Mountain of Angels by Jellyfishmadness, literature
Literature
Mountain of Angels
My eyes have seen what others refuse to see. They have seen peace. They have seen nature. They have seen fellowship. They have also seen loss, blood, grief and sorrow.
Once upon a time, there was a tribe, living at the foot of a mountain. Their tribe name was Lumbee, but to the people who knew about them, they were just referred to as the Happy folk. They lived in peace, and bothered no one. Nature gave them all they needed, and they gave back what Mother Nature needed. However, I need to warn you. This is not a fairytale.
As there was peace and happiness, there were also shadows, shadows that did not come from the mountains No; shadows tha
Hey. My name is Elise and I am 16 years old. I believe every one needs their creative outlet, and you don't need big meanings or phenomenal ideas to call it art. If you want to talk just send me a message. Feedback is always appreciated. :)
Current Residence: Oslo, Norway Favourite genre of music: I listen to almost every thing. MP3 player of choice: iPod Personal Quote: Excuse me, why aren't you naked?
Favourite Movies
Requiem for a dream
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Panic! At The Disco and Moddi
Favourite Writers
J. K. Rowling
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Singing, playing guitar, photographing, socializing, being outside
I don't know how many of this community knows this, but yesterday was a terrible day in Oslo. First a bomb went off down town in the city and a lot of people were hurt. Then the guy who blew up the bomb went out to a political youth group's summer camp and shoot almost 100 people - among them teenagers and kids. There were 500 kids and teenagers at that camp, and they are scarred for life.
The rest of our society are trying to get on their feet and support each other, and I just have to reach out for anyone who is having a hard time.
If you want to talk, I am more than glad to listen. We will get through this. Together we are strong.