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Its 17 years today when I said my final goodbye to you.
I still remember how hard you fought to stay with us but sadly the cancer was so aggressive it took you away from us.
I still think of you every time I see something to with Egyptian history and when I hear that Manchester United are top of the league.
I still feel sad that you missed your great niece graduating from university and you did not get to see her grow up.
I still remember how you always knew when I was up to no good as a teenager. The night you watched me get out of one guys car and five minutes later I went off with a different guy. When I came home you were waiting for me and you hit me with your hot water bottle and gave me a very long lecture about misbehaving.
And the time I was supposed to be in Nottingham but I was really up in Manchester. I never could get away with much.
We were always close and you were always there for me even if I was a rebellious nightmare teenager.
I learnt a lot from you and my daughter has definitely inherited your intelligence.
I would give anything to have you back but I know thats not possible.
I still feel angry that you were so badly let down by doctors and the cancer was able to spread so fast. Im still angry your life came to end at the age of 49. You still had so much to give and do.
I can only hope that you are at peace now and know I will always love you.
Like the song says
The drugs don't work they just make you worse but I know I will see your face again.

The cold night air creeps in through the window and no matter how secure a bedroom is the darkness and its cold air will still find a way in.
Laying on a bed and hoping to go to a restful sleep and keep ones mind pure and hold on to safety of life.
Its all to be taken away as someone or something has been watching for many nights wanting and waiting and biding his time until the time is right to make its way into the bedroom and take all he desires.
Total darkness descends on the bedroom and the bitter cold bites away any warmth.
A mist breaks its way into the bedroom and uses its power to seal off any chance of escape.
The mist travels slowly through the room turning a restful sleep into a waking nightmare
The body can't move its paralysed with fear as the eyes watch the mist rise at the bottom of the bed and gradually forms a man.
Nothing can be done to stop his devilish intent. It looks upon its pray with wilful desire. The sound of a frantic heartbeat and blood rushing through the veins
Hands placed on the bed and slowly and carefully sliding forwards across satin sheets towards the victims thumping heartbeat.
The smell of sweet perfume gives off a mystical vibe as the beast seduction comes ever closer.
Skin that is warm and soft tries to resist his cold touch until the hypnotic eyes meet and all resistance is worn down and arms reach out to embrace their impending doom.
The mind is fooled into believing only pleasure will come from this encounter.
The body moves against the predator and gives in completely to his unholy demand's.
His cold fingers run through the long soft hair and his mouth lays a cold kiss on the forehead before making his way to parts of the body that make women cry out in pleasure and show their desire.
He's using his power to make his victim believe that they are safe and loved and ultimately desired for their body.
The purest of thoughts are dismantled one by one and replaced with carnal lust of the most extreme kind.
Never realising that the more intimate he becomes the greater the danger.
Closer to the neck he comes and he watches the breasts heave with anticipation.
He leans in close pushing the neck to one side and lightly kisses the sweet spot he wants and need's.
His loving seductive intent changes to a fierce vampiric form as the teeth grown long and sharp and bite into the willing flesh and break the artery that supplies red elixir it craves so badly.
The room is filled with blood curdling screams as the blood runs free and into the mouth of the starving vampire.
Sucking hard and causing the most excruciating pain until the loss of blood begins to slow the body's panic and bring it to a place of intense ecstasy.
The sound of blood and life being sucked away replaces the moans of pleasure and the skin grows cold.
Life is nearly extinguished as the last few drops are sucked away.
The room is silent and the body is stone cold. No life exists in this room as one was dead to begin with and the other died from pleasure

Im lost again and Im on the run
Looking for love in a sad song
With your avengers eyes and cat like ways
I can hold you
You are fool for me to be cruel

Im leaning on this bar listening to you sing
And your sad song rings in my ears and I start to cry
He's searching Shes showing
See him held in a deep deep spell he knows she glowing
I can find a way deep within my mind a way to go
I can look deep into your light and shout
Hold me
Hold me
Hold me

I hear the saxophone and it tears my soul
And we are feeling so old feeling so cold
She is the torch
And she is the theme
She could be a dream but oh boy is she real
Try to avoid her eyes
To avoid her words
They will hit you with all that you feel

