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Over and over again, the clock ticked. The constant noise of the hand changing time reminded her of how little she has left, how much she still has to do. It approaches the 12 and her heart simulates the hand and beats again and again.
» Posted By Kira On 08.16.2011 @ 12:37 pm
I hate it. I hate how he can bring it down whenever he feels like it. I’ll do nothing, and yet it’s still wrong. Like a hammer on a nail, I can do nothing.
» Posted By Kira On 08.14.2011 @ 11:37 am
the creature came nearer and nearer. I couldn’t think, couldn’t act. just had to sit where I had fallen and watch it advance. I shuddered. Hopefully it would leave me alone.
» Posted By Kira On 08.13.2011 @ 3:35 pm
building blocks of the starts of lives. houses, careers, businesses start with a brick. equivalent to the atom. you are my brick and i need lots like you to lean on.
» Posted By kira On 08.08.2011 @ 12:29 pm
A flickering light bulb in a cellar that stank of rat shit was the only bright thing in the prisoner’s life. Literally and figuratively. The prisoner had lost hope that he would be let out, and he had forgotten all his good memories due to being trapped in the same stinking cellar every fucking day.
» Posted By Kira On 08.07.2011 @ 2:41 am
Things have never been good with him, my oppressor, my manager, my monster. I wish I could run and hide, but he sees me. He watches me like a wolf. He doesn’t watch the other girls. Just me.
» Posted By Kira On 08.04.2011 @ 7:53 pm
I leaned against the counter, staring blankly down past the register, my feet numb and pounding from standing so long and my eyes dazed and blank from the harsh fluorescent light. A second pair of black, shined shoes appeared next to mine, and realizing it was my manager, tried to summon up the energy to get back to work.
» Posted By Kira On 08.04.2011 @ 3:47 pm
I am not on level with anyone that I think I should be on level with.
I’m not on level with my mom, nor my father, nor my step father.
Is it really me who’s not on level?
Or is it them?
Am I the one who’s wrong?
» Posted By Kira On 08.03.2011 @ 9:41 pm
She smiled, pen in hand, as she started to sketch her comic. No more would Damien think I was idiotic, she though. He had become her muse, all their relationship struggles would be out in the open for everyone to see. He would be sorry.
» Posted By Kira On 07.29.2011 @ 11:15 am
Just one sign, to know if Jared was safe. Thats all she needed, a single bolt of illuminating thunder against the vivid, blue December sky. The weather was cloudless, but all she wanted was thunder, beatiful, ravishing thunder.
» Posted By Kira On 07.27.2011 @ 7:56 am
morals are important beliefs to achieve a happy lifestyle. you grow up knowing them, knowing right from wrong and each person has different ones. they are how you know how to do what’s right and this is how people differ from eachother. killing is bad etc..
» Posted By kira On 06.26.2011 @ 2:19 pm
It’s a funny thing, how my aunts and uncles and cousins all believe in something I’ve never been indoctrinated in. Church is something foreign to me. I’ve been, but never as a habit. I believe in God, or maybe a Creator of some kind. I know, deep inside me, that there is some other force out there.
» Posted By Kira On 06.18.2011 @ 11:35 am
The train was late, and the soft wind of spring whipped through her hair as she waited. The schedule had said two, but it was already a quarter past. Dru wasn’t an impatient person, so had just enjoyed the day, as opposed to her fellow travelers that tapped their feet and raged about the station.
» Posted By Kira On 06.15.2011 @ 12:40 pm
Funerals are sad, yes. But more often, they’re happy. Instead of mourning these lives, we choose to celebrate them. People will cry, but there are people there to comfort them. It brings a family together, even if in a sad situation.
» Posted By Kira On 06.11.2011 @ 2:20 pm
As she corralled herself into the corner with this year’s yearbook, she sighed. She was happy this year was over, it had been a tough one. She was so ready for summer. For freedom. She smiled to herself, sighed again, and opened the book to revisit all the memories she had had in the past year.
» Posted By Kira On 06.08.2011 @ 5:51 pm
Is not as simple
As one might think, it’s true.
Is not as easy
As I wish it was to do.
