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The rain pounded on me, like big golfballs as I stormed through the trench. I clinched with every hit I took, as it would carefully splatter down onto me, meticulously exploding, but I would never know the delight of how it looked. I just wanted to get out. The exit seemed nonexistent. But I pursued.

» Posted By Caroline On 04.08.2013 @ 3:31 pm


beware of dog. beware of bees. im scared of bees ahh i hate this game. there’s a caution sign in the grocery store. beware. wet floor. something like that.
who’s really going to trip on a wet grocery store floor? with their muffins and their toothpaste sprawled around them catatonic on the floor? no no id rather beware of bees. beware is fear, beware is unknown.

» Posted By caroline On 03.20.2013 @ 7:19 pm


Instill values in me and it failed…i still became my own person because your morals scared the shit out of me…i didn’t want to become you but i did anyway but now i’m only 1/3 through my life and trying to backtrack, trying desperatly to find my way out of this wet paper bag.

» Posted By caroline On 03.03.2013 @ 6:22 am


I lay bleeding on the floor. He reaches out and I turn away. The ground changes the blood from warm to cold. I am cold. I scramble, tugging and tugging away trying to escape him. He means no harm but that does not mean he didn’t cause it.

» Posted By Caroline On 02.26.2013 @ 7:22 pm


being really really tired, especially after exercise

a woman exhausted after jogging
my mom
not wanting to move at all
sore muscles
droopy eyes
comfy bed mmf

» Posted By caroline On 02.16.2013 @ 7:45 pm


there was a tree growing in my front yard from an acorn that I had missed while raking. I wanted to pull it up. it was by the fence and wouldn’t get very big anyways; a dog was bound to come by and piss on it, so why shouldn’t I put it out of its misery now instead of letting it grow and suffer by thinking it could amount to anything?

» Posted By Caroline On 02.08.2013 @ 6:02 pm


I think about a lot of things. I think about the world and my place in it. I think about my friends and my family and what I owe them. Then I think about what I owe me. Sometimes I wish I could stop thinking. It gets tiring, laying up at night with a million things running through my mind. I think and I think and I think. Usually in circles. About everything and nothing until it shifts to nonsensical dreams.

» Posted By Caroline On 02.05.2013 @ 11:57 am


I have just written about sound but submitted it wrong!! However I think it’s an interesting topic and don’t mind saying a lot about it. I don’t think my hearing’s very good since I had problems as a child and as a result I find it hard to hear things. I can’t distinguish one sound over another very easily.

» Posted By Caroline On 01.19.2013 @ 10:42 am


the end. the theme of christianity. but how can you live just for the end. christianity is so much better than holocaust though, i can at least do the readings. its challenging but not as challenging

» Posted By Caroline On 01.14.2013 @ 6:32 am


“I promise to you that I will never leave you,” said Sid. “I promise to always be by your side and help you with anything that gets in your way. I promise to keep you safe and healthy through this war. I am going t keep you in my house to hide you from the Nazis. You as a Jew are in danger. I promise to keep you alive.”

» Posted By Caroline On 01.09.2013 @ 10:49 am


I am as sure about my future as I am the futures around us
The world is a mysterious place where nothing is “for sure”

» Posted By Caroline On 12.31.2012 @ 8:14 am


sometimes when i’m bored i watch a lot of tv shows. these shows show me life from multiple perspectives.

sometimes when i’m with my grandparents i go to plays and these plays are like shows.

when i was little i would watch shows that i really like that secretly were used to teach me the alphabet or how to count. these shows were so good.

now i don’t have time to watch shows.

» Posted By Caroline On 12.27.2012 @ 8:49 pm


Oh no! Oh no oh no oh no! Not again! Oh please not again! I thought it wasn’t due til next week. Why oh why does this keep happening to me?

» Posted By Caroline On 12.16.2012 @ 3:02 pm


Living is such a task sometimes. The breathing part is mostly easy, i suppose. Sometimes I forget when I’m laughing too hard at something you said.
The desire to be living is the hard part.