See her eyes they are bright tonight
See the stars coming out tonight
See the moon looking down tonight
See how they light your way tonight

See my eyes they are bright tonight
See my hands reaching out tonight
Hear my words they are dynamite
See how they light your way tonight

See her eyes they are bright tonight
See how they light your way tonight

Torch by Soft Cell 1981


This has been my favourite song since I was 4 years old
The words have always resinated with me

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Cadrewolf2
02:45 Nov 18 2024

Cool

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Just got a text message saying British senior insurance would like to make me an offer.
Im 45 Im not one foot in the grave yet
Damn cheek

The darkest of nights lets in the darkest hour
Wandering through dark corridors as the fine muslin drapes take flight in the cold wind that blows through the air touching the bare shoulders and arms that pass them by
The corridors twist and wydn inside a house of mystery and intrigue
The voice of man calls out through the darkness and lures its pray through the house to its layer deep within the darkness
The voice promises so much as it pulls at the heart strings and tempts its lovers to his arms
Following his call and letting every moral and sensibility fade as the his voice makes the skin wet and tingle with excitement and so unaware of the pain that will follow
Their is no resisting or pulling away just the icy feel of an unholy lust
The twisted path to your doom gets wider and the deepest of erotic excitement can not undo the deepest darkest fears that surround the most sceptical of minds
The voice breaks down your strength and whats left of your soul
Pulling harder and almost dragging you to him
The moonlight that managed to shine its way through dies as he comes closer leaving its victim in a abyss of deadly darkness
The darkness is faintly lit by two pin points of fiery red no one can look away from
The voice that called goes silent as it forces you to embrace its cold being
Theirs no hope of escape or rescue as it pulls you into to its web of evil
The sharpest of pain is felt through the neck as his fangs sink deep into exposed flesh
Forever lost forever damned as you let the blood run free

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Cadrewolf2
03:38 Nov 15 2024

Excellent

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Lamadia79
03:54 Nov 15 2024

Thanks just playing about with words and trying to conjure up scenes in my mind and extract something from. Maybe I can find something in it to write about

