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discuss

We sat silently at the water’s edge, neither of us willing to be the first to speak. We came to discuss our future together, or the lack thereof….

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.03.2010 @ 1:49 pm

trees

There, in the milky fog I saw the shadows stir. Be it the trees as they sashay to the touch of the breeze, or be it the one who waits patiently, watching for the first sign of weakness before coming in for the final kill?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.31.2010 @ 12:46 pm

mist

Walking through the corridors of my mind, I cringe at the deafening silence. Beyond the mist there lies tomorrow. Do I dare to look?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.25.2010 @ 7:54 am

overhead

She lifted her suitcase to the overhead and latched the door behind her. Falling into the seat, she wondered what would become of her. All she owned was in one bag and there was no looking back.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.23.2010 @ 5:30 am

understood

What’s it like to be understood? I imagine it is as refreshing as an autumn day, when the leaves rustle and the breezes stir.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.21.2010 @ 5:27 pm

under

Outside, under the old oak tree, she moved ever so carefully, hidden from the eyes of those who would do her harm. Suddenly a shot rings out, and as she crumples to the ground, my heart aches at her tragic ending.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.20.2010 @ 12:49 pm

stood

I stood at the peak of my existence and looked beyond to the whisps of tomorrow. I could not see them clearly, and yet they beckoned to me to continue.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.20.2010 @ 6:09 am

fallen

I raised my eyes to the sky, taking in the crisp, clear air. And though I am fallen, I continue to reach out, and to beckon good will to find me.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.19.2010 @ 5:11 am

blast

It was the darkest night I had ever lived through. The blast came so suddenly, and people were crying, staggering, bleeding, and dying.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.18.2010 @ 4:52 am

eternally

I gave her my hand, I gave her my life, and I will hold her in my heart eternally.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.17.2010 @ 6:17 am

I was eternally grateful that the sun rose once more, giving me the courage to take one more step, breathe one more breath.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.16.2010 @ 1:19 pm

delight

We laughed as the cool breeze brushed against our faces. The sun was just beginning its decent and we delighted in the joy of nature.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.16.2010 @ 5:00 am

saved

I ran from the chapel as quickly as I could. Those who were saved and going to a better life were hot on my heels with the cross of their god raised and ready to kill any who didn’t accept everything about the religion they made.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.15.2010 @ 6:24 am

seconds

It only took seconds for me to fall into the black hole that lives in my head. It will take much longer to climb my way out.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.14.2010 @ 8:50 am

probable

I think it’s probable that today will give me what I need and that tomorrow will come without my help.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.13.2010 @ 8:15 am

kettle

She put the kettle on the burner and slumped back into her chair. She reached for the picture of her daughter, who had been taken and killed by the home invaders just weeks ago. Nothing will ever be the same.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.11.2010 @ 8:52 am

“Well that’s a fine kettle of fish,” she said. I grinned from ear to ear and replied,
“Git out the fryin’ pan and git to cookin’, girl!”

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.10.2010 @ 4:43 pm

flashback

The drugs I took sent me to worlds of fantasy. The flashbacks from my childhood were too much to bear without medicating myself.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.10.2010 @ 10:28 am

whiskey

Looking back, I cringe at the thought of my drinking days. Although I didn’t drink much whiskey, I drank my fair share of wine. Today I have 17 years of sobriety.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.09.2010 @ 8:49 am

created

Looking at my reflection in the still waters of the pond, I wonder who created such a delight.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.08.2010 @ 7:32 am

cross

There once was a man who carried a cross, and people made him into a god.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.04.2010 @ 2:07 pm

fences

He smiled, though the tears glistened in his eyes. He just wanted to mend fences, he said. I just wanted to leave.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.03.2010 @ 2:33 pm

none

The memories played on as if they were a parade. None of them were more hurtful than the other.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.02.2010 @ 12:59 pm

nun

She ran in between the trees, her habit flying in the breeze, the day I chased a nun in my car. I wasn’t really going to run over her, but i enjoyed her thinking that i might.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 08.01.2010 @ 11:56 am

decorated

As he lay there, I looked around me at those who were looking at him. Stiff, cold, dead, and highly decorated in medals for our country.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.31.2010 @ 11:24 am

miles

The dry air seemed to suck the life right out of him. He looked up at the sun and judged by its location that it wouldn’t be long before it would be time to stop for the night. He still had miles to go.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.30.2010 @ 2:55 pm

half

She stared hard at the loaf of bread on the table. Hunger rattled her stomach loudly yet she hesitated. Should she give half to the wide eyed child before her?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.25.2010 @ 1:15 pm

complete

I looked into the mirror as I have done a million times before. When are you going to be whole? When are you going to be complete?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.24.2010 @ 11:15 am

sudden

When all of a sudden they screamed in my ears, those shadows of yesterday. They wait in the dark corridors of my mind, waiting to jump out and take away my sanity.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.23.2010 @ 12:24 pm

gift

I looked into the doorway to see the dirty floors, the unwiped counters, the clutter. I looked beyond to see the little face, smudged with paint, holding the best gift i would ever receive.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 07.21.2010 @ 4:17 pm

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