Short stories and poems

The boy who lost his memories

As the sun shined through the window the boy got up and closed his curtains before laying down again. The boy’s name wasn’t known. He didn’t even know his own age no matter how hard he tried, suddenly a woman opened the bedroom door. “ are you awake? Breakfast is ready” the boy looked at her. He felt as though he should know this woman but he couldn’t put his mind on who she was so he just stared at her. “ honey are you okay??” The mysterious woman walked closer and helped him up. “ Carlos it’s me. It’s mom” the boy who now had found out his name nodded “ so my name is Carlos “ he thought as he walked to the kitchen and sat down and began eating. It took him time to remember how he usually even ate. The woman or rather his mom looked worried and checked his forehead. “ hm You’re not hot. How old are you??” Carlos looked at her and didn’t answer. He didn’t know. “ you’re 12 okay? Carlos nodded as he kept eating before he got up and went outside and made his way to school. The more he talked to people the more he remembered and soon he remembered a lot about who he was. He knew school would go through fast and it did as he soon was on his way back home. But now as he walked up to his front door his memories all left him. He barely made it inside. The only thing he could remember was the voice in his head “ you will always forget. Your memories are mine” he hid it all. Rushed to his room. If he could not have his memories. No one could. What was the point then. He grabbed all his stuff and burned it all before he fixed a rope and got a chair and got up and hanged himself. The woman or well as we know Carlos mother walked in and she fell to her knees letting out a scream that was impossible to not hear and after that nothing was ever the same.

Love is powerful

They say Love is the most powerful thing and well that is probably true. But something that is powerful can be dangerous. So be careful of who you trust and who you show yourself too. You never know the deep secrets of people that you just met. Though don’t be afraid of trusting others. Don’t lock yourself up because love can heal your broken soul more then anything else. Love in all forms can do you good. You just gotta use your mind as much as your heart. No matter what in the end love is powerful

Millie and Avan

The little Cat ran through the grass it was on it’s way to the big dog on the other side of the fence. They were best friends. The cat was named Millie and the dog was named Avan. Millie ran through the hole in the fence and up to avan. She meowed “ hello avan! Wanna play!!” Millie was just a one year old cat. While Avan was a 11 year old big old dog. But he cared of Millie and looked at her with his kind eyes before barking “ of course Millie. You know I can never say no” he played with her and even though he was slow Millie didn’t mind and he didn’t mind her being hyper and slow. Millie was just happy to have a friend and so was avan. Though Avan’s human had told him that he was an old dog and maybe didn’t have many years left. Millie didn’t know as Avan didn’t want to tell her until the last moment. He wanted his last years or even less to be full of happiness so that is why he kept it secret because to him all that matters was the happiness of Millie the cat

Dark and light. Good and bad

Darkness and light what is that? Do some people only have darkness?? Do some only have light? I would say we all have both. Some just have more of the other. But we all have both. It is more about what we choices we make and how we are raised. No one is born evil but anyone can become evil if they are raised somewhere where that happens but then again there is always a second chance and if you can and are allowed you should take it. Because believe it or not if you believe in yourself and if you keep your promise and work hard even if you are a bad person you can change yourself. You can change your life. All you have to do is believe in it.

Voices

You’re the Darkness of my soul and the light of my body. You’re here and there and everywhere I look. I hear you in my sleep. I see you in my sleep. No matter how hard I try to push you away you just stay. And even if I don’t wanna admit it I like that you’re here because without you I would be lonely and that feeling would be worse. So even if I wish you were gone I must say maybe a part of me would rather keep you within me safe and sound. But I know that I have to at least try other things though if they don’t work then you are staying and I will live with that as I have for years. Though I hope you will listen to me more and become the light of my soul though I suppose we all need dark and light. I am who I am. And maybe you are just part of it in a weird twisted way. Whatever happens I’ll get through it

The story of grief and guilt

She couldn’t breath. No matter how hard she tried. She panicked and kept trying she didn’t want to die. She kept going under the water and kept trying to get up though she wasn’t even sinking down in the water she. Was already at the bottom of the ocean because what really was happening was her twin sister reliving this. The twin sister slept in the bed and every night she dreamed of her twin drowning. She saw it through the eyes of her twin everytime she closed her eyes. She blamed herself for not saving her and until she stopped blaming herself this punishment would not stop