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For two years a 12 year old Daniel had been helping his Mother run their small but modest cottage. His Mother worked long hours to provide for them both since the Father was killed by a hit and run driver when he was cycling home from work. His killer was never found and shortly after his death Daniels Mother was fired from her office job at the local factory.
Daniel prayed that his Fathers killer would be found and punished and his Mother would find a better job where she would be treated with respect and have job satisfaction. As it happened one of his prayers was answered his Mother became a personal assistant to a wealthy business tycoon in London. Sadly for Daniel this meant she was often away from him and Daniel was tasked with running the home once home from school. He didn't mind as it made him stronger and taught him how to become self sufficient.
After a little time had passed his Mother's new boss began visiting the cottage and Daniel began to strike up a good friendship with the business tycoon. They would talk about his Father and how much he missed him and the urge for revenge. Daniel found it easy to confide his true feelings with this man and he was able reveal how he was being bullied by the children in his class at school. They made fun of his sad circumstances and often Daniel found himself alone at school and envious as the other children still had a Father.
One boy in particular made sure Daniels time at school was miserable. His name was Paul and his Father owned the factory that his Mother once worked at until Paul's Father fired her.
Daniel had observed Paul and his Father together. For a long time Pauls Father had driven a Black Mercedes and shortly after Daniels Father was killed the car had changed to a Blue BMW. Daniel also observed Pauls Father drinking from a hip flask on more than one occasion. This set his mind racing and Daniel confided in his new adult friend about his suspicions.
Christmas was not far away and Daniel received an unexpected invite to Pauls birthday party. It was delivered by Pauls Mother. She seemed a kind lady and she wanted to get to know Daniel and his Mother. She made a big deal of Daniels Mother working for the business tycoon and was desperate to get more information on him. Daniels Mother remained quiet on the subject of her boss as he strict rules about never discussing his life or dealings with anyone outside his office.
The woman was very insistent about Daniel attending the party and Daniel eagerly agreed to attend even though he hated Paul. The party was to take place at the families large house at what Daniels Mother called the posh end of town. It would be on the coming Saturday evening.
As Saturday arrived Daniels Mother brought home a large gift for Paul. She told Daniel that she had been so busy at work that her boss sorted the gift out for her. Daniel smiled when he saw the large box covered in bright red paper. His Mother seemed astounded that her Son should be so happy about attending the party of a boy who tormented him so badly when he should of been kinder after everything her and Daniel had been through in the last couple of years. She also noted how well Daniel got on with her boss. Daniel explained that he liked him because he didn't talk down to him like other adults and he understood why he was so angry about his Fathers death.
Daniel left with his Mother for the party and as they drove up to the grand house she noticed how Daniels earlier happy face had turned to a much colder and sterner expression. She told Daniel if he didn't really want to go they could go off and do something fun instead. But he said that it was fine and grabbed the gift and kissed his Mother goodbye and walked up the drive to the front door where he was greeted by Pauls Mother.
She took Daniel into the living room and announced his arrival to the room full of children. The children looked at Daniel and began to snigger. He heard some of the children asking Paul why he had invited Daniel. He just told them he didn't invite Daniel his Mother had invited him.
As the other Children enjoyed the party Daniel sat alone and endured Pauls cruel taunts. Pauls Mother gathered the children and asked them to present Paul with their gifts. It soon came round to Daniels gift. Paul snatched it from his hands and remarked at how it was probably going to be something cheap and rubbish but as he viciously ripped away at the bright red paper to a box containing a large toy Black Mercedes car. Paul stood in a amazement as he looked at the expensive gift and the other children remarked on how this was an awesome present. But instead of being grateful Paul decided to mean and asked how Daniel could possibly afford such an expensive gift and asked if Daniels Mother had taken up shop lifting. Daniel coldly replied no that he brought it because he felt it matched his Fathers car. Paul snapped that his Father now drives the latest BMW. Daniel walked right up to Paul and looked directly into his eyes and asked what happened to the Mercedes? Paul just looked and laughed and told the whole room how rich his Father was and he can buy as many expensive cars as he liked.
Pauls Mother began to despair of her Sons behaviour and she insisted that he should be nice to Daniel as his Mother works for a very important man that his Father needs to do business with.
She left the living room to sort out the party food and with her out of the way Paul took the opportunity to ask everyone to play a game of his choosing. The children all agreed and Paul announced that the game is called what does your Father do? Daniel knew this was an attempt to humiliate him. Paul laid down on the floor and crossed his arms on his chest in a death pose and shouted out this is what Daniels Father does. The other children all laughed and one boy joked how Daniel will probably start crying in a minute much to the laughter of the other children.
Daniel stood up and looked on in anger “ it could easily happen to you Paul” you might get a call telling you that your Father will never come home to you ever again and all you will have is the memory of his frightened face! It was at that moment that Pauls Father arrived home. He brought in with him a very expensive laptop which delighted Paul and gave him the chance to flaunt it in front of Daniel and a chance for him to announce how his Father gets him everything he wants.
Pauls Father went from being pleased to horrified. He could see the toy Mercedes car on the table and stood behind it Daniel. He demanded to know where it came from. Daniel smiled “ I brought it Sir” I thought Paul would like it as its just like the car you used to drive a couple of years ago. “You do look a little pale sir” perhaps you would like a drink? I see a bottle of whisky on the sideboard. Paul looked confused by Daniels words and he snapped “ My Dad only drinks the finest champagne cognac” Daniel laughed “well thats just not true I know he likes a swig from a hip flask” I really hope you don't drink and drive Sir? Pauls Father looked nervous and walked out of the room and ran upstairs. His wife shouted that she would be bringing in the birthday cake and he shouted back to continue without him.
Paul became angry and ordered Daniel to leave. Daniel agreed he would be leaving very soon as he was being picked up by a friend.
Pauls Father had gone into the bathroom and began staring into the mirror his mind returning the night he killed Daniels Father and wondering how the little brat could know it was him. Suddenly an ice cold breeze blew through the bathroom and the door slammed shut behind him. The light began to dim and the crackle of electricity filled the room. A strange image began to slowly form in the mirror until it slowly began to form a face. The face was badly bruised and bloodied and to his horror it revealed its self to be Daniels Father. He began backing away from the hideous image until the image burst it hands through the mirror and grabbed him by the shoulders and screamed “Don't Drink And Drive”
Downstairs the children had gathered to sing happy birthday to Paul and as his Mother was about to dim the lights they were all startled by a loud scream coming from above and suddenly blood poured from ceiling and splashed down onto the children. The children began screaming as they became covered in blood and loud bangs as if someone was being slammed over and over again into the floor. The children began to run for the front door only to find it locked. In the commotion Pauls Mother shouted to the children to run to the kitchen and stay there. She began running up the stairs closely followed by a crying Paul. She shouted for her husband but to no answer. As they approached the landing they witnessed the Father's lifeless and mutilated body being thrown from the bathroom onto the landing floor by an unseen force. The two began screaming as they looked at the twisted and ripped dead body.
As they hugged each other in fear and panic they turned to find Daniel behind them. He walked past them and over to the dead man. Daniel was delighted by the sight of the mutilated corpse. Daniel turned and faced the traumatised Mother and Son “We are even now” now you know what it’s like to have no Father! And now my Dad has justice and he can rest in peace. I had fun at your party Paul and I do hope you make a wish when you blow out your candles as my wish finally came true.
Daniel calmly walked back down stairs and as he walked to the front door it suddenly opened and standing before him was his Mothers boss. A tall man with long black hair and handsome features. Daniel ran to the man “ Im so glad you are here James” James smiled back and held out his hand to Daniel “Is it done Daniel” “Yes James its all done” the other children came out of the kitchen and looked in horror at James and Daniel.” Well kids now you know the truth” Paul's Father ran over Daniels Father two years ago and left him to die” should serve as a lesson to all of you their a crimes nobody can invade and they must be payed for in blood!
As James and Daniel left the house together the lights in the house went out and the door slammed shut behind them and locked its self. James walked Daniel to the chauffeur driven car. They both got into the car together and James ordered the driver to go and as they drove away James noted that their was a strong smell of gas in the house “I do hope they sort it out before the lights come back on”

