Kriss

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About Me

WHO AM I?
Black Bile & Plane girl.

She was beautiful. Her hair was some unidentifiable colour; a mixture of amber and black. It was wild, dancing on top of her head & glistening in the white sunlight. Her face was slender, and her lips and eyes dominated her face. The pools of black bile that were her eyes were fixated on me. When she had me locked in a gaze, she smiled�No, smirked at me. Almost tauntingly.
Despite my amazement, I couldn�t help the unfathomable feeling of d�j� vu that was washing over me like a great wave.
I watched as she began to move, back and forth across the grass. Her plain, off white dress, swaying with each movement she made. She danced so quickly, yet so fluidly. I was so entranced by the display in front of me, that I could barley move. I stayed seated, legs and arms crossed as I watched tentatively.
Before I was too consumed by the graceful, immortal like ritual in front of me, another girl stumbled into my view. She was the same height and size as the dancing girl with black bile eyes. Her face was just as slender, her lips and eyes just as wide, and she was even wearing the same dress. I�d of sworn they were twins�The only difference was, this girl was very plane.
Her hair was not wild, or colourful. Instead, it was very tame, and a dull shade of brown. Her eyes, as well, were dull. They were a pale green, and seemed to be the only feature she had that could be considered beautiful. Just like the black bile of the dancers eyes could be considered her ugliest feature.
The plane girl smiled shyly at me, and walked unsteadily, tripping once or twice toward a large tree, as far away from both myself and the dancer as she could. She folded her arms across her chest, and slumped slowly down to the dew covered grass, lowering her head.
I stared at her, and could hear her. I could hear her life; it was like she was telling me things. At that point my mind was filled with knowledge. Another wave of d�j� vu.
I wasn�t sure who was more intriguing to watch, the beautiful black bile dancer, or the plane story teller girl.
They were polar opposites, despite their similarities in looks. They seemed to be fighting for my attention in their own ways. Black bile danced, twirled and sang silently to me; as the plain girl�s eyes filled me with knowledge, and told me the greatest stories of all time.
The confusion and fatigue I was feeling caused my head to spin. My eyes began to blur as the strength emanated off the two girls. It was so over powering, that I began to slip into unconsciousness. As I faded, so did they; both into my thoughts.
The d�j� vu was still creeping up my spine as my eyes finally closed, and blanked into peaceful serenity.
I woke again, in a large, white room. There were no windows, and there were no doors. The only thing that existed in this room was a mirror. I walked in front of it, and peered into it. As I stared, I realized my reflection wasn�t there. In a blind panic, I balled my hands into fists and began to slam on the glass, seeing if it were a trick; but the glass wouldn�t break. I pulled myself away from the shivering mirror, exasperated, and still without reflection. My knees began to wobble, but before I could do anything, the two girls came in from either side of me. They walked slowly toward me, but I did not make a move. I was frozen in place. I stared back at the mirror, and I saw the two girls, but my reflection still didn�t show. As I felt their presence come closer to me, I closed my eyes. The d�j� vu hit me with a stronger force than ever before, and caused me to stagger backwards. I opened my eyes, looking up into the mirror.
Black bile and Plane girl had gone, and only one girl remained. She, too, was the same size and height. Her eyes and lips were just as large, and face just as slender; but it was neither Black bile, nor Plane girl. No, this girl�s eyes were a deep green. Her hair was a rich brown, and she was not strikingly beautiful, nor was she overly plane. She sat somewhere in the middle, and as I looked, deep into her knowledgeable, yet wild like eyes, I began to feel the d�j� vu again.
I smiled, and she smiled back. �There you are� I said, looking at my reflection in the mirror.

[This may be the last piece of writing I will submit. I wrote it using elements of psychology, and bits and pieces of dreams I've been having. It's about a struggle within one's self. Not evil vs. good like so many people write about. No. It's not split personalities, either. It's something people battle with daily. Who they are.
Like any teen, I have many different abilities, talents and traits. Often, these traits clash. Polar opposites.
So, I made up two characters. Black Bile and Plane girl, who hold those traits; and when they come together, they create who I am. It's metaphorical, and can apply to anyone. I tried to make the characters as relateable as possible.]

Love;
Kriss Meredith Leigh.

P.s- Writing is an expression of how your feeling; all that is you, and in you. Any art form is emotionally driven. It is not meant as a weapon.


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Posted 12 Years Ago


I'm happy, you have some good friends, I'm sorry I was never a good one. :{ but I wish you well on you journey though life. K?

S.D.Blankenship the Gothic Cowboy.

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Posted 12 Years Ago


heyy, babe.
awwh. well boy are stupid.
but I still loveee you,


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Posted 12 Years Ago


neither is mine?

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Posted 12 Years Ago


Awwh, thank you for adding me, lol... I'll read a couple of poems of yours. :)

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Posted 12 Years Ago


Thanks for the add and I will try my best to review your works up to date but my heart is in a bad spot right now so bare with me.

-DeAn

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Posted 12 Years Ago


You don't sound that boring to me. Thanks for adding me!

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Posted 12 Years Ago


im in the process of responding to it right now haha i had a long weekend with no sleep and lots of dancing and stuff like that

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Posted 12 Years Ago


thanks for the addition! ~Fire~

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Posted 12 Years Ago



"Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called.


~A.A. Milne