The Hidden Earth/Poetical Fiction Novel

Living in the scariest part of the woods.

Is a dangerous secret.

Untold and hidden beneath the fiery staircases.

No one has been told the story of magical beings.

And

Encompassing act of violence.

Because you have to be silent.

“Why?”

No one knows...

The stories are hidden.

Underneath the fiery staircases.

The many who tried to find the hidden truth.

Were dropped off in fiercest places around the universe.

One day, a warrior appeared.

Hoped to set the record straight.

“I want to find the hidden earth that belongs to my people,” he said

No response.

The warrior tried again.

“I want the hidden earth, that belongs to my people now!” he roared

As he roared, the burning bush appeared behind him.

Burning bright, like the meteor hitting earth at a thousand miles an hour.

Turning around, the warrior felt a warm breeze swoop down his face.

The warrior grinned.

And then busted into laughter without a worry in the universe.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

He continued...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Thinking in the first place of why he started to laugh.

The warrior continued to laugh.

Until the burning bush stopped burning.

And stood there, a look alike of the same complexion.

Life Through A Coma (Introduction/Rough Draft)

I am currently working on a novel. This is my introduction to my book called Life Through A Coma. It needs a lot of work, but I had to post it on here. I love critics so if anyone has anything to share, please comment. I also like being organized and this is one place I can post my writing for me and anyone else who are interested to read my stuff. I am learning as I go and I only intend to improve.

Introduction

He needed to breathe, in order to see the everlasting hope. When, he was only twenty, he wanted to see the world. He wanted to accomplish so much, and yet, he was complicated by the depressions, that lead him to believe he was the future. I wondered, to the point of insanity, even though I encompassed my truth, through trail and error, I captured many, by speaking the truth, through the written word. My name is Rosparo; I am captured between life and death, and the truthfulness through worlds, which are unknown to me at this age. I always, have hoped to bring my striving and depressed self, to pleasure, from this hell, they call life. I have many things and many offerings, where, I can escape to somewhere; no one really knows exist. Only, I can go to that place, and just totally be free. I have always planned to escape this world, as quickly as I could. The problem staggered, when I realized I had people who cared about me. I will never forget the time, when I was driving my car, and thought I would end the suffering, and just run my car into the wall that (Something that the wall does or stands )of the freeway, I now know that was a stupid idea, but at that moment it felt like heaven. As I was driving, my phone rang, and I started searching for it all over my car, at that time I was not really organized, nor was I willing to change for easier to live. I had my foot on the accelerator, without knowing I kept pressing it as I was searching for my phone, I did not notice but my car had sped up, before I could answer the phone, I was driving on the curb, I felt like my heart was straight up ripped out of my body, like the movie I seen where Jim Carrey ripped his heart out of the chest, Dumb and Dumber is the movie I was referring to. As I kept accelerating even faster, I got on my knees and started to pray, for whoever was up in the sky watching over me. I never really did believe in GOD, until at that moment when I was in travel. I believe that’s how we all feel, when we get into trouble we start praying. The wall was 5 feet away from me, I was close of hitting the wall, will I make it or will I end somewhere, I did not want to belong, is the question that plagued many. Question will stand, will I fail or will I survive.