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Cadrewolf2
06:09 Nov 14 2024

wow

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Have a bit of an idea for a new short story. I notice people here write a lot about karma so it’s given me a bit of an idea.
I know I need to finish the cloak story off as well and I will get that done before the weekends out

Not sure I believe coincidence's but I seem to of developed a bad habit of talking about someone famous and the next day they die.
I did this last month when my daughter told a friend of hers was going to see Liam payne live and my daughter said it would be great if he showed up to the concert sober. I then said sadly it’s a slippery drop right down to the bottom. Next day he falls from a balcony and dies.
Yesterday I was talking about the film final destination and my daughter brought up the guy who tells the survivor's about how to cheat death. I said how Tony Todd is a really great horror actor and I loved the way he describes how to recognise the signs of death. Well today he sadly died.
My daughter called me and said she said I had done it again and she now thinks I must some how be in tune to the rhythms of death.
I did this with David Bowie Keith Flint and Ken Dodd and Chester Bennington.
She found what I said about Liam Payne very disturbing as she thinks I near enough described the way he would die.
Any thoughts welcome

As the sun sets its self away and the darkness returns to the land desires that hid themselves away crawl all over me.
A soul that sees directly into mine and knocks down the wall I built to try and hide
I can't hide my desire from him as he sees all and knows all and torments me with his knowledge
Breaking me down until I succumb to my true feelings and needs
Im crushed under the weight of true desire I want to be good but the need for something wild and dangerous over takes me and I lose all my control
Im like glass but Im only clear to him
He can shatter my soul with just one word and break into my heart
All the normal lusts others crave are meaningless to me
I crave the pain and the torture that my own darkness needs
My lust can be exploited way beyond sex
The chains that wrap themselves around me and tighten their grip on me makes me scream and pray for more
A heart like mine may seem hard and cold to others but only one knows the truth and can melt the ice I incased it in
Im drawn to something others would run from its always been there
Repression can only last so long before it explodes and turns into a frenzy of carnage and blood
Most would see me as normal but they are wrong as the beyond lives in me and holds me close and will do so until my dying day
The flame of deep dark desires will never burn out it will only consume me until Im able to cry out my punishment that I embrace

LDV

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STABB666
00:50 Nov 04 2024

This, I like. ;)

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aquarius1972
18:38 Nov 06 2024

Awesome

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