» Posted By caroline On 12.14.2012 @ 4:12 pm


Am I here? Am I here for you? I don’t know. I don’t know if I want a relationship. I don’t know if I can be your shoulder to cry on. I don’t even know if I have time to think about you. I don’t know if I’m available… for you. But I am for me.

» Posted By Caroline On 12.12.2012 @ 7:29 am

I never want to be available when I am. Now I face a new problem. I don’t want to be here, but somehow I make up an excuse. I would much rather have time, not you.

» Posted By caroline On 12.11.2012 @ 4:35 pm


I presented a presentation in history class last week on the Reign of Terror. I think the information was good, but I always get embarrassed and nervous when I have to talk in front of people. So i didn’t sound confident.

» Posted By Caroline On 12.10.2012 @ 2:50 pm

You can be presented with an award. It feels nice to receive an award. Presented is a very positive word and provokes feelings of self-worth and proudness. It also has the word present in it. Presents are nice too. I always wanted a puppy as a present when I was little but I never got one, which was sad. Despite this, it is always nice to be presented with presents, regardless of how rubbish they are.

» Posted By Caroline On 12.10.2012 @ 11:48 am


It was a simple day full of simple people. I wore blue jeans on the top of my hamper, a sweater draped over my desk chair, and the boots that I wear every day. It was a simple day, but there was nothing simple about what happened.

» Posted By Caroline On 12.05.2012 @ 8:53 pm


Food. yummy. mom making food. cooking is fun. we all like to cook. cheifs cook. my dad sorta cooks, well, he bakes which is kinda close. I like to cook with my mom.

» Posted By Caroline On 12.01.2012 @ 4:19 pm


past. its something you cant ever escape. it trails behind you, like a lost ghost. its a record that you, and maybe others know about. it follows you to your goals and to your fails. its just there. you just have to embrace it and show it off instead of hiding it, because it will always be there.

» Posted By Caroline On 11.28.2012 @ 6:21 pm


Under this smile is a tear. Under all of the laughter, there is a sad weeping. Under these blue eyes is a sadness you will never know. people come and go, but the past is never far. I tell myself not to let it shape me, but it is all I know. So where do I end up? Understanding is hard to do.

» Posted By caroline On 11.28.2012 @ 7:15 am

underneath the bed is a bunch of dust bunnies. I never sweep them up. I dont know why. I guess I’m lazy. Under my umbrella umbrella breallaaaaaa in the snow it is snowing outside

» Posted By caroline On 11.27.2012 @ 2:40 pm

Under the veil masking my secrets is the hidden me you’ve never seen. The me I never want you to have to meet.

» Posted By Caroline On 11.27.2012 @ 2:37 pm


You are the person that I refuse to talk about to my parents. You are the book I cannot finish. You the hug that never lasts long enough.

» Posted By Caroline On 11.12.2012 @ 5:43 pm


My dentist has spent hours on end killing my mouth by “medically extracting” my teeth. Let me tell you, friends, not for one second was I comfortable. I have a new fear of the dentist, please don’t get my teeth!!

» Posted By caroline On 10.21.2012 @ 5:52 pm


I’ve noticed that whenever you are nearing the climax of a conversation, that’s when your phone decides to plummet to 10% of it’s battery life. CHARGE! We all need a little portable phone charger to tack on the back of our phones to avoid situations like that…

» Posted By caroline On 10.20.2012 @ 8:30 pm

I watched silently as the doe snuck into the clearing. I coiled, waiting for a chance to pounce. The doe bent it’s neck to graze and I took my cue. I leapt from my hiding place, charging into the clearing. In a spray of blood I swiped my claws through it’s neck, and spent the rest of the night enjoying my well earned meal.

» Posted By Caroline On 10.20.2012 @ 8:04 pm


shown is see and i dont really know what to say about the word shown i guess you can be shown a lot of things in life like how to love and feel and hate. shown is something someone does for you, you are shown things by people. shown is a two person thing. yep

» Posted By Caroline On 10.20.2012 @ 9:26 am


Raised by the ocean, where the waves always crashed on the shore. They beat the salt water so far into me that it runs in my veins. The sun shone so bright it made my skin dark- consequences of being raised by the sea

» Posted By caroline On 10.18.2012 @ 8:20 pm

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