Jazzbear : Writing

She wasn't real

She wasn't real

A Story by Jazzbear


This door seemed to be screaming my name. I looked around to see if anyone was watching me look at the door like a crazy person. But not a soul lurked..
Huh2

Huh2

A Poem by Jazzbear


She paints a pretty picture but there is a twistThe paintbrush is a bladeAnd the canvas is her Wrist
Huh

Huh

A Poem by Jazzbear


Roses are redviolets are bluecookies are sweet and so are youBut the sugar has witheredand now my wrists are stained RED
I found this on my old computer

I found this on my old computer

A Story by Jazzbear


Something i did in 7th grade
JUST FRIENDS

JUST FRIENDS

A Story by Jazzbear


Yuri and Zero have known each other since they were six. They are know 15 and Yuri moves.