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Lila Cooper:  The main character is determined to get to the bottom of who is messing with her. She has also had a history with  Christopher Hammond, the CEO of Codename, but she doesn't remember it.  

Christopher Hammond: Lila's love interest and the CEO of Codename. He remembers everything about Lila. 

Owen Cooper:  Lila's only son.  He is very close to his mom but is keeping some dark secrets. He's also a freshman in college studying to be a teacher!  

Sammie Kervs:  Lila's girlfriend. Cooper strongly disapproves of this relationship.  

Pilot Episode


Excuse me? Are you the CEO of Codename?

At the familiar voice, Christopher spins around in his chair and smiles.  


Lila?  Lila Cooper?! It's been such a long time.


Do I know you?


We used to date. Never mind. Maybe you don't remember me, but I never forget about you, Lila. Right... What can I help you with?  

Lila throws down a piece of paper on Christopher's desk.


What is this?


That's what I'm hoping you could tell me! Someone has been falsely reporting my account, and I've been suspended. I want an investigation of this!




Why are you laughing?


Because that's not how this work! I'm sorry, but if you broke the rules, then there's nothing we can do!  


Once again.  Falsely reported me! I broke no rules!


Okay, Lila. I get that you're upset, but you need to calm down.  


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Not So Judgmental


Int. Jania and Gil's date.


Can I ask you a question?  You can tell me to mind my own business...


You want to know about my wheelchair, don't you?  


Never mind... It's none of my business... I shouldn't have even asked.  

(Gil puts his hand on Jania's hand)


No, it's okay. I want to tell you.  There was this car... They said the driver was texting and driving... She rammed into us... My mother only escaped with some scrapes and bruises...and I ended up in this wheelchair. The doctors told me I'd never walk again, but I'm determined to prove them wrong.  


If you really want to walk again, I can help you do that.  


Really? Do you mean that?


Of course!


There's just one problem...


What's that?


My mother! I get the sneaking suspicion that she doesn't want me to learn how to walk again,


But why wouldn't she? She should be so proud of you.


You haven't my met mother yet...  If she has a handicapped son, then she's the one getting sympathy.   


We're going to confront her.  Don't look at me at like that. Come on. Let's go. I know you think that this isn't a great idea, but your mother needs to be put in her place.  

Act One Scene One


Mom! I brought a friend over.. I hope that's okay.. Where are you?


In the kitchen. I'm making your favorite dessert tonight


Cherry pie? Wait a minute... You only make that when there's something to celebrate, so what are we celebrating?  

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Witch's Tune

Witch's Tune  

She flies across the moon

Singing a frightful tune

The lyrics are absurd  

Everywhere her song can be heard  

Everyone is fearful

Even tearful

She collects the fears

And the tears

To make a soup

One little scoop

She says a spell  

One that everyone knows all too well

Satisfied with her work

She gives a delighted smirk

And flies across the moon

Still singing  her frightful tune  

As a warning that she'll be back one day  

So they better watch what they say  

Collab with my friends

“Blooming Maturity And Dying Flowers”  By: Evanthenerd83

“Pick one...” the little girl said and the grown woman stared at her.

It took her a minute to take it in. The pink eyes that shimmered underneath the flickering street lights. The white dress that fluttered in a gust of wind, revealing snow pale legs. She looked five. Maybe six. But the grown woman didn’t care about her age.

Because the little girl was staring back. Politely waiting.

“Um... okay,” the grown woman mumbled, quickly glancing at the selection of flowers.

There were three: a dandelion, a rose, and a white lily, in that order. Not that much of a selection. It wasn’t even an appealing selection. They looked like they had just been plucked out of the soil, dirt covering the girl’s fingers and dress. The rose still had its thorns and she didn’t like white lilies. So, that only left...

She pointed at the dandelion.

The little girl sighed and blew off its petals. They fluttered away on a gust of wind. Free and lifeless.

A single tear rolled down her cheek. It soon disappeared, seeping deep into her white skin. Which turned gray. Then black. Scales formed and broke apart. Cracks ran along her face and down her neck and down the rest of her body.

But the little girl didn’t scream as she crumbled away, arms falling to the ground and cracking into a million pebbles.

She smiled sadly at the grown woman.

“It’s finally time.” 

Everything You Never Knew About Vampires By: lordbitememan

Jon Book

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I interviewed my friend @Euclid_C_Dunmer

Q:Do you have a favorite narration of yours?

A: My favorite narration is either Nature’s temper’s rendition of fleshgait 

Q: If you weren’t a narrator, what would you be pursuing?  

A: Hmm, if I wasn’t a narrator I’d probably be in a not so good place lol. I don’t feel as if I have anything else I’m all that good at 

Q: What or who  inspired you to become a narrator?

A: For my inspiration, I would always listen to Creepypastas and they would often help me be less anxious, and it made me happy and escape from reality for a time. 

Q: What’s the most challenging part of being of being a narrator?

