Have you ever known someone  with a possessed soul, let alone your close friend? Last month I discovered a truly disturbing fact about my friend Sara , something I believed that was only seen and encountered with in movies and on screens.

My friend group and I were hanging out at Sara’s house , laughing our hearts out , enjoying this girls sleepover. Sara said that she was heading to the kitchen , I went along since I was craving a snack as well . I poured my snack of choice into a bowl , and turned around to ask her a question . At first , I stayed right at my spot without moving a muscle because of the scene that was in front of me , she was standing very still and weird , she was standing like a statue in front of the open fridge , with her head tilted to the side .  I called her name multiple times , until she finally replied , I questioned her about what happened , but she denied the fact that it occurred. I brushed it off and we continued our night .When Sara excused to the bathroom , I told the girls about the situation that went on in the kitchen . Some were shocked while others blamed me and said that I was hallucinating. Out of nowhere, we heard a loud scratch from the bathroom . We looked at each other and stayed completely still. She came out but seemed perfectly normal . After that night , we all returned back to our homes . But some of my friends claimed that they saw her eyes glowing a little . And they didn’t mean glowing as in shiny and sparkly , but as if a flash light was in her eyes . We started noticing a ton of other horrifying actions that shes doing or weird appearances showing up on her face. These signs kept increasing and increasing as time went on . One day she came to school , hair messy , pointed smile , glowing eyes , and bloody / torn up white clothes . At first we ran away , but she started following us creepily, at lunch time she disappeared without a track , but was shockingly on time for all classes. Her handwriting had become cursive and unclear , although her normal handwriting is neat and very clear. At the end of the day , as she kept following us and following us , we decided to put this horrific thing to the end . She didnt reply to us , so at last we started shaking her harshly , hoping she would wake up from whatever she is in . Eventually , she started slowly lifting her head up , her hair was no longer messy , her smile wasn’t pointed anymore, and her eyes were back to the brown color they were.  But when  we confronted her she kept refusing the fact this all of this has happened . After that everything was back to normal , until one time she slowly lifted up away from the ground , and started chasing us  while chanting some random words . When suddenly, I see her coming towards me , and then I fainted . The last thing I remember is Sara holding a charcoal on her hand while it was on fire , with smoke coming my way . What happened next is even more disturbing.

part two soon

The Siren’s Curseis a haunting tale of fate, vengeance, and the call of the deep. Elias Graves, a seasoned captain who once escaped the grasp of the sirens, has spent years running from the sea’s relentless pull. But the ocean never forgets—and neither does the siren he left behind. When the waves finally catch him, Elias is forced to face the truth: no man can outrun the call of the deep forever. As the tide claims him, he must decide whether to fight his fate or surrender to the song that has always been his destiny.

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Heya! I'm Athena and I write some stories on here but I mainly write on Wattpad. If you wanna check out my Wattpad account, my user is MCthefriendlysheep, I'll use this blog to post about new updates ONLY for my Wattpad Incase any of my followers or people that come across me want to read them.

Ok so ya know how you’ll be scrolling social media (Pinterest for me!) and you’ll see these writing prompts that look so interesting but don’t acctually have a story. Well then this is the place to be (this will probably be a disaster ngl) I will be taking those prompts and turning them into SHORT stories. This will definatly test my writing skills  might ask? Well to put it simply I suck at writing short stories I like writing longer things but this way you guys as the reader can 1not get bored by my extremely long stories and 2 you will also be able to help me pick the next prompt I write a story for. For the first one tho I’m going to pick it bc otherwise I will be waiting forever to write the story bc I won’t have the prompts. So here is the first prompt I chose and I really hope I don’t screw this up! 😅

