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A conspiracy is when two or more people get together to commit a crime. A conspiracy can be anything from taking another person’s lunch money to robbing millions of dollars from a bank.
» Posted By Me On 05.13.2019 @ 8:12 am
I have to order more supplies. If I don’t get the supplies I won’t able to get my job done. The job will be easier if I had more help and possibly more supplies. I think this job will be fun!
» Posted By me On 01.17.2018 @ 10:45 am
woop woop thats the sound of da police
» Posted By me On 11.09.2017 @ 2:59 pm
On time. Precise. There isn’t any thinking – it just happens. When I think of this word habits is the next word that comes to mind. How does one’s habits form? Childhood? Can you chose your habits?
» Posted By Me On 09.24.2017 @ 11:05 pm
Hurricane Irma will bring very windy conditions with it. Many people have to board up their windows so their house will be protected. Winds could bring catastrophic damage. Homes could be destroyed, trees can fall over, and power lines can be downed. Irma is a very dangerous storm and everybody should precautions.
» Posted By me On 09.09.2017 @ 11:24 am
your choice. everyone is different. i prefer a laid-back, relaxed lifestyle, yet my life is usually hectic
» Posted By ME On 07.14.2017 @ 11:22 am
The oak door creaked as I pushed my way into the old brewery. Tears brimming my eyes, I looked around at the last piece I had left of my father.
» Posted By me On 06.25.2017 @ 11:05 pm
I always expected this places to be freeer than this, or is it more free? A place free from thought from action, from belief, like being a child in eternal wonder, a regression from doubt the crumbler.
» Posted By Me On 02.15.2017 @ 9:59 pm
The blue book felt odd in my hands. Today was the day. I could be free. Do anything I wanted. It was my ticket to a brand new place…well the white slip was actually my ticket, but either way it was time to start a new journey. Right after I got through the horrendous security line.
» Posted By me On 09.29.2016 @ 8:28 am
I glanced back. It’s over. The path looked beaten and weary from the countless footsteps and endless trudging. And I started to walk…the past forgotten.
» Posted By Me On 09.27.2016 @ 4:04 pm
i put the tiny, colorful ball into my mouth, letting it sit on my tongue
it melts as it sits there, sweetness filling my taste buds
my lips curve into a smile
» Posted By me On 08.15.2016 @ 5:10 pm
I need a nap. Summer break was to short!
» Posted By me On 07.22.2016 @ 10:01 am
When Ru Paul refers to that one Drag Queen as, “Maaaaaagnooooolia Crawford!”
I wonder how she’s doing now. That was a pretty old season.
» Posted By Me On 06.02.2016 @ 3:30 pm
“An apple a day keeps the doctor away.”
Actually, no, it doesn’t, but that doesn’t mean you can’t treat yourself to one everyday. So tasty!
» Posted By Me On 05.15.2016 @ 9:10 am
Nobody could deny her her craft. People may ridicule her for it, even chastise her for it, but it still remained hers. That was the best part of crafting; it could be completely solitary, and completely secretive if it needed to be. Unfortunately, society deemed her hobby to be somewhat vulgar, so she was forced into both the former and the latter part. Complete solitude. Completely secretive. Taxidermy had a bad habit of making most people uncomfortable… but not her.
» Posted By ME On 04.17.2016 @ 1:24 pm
‘It’s possible’, the doctor had said, ‘but it’s unlikely’. And now, here we were, a mere 24 hours later and the unlikely had happened. After 6 years in a coma, she was waking up, and she had heard every single secret that was spilled over her seemingly lifeless body.
» Posted By ME On 04.07.2016 @ 9:35 am
She was expecting a delivery soon. It would change her whole life – and she didn’t mind that such a statement was somewhat of a cliche. She didn’t even mean it hyperbolically; the baby would quite literally change everything.
» Posted By ME On 03.19.2016 @ 5:28 am
This is the same word as yesterday – or am I going crazy? Maybe oneword is trying to be kinda meta. Like, this peripheral word prompt is in the peripheral of yesterday’s? Either way, I can’t say I’m not disappointed.
» Posted By ME On 03.14.2016 @ 1:13 pm
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a spitball spiralling towards her. With a swish of her hips, she dodged the bullet just in time, and swung around to face the culprits. Out of all the classes she had ever been a cover teacher for, this was by far the worst behaved.
» Posted By ME On 03.13.2016 @ 1:19 pm
To purify the lands, he needed first to purify his soul. Only the one with the lightest soul could vanquish these demons – and the demons would be made from his own deepest and darkest desires.
» Posted By ME On 03.12.2016 @ 1:31 pm
Believe in God. Believe that He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life. He is the Hope for us. Our only hope. Without him, we are nothing. Believe that you can do all things through him who gives you strength.
» Posted By Me On 03.10.2016 @ 7:37 am
She blends in. You wouldn’t know that she was there unless someone pointed her out. Her smile: just as fake as all the others. Her makeup is an attempt to hide the imperfections she doesn’t have; just like everyone else. Camouflage means to blend in, but it doesn’t take Mossy Oak to hide in plain sight. Just sit there. Quietly. Patiently. Intently. Hide. Or, you could put on the bright orange. Stand out. Who cares if you don’t “blend in?” No one has ever been noticed for being normal. Being yourself, however? That’s the the golden ticket, or should I say, the “orange ticket” to being noticed. That is the ticket, to being YOU.
» Posted By Me On 01.19.2016 @ 12:05 pm
Calories have been my mind a lot since the first of the year. I wanted to start watching them, calories that is. Sugar is my addiction. Sugar contains lots of calories.
» Posted By Me On 01.18.2016 @ 12:21 pm
Exact means perfect. And, as we all know from cheesy typography on the internet, there is no such thing as a perfect person. So does that mean there is no such thing as an exact person, either? I’m not exactly a person? What am I, part banana?
» Posted By Me On 01.04.2016 @ 9:32 am
Done means finished, over, kaput. But is anything ever really done? I think maybe everything that ever happened left a little mark on the world, like a pencil mark that won’t quite rub off.
» Posted By Me On 01.03.2016 @ 7:15 am
that place wher eyou have to place a signal a sign something with which you write and so that is what it is and we can keep going because markers show us the way and how to get there and so it is what it is w but who placed the marker there? and why? what to do about it when it runs out
» Posted By me On 12.04.2015 @ 5:46 am
I want to execute everyone in my school, then myself. If I could choose a weapon, it would be a nuke bomb. A big bomb. I like explosives. It’s fairly obvious. I’ll blow up everything. My parents, my siblings
» Posted By me On 11.06.2015 @ 7:04 am
I revised my story because when I read it it stunk. THe grammar was really bad and it wasn’t organized so I had to restructure it. I put it in a different order and then added details to make it better.
» Posted By Me On 10.21.2015 @ 11:27 am
there was once a princess. she was a lonely princess. there wasn’t much else to say about her. each and every day, she went around the castle, sometimes popping in to see what was happening in the library, or what the chefs were making for lunch.
» Posted By me On 10.14.2015 @ 4:42 pm
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» Posted By me On 10.13.2015 @ 7:01 pm