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So i grabbed a wrench and i threw it at this mysterious attacker. The man who’s been following me. I run as fast as i can but its too late. He throws the wrench at me and hits me squarely in the back of my head, and I fall to the cold hard ground as my world goes black.
» Posted By Christina On 02.03.2011 @ 12:48 pm
its very inky dark and the light is sneaking in under the door. The mouse is sitting on the floor hoping that the homeowner doesn’t find him. He looks for the smallest crumb that might be lying on the floor.
» Posted By christina On 02.02.2011 @ 6:00 pm
Its cold and dark, and I’m alone. All alone. I can hear myself scream for help but no ones coming, no one can hear me. The insects crawl near to the only warm thing in this dark room. Me. What should I do. Ill be forever stuck here in this darkroom.
» Posted By Christina On 02.02.2011 @ 4:35 pm
Ok well I was sick the other day and I really wanted a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I asked my mom if she’d make one for me but sadly she said no. I really hate being sick because I never get to do anything. My dad didn’t make me one either cause he always makes me grilled cheeses :)
» Posted By Christina On 01.31.2011 @ 5:46 pm
I hate them. They’re completely awful and the only word I can associate with them is the word “office.” I have personally never written one, nor do I want to, but I have seen my father write one and they look drab and boring and absolutely dull. Thank you.
» Posted By Christina On 01.27.2011 @ 3:56 pm
PERSON FAMILY SISTER BROTHER FAMILY FRIENDS PEOPLE RELATED TO YOU AUNT UNCLE MOTHER GRANDMOTHER PAW PAW FAMILY PARENTS POP MOM SISSY COUSIN UNCLE FAMILY SON DAUGHTER NIECE NEPHEW GRANDCHILD GRAND DAUGHTER GRANDSON
» Posted By Christina On 01.26.2011 @ 6:33 pm
Endless time, endless energy, endless love. Sadness is endless, just covered up with drugs. Unless I find true happiness, is that endless? Endless love… what a concept. Endless hearts beating in time,.
» Posted By Christina On 01.20.2011 @ 12:56 pm
Sports can make you feel better. You feel alive. Just go out and run. When you are sad, go and do some sports with your friends. In a sportsclub you can meet people and make new friends. Sports should be a part of your life.
» Posted By Christina On 01.17.2011 @ 11:54 am
i want to drain my head and pull all ozut what makes me sad. I just want so say “hey, everything’s fine” and go out and just be. I want to drain my sorrow
» Posted By Christina On 01.17.2011 @ 10:48 am
I’m a child again as I think of summer. I am immediately taken to the outdoors to enjoy the sun, nature, camping, swimming, friends, and family. The innocence of youth, the freedom of being young, the comfort of summer.
» Posted By Christina On 01.14.2011 @ 8:40 am
This summer was very boring, it was super hot but I did nothing but work and come home to a boyfriend who no longer was interested in me. I usually just cooked dinner for him, and then went into my bedroom and watched movies the rest of the night, i was also very ill which made everything that much worst. I’m hoping this summer will be a lot better, since i’ll be with my friends and SINGLE haha. We’ll see I guess.
» Posted By Christina On 01.13.2011 @ 5:06 pm
It was middle school. I was in the middle of American History with Mrs. Green. I hated that class so much. And as I was hoping that something would happen for it to end, I got randomly called out of the class by a small, short blonde woman. She directed me to the room across the hall and she sat me down in order to conduct a special test.
» Posted By Christina On 01.12.2011 @ 12:49 am
blotches of blood cover the tile,
blotches of tears form a puddle on the floor,
blotches of rain drops fall from the sky,
and blotches of something are inside my mind,
something i can not see through the fog,
some blotches are big and some blotches are small,
some are evil and some blotches are tall.
» Posted By christina On 01.11.2011 @ 8:15 pm
what am i supposed to write?
all that comes to my mind? or what?
what if i want to write a song? ok
im just going to write about one trip i went on this weekend
i went to the beach and met so many people, some guys
they were handsome enough, i went with my sister and brother
and one friend; we spent a lot of money in alcohol and food
» Posted By Christina On 01.10.2011 @ 8:21 pm
find something new, found something lost, excitement, wonders, explore new things, taste something new, read
» Posted By christina On 01.07.2011 @ 12:36 am
» Posted By christina On 01.06.2011 @ 4:29 pm
Route is all about taking a sign and figuring out where you want to go in life. You can either look at the sign and think twice, or you can go with your first instinct and follow where the road may lead. They say you should always take the road less traveled and hey, you never know til you try.
