Verchiel

                             "Fallen Angel" Chapter  1 Growl! I was very hungry after flying from place to place, I wasn't a good rated angel neither, so I was beaten up while flying my way over everywhere. Of course god didn't know that. I looked around for food finding god's peach, his sacred peach. It could control water if you ate it, something I would like. If I controled the water I would be happy, and plus I starved. So guess what, I was about to take large bite, then I had the most horrible feeeling in the world, I turned to see a large angel, with eight, red wings. Snip! I cried in pain strugling to run away! Snip! RIP! And of wen

                           One Thing Desired There once lived a little girl. She had everything she wanted. She had a mother a father and an older sister. She mostly had a toy. This girl was 10 years old, she had a toy that she had all her life. She loved it more than anything in her little life. But one day when her family came over she lost it. She looked for it every day, for three days straight. But she never found it. She cried all the time. Untill one day she decided to leave family and run away. Right before she left her sister pated her on the shoulder. "We will allways love you. And we know something big in your life has gone. And

                                   One Day                              I we don't care,                             If we don't want,                            If we weren't fare,                               We'd be gone.                     It's to late now we all don't care.                       We don't even want to share.                              One day we will all die,                         And god won't no why.

                                Come Back Dragon Ch.1 "Hey mom" I said quietly. "Honey, don't forget to buy water from the store, and cut your hair young man!" Mother said happily and yet yet very slowly. I sighed quietly. Then I saw the mountain, the moutain that with the story of a dragon, which was sealed in it. 'I wasn't going to be a mothers boy forever.' I thought to myself. So stupidly decided to climb it. It really wasn't huge it was like a tiny mountin. But still big for me, I'm only 16! So then I started to climb, until reached the top, I slipped a little now realizing it was already dark out! Then I climed up again. I looked at th

                             Love                     Love is as red as a rose,                      As hurtful as a thorn,                Sometimes makes friends foes,             Most of the time it makes you warm.                            I like it a lot.                 People can even get cought,             But, I say love is as red as a rose,                     As hurtful as a thorn,                Sometimes makes friends foes,             Most of the time it makes you warm.                   THE END

Love Love is as red as a rose, As hurful as a thorn, It can make friends foes, And most of the time it makes you warm, Some say it's pieces through your heart like an arrow, Others say it's a beautiful sparrow. I say love is as red as a rose, As hurtful as a thorn, It can make friends foes, And most of the time it makes you warm. THE END

Love Love is as red as a rose, As hurful as a thorn, It can make friends foes, And most of the time it makes you warm, Some say it's pierces through your heart like an arrow, Others say it's a beautiful sparrow. I say love is as red as a rose, As hurtful as a thorn, It can make friends foes, And most of the time it makes you warm. THE END

                      Everthing has Fun Ch.1 Kohaku Ishtar. An 17 year old girl. She still lives in home in Japan. Kohaku has a graveyard in her backyard! She bring new flower to each grave every day. Because her mother belives if they don't the ghosts will haunt only Kohaku. Kohaku never really belived in ghosts... until now. "Mom, today I have to go to get your new chopsticks, and get breakfast ready." Kohaku ran away quickly. "Honey!" Her mother looked around. She was gone."Don't forget to put the flowers on the grave." her mother said quietly.

                            Sorry            Time comes by and age doesn't matter,        It doesn't matter if you grow skinneir or fatter     The only thing important is your heart grows bigger, You just try to pull the thing on your heart called a trigger.                       It's made of  kids,               It doens't matter if they are pigs.                 All that matters is the love.       You can't get that from a knife or a glove.                If you pull it we'll all be friends,          Most of all we'll be freinds to the end               THE END

                 Friends to the End             Friends are friends to the end,   They learn things like drawing or how to mend.       They don't do things without each other,    Some friends can be sister and brother.         No matter what friends are true,            It could even be me and you.            I wrote this poem just to say,          I hope you will be my friend,        Because were friends to the End            THE END