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My daughter is not the little girl I raised. she is more like a creature from some other planet, raised in a different culture. Her anger spews forth like venom, hot, angry words like poison, green, spitting and hurtful.
By Rachel Stern URL on 04.17.2013
The creatures of the night scared me. They crept and crawled, growled and sneered. It kept the hairs on my body stick up. They were always there. Always waiting for the right moment to snap up and get you. They were the nightmares in my dreams that went so cold.
By DreamingTheWorldAway URL on 04.17.2013
I am a creature. A creature with features. A creature who creates. Mates. Procreates. I sense what’s around me, hearing, seeing, tasting, touching, experiencing. Just being. Because I am, because I can.
By Anna Sky URL on 04.17.2013
the creature stares at me with its yellow eyes and appears like the sun from the dark abyss in which it hides from the world, the dark staring, judging world. it looks out and my heart goes out to it in the most loving way. the moon lights up behind the creatures bright hodgepodge of a body of furry goodness and happiness.
By Ashley URL on 04.17.2013
I am a creature of habit.
I tend to make the same mistakes. I tend to fall into old routines. I tend to be socially inept because of habit, not because of a lack of understanding.
I tend to dream. I tend to make plans. I tend to want a lot and get only a little.
I want to be a free creature, but I am slave to my habits.
By Me URL on 04.17.2013
There’s a creature that know’s your alive. He is breathing and keeping his faith in the wilderness. He will tell, he will spill to the whole world when the soil has reached it’s best capacity. He is a monstrous creature to life but savior messenger he is.
By Shyla Marie URL on 04.17.2013
What is this creature, this creature of habit? Is it a lovely picture of sweet home and routine? The comfort of home base or true north? Or is it ugly and sad, filled with regret born of decisions poorly made and too late to change? You choose.
By Lauren on 04.17.2013
Interesting it is to find the creatures of myth manifest themselves into the material realm, in archetypal form at least. it’s quite obvious that the mythological dragon is the military jet. have you been to the middle east lately? it resembles more of middle earth. have you been at a bomb-strike in syria and seen the way the rebels and refugees look to the sky in horror as widowed women grab their kin and cry-out to god as they spot the jet flying towards their village? There is nowhere for them to take cover and they know it, that’s why they don’t run; homes become tombs under a bombblast, refugees enter buildings to die just as the dwarfs that fled from the dragon into their dry wheat fields could not escape the flames.
By drew URL on 04.17.2013
creatures create. Humans create love and happiness and concrete. Spiders create silk and screams from the bathroom. Cats create scratches on the sofa and many many photos on your phone. Everything in the world creates and has an impact on other things, small or big.
By rosie on 04.17.2013
she is beautiful that little creature of imperfect perfection with an imaginary tail and nose that rubs and bids us together like the tickle that started it all but did that actually start it cold hands freezing wind a walk home and smiles in sadness but where are you now are you angry i hate being an inconvenience i love you so much please don’t go
By Julian Ratcliffe URL on 04.17.2013
Interesting it is to find the creatures of myth manifest themselves into the material realm, in archetypal form at least. it’s quite obvious that the mythological dragon is the military jet. have you been to the middle east lately? it resembles more of middle earth. have you witnessed a airstrike in syria? did you see the way the rebels and refugees look to the sky in horror as widowed women grab their kin and cry-out to god when they spot the jet flying towards their village? It fits the description of everything you read in folklore. This roaring winged thing coming out of the sky to unleash fire: there’s nowhere for them to take cover and they know it, that’s why they don’t run; homes become tombs under a bombblast, refugees enter buildings to die just as the dwarves that fled from the dragon into their dry wheat fields could not escape its flames.
Interesting it is to find the creatures of myth manifest themselves into the material realm, in archetypal form at least. it’s quite obvious that the mythological dragon is the military jet. have you been to the middle east lately? it resembles more of middle earth. have you witnessed an airstrike in syria? did you see the way the rebels and refugees look to the sky in horror as widowed women grab their kin and cry-out to god when they spot the jet flying towards their village? It fits the description of everything you read in folklore once upon a time: this roaring winged thing coming out of the sky to unleash fire — there’s nowhere for them to take cover and they know it, that’s why they don’t run. homes become tombs under a bombblast. refugees enter buildings to die just as the dwarves that fled from the dragon into their dry wheat fields could not escape its flames…
The creature comforts were no comfort now. Everything had been swept away leaving him with only himself. Did he really have it in him to start over again?
By renae URL on 04.17.2013
Creature of the night, dark in it’s nature, but glowingly beautiful in it’s physical presence. Tempting/luring others towards it’s luminescence.
By sara on 04.17.2013
These creatures have the worst facial features I’ve ever seen. I’ve seen the unseen and everything in between and Somehow I’ve never been engulfed by so much fear. These creatures are beautiful, the worst. The greatest intimidation. Last comes first. First come first serve. Creatures eating like neanderthals at a five star buffet. Creatures will do what they will, anyway. I won’t join the creatures just yet, not quite today.
By Emily on 04.17.2013
Era mia. La mia creatura, uscita dal mio seme e dalla sua pancia. Mi guardava, serena. Una piccola aliena appena uscita dalla propria astronave. L’ostetrica era raggiante.
By Fra Beltra URL on 04.17.2013
Living organism, can be plant,animal or human. ex:The green creature was frightened.
By Hosah on 04.17.2013
the hum drum hum
of men without
By katiekieran URL on 04.17.2013
Daddy told me I was the spawn of Creature Double Feature on Channel 56. Godzilla vs. The Smog Monster. It wasn’t exactly the birds and the bees answer I’d been hoping for but it made sense. I nodded my head and made Barbie do a split.
