-St. Nick Shorts- Christmas Eve by Nym-Starbright13, literature
Literature
-St. Nick Shorts- Christmas Eve
It was a snowy, quiet night in the tiny town of Springwell. The time was 10:30 PM, the date was December 24th. At this time of night, most parents had managed to fight their children off to bed the best they could, considering how much excitement a good majority of them possessed for the following day. Christmas was always such a happy time of the year, especially in this town. The residents were all good, honest and cheerful people, many of them even knew eachother. It was an ideal place, had someone been able to get a shot of it from a point up in the sky, it would almost look like something out of a holiday film. The houses, all coated in
St. Nick-Origin {2/2} by Nym-Starbright13, literature
Literature
St. Nick-Origin {2/2}
Later that evening, his family returned home from their little outing, obviously having done more than pay a visit to the doctor. They were all still slightly unnerved from what had happened earlier, especially Bridget. She was fearful her step-brother might hurt her again, but after some reassurance from her parents, was able to go to bed just fine. Mary went to the nursery to put the sleeping baby Benji into his crib before heading to bed herself. Gary did the same, only he did not sleep. He waited a couple of hours into the night until he made sure everyone else was sound asleep, then crept downstairs to the hallway closet to retrieve the
St. Nick-Origin {1/2} by Nym-Starbright13, literature
Literature
St. Nick-Origin {1/2}
Christmas Eve. A night where everyone's homes were ripe with the excitement of the next day, a night where families spent time cozied up next to fireplaces with mugs of hot cocoa, a night where children stayed awake the best they could in hopes of catching a glimpse of Santa Clause.
Such as was the case of little Nick Davenport.
He wasn't a rich boy, he didn't come from a well-to-do family. In fact his family was the complete opposite of well-to-do, they were what you might call dysfunctional. His father, Robert, was almost always at work, trying his best to earn money to support his wife and son, but unbeknownst to him, his wife, Mary, sp
-St. Nick Shorts- Christmas Eve by Nym-Starbright13, literature
Literature
-St. Nick Shorts- Christmas Eve
It was a snowy, quiet night in the tiny town of Springwell. The time was 10:30 PM, the date was December 24th. At this time of night, most parents had managed to fight their children off to bed the best they could, considering how much excitement a good majority of them possessed for the following day. Christmas was always such a happy time of the year, especially in this town. The residents were all good, honest and cheerful people, many of them even knew eachother. It was an ideal place, had someone been able to get a shot of it from a point up in the sky, it would almost look like something out of a holiday film. The houses, all coated in
St. Nick-Origin {2/2} by Nym-Starbright13, literature
Literature
St. Nick-Origin {2/2}
Later that evening, his family returned home from their little outing, obviously having done more than pay a visit to the doctor. They were all still slightly unnerved from what had happened earlier, especially Bridget. She was fearful her step-brother might hurt her again, but after some reassurance from her parents, was able to go to bed just fine. Mary went to the nursery to put the sleeping baby Benji into his crib before heading to bed herself. Gary did the same, only he did not sleep. He waited a couple of hours into the night until he made sure everyone else was sound asleep, then crept downstairs to the hallway closet to retrieve the
St. Nick-Origin {1/2} by Nym-Starbright13, literature
Literature
St. Nick-Origin {1/2}
Christmas Eve. A night where everyone's homes were ripe with the excitement of the next day, a night where families spent time cozied up next to fireplaces with mugs of hot cocoa, a night where children stayed awake the best they could in hopes of catching a glimpse of Santa Clause.
Such as was the case of little Nick Davenport.
He wasn't a rich boy, he didn't come from a well-to-do family. In fact his family was the complete opposite of well-to-do, they were what you might call dysfunctional. His father, Robert, was almost always at work, trying his best to earn money to support his wife and son, but unbeknownst to him, his wife, Mary, sp
*Same actor that I thought suited Elska Ruth by personality/appearance, Jakub Gierszał.
ENTRY #1
"It's been dismal these days, sitting in this farmhouse with my sweetheart by my side.
She still cries, but I'm holding her so tightly and hushing her. When I look into her eyes,
they're so alive, waves of emotions radiating from her face as the bottom of her lip quivers and another tear streams down her cheek.
I could only kiss her forehead and promise that everything would be OK.
But what do promises do any longer? It's not as if it's ever helped me when I was young, when I left Iceland.
I can't tell her much more, so this injection will h
Well hello there! If you are reading this, it means you have stumbled upon my humble page! Welcome! I am an individual of many interests, and well if I named them all we'd be here all day. This was actually an account I opened when I was thirteen(hence the 13 in my username, man I wish I could change that now), but I never really got around to being on here since I can't draw worth a hoot. My main focus tends to be writing more, and by writing I mean mainly short horror stories of whatever comes to my mind. So yeah! Feel free to chat or roleplay with me anytime!
Oh yeah, I did have another account but I don't really use it anymore.
I am the creator of St. Nick aka Nicholas/Nick Davenport The Hyland Park Killer aka Chad Coleman ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LiveTyping.com
Mainly a lot of Disney movies, The Avengers, Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Chronicles of Narnia(only the first two), Pirates of the Caribbean(only the first one, mind you!), and many many more
Well, I'm lazy as frick.
But hey, I've been busy writing so please forgive me.
Anyways, if you didn't get the memo Bitstrips shut down awhile back, so I'm gonna be doing pictures made from Sims 3.
That's all.
Well, my last journal entry on here was way back in January, it's June now, I've graduated highschool and am now a young adult. So things have been happening. Sorry I haven't been posting or anything but I've just been preoccupied with a hundred other things(like Sims mainly, and writing). Plus I'm still a little hesitant of putting my Bitstrips stuff up on here, but we'll see. I've been working on multiple writing projects lately so maybe I'll have something new to put up soon. If nothing is uploaded as fast, it'll probably be because I'm preoccupied again. With adult stuff. Yeah.
Your username oddly reminds me of my Bitstrips account. I don't know if that was intentional, or not. Probably not xD. But hi! Just *sweats* stopping by.
YOU'VE BEEN HUGGED! Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
RULES: 1- You can hug the person who hugged you! 2- You -MUST- hug 10 other people, at least! 3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their page! 4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet) 5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away! Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1. If You Get 1 Back You Are Loved!
Hello I am a contributor from @xxxCreepypastaocsxx and I have heard that you keep being rejected from the club as a 'contributor'. I believe you are not being accepted due to the amount of contributors we already have. You can join as a member if you would like