Raven's short stories and fascinating poems

 Lord, You give many gifts, You eve gave Your life. You whisper even to those who resist Your love but You always continue. You fill our hearts with the Holy Spirit and allow us even to speak in tongues. You fill our life with love and light. You are faithful and merciful to us. You give us such great love.

 The most magic words are those of the Holy Bible, who knew the best word was the living word? Well, I know Jesus, I know His love and i know His Word is living. His Word is powerful.

 Lord, You guide me through darkness, Your spirit fills my heart. You break every stronghold and free my spirit. You grant me rebirth and show me mercy. I am forever thankful Lord.

 Lord, You lead the way, You always have. You take away my fear and anxiety, I am never alone, never without You. Lord, You sent a star to lead the shepards to You on Earth. You give joy to the whole world. I look to You Lord and know without You I am blind and trapped

 Oh, Lord although I strayed from You, I am grateful for Your eternal love and mercy. Lord Jesus, You saved me, You blessed my soul. Lord Jesus, You made me whole.

 Lord, You led me through the shadows, even when I strayed, You stayed, always. There and ready to heal. It took time but You sent every sign and Lord I thank You for loving me enough to forgive me my sins and hold me close. Lord You led me through the shadows. 

 Lord, You are promise keeper. No other being is like You. No fake idol will ever measure up nor be worshipped by me. Lord You are King of Kings, Savior of Saviors. Thank You for the blessings You give us.

 Lord, You are grace, love, forgiveness, mercy. You laid down Your life for me and led me when I was blind. You are my rock, You are my savior, ever loving and merciful. Slow to anger and quick to love, Lord you are faithful.

 I praise You Lord, King of Kings, You found me when lost. You died upon the Cross, You gave us salvation. Lord, I praise You got Your love and majesty.

 Lord, I am nothing more than an undeserving sinner, unworthy of even Your attention, yet You died on the Cross for me, You faced humiliation and agony for me, my sins. Lord, I thank You for Your gift, for Your faithfulness. For Your gift of life.

 Jesus, You are everywhere, in the light and the shadows. You heal us and break every wicked stronghold. So to the best of our abilities we worship You. You are the promise keeper, You are always by my side

 Lord, You are Majesty above any other and You laid down Your life so that I could live. You are powerful and beautiful, there is no other like You and I am in awe. You are the lord of lords, king of kings, my saviour and friend. You are the light of the world.  I thank You lord. Always.

 Jesus, You are my Redeemer, You have led me through the fire for which I thank You for. You died on the cross for me and said "It is done". You arose to walk with humanity again. All for my gain. Through your death, I gain rebirth, love and faithfulness. You forgive my sins and are ready to lead me home. Thank you Father for Your grace and mercy.

 Lord, only through Your highest love and grace and faithfulness am I satisifed, You are the bread of life. Lord, Your word is living and true. How it hurts my heart that not everyone seems to know You, Lord. 

 God, You blessed me, in so many ways despite my being an unworthy sinner that strayed from You more than once.  Now i know Your love and faithfulness and will strive to respond in kind, knowing i never can. I will sin and sin again but always repent. Lord, You know my heart and soul, You cleansed me with your water bowl, Lord You saved my soul from eternal hell, You love me more than I could ever know, thank you I am blessed.

 Lord, I praise You and thank You with all my heart. While the devil tried to tear me apart, You built me up and made my spirit strong, so the devil fled. I know now Lord that the devil only attacks those faithful to You and gives no hardship to those that he does not want turning to You, yet I hope we all will.  By Your grace we are free.  So Lord, I say to You I am gratful and joyous for the bad and the good, all things pass but You are the constant in life...constant love, constant, grace, constant faithfulness and protection 

 Lord Jesus, You are slow to anger and quick to love. Lord above, I am unworthy, yet You died on that Cross for me. by Your grace, I am ultimately saved. You let me go through hard times, out of kindness, so that I would learn to call on You to do the impossible. Impossible, for me. Not You! Oh, Great Lord above Lords, forever I am grateful, for Your grace and faithfulness and I thank you for it Lord.  For You died on the Cross for me, even though I did not deserve it.

