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Her face was glowing as she traced lines around her stomach cooing at her unborn child. She imagined its face as she nestled it against her breast, it clinging to the sound of her beating heart, not yet used to being out in the world and not in her safe and comfortable womb.

» Posted By Becky On 05.12.2011 @ 6:43 pm

sun, moon, stars, pregnancy, child, love, eyes, smile, in love, baby, beautiful, amazing, sunshine, warm air, tan skin

» Posted By becky On 05.12.2011 @ 3:25 pm


They are hard and white. ITs a song by the Killers that has a great chorus. Bones also makes me think of boning, since our mind tends to go to such sexual things anyways. I have never actually broken a bone, though my brother has broken his foot, and got so much sympathy that I was jealous. My father was runover by a car and broke every bone below his waist. My mother has broke her collarbone three times on the same day each year, three years in a row. cursed huh?

» Posted By Becky On 05.11.2011 @ 9:21 pm


She wavered when he asked her for money. The whole of their relationship was tied up in her answer. Was he a con? Could she trust him? What was she going to say? Her income was fixed and now they want to take part of that. Help.

» Posted By Becky On 05.07.2011 @ 11:32 am


The water dripped off the edge of my nose slowly as time slowly ceased to exist all around me. I took in the sweet smell of rain and appreciated the pain on my arm the hail had caused. I looked around and assesed the situation, I had to keep going forward if I was too make it out of the storm.

» Posted By Becky On 05.04.2011 @ 6:49 pm


He dug his heels into the thick hide of his horse, edging it forward. The animal could smell the gunpowder and the death all around it and backed up digging it’s hooves into the dirt. He dug his heels deeper but the beast still retreated, refusing to go forward. He slipped off knowing that this was going to be the last time he even saw this beautiful animal, and he hadn’t even bothered to name it.

» Posted By Becky On 05.02.2011 @ 8:26 pm

The train robber walked slowly down the aisle. His bandana was pulled over his face so no one would know that he was a man the train riders had known all their lives: the town doctor.

» Posted By Becky On 05.02.2011 @ 11:22 am


I was in the interrogation room. The fluorescent bulbs making me sweat. I didn’t know what they wanted or why I was there, but I was scared.

» Posted By Becky On 05.01.2011 @ 8:51 pm

The colors fluoresed above the city skyline. They weaved and ebed throughout the clouds. Their beauty transendent of the surronding city and sky. I screamed out of frustration that the colors could never be manipulated by man. No one could ever make such beauty on purpose.

» Posted By Becky On 05.01.2011 @ 6:41 pm


I like traveling and camping in a trailer. I don’t think I’d like to live in one all the time though. It’d be kinda cramped. I like having space to move around in, but I guess I’d get used to living in a trailer if it came down to it.

» Posted By Becky On 04.27.2011 @ 8:49 pm

The trailer was rundown. There was trash in the yard. The children were filthy and their clothes were tattered. They smiled shyly when I got out of my car. They were curious about who I was.

» Posted By Becky On 04.26.2011 @ 12:02 pm


Iron is one of the toughest metals I know. If it gets in your clothing you cannot get it out. Yet I remember stopping at Irontone Springs to drink the water with iron in it. Go figure. How do we know what is and isn’t good for us?

» Posted By Becky On 04.23.2011 @ 11:50 am


Styrofoam, the world went nuts over you. You are like a plague. You come in pellets that get all over and clog my vacuum. You are a menace. I dislike you. I see no purpose for you.

» Posted By Becky On 04.22.2011 @ 6:06 pm

Styrofoam is what they use to make cups. Usually coffee cups cause it helps you not burn your hands. Styrofoam is a very strange word if you look at it closely though. What does it really mean?

» Posted By Becky On 04.22.2011 @ 11:59 am


I am a foreigner in a foreign land. That is what I was told to be. My faith makes me like a stranger. I don’t belong here. I belong in heaven with my Lord, Jesus Christ. I am foreign on this earth.

» Posted By Becky On 04.21.2011 @ 11:05 pm


Gadgets are funny and interesting and confusing. They are weird and unique and normally work pretty well but sometimes they just make life harder. I think of gears when I think of gadgets and I also think of my uncle Michael, who I call uncle Fuzzy because of his beard. He loves gadgets and uses them for everything . He makes a lot of gadgets and tries to have a every gadget that could possibly make life any simpler.

