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  1. Just-A-Stick
    "Is there anything you don't want to eat?"
  2. Just-A-Stick
    Oh Yo! Can I join? Even tho part of my hair is PuRpLe???
  3. Just-A-Stick
    "What would you like to eat?"
  4. Just-A-Stick
    "Alright... we were going to get a snack?" She stood up.
  5. Just-A-Stick
    "That's who you are?" She asked quietly. "Your entire life summed up in a few sentences..."
  6. Just-A-Stick
    Anna sighed, laying her hands in her lap. "I can see something's troubling you. You pick up on this kind of thing when you've lived as long as I have." She paused for a moment, then continued. "What's your story? Why are you here? Where'd you come from and where are you going?" Anna looked into her eyes earnestly. "It's always easier to talk about it then to keep it all to yourself. We have time, I'm not going anywhere."
  7. Just-A-Stick
    Anna looked at her carefully. "Dearest, I think we should talk, yes?" She motioned Freja over to a chair and sat down across from her.
  8. Just-A-Stick
    "There's my Girl." Anna took her hand gently and led her into the kitchen. "What would you like to eat? Personally, I'm very partial to something sweet in the evenings, but we can make whatever you wish." Anna winked at her goodnaturedly.
  9. Just-A-Stick
    Guys! I had to restrain myself from murder today!
  10. Just-A-Stick
    "Come on to the kitchen?" Anna asked, her eyes almost hidden in the wrinkles from her smile.
  11. Just-A-Stick

    I finally wrote a poem again!

    WARNING: It's probably the longest I've ever written.

    Why Can’t We Fix This?

    Spoiler
    I’m a tiny little worm.
    I crawl through the dirt, just living,
    Just doing as I was
    Created to do.
     
    I poke my tiny head
    Out
    Of the dirt.
    I wiggle further,
    Further

     
    Splat!
    I hit something hard.
    What is it?
    I can’t see it, for,
    I don’t have eyes.
     
    I try to push through it
    To no avail!
    I try to go around it
    But I can’t escape.
    I can’t eat it,
    I can’t get out of it.
     
    I am trapped!
     
    Over the next while,
    It becomes hot.
    Very hot.
    I can feel the sun, and I try
    To squirm away,
    But the sun burns me!
     
    It’s hot, so very hot
    I’m drying out,
    The heat-
     
     
     
     
    I am a squirrel.
    I bounce, too and fro,
    Collecting food and saving
    It away for
    Winter.
     
    My purpose.
     
    I see something on the ground!
    It’s shiny.
    I creep closer, trying to see

    It smells good!
    I take a small bite of it.
    It’s slippery, crinkly, and doesn’t
    Taste like anything I’ve
    Ever eaten.
     
    A sound comes from
    The hill above me.
    I smell human.
    I bound up the nearest
    Tree,
    Perching where I can see

     
    The human throws
    Something down the hill.
    Something shiny, roundish,
    Clear- like water, like ice?
     
    The thing hits a rock
    And
 shatters?
    Little bits go flying
    Everywhere,
    Then, the human
    Leaves.
     
    I wait for a long time,
    Unmoving.
    Then, I
    Creep
    Down
    The tree,
    Scurry over
    To one of the
    Pieces.
     
    I sniff at it,
    But it doesn’t move.
    It’s so shiny

    I reach my paw forward

     
    A stick somewhere
    Behind me,
    Cracks suddenly!
     
    I jump at the sound,
    My paw, comes down on
    The shard of the thing-
    It goes right through
    My paw!
    I squeak in pain
    And fright,
    Bounding up the nearest
    Tree!
     
    The thing, now stuck
    Deep into my paw,
    Comes with me.
     
    I look down at the
    Bark of the tree
    In which I cling.
    It is spattered with blood.
    I can smell it.
     
    It’s my blood.
     
    I try to climb higher
    In the tree,
    Limping
    All the way.
     
    When I feel I’m safe
    Enough,
    I examine my paw.
    The pain is excruciating,
    My blood continues to leak from
    Torn skin and matted fur.
     
    I can still feel the thing
    Inside.
    It seems to be
    Gouging
    Deeper.
     
