day you two are happy and living and breathing practically each other in, and then the next day, for no apparent reason, it's over. Gone, those days of your live, those days of love, those days of happiness.
Never to be seen again until you find another person who only comes up to half of what you and your first love had. It breaks your heart to see him with another girl. To see him so happy, makes you happy and just eats you up inside. Not knowing what exactly happened, what caused this to happen, why you two don't love each other any more. It's just sick. Life is cruel and unusual punishment for those who actually understand it.
Life, that is the most cruel punishment of all. Every bit of pain, every bit of happiness, sadness, anger, and depressed moments. They all end and then your left with what? Nothing! Nothing is what you feel when your alone, when you need someone to cry on or open up to and no one is there. Nothing is when your not loved, or your loved so much, and love someone so much, that it's nothing, you have no more feeling towards that person until they're gone.
What is life all about? What is love all about? Nothingness, that's what. No matter how you see it, the glass is either half empty or half full. But the glass will never be completely full and never completely empty. So it's nothing. Just nothing.
You know when someone says "what's wrong?" You always say "Nothing". So technically, life is nothing. Sure people say that it's meaningful, and love makes it all the better. But that's a lie! Love makes people suffer. People can either love someone so much it hurts, and then lose feeling all together, or never love and lose feelings for reality and just go to food, or a computer, or a phone or tv. So either way, Love and Life is punishment, and there is no way around it.
Everyone gets this punishment.

Walking down the darkening street, Aki walked with her eyes on the sidewalk before her. Only when a gust of chilled wind blew past, did she stop. Carefully, Aki smoothed out her long, dark brown hair, and looked at an on coming driver with darkened eyes filled with sadness. They locked stares for only a moment and Aki looked down and hurried along. She ran past the light carnation colored house in hopes that none of her family saw her.
No one there at her house cared for her, and she knew that no one would notice her missing. She hurried to them, they depended on her, they needed her. They were taken away from her last year and she missed Thorn and Wood desperately. Before Aki knew it, she was there. Slipping off the bottom step, she stumbled and slammed full force into the cage side.
Two pairs of golden colored eyes stared at her through the thickening darkness. Smiling, Aki shook her head to let them know that she was alright. Standing up quickly, she hurried over to the cage door and struggled to get through it. Finally she got inside, but then was attacked by two of the biggest wolves that anyone had ever seen! She was knocked backwards and the two beasts of the night came down upon her with fangs barred!