 As Humans, we are unworthy of God's grace, yet He gives it to us anyway. He gave His life for us to be free and be joyous. We are unworhry and sin filled,yet the Lord freely gives us love. He allows us to be reborn. You,Lord allow us to fall and learn the hard lessons. We need You. We are not worthy but Lord You are. You are the greatest, You are the Holiest and Your kindness and grace knows no bounds. Lord, I thank you for Your grace.

 My Lord, I thank You for Your love, for us is endless and so great that You even laid down Your life for us. We, who are so unworthy, We who are sinners, We who strayed from You. You love us and open to us a great many possibilities. You open Your arms and accept us as we are. We are nothing without You, Lord for Your love is so great

 Happy Christmas and a happy new year For my 21st birthday I will be writing 21 stories -short or poems and I’ll be writing a new book this year 

Lost Love-never truly lost and always true  Lost love under the churning waves, wherever shall we be found when we awake? For once our love, It was so great that nothing could break it. Still despite the ice cold waves, nothing can break it.  For while the rose still blooms our love shall always survive. Though the water may drown our lungs, our love will always survive. Love hidden in the sandiest desert, wherever shall we be found when we awake? For once our love, It was so great that nothing could break it. Despite the choking sands, it is still unbreakable. In spite of the sand trying to bury us we will always be connected  The bridge that has broken half way will not keep us apart.  For our love connects us in ways even we cannot understand. No matter how far away from each other we are,  we will always hold the hand and heart of one another.

 Oh sweet little one  Be careful now  Watch that you do not fall  Through the ice. For the Ghosts and ghouls  Will get you before you wake.

 Little Lucy little Lucy  Wherever may you be? Come and play Come and play  Hide and seek  But if you lose The world goes dark Heed my words  Little Lucy  Run away  Run away Perhaps then you  Can save the day!

 HAPPY HALLOWEEN MY LITTLE RAVENS. I WILL BE SURE TO TRY AND GET SOME LITTLE HORRORS IN HERE TOMORROW. THEY SHOULD BE READY ABOUT 2PM HHAVE A HAPPY HALLOWEEN LOVES.  LOVE MISS RAVEN

  anxiety is like a strong wind, it also makes you overthink, This can lead to drugs and drink and throwing up in a random kitchen sink. Instead of letting this strong wind contol you,  fly away on a pretty rainbow to a place  with alot of snow so you can make a  snowman friend. listen to the end take a breathe and don't let anxiety  drive you round the bend

  7 DEADLY SINS WITCHES AND TEMPTATIONS: Stories and Cautionary tales An original penny dreadful For the children of today Hello little ones and welcome to the first issue of the 7 deadly sins penny dreadfuls. Parents please be aware that penny dreadfuls originate from the Victorian era but these ones are actually child friendly and teach children about sin in a safe way. Although there are horror stories here they are all fiction today. This is my first time writing a penny dreadful and I do hope to improve and just a note to adults and children alike, remember to be the best person you can be.                               CHAPTER ONE: The pride of Sarah Goode Back in Salem Sarah Goode was said to be a witch, she was said to be old and haggard and cruel to little girls, she was proud of her wickedness and would eat little girls for dinner and she would turn lit...

  Truth Be Told Little girls shouldn’t be around dangerous men but when little girls have only known dangerous men are they really that dangerous? Most kids are scared of the monster under the bed, not the one in it with them. I’m used to chaos but sometimes I wish for peace, to know what it is without being dragged into something. Maybe such peace only exists in death. You don’t stick your hand back in the fire when you realise it hurts. But what if you don’t feel the pain? What if you get burnt so bad you switch off? Girls are born as Girls and Boys are born as Boys but call me an orange and I’d go with it. It’s true you can identify as whatever you want but you are born as what you are and I’ve nothing against anyone but people are pushing this on kids as if a five year old girl is going to think they are a boy and vice versa, people should let kids be kids. People always want to act self righteous and none of us are, I have done horrible things and said horrible t...