    After trying,
    With no luck,
    For some time
    To get
    The thing out
    Of my paw,
    I start to feel
    Sleepy.
     
    My paw starts to feel
    Numb, my head
    Feels
    Light

     
    I have to find my nest,
    Just to
    Take
    A small
    Sleep

     
     
    I am a deer.
    I’m trotting over my patch of
    Woods,
    My head held
    High, my eight
    Antler points
    Displayed proudly.
     
    I am at the top of a small rise,
    The strange rock I’m standing
    On is interlaced
    With strange,
    Metallic-smelling bars.
    It makes me uneasy, for some
    Reason.
     
    It’s going to be fine.
    Of course it will be.
     
    I take one
    Step
    Closer to the edge,
    Ears alert for
    Any sign of
    Danger.
     
    My ears could
    Never have warned me
    Of what happened
    Next.
     
    The footing under
    My front hooves
    Suddenly collapses,
    Tumbling me over the edge!
     
    But my rear legs become
    Tangled in those
    Strange metallic
    Bars, snagging me painfully.
     
    I’m suspended,
    Upside down,
    Three deerlengths above
    The rocky ground.
     
    The bars are hard and solid,
    Digging into my slender
    Legs,
    Cutting them deeply.
     
    If only I had know
    What sharp edges
    They had!
     
    I’m kicking
    Frantically,
    Trying to break free,
    Trying to escape the pain
    The horror of being so
    Precariously high!
     
    A sound rises in my throat,
    Tears out my mouth before
    I can stop it.
     
    Whether from pain
    Or fear, I can’t tell.
     
    I bawl again, continuing to kick
    For a long while.
     
    I’m getting so
    Tired.
     
    I stop struggling, feeling
    The weight of
    My body
    Pressing
    Down on my
    Lungs,
    Blood rushing
    To my head.
     
    My vision is
    Turning red,
    Clouded by the blood
    In my skull.
     
    My breath comes in pants.
     
    Everything hurts.
     
    I have no more strength.
     
    I’m bleeding

     
    Bleeding
.
     
     
    I’m a person,
    A young person.
    I’m waking through the woods,
    Beside the river.
     
    I’m disgusted!
    There is so much trash!
    I can’t take a single step
    Without glass
    Crunching
    Beneath my shoes.
     
    Plastic and metal protrude from
    The surrounding leaf-litter.
    A small bird hops over a half
    Buried soda can,
    Another perches on
    A beer bottle.
     
    Tiny, sickly plants attempt
    To grow around a deflated
    Plastic pool float.
     
    Everywhere, there are glass shards,
    Beer bottles,
    Smashed cans,
    Broken containers,
    Shattered jars,
    Dirt and rust,
    Filth and chemicals.
     
    Old tires and plastic toys
    Scattered between
    Dying, hole-filled, blackened
    Trees.
     
    Concrete stairs,
    Cinder blocks,
    Concrete pads and
    An entire cliff,
    Twisted, sharp, metal
    Saluting the dead tree branches
    Above.
     
    I walk- slide, more like-
    Down the steep hill, to the
    Bottom of the cliff.
     
    I kick aside leaves,
    Sticks, rotting wood,
    Cans, glass, bottles,
    Underneath

    There lies an old
    Deer skull.
    An eight point buck.
     
    I pick up the skull.
    It’s white, bleached,
    It no longer smells.
     
    I shake my head,
    Trying to imagine what
    Might have
    Killed the poor
    Thing.
     
    I look around the dying woods, down to the murky, nasty,
    Water
    Below.
     
    Is there any hope for this land?
    Can it ever be
    Returned to what
    It was created to be?
    Can we reconcile all
    That was lost?
    Can we restart the
    Ecosystem?
    Diversify the flora
    And fauna
    As it once was?
     
    I don’t know.
    I’m but one teenager.
    What can I do?
     
    I think about it,
    Sweat trickling
    Down the back of my neck.
    The gnats swarming my arms.
     
    I need to start back soon,
    Go back to the clean,
    Bright cottage.
     
    I have a beautiful place to
    Stay, here,
    But the animals?
    The permanent residents?
    Those defenseless against
    Pollution?
     