After Greg, Lucia's father, left her and her mom, Lucia is left to pick up the slack after her working yet alcohol-addicted mother, working a 9-5 at a grocery store with an occasional sub art teaching at her former high school to pay for the rent, and maybe earn enough money for that art program. Her life just isn't working as she'd always hoped. Then again, she hadn't been much of a dreamer since she overheard her dad call her a mistake when he was arguing with her mom, but she at least hoped it wouldn't be this...messy. So, what's a mistake gotta have a dream for, right? Maybe wrong. Maybe right. Her life is upside down. Her relationship with God is a mess. Her relationship with herself is a mess. Heck, she doesn't even have friends for her relationship with them to be a mess. And maybe much won't change even after her supposed book-inspired night in shining armor appears. Who knows? But there is one place she doesn't feel a mess--The Saint Patrick's Cathedral. There is one being who's loved her despite not feeling loved--God, and there are people who love her-- Priest Dixon and... someone else (find out in the story). So come aboard on this rollercoaster and have fun. Passengers, please don't forget to breathe.

***Currently Editing***

***(Don't discount it because it's a Christian book, and you don't want mushy or cringy or Christian-y stuff. Please give it a try. I guarantee you'll like it.) ***

The Three Musketeers

Episode 1

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The Three Musketeer

The noise coming from SS2 Class was very much that it looks as if they walls were vibrating because of the noise.

Bianca was pointing accusing fingers on cherish. She was the one that tore my book, she was charging to fight Cherish while she was being held back by her two best friend Helen and Daniels.

Cherish, I must break your head if not i won't let you go home today.

The class was filled with laughter immediately she said that.

What is funny?, her voice echoed louder than the laughter of her class mate

Her class mate kept quiet because the feared her.

Who do you think you are, cherish retorted back.

Of course am the Queen of this class I don't think you can do anything about it, Bianca said admits of laugh.

You are a queen to yourself and not to others, cherish said to her.

The student were now quietly listening to them.

Anyway we shall see, cherish said with anger.

Beside you can't do anything, you are just making funny noise, cherish said and hissed before returning to her sit.

Bianca returned to her sit looking defeated, this was the most insult she had ever taken, normally everyone feared her in school because her parents were well known and big politicians.

Apart from cherish who came from an average home. Her parents had already told her never to let go of anyone who wants to make her feel inferior.

She was new to Peace College and the Three musketeers were trending but she didn't know it was in her own class.

She decided never to fear them no matter what.

She had no friend and was as bright as the three friends even more brighter than them, this made Bianca who was the leader of the gang hate her so much, because she was taking the glory made for them.

Cherish never cared.

Bianca was the trouble some type.

Helen was the stylist always acting like a model. Daniels was the fighter,he was huge and he got them away from trouble

To be continued, guys stay tuned

In a world on the brink of losing its magical essence, Elowen Nightshade, an Elf of unparalleled courage, rises to the challenge. With the fate of magic hanging in the balance, she assembles a diverse band of six companions, each possessing unique skills and backgrounds. Together, they embark on a perilous journey to save magic from fading into oblivion.

However, their quest is not without opposition. The council of elves, the Elventy, blinded by tradition and fear, vehemently opposes Elowen's mission. Undeterred by their disapproval, Elowen and her companions brave treacherous landscapes, face formidable adversaries, and navigate intricate political intrigues. As the stakes grow higher and the challenges more daunting, Elowen must summon all her strength and courage to lead her band of unlikely heroes to victory and restore magic to its rightful place in the world

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This is basically just going to be a collection of stories that I want to write but aren’t long enough for a whole stand alone thing.

Hopefully it goes well, I guess we’ll find out!

𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝑰 𝒂𝒊𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕...

Because I still have balls and I am most definitely not talking about little league baseballs either!

My name is Frank...

Yeah,

I am not emasculated, and I don't follow along with every idea that pops up inside a woman's mind...

I have dealt with gold diggers, bossy types, schemers, seductress, etc...

You name it, the point of this is to give you some insight into this wild story I'm about to tell you, so sit back, relax and enjoy the adventure...

Her name was Tiffany...Yeah, now you would have thought with a fancy name like that, she might be elegant, sophisticated, you know like that type of dame...

But that was as far from the truth as you can get, let me tell you she was crazy as a bat out of hell! We met at a bowling alley of all places and she had a nice rack too...