monchingarat's profile
AGE:
17
LOC: Land O Lakes, FL
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: July 09
LOC: Land O Lakes, FL
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: July 09
I am a young author , and have recently jumped from fantasy , to horror , and teen issue writer. My spin on things can be quite dark , but I believe that it has a heavy amount of truth. My current novel which I am now airing on Urbis , is based off my music , which follows a story-line of eight disturbed teens , all with their own unique issues , which I see frequently in other teens today. Their fates seem sealed , until a mysterious outcast guardian angel decides to attempt to help them , causing a HUGE impact on the good but troubled teens of this graphic sub-fictional story.
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A certain amount of depression had left Angel's heart. Now , it had become an agonizing mix of fear , and anxiety. (Why would someone try to save ME?) She then faced the door to her small 2 bedroom , Family Room/ Kitchen mix , which had recently been found close to unfit to live in after the roach infestation that they couldn't afford to get rid of. Now , another thought was going threw her confused brain. She had forgotten how sore her face was until now. She brought her hand up to her right...
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A gloom hung over the sky as a young girl walked down the cracked asphalt , black like the eyeliner running down her whelped , and blotchy face. Makeup to cover up her bruised face , and wrist bands to cover her self inflicted wounds. The pounding thoughts of abuse , and suicide buzzing in her head , as she drug herself over to the only tree , in the entire decrepit neighborhood , which she frequently visited. Feeling overwhelmed by the emotion , she dug her nails into the fungus infested bar...
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A gloom hung over the sky as a young girl walked down the cracked asphalt , black like the eyeliner running down her whelped , and blotchy face. Makeup to cover up her bruised face , and wrist bands to cover her self inflicted wounds. The pounding thoughts of abuse , and suicide buzzing in her head , as she drug herself over to the only tree , in the entire decrepit neighborhood , which she frequently visited
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It is a good story. The characters all have rather distict personalities so that was very good. A few grammatical errors although I have the same problem SO I won't go too much into that! I enjoyed this I'll be reading more from you soon hopefully :-)
Wow!!! I absolutely relate to your work! The message is so simple, however, the presentation makes it so striking! Death is the downfall of humanity is the message... For death is what brings end to creation to it's end, thus generating fear! GREAT WORK! I love reading everything you do!
Absolutely stabbing to my heart. Every word I could feel your pain. It was beautiful, I didn't see much wrong with it at all, so I say to you congratulations on a beautiful piece of heart felt pain!
WOOOOW!!!! The description in that was beautiful...It repeats itself at the end , yet changes.... Fruit , waves , sand beneath your feat. It really describes a paradise. I love that a lot , you are quite the poet! I found no mechanical problems , that was very good!
It's a really cool story. It's dramatic but not dark , I like it. As a musician , I understand the obsession with your instrument. I could almost hear the music play as you described your concert scene! Keep up that description , I really love this , I look forward to reading more!
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