darkSpyro

So, I just made this topic for me mostly, but you all can do it to!
*sits at empty hall as tumble weeds go by*
Annnyyywaayyy......
Ya, so just post some small shorts or segments of stories you wrote, or if you need to write something that's not very big, post it here ^.^ Mostly, post like, one post long stories or scenes.
I just need to write something @_@ And just to try out how things sound and stuff....

Le mood music: http://youtu.be/9Ht2kty5FWM

I remember his red hair. The kid always had it spiked up, like fire. No matter what you did to it, it always stayed up like one of those annoying rubber clown punching bag things that come back when you hit it. Many would ask if he dyed his hair, and he would simply say no. The fact is, it was a completely unnatural color of red, a fiery red, not like the orange-red you think of when people say 'redhead.' His eyes reflected that color, flames within them. His pupils were black like the night with the pleasant red outline of his iris. Some would immediately call him a demon, or avoid him at all costs, but I didn't. I didn't because I knew who he was. He was no demon, the opposite actually. He was the sweetest guy around, being friendly to everyone around him, helping others with tasks, and pointing out helpful things to the ones who were stumped. His laugh was a hearty laugh, not deep but not high pitched. Oh, how his eyes would shine when he laughed, you could almost see little stars in them. They would glimmer in the red and black background. It would entrance me to look closer. His pearly whites would always appeared when he smiled, mostly in a toothy grin. He always kept me on my toes, chasing after him when he would take off, his mind set on whatever it was. We had the funnest times, joking around and making fun of everything the other did. One would be there for the other in hard times, offering a shoulder to cry into, comforting them. He made me smile, made my life worth something, made me want to continue on living. He brought light to my dark, hidden world. He made up for everything I wasn't, the better half of me. It pains me whenever I think of that day, I held him in my arms, an ugly red puddle under us, his life slowly draining away. Covered in dirt, tears streaming down my face, I never let him go. It seemed that time had slowed around us. I looked into his eyes, smiling to still see that familiar flame, but then it upset me when they flame began to die. His voice was rough and hoarse, I could barley make out what he said. But, I will never forget what I heard. "Please Mikey, never give up. Your the sun of my life, you lit up the parts I didn't even know I had. Even now, as I fade from this world, I think of how lucky I was to get to be with someone like you, someone I truly love with all my heart. Mikey, I will always love you" and that was the last thing he said, his breathe seemingly drawn from his body after. I miss him. My heart aches for his familiar embrace, his strong arms wrapping me in a safe and secure place. My heart has broken a thousand times since then...and it still does. I will love Phoenix forever, and no one could ever take his place.


eh...was trying something...not sure if it worked out

It's pretty good. I'm tempted to post a sample from a story of mine, that has a similar moment.

You should. ^.^ And ya, I'm still getting the detail and thoughts part of writing via first person. This was really an attempt at both emotion and first person writing.

First person is hard for me. I always end up sarcastic.

I spoilered because I spoilered.

Note: This event concludes the story. There are many events leading up to this point that aren't put into detail. These will mostly not be referenced here, but it may still raise some questions and appear to be out of context.

Because DC did music, here is a song I have often pictured with this scene.

Good job Seiki. How sad though
And ya, i agree Dark_Spyro. It's hard for me to keep a personality for my character. I also have problems with repetitive 'I's