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I was shattered when I saw my father with another woman. How could he betray his own family like that? I thought they were in love, I thought that they were happy. I was wrong. Dead wrong. What should I do? Should I tell my mother? Should I tell my brothers? Or should I talk to my father? I don’t know what to do.
» Posted By Katie On 05.26.2013 @ 8:14 pm
She signed the letter with her name. She had thought for a while about using her sister’s; after all, he would have rather heard from her anyway. But it was all over now, and it didn’t matter anyway.
» Posted By Katie On 05.18.2013 @ 5:04 pm
this crispy wafer. vanilla wafer. waver. waiver. tea and wafers. coffee and wafers and ladies quiliting quilts for the civil war. i dont know anything else about wafers.
» Posted By katie On 05.22.2013 @ 1:23 pm
It was inappropriate, and the audience gasped almost at once. She shuttered, and remembered it was wrong. They stared at her, with their piercing, slit, eyes that told her just the extent of her damage. The word, the story, had she no manners? Such a touchy subject, that the little world lined in silk and refinery would surely shun her for the rest of her days.
» Posted By Katie On 05.14.2013 @ 4:40 pm
I was making some coffee the other day, but I had to do some doctoring, as I don’t like the taste. I added milk, then added sugar. The sugar quickly began to dissolve. I picked up the mug, took a swig, and spit it right right back out – I had dissolved salt, rather than sugar.
» Posted By Katie On 05.02.2013 @ 8:42 am
they fire one hundred and fifty volts through you
cracking open your skull
and dousing your brain
in sweet fire;
shaking you up like you’re used to being shook,
the doctors speak in rapid tongues
when your eyes close
and you wake up in a hospital bed
with one hundred and fifty memories lost
» Posted By Katie On 04.26.2013 @ 4:31 pm
Moles. Bunnies. Groundhogs. Foxes. They all do it. To Live. It’s good. Burrowing is good for them.
» Posted By Katie On 04.20.2013 @ 9:44 pm
thinking hard and trying to express it but not being able to. trying to be loud and shrinking into yourself when you realise that what you have to say, and maybe even you, aren’t important. trying to hard to stop mumbling but everything else comes out as a scream which frightens people even more
» Posted By Katie On 04.17.2013 @ 4:29 am
Stumbling apron words. Barely audible. Closed lips. Sarcastic comments slip through tight lips. Fumbling
» Posted By Katie On 04.17.2013 @ 12:22 am
Everyone is attracted. It doesn’t mater what to. We just are. That’s what humans do. we become attracted. That’s how we love.
» Posted By Katie On 04.13.2013 @ 3:54 pm
An anchor is what keeps a boat from moving to far away from one spot. It is shaped like an arrow. I think of them as being white and are usually for big boats. I usually think of them for when people are fishing.
» Posted By Katie On 04.11.2013 @ 7:54 pm
My head bounces off
A cacophony of shrieking metal tearing from the helm of my ship
A sudden dull bass drop
And now such deep quiet
Just like in the movies, I am gone.
» Posted By Katie On 04.09.2013 @ 11:06 pm
I can see paradise by the dashboard light.
that was a song by meatloaf.
mom took us to a meatloaf concert when i was small.
some dude spilled beer all over me.
and it rained. fucking poured.
what a fat bastard.
dad hates that guy.
but he never took us to a concert. :)
» Posted By Katie On 04.09.2013 @ 8:25 pm
Feet kicked up on the dashboard, he stared at her while she aimlessly sang Rascall Flatts, loud and completely out of tune. He smiled and thought to himself what a day this was, what a girl she was, what a life this was.
» Posted By katie On 04.09.2013 @ 6:39 pm
Flour. The essesntial of all baking, cooking. What would we be if not flour. I wonder.
» Posted By Katie On 04.06.2013 @ 1:48 pm
The vines that wrap my heart and entwine themselves with my pain… Tighter and tighter until my beating piece wants to burst.
Burst to stop it.
And burst to start again.
» Posted By Katie On 04.05.2013 @ 10:07 pm
i like to eat bagels with cream . They are great for breakfast or an after school snack. Yummy! There are many different types of bagels.
» Posted By katie On 04.04.2013 @ 8:44 am
The war was terrible. There was a pandemic, and then all there was was fighting. Fighting over the limited cure, over food and supplies. Now it’s only me and a few others left. I don’t know what’s going to happen to me, or where we’ll go. But I know that we will survive. We are the strong, the survivors, and we cannot fail.
» Posted By Katie On 03.30.2013 @ 7:29 pm
Her skin was an awful bronze color, she had laid in the tanning bed to long. I didn’t understand how all the girls here did it. They all had perfect make up, too tan skin, straightened bleach blond hair. Was anyone in this superficial city unique?
» Posted By Katie On 03.28.2013 @ 8:21 pm
i stared through the feild of grain. The golden wheat danced around her brown hair. Her eyes closed, she tilted her head back and let the sun fall across her face.
» Posted By Katie On 03.29.2013 @ 9:23 pm
beware of the feelings. They will flood you when you’re least expecting it. It’s like one second you’re okay and the next you don’t know why you ever thought you could move on. They’re always there. Always
» Posted By Katie On 03.21.2013 @ 8:36 pm
This is a hard word. I dont know what to say. Sometimes I am pained by stupid, ignorant people. Stupid people pain me.
» Posted By Katie On 03.20.2013 @ 9:21 am
it pained me to think that she could go through something like that and still come out on top. To think that she didn’t seem to have a care in the world, but i knew that she did and there were so many things on her mind, so much pain and distress but she still smiled
» Posted By Katie On 03.19.2013 @ 8:58 pm
like a a hook has been forced through my chest, ripping a giant whole right in the middle of me.
only you can fill the void.
yet you cant be here.
so i sit,
» Posted By katie On 03.19.2013 @ 1:59 pm
Cities are so diverse in nature compared with rural areas. In the country you have farmers, a small town, everybody knows everybody; in the city there are so many people and they all live so differently from one another. There’s more room to meet people, to try new things, to live fully. I wish I lived in a city.
» Posted By Katie On 03.18.2013 @ 8:26 am
I take the stroll from the bus stop to my building, looking up at the skyscrapers surrounding me; I feel so insignificant. Who knew that I would still be here. The Twin Cities, holding me here with everything that’s been weighing me down. It’s time to release all that I’ve been gripping on to, all that’s been dragging me down.
» Posted By Katie On 03.17.2013 @ 9:50 pm
As they blasted into space their hair whipped back their cheeks flapped against their face and their backs thrust straight on the seats.
» Posted By Katie On 03.15.2013 @ 7:01 am
Plays, movies, tv, Alfred Hitchcock the most famous director of all time, that embarrassing play in eight grade(as you like it)when I almost fell on my face (whew)!
» Posted By Katie On 03.12.2013 @ 7:01 pm
Soft. White. Young. New. Baby. Helpless. Possibilities.
A life in our hands.
» Posted By Katie On 03.04.2013 @ 8:07 pm
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someone who is weakened by others who are in need? someone considered weak by others who consider themselves to be stonger. an animal in need, maybe wit ha broken leg, it needs help but that doesn’t mean it can’t be strong.
» Posted By Katie On 03.03.2013 @ 11:48 am