Is not as effortless
As it is loving you.
» Posted By Kira On 06.07.2011 @ 6:12 pm
The little boy’s face was painted like a tiger. He loudly “Rawred” at me, and I laughed at him cheerfully. I scooped him up in my arms and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “I love you, Sebastian!” I sang to him. “I love you too, mommy!” he giggled. This kind of simple happiness is my dream.
» Posted By Kira On 06.06.2011 @ 12:13 pm
Her plaid overshirt blew in the wind. As she stood on top of the hill, her hair swung around her from the wind. She felt free. Powerful. But then she felt the tears sting her cheeks, and she remembered why she was there. She rememebered the pain, and she cursed underneath her breath.
» Posted By Kira On 06.05.2011 @ 5:31 pm
sticky salt brown issue mold dough butter grease kitchen stove mall twist pretzels are delicious when they are nice and buttery and soft and not too salty but just the right amount of salt added and maybe just a little bit of cheese or flavor powder and when you get to the middle of the twist that’s the best !
» Posted By Kira On 05.22.2011 @ 4:59 pm
Intersection. A word normally connected to roads and cars. To a romantic, an intersection meant two people meeting at a single point in their lives. Who knows what could happen with an intersection?
» Posted By Kira On 04.25.2011 @ 9:13 pm
It was a severe injury they said. Lying on the hospital bed, I was thinking, “What makes an injury severe? The level of disgust on people’s faces? Don’t all injuries amount to pain?”
» Posted By Kira On 04.13.2011 @ 7:53 pm
No idea what that means for me. The key to being successful is having goals, knowing what you want to do. I don’t. Success is a long way off because I’m not sure where to begin.
» Posted By Kira On 04.05.2011 @ 5:14 am
We have no purpose here on earth that we know of. Sure people can talk down to other people, like they know everything, like they own everything, but everyone–world leaders, religious icons, homeless guys–we all might believe something, but we all know nothing. I haven’t found my purpose yet and I doubt I ever will.
» Posted By kira On 03.31.2011 @ 11:46 pm
The CEO has everything. The money, the respect, friends, and a wife. He still felt empty for the only thing he could trust was the money.
» Posted By Kira On 03.30.2011 @ 2:42 am
The audience was huge. I was so nervous I didn’t know what to do. All I could hear was the audience, their breathing, their nervousness, their silence. I was about to dance and the music didn’t come on, I started anyway. I worked so hard to get where I was, in front of this audience. I wasn’t going to let them down.
» Posted By Kira On 03.28.2011 @ 9:39 am
The audience was waiting for the movie. In the meantime, they were texting, and eating popcorn except for one couple in the back row. They were making out, and when the trailers stopped running and the movie started playing, they didn’t even notice. They were too caught up in each other, more willing to stare into each other’s eyes than at the screen.
» Posted By Kira On 03.28.2011 @ 4:08 am
“It’s a classic.” A statement we say about movies which we think will last forever. But do they really? Do we believe that something will last forever? We can never know anything about forever. A movie from the 1940 is still seen now, but what about the future generations who have different tastes, and different forms of entertainment? Would they still be willing to classify it as a classic- as a forever?
» Posted By Kira On 03.27.2011 @ 2:27 am
There was an unwritten policy that stated, “Thou shall like cupcakes.” Since it was unwritten, no one believed it. Some people disliked cupcakes, and others were neutral. Yet there were ones who knew in their hearts that cupcakes should be liked, and following those orders, they liked cupcakes.
» Posted By Kira On 03.22.2011 @ 2:30 am
I am obsessed with him. He is the only thing I can think about, night and day, he really is. I don’t know why but that’s the way it is. He is not that special, really not, but still he occupies my mind every minute of my day, and I can do nothing about it.
» Posted By Kira On 03.13.2011 @ 5:19 am
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I almost had you. I was sure of it. There was this look in your eyes, and a smile hanging on the edge of your lips. Your hands were reaching for mine, yet stopped halfway. Why was that? I wanted you. I thought you wanted me too. Fate wanted to keep us apart though.
» Posted By Kira On 03.07.2011 @ 4:45 pm