A: For challenges, I stutter a lot and my lack of self confidence gets in the way, I often think I’m not good enough,

QL Who are your favorite narrators?

A: Off the top of my head Naturestemper, Creeparoni, Dr. Creepen, and a whole bunch of others 

Q: What do you like to do in your spare time?  

A: For spare time, Playing video games mainly 


I have an announcement I haven't really announced it on here yet...  

If you don't follow me on Twitter but follow me on her  LiveJournal entries here, I now have merch! I have tote bags, mugs, shirts and tanks tops of Melody and Kent, Jeanie and Grim and my Not So Judgmental characters! All thanks to my wonderful artist for her designs! 


You can also go to my profile and where it says website find teesprings. 



My friend sent over some questions for me to answer about my work and characters.  

Q: Hi, Meli. How are?

A: Nervous. (Laughs)

Q: When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

A: Maybe when I was ten?

Q: What's your writing schedule like?  

A: I try to write something monthly for the most part.

Q: How long does it take you to write something?

A poem minutes, but a story or a play? Usually a day or two!  

Q: How did you come up with the idea of a talking cane for your story of Heart of a Cane?

A: Honestly, it's a story I had in my head for years, but just never really had the courage to tell the story until now.   

Q: What do you hope people will take away from this beautiful story?  

A:  Oh wow! Thank you. I hope it'll inspire kindness...  

Q: Did you have a favorite character to write about?

A: Eleanor. I believe we all need a friend like her.

Q: Is there ever going to be a sequel?

A: No, probably not, but who knows? Maybe I'll write the play one day.   

Q: Who would you cast if you could?

A:  Oh gosh. That's a tough question, but I'd love to cast Daniel Radcliffe or Emma Watson.    

Q: You did an amazing job with the aftermath of Collin's death. Did you plan on always killing off this beloved character?

A:  Thank you once again. The simple answer is yes. I actually had planned to kill him off in the series finale of The Wisher.  

Q: Jeanie has a serious storyline this arch. What made you decide to include that?  

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The Powerful Five: Where's The Fire?

The Powerful Five:  Where's the fire?

Grim walked around checking on everyone but stopped in front of Melody when he noticed she was struggling with trying to control her poison.   "If you would spend more time practicing than you do showing off, you would have accomplished how to control your powers by now." Grim scolded her before gently directing her finger at a target on the wall.  "Focus on your target. I shouldn't have to tell you this. You should already know what to do!"  

Grim being so close was not helping Melody.  If anything, it was making her even more nervous. She closed her eyes for a second and willed herself to focus on Grim's instructions.  After only a few moments,he walked away from her and ignored for the rest of the sessions which is just the way Melody preferred it anyway.    

After a grueling hour of training, Grim dismissed everyone.  "There's a birthday cake on the kitchen table. Happy birthday, Collin and Ian," Grim said.   

At the kitchen table, Melody took a seat next to Collin. He leaned in and whispered to Melody that he needed to talk to her later.  "Guys, the cake will have to wait. I just had a vision that a school is on fire," Jeanie informed everyone.  

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The Witch Cackles

Today marks the one year anniversary of my favorite horror poem I've ever written.  The Witch Cackles and I just want to say thank you for letting me be part of the horror family an amazing a whole year and here's to many more years in the horror community!  So in honor of the anniversary, I've decided to write a sequel to that poem!   

The Witch Cackles

As the witch speaks

Tears run down her victim's cheeks

And blood leaks

She cackles into the night

Daring the victim to fight

There's no hope in sight

As the witch speaks

Blood leaks  

And tears run down her victim's cheeks  

This witch has no remorse

Taunting her victims makes her happy of course

As the with cackles into the night

The victim tries to fight

But there's no hope in sight  

As the witch cackles

As the witch speaks

Tears run down her victim's cheeks  

And blood leaks

The Witch Returns  

As the witch speaks  

She notices there are no tears on her victim's cheeks  

This enrages the witch of course  

If you remember correctly she has no remorse  

Thinking of blood leaking  

And grinning at the resolve her victim is now seeking

As the witch speaks  

Tears now run down her victim's cheeks

And blood now leaks  

This makes the witch happy of course

She has no remorse  

Collab Details!

Hey guys!

I will be getting back to my stories as soon as I can, but I wanted to make a quick announcement. I am planning on doing a collab in the month of April with fellow writers. If you follow me on Twitter, you already know where to send the stories to.   

Alright here at the details of the collab. Let me start off by saying that I don't care about the word count or length. It can be as short or as long as you want it to be. However, it must be either one of these things. Flash Fiction, Fantasy. Horror and they must be either be in the form of poetry, short stories or a short play.  Anything else will be ruled out.   

I'm hoping that ten people will send me emails. The deadline was originally March 20th but is now March 31rst as the collab be published on April 05.  Just make sure your stories are edited and formatted the way you want them to be. Otherwise, that's it. I'm looking forward to this!