GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 4Gipl4GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 4 by HBPen
-----My world swings back and forth, sloshing the contents of my stomach around like a whirlpool. The sounds of the crowd have faded and been gone for who knows how long now, but the sound of horns and sirens, squealing tires and crushing metal, and the occasional scream waft up from the ground, carried away by the wind rushing passed my ears. The deep thunderous pound of the giant's every step rumbles through me to my core, keeping my nerves wound taut with unease. My eyes are glued shut and the last time I opened them, I got a good look at the ground and decided to never open them again. I cling to the monsters fingers with my arms and legs, burying my tear-soaked face in the leathery flesh.
-----Every muscle of my body quivers with exhaustion, my adrenaline too quickly depleted. I don't know how long it's been since he turned and left the apartment complex in the dust. After his demand to leave unfollowed, he didn't stay to see if they would comply. Whatever movement he made,
GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 3Gipl3GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 3 by HBPen
-----From behind the tall wooden fence and beneath the balcony above me, I can see the bottom of his jaw and then his squinting confused eyes still searching for me. A loud voice over a speaker, or a megaphone, calls out from the parkinglot, the words almost unintelligible, but I can make them out, "Come out with your hands up- we have weapons of destruction on sight and we will use them if you don't cooperate!" He glance over the rooftop once more and then shrinks, a million unreadable thoughts passing through his clouded grey-blue eyes. I wonder what things are racing through his mind, as I watch intently, as if I might actually be able to read his thoughts. His eyes glance in my direction suddenly and he shifts his gaze directly on me; my heart leaps into my throat. Please don't see me, God please don't let him see me- make me invisible to him. The megaphone voice shouts once again, but I don't hear what he says, my heart beating in my ears. I wouldn't have been able to hear t
GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 2Gipl2GT Short: The Giant In The Parkinglot 2 by HBPen
-----I take off toward the parkinglot, following after the form of a giant man, towering miles into the stark blue sky. I tear straight through the row of parked cars and sprint across the asphalt into the road. Now I hear the screams, emanating from all around me, see people running the opposite direction as I am. I swallow down the panic it sends pulsing through me, as I weave through the parked vehicles, my eyes on him. He's stopped again, looked down at the ground. I follow his gaze to the smoking hood of a car, crushed beneath the toe of his sneaker. I slow, taking in the little bit of accidental wreckage- this so insane. Now I hear the car alarm trumpeting from it, before the sound goes flat and dies off.
-----The sirens wail behind me, echoing off the hills, and I'm sure they're about to pull into the complex now. He glances up, hearing the change as well, and steps away from the scrap metal and continues on his way. My pulse quickens and I bolt through another line of car
Broken 2 (GT)If I hadn’t known that she was lying on my palm, I would’ve guessed I was holding a cube of ice. She was that cold. And I’m ninety-nine percent sure that humans aren’t supposed to be that temperature. A chill went up my spine.Broken 2 (GT) by cnart12
Her tiny form was curled up, so much so that I could’ve mistaken her for a clump of dirt or something. The tiny girl’s eyes were shut tightly, face pulled in a grimace. I could feel her accelerated heartbeat and little puffs of air from her rapid exhales. A pang hit me. I was the one that was causing this. I was the root of her terror.
No, Luke. She needs you. You have to be there for her, no matter how scared she is of you. It’s for her own good. She would die if you weren’t there for her.
Her cold cheek touched the skin of my hand, drawing me out of my turbulent thoughts. I blinked and shook my head. Focus, you idiot. You have a living person on the palm of your
Broken 1 (GT)I winced and dug my back further onto the cool glass of the cage, trembling violently. Keeping my eyes down and my face hidden behind a curtain of once pretty brown hair, I avoided the huge pair of grey eyes that were currently staring at me. Why doesn’t he just leave? All of them do… except for the evil ones.Broken 1 (GT) by cnart12
“Oh no sir, you don’t want that human.” The perky shopkeeper’s words made the man drag his consuming gaze away from me, and he regarded the worker curiously.
“Why not?” his voice boomed, making my heart race. I clenched my eyes shut. Please, please leave me alone.
The worker tapped on the glass cage like a child would on a fish tank. “This one is pretty broken.” Her voice was a soft whisper, as if I wouldn’t be able to hear her, I thought sarcastically.
“She had an abusive owner before she came to the shelter. Doesn’t let anyone touch her.” I drew further into myself when the worker
"Let all the skilled artisans among you come, and make everything the Lord has commanded." Exodus 35:10 |
I don't have a preferred medium of art, I like to dabble in everything, BUT that being said, writing tends to be less frustrating to my perfectionist OCD lol. I have a million and one stories waiting to be written but I'm desperately trying to get this ONE finished, so that all my work can start to support me. I'm starting to try to not be such a perfectionist and see my art the way other's see it- so that I can take commissions and get the job done without becoming emotionally involved haha
I'm taking free commissions right now, I'd just absolutely be so appreciative of kind donations to my paypal account, to fund a missions trip this coming June. I've been charged not to talk about the trip over social media because it could endanger our chances of getting into the country, but if you have any questions, I can talk about it through email ;D So keep me in your prayers!
I really like g/t I just wish there was cleaner g/t- so, instead of just wishing, I hope to make my own. It's what I always do anyway. I see a movie or a book and I like the story or character so much I have to make one of my own the way I would have done it. I don't do vore, though I try to remain realistic while not being too graphic. I'm not going to write about pervs- it's just not happening.
I'm a Christian, no I was not brain-washed. I'm a Homeschooler, no my parents do not keep me in a closet. I'm a redhead, no I do no- OH WAIT. Yes I do have a temper.
Do Christians annoy you? Well, mean people annoy me. Tell you what, you can talk trash to me, if I can talk Christ to you. Fair is fair. ;]
Please do not try to talk to me through personal notes, unless I know you and have met you in person. I'd like to think anything you have to say to me can be seen by the thousands of other deviants. ;]
I love this! The following is written by CheyennevanStrange cheyennevanstrange.deviantart.…
To the Sin family, of the House of Sin, in the Providence of Flesh, in the Kingdom of Satan:
And extended family
Consider this a formal declaration of war.
- A Slave of Sin Saved by Grace
Current Residence: The Moon.
Favourite genre of music: Every genre you can think of [in the Christian catagory] EXCEPT Metal with ONLY screaming. lol
Favourite style of art: Anything that comes to mind.
MP3 player of choice: none, MP4 player lol, ipod!
Favourite cartoon character: Pooh Bear all the way. hahaha
Personal Quote: For if God is with is, who can be a against us? Nothing can separate us from the love of Christ.- AP
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