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can we submit a story and a poem?

Am I supposed to write the story here? I guess I will....

"ah!....it hurts..." It hurts I never felt pain like this in years since the day I met her. It was during the time I was still treated as a prisoner. It was dark I couldn't see much because I was blind folded. I heard a girls voice.
"oh you must be the one who they found steeling food...he well you never changed Ray"
Oh yeah by the way my names Ray Alto, anyways the girls voice was some I had heard of before, but where? When the girl took off my blindfold it was the princes of the land that I live in. Her name was Mia, but it seemed she knew me from somewhere the question is form where?
"huh? you don't remember me?..idiot! and after all the talk about our marriage." Once I heard that I was freaked out it seemed like I was in a lighter version of the electric chair. I mean MARRIAGE! I was only 14 years old and I didn't remember about marriage.
"what! your crazy!I don't ever remember talking about marriage to a girl especially the princes!"
"well I remember you idiot!"
Mia when need she could be a angry women and when she is never mess with her! I learned that at that moment becuase she hit me twelve times..
"ouch! hey watch it...man for a girl like you, you sure hit like a mad man!"
She didn't reply after that all she did was turn around. That was two weeks before the marriage we had. After that we lived like a young couple and once we hit 18 we planed to have sex...sadly fate had other ideas. On the day planed Mia was kidnapped by a group of rouge bandits. It took us two weeks to find Mia and well..once we found her, she was lying on the ground nude tied up and crying. She was rapped by the people and left there to rot. That hurt more than any stab I took.


Now I lay here on the ground dying from blood loss.
"damn! by the gods! please kill me now!"
He funny how I cry out the names I hate the most. Fate has never really been on my side the only thing I ever really wanted was to stay with Mia a little more longer. She was a nice girl really if only I could have done more to care for ********! this thing is not over!...ah!" I think this is it. Someone stabbed me in the chest. I don't know who its hard to see due to the pain...no I have to see who. I can't see I'm blacking out...

Poem----------------------------(actually a song I wrote, but all my poems are emo so this shall be lyrical poetry lol)
we were all writing lyrics for our tuneless songs
pulling together the scraps of paper
we wrote on whatever was at hand
a few lines here and a few lines there
wherever we were going it was beautiful
it doesn't make sense now
maybe it doesn't later either
all we know is we're happy
happy being free and ourselves
a piece of paper crumpled up on the ground
is like a treasure chest of ideas
everything is included
nothing is thrown away
we try to see what we scratched out
seeing it was better than we thought
a name, is there one?
if not it will present itself in it's many ways
ways of tourture and pain
just as much as happyness and laughter
look at things a different way
don't let it get to you
it's your life remember

(ill get the story up soon)

yes the contest is still up

Simon gasped for breath,he couldn't remember the last time he felt like this.Something was wrong though when he entered the chamber and saw his fellow comrades decorate the ground with their bodies as their blank stares looked at him.They told a story of true horror as their expressions showed screams of frightened and scared people."Why did it have to be them though?"He sobbed through the spaces of his hands as he knelt beside his friend's body,he touched her hair and closed her eyes,"Rest in peace Eli."He shook his head and stood up as he grabbed his longsword,"Those demons are not going to get away with this,I don't care of these people were sacrifices to them!"He yelled outloud as his voice echoed down the halls of now empty and deserted castle.He walked out slowly and steady with his head raised up high as he knew what he had to do.He pushed the wooden door open,"Come out you hell spirits,come out!" but now answer came only silence and a frightened thought came to him and he looked down on his clothes and saw he was covered in blood and saw his hand and sword stained with it as well,"No..it..it couldn't be."His eyes wide as he dropped his sword on the stone floor,"It couldn't have been me!"He cried out loud and fell to the floor on his knees give out underneath him,"No.."He moaned and cried as he thought those periods of time he lost all memory or recollection.He had lost everything and now knew true suffering

edited

(The contest is still going then?)