Soul Eater: The Next Generation by smarticleness, literature
Literature
Soul Eater: The Next Generation
Chapter One
"Hello Natan. I have been watching you for quite some time now, but I have only just gained the courage to speak to you. Even then, it is only in the form of these wretched letters. How I long to be able to confront you but I know that it is not the right time yet. No. Not the right time. I will wait patiently for it to come, communicating only with my pen and my thoughts. Yes. These notes will be the only form of communication between us. Until at last the time is right."
The young student stood with his back to his friends, reading the note that had been slipped into his books. This was the weirdest thing he had eve
Lets Go Soul Eater:Welcome,To The DWMA! by MewMewPrincess101, literature
Literature
Lets Go Soul Eater:Welcome,To The DWMA!
I'm falling down into my shadow
Holding my breath
The deadly night is waiting
Don't be scared
of the pumpkin carriage the witch drew
Cuz it can show in your eyes
See you in your dreams
Yeah baby, even if it's a nightmare
Fairy Blue
For you I'll smash the stars
and put them on display
Black Paper Moon
If you believe in me!
When you're lost "here"
I am... "forever" with your soul
If you look up, just like the shining moon...
"Pumpkin Pumpkin-"
"NO!"
"HALLOWEEN CANNON!"
"AHH!" as the smoke cleared a boy,about 14 or so became visible among overturned furniture,books,CD's,even a TV.His purple hair was sticking up and tangled,mostly bed
Cast away
Beat down and broken
I must obey
The word is spoken
Draw a circle of protection
Kept at bay
Keep away
So far apart from her perfection
Shadows loom
Lost in the gloom
I slowly slip away
A thirsty sea of stone and sand
Lost within a nightmare land
Afraid of night without a day
When the monsters come and play
I hear the serpent at my ear
She's urging me to drown the fear
But deep within this tortured mind
Wicked secrets you will find
I think that soon I'll fall apart
Their kindness only breaks my heart
I'll pass the nights in misery
With no one there to comfort me
The home I have is not a home
The life I lead i
it was august 7 the end of my first day of second grade, I was doodling puppys and kittens on my orange homework folder and all the kids in our tiny class room where squealin and running with their new friends, which i did not have my parents had devorst over that summer and i was only 7 i was still shaken, the loud bell rang and all the kids grabed their things to leave and grabed the hands of their friends and lined up at the door where the teacher gaurded the door so no one ran out into the halls so i get my things silently and walk to the line as the teacher put down her arm and screming boys and girls flooded the halls as i squeze throug