    Their woods-
    Where they have been since
    Day four
    Of creation-
    Is now full
    Of things they can’t
    Stand against,
    Things they had no part
    In making!
    Things that only
    Desecrate their habitats,
    But help us so that
    We can do less work,
    At the expense of the
    Ecosystem,
    At the expense of that which
    Enables us to live at all.
     
    Their woods seem to
    No longer be
    Their woods.
     
    Why can we not fix this?
     
    Take care of all this
    Pollution,
    Take care of our farms,
    In turn, our health,
    The health of
    Our children,
    Grandchildren,
    Yes, great grandchildren!
     
    Why can’t we
    Stop
    Fighting out wars,
    Our petty squabbles over
    Land-
    Land that is slowly
    Disappearing.
     
    Why don’t we take care
    Of this wonderful gift
    God has blessed us with?
     
    Why can’t we fix this?
     
    -Stick 4-16-24
     
     
     
     
     

     

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    2. Just-A-Stick

      Just-A-Stick

      Thank you!

      😊

      I always appreciate the support!

    3. Through the Living Questio

      Through the Living Questio

      Dudeeeeee I love your poetry!!!

      keep writing it

    4. Just-A-Stick

      Just-A-Stick

      Thank you so much!!!

      ❀ 

  12. Just-A-Stick
    "N-nobody, r-really." She said, voice quiet. "B-but I th-think I-i up-pset-t s-someone out-t th-there..."
  13. Just-A-Stick
    "So, just trying to understand, if you're so tired of the court... why don't you just... leave it? And I meant a bit more along the lines of, why call me, would you like to schedule and appointment... that type of thing."
  14. Just-A-Stick
    "Will you be needin' anything else this evening, Precious? You look a mite hungry, to me..."
  15. Just-A-Stick
    Wow! That was really good! *pulls into a hug* ... ... ... Storm it Eddie! That was... was... I don't even... It's... wow.
  16. Just-A-Stick
    "You're very welcome." She left and shut the door behind her, going down to the guest bedroom where she turned down the bed, fluffed the pillows, and made everything perfectly cozy and comfortable.
  17. Just-A-Stick
    "Alright Deary, I'll be making down your bed awhile, come down when you're ready, M'kay?" She patted her head once more and turned to go. "Let me know if you need anythin' and I'll be right there."
  18. Just-A-Stick
    "You're welcome, Darling. Will you be needing help getting dressed now?" Anna smiled at her again.
  19. Just-A-Stick

    AHHHH GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS!!!!

    I WAS JUST A WITNESS TO THE MOST EPIC BURN BATTLE I'VE EVER SEEN!!!

    I WROTE IT ALL DOWN FOR YOUR ENJOYMENT!!!

    AND YOU MIGHT KNOW BOTH OF THESE PEOPLE!!!

    😆 

    Veil- @Part Of The Narrative

    Shard boi- @Shardwatcher01

    Me- @Just-A-Stick (me)

     

    ENJOY!!!

    Spoiler
    Spoiler
    Veil: You look wacky
     
    Shard boi: you aren’t wrong
     
    Veil: Okayyyy
 we love a man who can recognize his flaws.
     
    Shard boi: 😂😂😂 great
     
    Shard boi: I'm just better than you in every way, clearly
     
    Veil: WUT OH IM HERE FOR THIS-
     
    Veil: I mean I don’t believe in evolution
     
    Veil: But I can see how scientists could think you evolved from a monkey
     
    Veil: I still wanna know what your parents look likeđŸ€”
     
    Veil: Then I would know for sure where the inter breeding occurred, cuz with that face he ain’t no purebred
filthy little mud blood
     
    Veil: *channels draco*
     
    Shard boi: Clearly God turned around when making her
     
    Shard boi (to me): Ur friend is a witch
     
    Me: My mamma is a witch? What does that make meÂ đŸ˜±
     
    Shard boi: Son of a witch
     
    Shard boi: lol
     
    Veil: Bold of you to assume god made me
     
    Veil: Bold of him to assume I’m human
     
    Shard boi: Ur right you’re straight from hell
     
    Shard boi: Pesky demon
     
    Shard boi: No wonder she looks like that
     
    Veil, replying to “Ur right you’re straight from hell”:
    And what does that make him from? Surely not Hades. Not even he could stand to see THAT in his court of demons every day
     