  IF YOU GIVE ME YOUR NAME I WILL GIVE YOU A SHOUTOUT

 The best writers they greet death, pain, suffering,hell,hate,love,rage,sadness,purity. The best writers greet hurt, agony, joy. A tempest of emotion not leaving out the motion of jumping off a bridge, the unmistakeable itch of being alone. Suicidal ideation.  You call me an artist I call myself worthless. You call me a beauty but if anything I am broken. Scribbling down these notes ...these stories these poems perhaps you'd pay more attention if it was drawn into my arm. My blade sharp as my mind but my heart dull like a contract with god just went null and the devil took over.  Feels like I was ran over but wait no...stop it's just these demons in my mind. The sly smile of a foe I can't distinguish the one of a friend. I am at my wit's end.  Yet You don't see it or hear it I call out my face a picture from a horror movie or more like one of being tortured. I am in a cell I cannot breathe you are stood outside but I hold the key. Can you not see I can not unlock it...

   I like school, even with No friends, its my escape from my cruel life, that God handed me.  I don't like the summertime and it's not the heat that bothers me, It's the hand around my throat, The bruises He didn't realise he caused. Not so much on my skin, more in my heart...In my soul. Yet I still do not see Him as a soulless monster, I just see myself as alone all along. This is what I prefer, although I wish there was a way to make Him deter.  I am more of a prisoner of my own mind rather than His arms... I wish I had a coat of arms to protect me on a shield. Although I would never cause him harm, You don't bite the hand that feeds you, nor the hand that saved you.

 I want to say a massive thank you to all my fans ....and a warm welcome to JULES. If you mention your name and you comment you will be mentioned and welcomed. 

                                                                   How I Feel                                                                    How I Function   Freedom, How do You explain it? Is Freedom like being a bird soaring in the sky high above? An eagle perhaps? Safety, What does it mean to feel Safe, truly safe? Is it a soft blanket and a lullaby to dull the sounds of a roaring storm? I wish i could truly know both but it seems I am more a Broken Machine rather than a Person that thinks and feels. I suppose it is more difficult knowing that my physical scars are more self induced than my mental ones. I find it unusual how My physical scar...

                    HAPPY NEW YEARS MY LITTLE CROWS AND RAVENS                    I HOPE YOU HAVE A BRILLIANT YEAR!                   THERE WILL BE NEW CONTENT SHORTLY                     SEE YA'LL NEXT YEAR                   LOTS OF LOVE                           MISS RAVEN

  Sweet Raven Broken Heart Sweet Raven why do you cry so? Those that hurt you are hurt themselves and not worth your time or tears, Tell me all your fears and lay them to rest my small feathered friend, This sorrow you feel will not be your end. All you have to do is ask and I will be here to Lend, I will Lend whatever it is you need to fight the fire, that burns so deep and makes you weep, The memories are like an ocean but please don’t drown, that would do more than make me frown. Little raven, little Raven please believe you are worth saving. I love you little Raven so do not fear for I will always be close and near. Now my darling shed your last tear and rise anew, like a phoenix, out from the flame, You are not to blame reach for the stars and you may find fame.

   there is not a shadow without there being light as there is no day without night,there is no peace without war but to want anything more would not be such a bore, there is no law without something to break there is no lake without land on which to stand so my dear lord trust and take my hand so that we may one day relax on this precious sand

  Sweet Marie where shall I find Thee,  What am I to do Alone without Ye. Who am I to be. Is there a future, for Ye and Me,  Will We ever have the chance to be, Is it just a chance of wait and see? Sweet, Sweet Marie,  How I do love Thee.

  the flicker of a candle that lights up a room, casts shadows agaisnt the wall, a small child, afraid of the dark is hiding under the blankets in the very thing they fear, a bright angel comes and shows the child the fun of the shadows  and a black spirit shows the child the saftey of the night, better to be in the dark then have everything be to bright. The child learns to put value on the light and darkness, to understand true equality, you cannot have light without the dark, love without the hate, pain without the peace and death without the life.

