Welcome to the 100 Themes Challenge!
Welcome to the 100 Themes Challenge!
86. Seeing RedThe entire time Carson has known him, Aaron has worn glasses. From what Carson has seen, the frames are always blue (Carson's pretty sure that's been Aaron's favorite color since birth), and they are always top of the line. Even as a child, Aaron was vain enough to brag about them. When Carson first met Aaron, when they were only five, he had never seen glasses beforenot on anyone he cared about, at leastso the spectacles absolutely fascinated him, much to Aaron's disdain.86. Seeing Red by Psijay
It was because he didn't understand them, Carson's pretty sure. Aaron told him that they helped him see; that he was far-sighted, so sometimes reading would give him terrible headaches that the glasses would prevent. This didn't mean much to Carson, however. It just meant Aaron had something he didn't, and he wanted them.
So he stole them on a regular basis.
'Stole' was probably too malicious a word. It turned into a game for the two of them: Carson tried to snatch the spectacles, and Aaron did his best t
9. cut she always pulls up the plant but9. cut by wei-en
leaves the root
why can’t you just take the
whole thing out,
are you scared that
you’ll kill something you
need, are you afraid
the ground will be riddled
with holes and we’ll all
100 Themes Challenge~2. EnthusisamYour eyes lit up like Christmas lights, and your heart thudded quickly.100 Themes Challenge~2. Enthusisam by Nuttelaaddict44
A smile broke free onto your face.
You leaned forward in your set, as if that made time pass by quicker.
Your heart thudded faster still.
Your senses grew sharper.
You became more aware.
You could hardly contain your excited squeal.
100 Themes Challenge~3. LoveThe twelve-year-old sat on the soft forest grass beside her best friend, gently stroking his head, massaging her fingertips in the soft, grey hairs that covered him. Her bare feet were set forward in front of her. Gorgeous, wavy, chocolate brown locks framed her face, and she wore a dull blue dress, patched up in some areas. Her beautiful amber-colored eyes outshone the stars.100 Themes Challenge~3. Love by Nuttelaaddict44
Her friend had soft, silvery grey hair, like the moon. His pale yellow eyes looked straight forward, his triangular ears erect and alert. His black nose twitched only slightly, taking in the subtle, undetectable scents in the afternoon breeze. He occasionally nuzzled his snout into the girl's cheek, and she would respond by wrapping her arms around his furry neck.
He was no normal friend.
He was different.
He was a wolf.
She would usually spend time with him alot when she was younger, but as she grew, his time with her didn't last more than a few minutes.
He was just happy that he could spend time with her in the
100 Themes Challenge~4. HateMonsters exist among mankind.100 Themes Challenge~4. Hate by Nuttelaaddict44
They feed on hate, cruelety, harshness. Hate has a much stronger effect than the many others. It resides in human hearts, no matter how reasonable the human is. Hate can easily get out of hand when it is allowed to control us. Hate can make us do things we never even thought we would do before It took over.
Hate can turn even the purest heart black.
Taint the most innocent blood.
Hate tears us apart from within, harming the ones we hold most dear. No one is safe once Hate is freed from the cage of the human conscience.
Hate can make one commit and not regret anything.
Hate is the monster we so feared in the stories we heard.
Will Hate dominate over your sense of right and wrong?
Will Hate be allowed to roam rampant in your blood?
Will Hate control you?
Will you allow Hate to turn you into a monster...?
Her BirthdayShe was perfect.Her Birthday by GentlemanAnachronism
But then, that was hardly surprising. He had created her to be.
In scientific terms, she was a marvel of genetic engineering. A manmade wonder, harbinger of a new line of beings who were more than superhuman - they could hardly be called anything resembling human at all. Humans were weak, unreliable, prone to disease and unprofitable mutation. They were slow, practically deaf and blind when compared to any other predator, lacking a sense of smell strong enough to be of any use, lacking the claws and teeth to bring down an enemy when unarmed, lacking and deficient in almost every respect. Soft. Pathetic. Breakable. Prone to unwanted emotion.
She was perfect.
She had not been so when he started work, of course. He had wanted an existing model to base his improvements on, not a test-tube grown creature, and she had fit the bill for that quite admirably. So had many others, at the beginning, but the experiments and augmentation had proven all but her defecti
03 -LightGlistening through the window pane,03 -Light by SarahAurelie
I try to keep my eyes shut,
covering my head.
Something forces me up,
eyes wide open,
Some days, I wish it wouldn't.
#44- Two Roads#44- Two Roads by leangreenlimabean
So, you and Sam, huh?" he said after a few awkward moments of silence, his warm brown eyes unusually cold. I glanced at him, surprised.
"Yeah, why?" I asked, suspicious.
"I don't know, I just thought I'd be a little harder to get over than that." His tone was light, but I could sense the layers of hurt underneath. He'd been hoping that I would still be pining for him. I clenched my fists angrily. How dare he? He was the one that left me, not the other way around!
"It wasn't really that hard," I replied coolly, and he grimaced visibly, as if someone had hit him.
"Does he even know what you are? A Selkie?" Milo accused. I gritted my teeth. I knew what game he was playing. "I mean, you can't have a relationship with someone when you're keeping secrets. Not a real one, anyway. It's just a cop out."
That did it. I rounded on him, jabbing my finger at his chest. "You're one to talk, Milo! You have no right to just come waltzing back here, expecting me to fall into your arms again, after you
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