» Posted By Becky On 04.21.2011 @ 10:29 am

The gadget seemed out of place. I don’t know where it belonged, but definitely not at a murder scene. Who would have left it there and why? What was it for? It looked like some futuristic toy.

» Posted By Becky On 04.20.2011 @ 1:34 pm


the loud sound of the guitar pierced through the room, i couldnt believe i was up here on stage. People say that all you have to do to make your dreams come true is want it, but up here in front of thousands of people all i want is to throw up.

» Posted By becky On 04.19.2011 @ 3:48 pm

The acoustic guitar sounded hollow in the empty hall. Everything echoed. There was no real song, just a soulful yearning in the sounds.

» Posted By Becky On 04.18.2011 @ 6:15 pm


The whiskey burned as it went down her throat. Maybe it would burn away the numbness that she felt. How could this have happened? Why was it happening to her? Who was stalking her? Who was killing her friends? Why what had she done?

» Posted By Becky On 04.17.2011 @ 12:14 pm


The robe was luxurious against her skin. It was a plush terry cloth. She had taken a shower after a long day and was looking forward to curling up with a good book. But the robe seemed to wrap her in a cocoon.

» Posted By Becky On 04.16.2011 @ 11:40 am


The price of gasoline is crazy. It just shows how much greed there is in the world. There is no reason for this other than greed. It’s scary as it will crimp my travel style. It will be hard for the poor to get around. This is not good for the economy.

» Posted By Becky On 04.15.2011 @ 9:28 pm

Gas prices are so unbelievably high right now. I can remember when gas was a bit over a dollar for a gallon and people were getting outraged at paying more than two for a gallon! We need to start investing in alternative energy, especially if Saudi Arabia is going to run out of the black stuff by 2020!!!

» Posted By Becky On 04.15.2011 @ 2:00 pm


The severe weather had everyone in a panic. The winds whipped around the house. The trees were bent almost in half. The sky was yellow. It was a tornado. The sirens went off. Which way was it coming and what would it hit?

» Posted By Becky On 04.13.2011 @ 2:27 pm


There are books. Hoardes of them. All lined up in a row like children waiting to get inside the classroom. The spines are inconspicuous. All a deep green, leather bound, with gold detailing circling them. They look regal, almost. Noble. Rather intimidating. Just standing there, staring. Nobody knows of the horror they hold.

» Posted By Becky On 04.12.2011 @ 3:24 am


Marie pondered her next move. She had all the money fame and glory she needed. Her whole life had been a huge success until the last few weeks. She never lifted a finger, and now she was sitting in a jail sell with an over tatooed roomate who smelled of things not to be mentioned. It was her absolute nigtmare.

» Posted By Becky On 04.04.2011 @ 4:05 pm


i plan to go places. to see people. to fall in love. to go to college. I could write an entire list of plans for myself. Live my life checking things off the list. But that’s not how I want to live. life is not about the plans and goals you set for yourself it’s about the things you don’t plan. The accomplishments you make without realizing you could. The new things you discover about yourself. I could sit around and plan things for myself, or I could go out and make what my dreams are a reality.

» Posted By Becky On 04.03.2011 @ 5:54 pm

I plan to do many things in my life. I plan to go to college. I plan to get married. I plan to have a job. But life isn’t about planning or lists. It’s about what happens, the things you don’t plan or intend on doing. Thats when you are truely living. I could accomplish all of my dreams, my plans but that wouldn’t mean much if there was no adventure no challenge in getting there. Because in life you appreciate things that don’t come easy. Things you have to for and try for are what you can really appreciate.

» Posted By Becky On 04.03.2011 @ 5:45 pm


Full of many wonders and people.
Many around in the universe but not all are known.
Ours being the milky way, so big and beautiful, full of life.
No one knows how many there are, or are out there.
I don’t even think it can be real, just something that was made to make us feel like we belong.

» Posted By Becky On 04.03.2011 @ 6:02 am


I have a purpose. My purpose is to live for God. He gave me a reason to live and laugh and love. He is my purpose.

» Posted By Becky On 03.31.2011 @ 5:32 pm

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