I look around the snowy field, and although I am dressed for Summer, I feel no cold. I grab my phone and put my favourite winter song on -christmas time with you by linsey stirling. I dance around the field, and see a friend of mine, He is much older than I am and seems sad.  I always valued Him, and cared deeply for Him.  I walk upto Him, but He doesn't seem to see me. He has tears in His eyes and whispers "I wonder where my little Raven went." I am confused and hurt now, for despite my name being Anna Grace, He always called Me Raven, due to my Raven black hair. To take My mind off this strangeness, I spin around in the snow only to notice I am wearing a pure white dress, I never wear dresses. Usually only Jeans, boots and a top. I never wear white and I never wear pink, yet I have pink slip on shoes on, it starts to snow again. I stop spinning aound to see Edward (my friend) crying, I frown. I don't like my friends being sad, I go to hug Him but it seems I can'...

  Now I see I hurt You, I know it's hard but now I free You. You look happier now, Him and You. A smile, A nod, A wave will hide the truth, I keep my distance... In the corner of the room with vintage wine. I wish You were Mine, but I don't deserve You. At least now You're happier, Him and You. Perhaps some day I will be too.

  I like school, even with No friends, its my escape from my cruel life, that God handed me.  I don't like the summertime and it's not the heat that bothers me, It's the hand around my throat, The bruises He didn't realise he caused. Not so much on my skin, more in my heart...In my soul. Yet I still do not see Him as a soulless monster, I just see myself as alone all along. This is what I prefer, although I wish there was a way to make Him deter.  I am more of a prisoner of my own mind rather than His arms... I wish I had a coat of arms to protect me on a shield. Although I would never cause him harm, You don't bite the hand that feeds you, nor the hand that created you.

  Dear Little Me, I'm sorry that I couldn't protect You, I guess Our childhood was a bit like poop. Now You're older and You fear the touch of even a Lover, You really miss Your closest brother (K) You understood more than You should, and You didn't understand enough at the same time. You're now in You're youth, not yet in Your prime. You almost think it's time, but Your fear an abduction and that would break Your soul.

  Dashing through the snow, I wish You would let Me go. When did You stoop so low,  You're meant to be My Uncle. My family, but You prefer My tears,  Even after all these years. I guess I'll never confront My fears, You really only left Me filled with tears.

  I knew my Daddy once, except I didn't really know Him. He broke My heart twice and then He did it again, Yet My arms still reach out to Him, or at least where He once stood, longing for His return. My heart is screaming and My mind is sobbing. When He does not  return, I am Stoic and seemingly Uncaring. I look for a Daddy in every Man I meet. There is never a replacement. My heart is Broken, yet My Faith remains in the One Father that loves me unconditionally.  When I think I am evil or unloveble, He loves Me greatly. Unlike the Man in Man-kind

  I hesitate as I look at the door leading to the potions classroom, it is way after hours and I have just realised, I don't want to die. I knock on the door and enter before Professor Snape can respond, He is grading papers. He looks up and glares at me. "What do you want Miss Ravenna?" Severus askes curtly I respond "Do you know what Belladonna syrup is?" "Of course I do, why do you ask about such a thing" Snape responds somewhat annoyed I slam the empty vial down on his desk, which startles him.  "Why?" Snape whispers turning pale I pause for a moment and tell Him the whole story, it is safe to say ge did not expect what i told him and I don't think anyone could have, it didn't seem real. "Severus, I don't want to die." i say with tears in my eyes (it is a rare thing for me to show emotion) Professor snape raises an eyebrow at my using his name but he gives me the antidote and tries his best to comfort me, which was u...

  Hey guys, sorry i haven't been here for a while, been busy and i still am, i will try and write more hope you are all doing well and if you're not thats okay, i hope i inspire you

  I am my Fathers Daughter and yet sometimes it feels as if I am Father-less. A Father is meant to teach His Daughter what a future husband should be, in a sense a Daughters' Father is Her first love. My Father showed me men could be: cold, cruel, neglectful, manipulative and harmful. instead He should have shown me men as: caring, calm, patient, loving and kind.  Despite all of this I love my Father, I know deep down He loves me and yet he pushes me away and makes me a shadow in His life.  I wonder what I have done to cause Him any strife.  I want to understand, what did I do wrong?!