My writings here on dA include fanfiction for Sherlock Holmes (I accidentally deleted that one :( ) and Sonic the Hedgehog, original short stories, prose writing, and some poetry. To see the majority of my fanfiction, please visit my page at fanfiction.net/~bcbdrums
Self Portrait by bcbdrums, literature
Literature
Self Portrait
A soul enters the world, happy, excited, fresh!
It longs to mingle with other souls, and to learn.
The soul smiles when it meets others for the first time, so willing to open up and share with them all it knows, and learn what they know!
But the first soul it meets knocks it to the ground.
The next one questions its motives.
Another ignores it and lets it hurt where it lies, bruised, and not understanding what is happening.
The soul continues like this, ever open, ever fresh, but everywhere it goes it receives the same treatment.
It is mocked for its curiosity and excitement, and it is ignored because it is not like the others somehow.
The
Thump... Thump... Thump...
My blood pulsates rapidly through my veins, trying to escape the confines of my body as I step out onto the stage. The lights are blinding and the audience beyond the polished wooden floor are nearly invisible gray figures for the brightness obscuring them. Their hands move together in applause as I anxiously take a preliminary bow, and I try not to look at anyone directly.
I step around behind my timpani, to a place of familiarity. Countless hours I have spent here getting to know them, learning to respect them and how to make them sing. Here, I am confident, safe from the eyes of the audience who have come t
They come with smiles. They always do. They seek me out when they need something. They treat me like I'm special.
But it's all a lie.
"How are you?" they ask. But the smiles stop if I start to tell them. If I need something and seek them out, there is always an excuse. I am not special.
There have been a few who treated me like gold. They invested their time, they listened when I talked. I was happy.
But in time my shine must have faded. I was gold no longer, and eventually the few who cared left, seeking a newer, brighter treasure.
What about you? We stand enchanted in that world where love is real. For me, it always has been
"Understand"
A "Sonic the Hedgehog" fanfic
For Treni217, a.k.a. SonictheHedgehog26
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Ngh!
Whats the matter with him?
Pathetic creature
Sonic looked up from where he had fallen. Oh no you dont, he said, and in the blink of an eye had moved behind his opponent and roundhouse-kicked him to the ground.
Argh!
Now, what the heck is wrong with you?! he asked, looking at the lost soul before him.
Whats wrong, he said, slowly rising, is that Im stuck in a world of pathetic, inadequate beings like yourself! he growled, eyes fla
You stare and they stare back. And then with a last glance of indifference, they turn and widen the gap between you, and every step they take cleaves away a piece of your heart.
When a friend walks away have you ever known that feeling?
In your mind theres that sudden panic at losing them and youre desperate for any way to get them back. You want to run after them to explain what they are to you. You want to plead with them to stay you would even try to buy them or beguile them if only it would keep them with you. You want to pour out your heart and make them understand
I want it. I need it. That sweet release .
No.
I know I shouldnt. I dont need to be told to know better. It will destroy me if I continue. Of that I am certain.
It already has in some ways. Having tasted it knowing such fascinating, tantalizing stimulation
No. I cannot. I told Him I wouldnt.
It has held me in its grasp for long enough, and it shouldnt have had me in the first place. I wonder why He allowed me to experience it?
Ill never forget that feeling. First, shock, as when a ch
"no"
...*smirk*
"no"
...
"no!"
...it doesn't matter.
"no!"
you'll give in eventually, why not now?"
"no!"
...
"no"
*silence*
"no..."
NO TEMPTATION HAS OVERTAKEN YOU EXCEPT SUCH AS IS COMMON TO MAN...
"..."
...don't listen
"no!"
BUT GOD IS FAITHFUL, HE WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO BE TEMPTED BEYOND WHAT YOU ARE ABLE...
"I can't..."
...just do it.
"no!"
BUT WITH THE TEMPTATION WILL ALSO MAKE THE WAY OF ESCAPE, THAT YOU MAY BE ABLE TO BEAR IT...
"...I can't"
come on...you want to...
"no!"
*angry*
"it doesn't matter whether I want it or not"
oh really?
"if I do it, it's a victory for you. I can't allow that..."
*f
There was once a little plant. He stood a proud six inches in height, and his bright green leaves were full. He lived in a garden with many other plants, and his mother.
One day, a visitor came to the garden. Well, not into the garden, but near the fence. The visitor's size was menacing but the little plant wasn't afraid. He went to meet the visitor.
"Hello," he said when he reached the fence.
"Hello," the visitor replied with a warm smile, "My name is Deanna, what's your name?"
"Name?"
"Yes. What are you called?"
"I...don't know. I'm never called anything."
"What does your mother call you?"
"She...doesn't," the plant answered,
The phone was ringing. Once. Twice. And by the third he was beginning to wake up, and he leaned across the bed and put the receiver to his ear.
"Hello?"
"Daddy?" Her voice was louder than it usually was. And that was saying a lot. His daughter only had one volume.
"What is it?" Her tone also betrayed something else. An anxiousness of sorts that his tired mind couldn't decrypt, but that woke him immediately.
"I was in a car accident."
"Are you okay?" he asked without missing a beat. But she did. And he was afraid.
"...I think so.
"Red light."
"I see it," she said, and continued to chatter. I tried to listen, but had my attention torn by a friend who was texting about her life's woes. I am not a good multitasker and wanted to give attention to each. Eventually the one I was in the car with won.
"I need you to do me a favor." It wasn't a question, and I was a tad bit wary.
"Yes?"
"I'm moving to New York tomorrow."
"New York?!" I didn't know how to take that. Except I knew that it meant I would likely never see her again.
"Yeah, and I need you to help me jack some boxes from behind grocery stores so