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 I stand in the same position on a different ship, a taller version, a stronger and wiser version. One that knows pain. True, real pain. I turn and no man comes to greet me this time. I sigh. My father, Arthur, has been dead for two years now, and I hope he went to the night fairies. I pull out the dagger he gave me the night before he died. It has never seemed fancy, just a golden hilt with a simple blade. But most people don't notice the note engraved in the gold My child, I love you. Forever I will love you. Forever for Ever. This had always made me cry before, but six months ago, I had made a pact to myself. Never cry again. Don't sho

The glow expands as though to take shape- oh, that’s not likely! Tan feet materialize with sandals of gold. Legs appear attached to a beautiful white sleeveless dress, and of course, you can’t forget the girl’s head. She looks about eighteen and seems to have a pinkish glow around her. Right away I knew who it was. “Hello, Aphrodite.” I say, and she looks taken aback, like she’s used to being fawned over. Yeah, right. She stands up tall, recovering from what was apparently a harsh verbal blow. “Hello, Diana, darling,” Aphrodite says- at least, I think so. Because her voice is so mesmerizing- cle

I run down the corridors, breathing harder than I have ever breathed before. The scary man behind me yells, "Stop! Guards, thief in the corridor!" over and over until it seems like I'm hearing things. The weight of the package makes my arms shake, but I cannot stop now, they'll arrest me- or even shoot me. No, I cannot stop now. Quickly, more men begin to chase me, but in the maze of hallways I am able to lose them easily. They always find me again, though; my heavy breathing gives me away. But I carry on. Gradually, the voices fade away, which makes me run faster. My hope has given me power, and with that power I fly like the wind down th

I don't care. I don't care what you say. I don't care what you think. I don't care what you like. I don't care who you are. I don't care who you love. I don't care how you are. I don't care where you are. I don't care that you're sad. I don't care if you're happy. I don't care. I don't know you. I don't want to. I thought I did. But then I was young, Brainwashed, innocent. Slowly, though, I learned. You are evil. Angry, threatening, Unmerciful, and unimportant. This is my rebellion. My only way to rebel. This is the music that controls my heart. It's the kind that protects me from your cruelty. It's a force field against your evil. It has cha

What is the definition of strength? Not crying? Not feeling? Not seeing? Not being? No, these do not define Heroes and soldiers. They create cowards, Fiends, traitors. People who won't let You take a breath, People who take Every chance they get. Courage and fierceness Is not lack of tears, It is not being afraid To let them fall. It's not about hiding, It's about standing tall And pushing through. It's about understanding, Creating, loving, feeling. This is strength. Strength is knowing Everyone gets scared. Everyone gets angry. Everyone gets sad. Because you, you above all, Need to know that you are. You are beautiful. You are wonderful. Yo

To love, to conquer, to live. To cry, to play, to laugh. To smile, to embrace, to frown. To hope, to see, to be. To regret, to hate, to ask. To answer, to lie, to try. To grow, to accomplish, to honor. To stop, to help, to need. To love, to conquer, to die.