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A letter to allDear Reader,
Life is hard sometimes I am one to admit that. Things go wrong, things seem frustrating to no end, things seem like they can't get much worse. I've been there. But it's no reason for self-abuse or worse
I know first-hand the hell life throws at you. All my life, I've been picked on. Even at home I was at home before my parents split up, was worse than the torment I received at school. They were just different lethal weapons against my will. My parents were constantly fighting and it just made you want to leave and never come back. Throughout my childhood, was constant bullying and I being picked on for being who I was. I was never popular I was always an outcast. I didn't have very many friends I thought that if I die, I wouldn't be missed no one would even notice. It was a comforting thought that I could just disappeared. But when I tried I was caught. To this day, I am thankful my mom stopped me from going thru with i
The Day We Met"B-Big sestra ?" Asked an innocent Miyi at age 9. He was home in his village in Russia with a big surprise his sister had returned home for the first time since before Miyi was born. It was his first time meeting her. She kneeled down to him.
"Da, Miyioko I am your older sestra " She smiled, pushing the light blue hair out of her eyes. This caused Miyi to smile and giggle, glomping his new found sister.
"Where have chu been?" He asked and tilted his head. She laughed and ruffled his hair.
"Another village much like ours But it is in another narod " She said and stood up. She reached down for Miyi's hand.
"What was it like, sestra?" Miyi asked. She giggled slightly.
"It was a lot smaller than ours But I met a very nice boy only a year old than you. He was a elf with as big of ears as you~!" She pulled on Miyi's ear slightly. He laughed.
"What was his name ?"
"His name was Tsuki Tsuki Disuke " She said softly, with a blank look in he
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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