    Veil: I’m not surprised he’s never kissed a girl. Should’ve known he didn’t have a mother
     
    Veil: Bet the stork had a job carrying him to the chimney, since every time it peeked in the blanket it almost dropped him in disgust
     
    Veil: 😈
     
    Veil: If you leave my bb girl on read I will leave your application to life on read
     
    Veil: 😈
     
    Shard boi, replying to “I’m not surprised he’s never kissed a girl. Should’ve known he didn’t have a mother”: 
    Woow
     
    Veil, replying to “Wooow”:
    That’s what I thought you teenage soil bag
     
    Shard boi: I’m done with y’all
     
    Veil: (Dirt is too good for him)
     
    Shard boi: I can’t roast good enough!
     
    Shard boi: She was clearly made in hell
     
    Shard boi: That’s how she roasts it's the fires of hell
     
    Shard boi: I can’t compete with that
     
    Shard boi (to me): *alsouradopted* COUGH
     
    Me: I’m adopted?
     
    Shard boi: Satan can’t have children
     
    Veil: Your threats roll off of me like water, my less then divine brethren
     
    Veil, replying to “Satan can’t have children”:
    I KNEW HE DIDNT HAVE A MOTHER
     
    Veil:Â đŸ˜±
     
    Veil: Everything makes sense now
     
    Veil: Hey, if the fires of hell have chick-fil-a then fine
     
    Veil: *slurps milkshake*
     
    Shard boi: Lollll
     
    Shard boi:Why do I talk to y’all
     
    Shard boi, replying with to “Hey, if the fires of hell have chick-fil-a then fine”:
    They don’t
     
    Veil, replying to “Why do I talk to y’all”:
    Because you’ve never kissed a girl so you grasp the desperate hope that even though if we meet I will surely give you the kiss of death, it’s better then nothing
     
    Shard boi: I quittttt
     
    Veil, replying to “They don’t”:
    Silly me. You would know better then any
     
    Shard boi: Lemme aloooone
     
    Veil: You and your invisible girlfriend. No mating you two
     
    Veil: Until next time, spawn of the pit
     
    Me: The poor guy-
     
    Veil: Yeah, he shouldn’t have tried
     
    Veil: I slayed tho
     
    Veil: Slayed him 😂😂
     
     
     
     
     

    THE AMOUNT OF WORK THAT TOOK-

    *dies*

     

    *revies*

    BUT IT WAS AWESOME!!!

     

     

     

    There's a lesson here.

    Don't get into a roasting battle with @Part Of The Narrative.

    She is a worthy foe. 

     

    ~ Stick ❀ 

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    2. Just-A-Stick

      Just-A-Stick

      @The Bookwyrm- tbh, i feel the same... like... it's been a learning curve between me and Veil, cause she can't roast me without hurting my feelings 😅

      As a rule, I mostly only roast annoying younger siblings, but not my friends.

      Veil, however, is very different :lol: 

    3. The Bookwyrm

      The Bookwyrm

      Granted the people I usually do insult are the kinds of people that insult their friends as a sign of friendship anyway.

      My closer friends I'll lightly tease, but not all out insult.

    4. Through the Living Questio

      Through the Living Questio

      Daaaaaang that’s funny

  20. Just-A-Stick
    "I suppose you may keep them, Pumpkin, but I don't see what you'll be needin' them for..." Anna shook her head but seemed content to do as she was told, albeit, slightly confused.
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  22. Just-A-Stick
    "But Darling," She creaked, moving over and laying a gentle hand on Freya's head, "They are so old and filthy. Are you sure you won't just let me give you better clothes?"
  23. Just-A-Stick

    Happy Birthday!!!!

    :D 

    Hope it's an amazing one!!!!

     ❀❀❀ 

    1. shortcake

      shortcake

      it was great! thank you!

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    Jinx stood up with her, sticking so close to her side that she was practically plastered against it.
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