By penny dreadful URL on 04.17.2013
my dog that died last year. it killed me to watch him die. I miss him so much. it brought me an amazing friend, but has brought a lot of drama too. I have been so scared lately. of the future. the possibilities I have no idea what to do. I have been so stressed lately. I need help, but I don’t have any.
By audrey on 04.17.2013
It is looking at me across the lake. I thought the two gleaming spots of light were just amongst the other stars in the sky, but I can feel them looking at me when I turn around. Has it finally come to take me from my dreams?
By Archori URL on 04.17.2013
a foreign monster of the most interesting creation. a creature of unknown character and beautiful complexity. how does one thing exist in such a surreal world? as monstrous as it is, it is a simple reflection of me.
By Emily Braun on 04.17.2013
There was a beast, sitting in the corner of the broken down castle, chewing on some sort of small creature. It had dark green eyes focused on his living meal. Dark hair standing on his back running up around the back of it’s head to it’s face, breathing deeply and vigorously as if it was the first time it had a meal in years; at that time I realized I should probably be concealing myself a little more considering I was standing in the open, frozen like a statue, worrying if the wilder beast was going to notice his next meal standing there in shock waiting to be devoured. I dashed to the shadowed area hoping it didnt notice.
By Adam on 04.17.2013
a creature is a person really strange, it can be a monster and love me and I think that one day I could reincarnate in a creature. For example with a green head and 4 eyes. That would be gre
By Clotilde on 04.17.2013
I looked before me at the looming creature. It was large and ugly and terrible, yet I was overcome with a strange sense of pity for this beast which had been a derivative of my own thoughtless mistakes and angers. After all, such a hate-filled beast could not exist without a terrible force driving it into being.
By Foshizzlebeth URL on 04.17.2013
Of all the creatures in the world
Humans are the worst
Built of fear and
By Franny on 04.17.2013
The thing in the woods that you see in the distance. Not sure what it might be, but you can’t look away. It rushes towards you and move for cover. As you look behind, you see that there was nothing there. Just your imagination running wild.
By Tara on 04.17.2013
We are all creatures of habit and it is very difficult to change things we have been doing over and over throughout our entire lives. We are all creatures of the Universe and we deserve each others respect and tolerance. We are perfect creatures just the way we are and we should learn to accept ourselves just the way we are.
By Layta URL on 04.17.2013
He was small and self-aware. They called him creature, but he was no such thing. He was lonely and happy to remain so.
By Sonia URL on 04.17.2013
I am a dreadful creature. My awful body and lifeless eyes, its a wonder how I can go through everyday acting the same. I wish I wasn’t the second option though. I wish you cared about me thae way I do to you. I cherish every word you say, and you barely notice mine. Maybe this is the reason for my misery. Maybe I am deserving of this torture.
By Kayla URL on 04.17.2013
it was beautiful, the creature. smooth skin, pointed horns at the top of its head.
No wonder people stopped to stare at it.
Yet it was called freak.
Yet no one could see the beauty of it underneath.
By alex on 04.17.2013
my dog’s a creature. a majestic creature that likes to poop an d hump guests legs. He also likes to sniff other creatures, like cats and squirrels. Not that they let him but that won’t stop a fearless creature like that guy
By Marilin on 04.17.2013
Created thing. Sometimes hairy, sometimes not. My creature sits at home, naturally, and quite unnaturally lies on a chair and sleeps. I too am a creature but not that sort. Sometimes I wish I were. No worries or responsibilities – nothing to taste but my own fear and joy, the hot blood of my prey in my mouth. No guilt for wounding others; there is no morality in nature. No one questions the king of beasts, who starves and enjoys the wind in his mane on the savannah while my little beast purrs, fat, content, and bored, on my lap. It’s the most unnatural thing for an animal to be domesticated, and yet the most natural – we humans conquer and use what we conquer for our own pleasure.
By Hildegard URL on 04.17.2013
it was beautiful, the creature.
No wonder people stopped to stare at it.
Yet it was called freak.
Yet no one could see
the beauty of it underneath.
By alex URL on 04.17.2013
Those beings that inhabit this earth. Human and otherwise…. something that could have been a product of our imagination. Ones that no longer exist.
By Kacie URL on 04.17.2013
Back of the mind
a sign of things to come
the sun and moon
a boom and a bang
that rang around the stars
bars and prison walls
scores of handcuffs
roughs up the wrists
takes the piss, the fukcing sh-it
sees fit to smother me
cover me in a mass of reptiles
piles of insects
perplex me with my own choices
no natural selection, just a rejection
of what is said, done, undone, left for
By gsk URL on 04.17.2013
The creature was massive and disgusting. Saliva hung from its gaping jaws and its eyes were cloudy and full of mucus. As we entered the cave, its giant head swung toward us, and its ears seemed to prick up. It was definitely planning to eat us.
By Kristina URL on 04.17.2013
He was an odd creature. Not what you and I would call normal looking. I’d never seen one before and I was sure that not many other people had, either. But one thing was for sure, I had to get closer to it. I had to discover more about this wonderful discovery that crossed my path.
By Ellie Lynne URL on 04.17.2013
I can feel the creature starring.
Covering under the blankets, I’m terrified to move.
The weight of the blanket will protect me.
He cannot see me.
I am safe now as I close my eyes.
The blanket moves.
By DG URL on 04.17.2013
The way it moves, in front of my eyes is incredible, I´ve nver seen such a marvelous creature in my entire life, holding her hand with mine; that view was paradise.
By Dane Ramia URL on 04.17.2013
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