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Far Beyound
Far beyound the compact space of the watery world I was pushed out from....I was born to a Mr. Mrs. Jerry and Elizabeth Vaughan on that faintful day of November 25th, at suppertime ,of the year ,1977. Two years after my parents were married, which is another custom of this life I just do not understand . My parents were brought up fundamental bapist...a sin within itself....They were very hard on me, as I was growing up. I always knew I waz not not from them, just born out of them.. As I grew older, My station was to be brain-washed into their ways and as a result my journey begins!
Far Away from the real world , my reality was jaded from the normal daily subjection of the fundalmental christians, using their bibles as a tool of fear and loathing...
This to me, was a constant struggle to stay sane, because I had abilities that my mom and dad would not ever think were good. I was a lost child of the Goddess. I did not have my own mind,body, soul.
I forged on as a good girl should, but inside,I was slowly dieing to be free from the chains that which enslaved me. So to not rock my world, I went inside myself dreaming of that day I could escape and be freed!
As I rode off into the sunset with my true love, I found myself earning for unconditional love and acceptance. but alas, it was only a dream. I am now subjected to a Christian School , to this day , I hated with all the passion I have inside of me, Taking over my body, like a disease ,that is black and dim with very little light, like a pin hole. I engolfed myself in the beauty of the land and stayed distant from the strang beings that were my parents. "I would make a new world for myself ", I would say to myself! One day! As the years went by so slowly, the drain was intense. Finally a light bigger than that pin hole began to open wider. I was going to public school.
As a product of sinners and hipercrites, I found that I was not alone and found friends that had issues that were a kin to my own.. thus.. we were sisters... A plight of sisterhood....doomed together as we were all on our way to hell.
I veered off the direction of the straight uninteresting life I was used too. Public school was my savior.
A blessing in deguise, a sign from the Goddess that I was not forgotten. That I could be the me, I was ment to be.....The me, that always was.
Life began to lighten into a world of new reality .
I was only to begin, I met a group of people who in essence helped me claw my way out of the muddingness of young and dreams and back into the reality of life. My very first prince. Oh !How did I love him so. He was to me, a distant ,yet wonderful young boy.....He fancyed me ,as much as I him. He was a delectable chocolate swirling around inside my mouth, like a dangerous sin. Waiting to tempted me more and more till my cherry popped. He was the one , I thought. For I had never felt this kinda passion ever before. My passion for him was so over whelming me. I desired him , day and night and night and day. I cryed for him , I would bleed for him. I would risk my very soul to be with him forever. Lucifer, in damn good lookin jeans and eyes that melted all the rocky moments of my world away. How could this be. Is he truley mine? I would ask my self as i pondered my life in bed one long day. I want him. I want to leave this world of mind boggleing creatures that are my family.
Stayed tuned>>>
Far Away from the real world , my reality was jaded from the normal daily subjection of the fundalmental christians, using their bibles as a tool of fear and loathing...
This to me, was a constant struggle to stay sane, because I had abilities that my mom and dad would not ever think were good. I was a lost child of the Goddess. I did not have my own mind,body, soul.
I forged on as a good girl should, but inside,I was slowly dieing to be free from the chains that which enslaved me. So to not rock my world, I went inside myself dreaming of that day I could escape and be freed!
As I rode off into the sunset with my true love, I found myself earning for unconditional love and acceptance. but alas, it was only a dream. I am now subjected to a Christian School , to this day , I hated with all the passion I have inside of me, Taking over my body, like a disease ,that is black and dim with very little light, like a pin hole. I engolfed myself in the beauty of the land and stayed distant from the strang beings that were my parents. "I would make a new world for myself ", I would say to myself! One day! As the years went by so slowly, the drain was intense. Finally a light bigger than that pin hole began to open wider. I was going to public school.
As a product of sinners and hipercrites, I found that I was not alone and found friends that had issues that were a kin to my own.. thus.. we were sisters... A plight of sisterhood....doomed together as we were all on our way to hell.
I veered off the direction of the straight uninteresting life I was used too. Public school was my savior.
A blessing in deguise, a sign from the Goddess that I was not forgotten. That I could be the me, I was ment to be.....The me, that always was.
Life began to lighten into a world of new reality .
I was only to begin, I met a group of people who in essence helped me claw my way out of the muddingness of young and dreams and back into the reality of life. My very first prince. Oh !How did I love him so. He was to me, a distant ,yet wonderful young boy.....He fancyed me ,as much as I him. He was a delectable chocolate swirling around inside my mouth, like a dangerous sin. Waiting to tempted me more and more till my cherry popped. He was the one , I thought. For I had never felt this kinda passion ever before. My passion for him was so over whelming me. I desired him , day and night and night and day. I cryed for him , I would bleed for him. I would risk my very soul to be with him forever. Lucifer, in damn good lookin jeans and eyes that melted all the rocky moments of my world away. How could this be. Is he truley mine? I would ask my self as i pondered my life in bed one long day. I want him. I want to leave this world of mind boggleing creatures that are my family.
Stayed tuned>>>
WYTCHY WILLOW'S WRITINGS,WELCOME ALL!
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- How long have you been Pagan?
- all my life
- When did you start writing?
- when i was in high school
- Does anyone know you're Pagan?
- Yes
- Have you ever been published? If so, where?
- no, not yet
- Do you have a website?
- http://www.witchvox.com
- What genre of writing do you do?
- Fiction, Non-Fiction, Poetry, Self-Help, Spiritual, Short Stories, Horror, Romance, Mystery, Gothic, Pagan, Historical
MERRY MEET AND LOVE TO ALL!~~~~~
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