» Posted By Christina On 01.01.2011 @ 10:26 pm
it is full of books, and inside of the books, have bits of knowledge. They are put in order by genres and then by authors. I would not mind working in a library. The pay is decent and it is not that hard. Besides, you have all the books you need for when you go on break.
» Posted By christina On 12.31.2010 @ 1:46 pm
Let down. Alone. No one but yourself. But you can’t reject yourself unless you allow others to shape your definition of self. Don’t. Stand up and be one. Then, no one can reject you because ultimately you are you and that is that.
» Posted By Christina On 12.21.2010 @ 6:19 pm
Die Spur im Porzellanladen war eindeutig. Harry, der Zirkuselefant, war mal wieder auf freiem Fuß. Wie konnte dieser Halunke auch immer wieder aus seiner Gummimattenzelle entwischen? Wieso besänftigte ihn die Cola nicht insoweit, dass er es vorziehen würde, zu Hause zu bleiben, in einer der zahlreichen Gummimatten?
» Posted By chRIsTinA On 12.14.2010 @ 5:09 am
My temper is ridiculous. I get angry at the very smallest things, tiny tiny things like people mis-pronouncing a word or punctuating something incorrectly (and yes I probably already have mis-puncutated something in this sentence – I’m also a hypocrite).
» Posted By Christina On 12.12.2010 @ 2:33 pm
possibility is the only thing that is sure, the only thing that is always there. Without possibility we have nothing to live for, no reason to care or try. Life is full of possibilities. That is what life is about.
» Posted By Christina On 12.11.2010 @ 8:59 pm
Doing something that is reasonable for a reason. My sister is not practical when it comes to looking for jobs. She wants everything to be perfect – high pay, great location, moving expenses paid for – but she is not practical. It pays to live in reality and not in a dream world. Things work out better. You can be employed. And have an income.
» Posted By Christina On 12.03.2010 @ 1:03 pm
Unschuldige Wesen, kötteln nur herum, tauchen in Kinderserien auf und plötzlich – bam! – werden sie sexualisiert, weil sie es ja sind, und so landet der unschuldige Bunny, der Held meiner Kindheit, auf dem Cover eines primitiven Magazins. Auch der Bunny braucht also zwei Jobs, um sein Leben zu finanzieren…
» Posted By chRIsTinA On 12.03.2010 @ 3:10 am
A beautiful fluffy rabbit sat on the tree stump eating a carrot, wondering why he couldn’t be carnivorous like the fox. The bunny took a bite of the carrot, and sighed. Why couldn’t he be carnivorous like the wolf, snake or even some of the plants here in the forest. He was only a bunny; forever fluffy and forever a vegetarian. Whats so frightening about that?
» Posted By Christina On 12.02.2010 @ 7:09 pm
The door is closed. But now it’s opened. If only it was locked. Then it would have never been opened. Had the door remained closed I would not be hearing the crunch of chips in my bedroom. I wish the door were still closed. What if I was doing handstands? Then the door must be closed.
» Posted By Christina On 11.27.2010 @ 7:50 pm
oh shoot i need to write about a railroad? well, I know that it’s not always safe near the tracks.
i met someone recently that jumped trains. it was my new hairdresser. that was interesting. he’s from philly, too. well, he lived there for 2 years. hmm, the railroad. different than flying.
» Posted By Christina On 11.23.2010 @ 12:24 pm
The teacher courageously helped the students with their math homework, even though it was pretty much hopeless because the were not the brightest students.
» Posted By Christina On 11.10.2010 @ 7:08 pm
chatter box. mindless chatter. chatter is always awkward. chit chat chatter. i heard that chatter over there!!!
» Posted By Christina On 10.09.2010 @ 6:19 pm
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I walk down the sidewalk. Not knowing where it ends. Walking without aim. Just to get somewhere. Anywhere. Better than here.
» Posted By Christina On 10.06.2010 @ 12:44 am