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And suddenly everything was gone. Everything that we’d worked for, fought for, bled and sweat cried for. And it only took a split second to send it all tumbling down.
By ⌡αnelle URL on 10.12.2012
So this is it. Another week of happiness. Another year to face. I cant’ see my best friend through my tears. What is going to happen in the next 12 months. Will we stay together? I will miss her so much.
By Sarah on 10.12.2012
we were something of a pair, a duo, a team. a collaboration of souls. not alone in the universe, sharing a space and a place and a reason and smile. we were every sort of promise, but most importantly of all, we were agreement. “i love you” is not just a statement; it’s a pact. it was supposed to be a pact.
By samantha URL on 10.12.2012
Adona felt tears run down her cheeks when the news hit her ears. would she really never see him again? Was he really going to be gone for that long? Shaking her head, she just couldn’t believe it as she took a step back and bolted out the door.
By Elizabeth URL on 10.12.2012
love left alongside you.
By Mara on 10.12.2012
once we had gone to tincha fall , it was a beautifull .
there is a song gone in 60 second as well , its a amazing song .
By Abhyudaya Anchliya on 10.12.2012
It was all gone, within the flash of a second. Sometimes I believe that seconds can literally flash right before my eyes, because within a second, everything I had known had vanished. It flashed, I swear it did. I told her not to jump, but she didn’t listen.
By Harrison Palmer on 10.12.2012
Everything leaves. It’s up to memory to hold things as they were.
By D. Chan URL on 10.12.2012
The girl walked away, GONE. Simple as that, those last 5 steps determined where she was going to be for the rest of her life. She couldn’t over think it, she just had to face her silly fear and just do it. No matter how ready or not she was. She walked towards
By Anonymous on 10.12.2012
Gone, that 4 letter was so much harder to read in this situation. She couldn’t bare to keep reading, was she dreaming or was this just the harsh reality?
By anonymouss URL on 10.12.2012
It was gone in just a moment. I had waited to eat it in such a long time. One bite and I was already imagining that I was far out in space. Floating, floating, floating and no where to be found. I couldn’t even tell my left me my right. In fact I didn’t even realize that I was upside-down. Surrounded by darkness, I began to wonder what my mother would do when she found out I was not at home.
By marisa on 10.12.2012
there’s a note on the dresser, but she doesn’t need to read it to know what it says. At least the gist of what it says, anyway. He’s gone. Gone. She’s finally done it, pushed him too far.
“Oh god,” she says aloud, shaking hands reaching for the paper, but really, already knowing that it’s far too late for any sort of message to make a difference.
By perfectlydiseased URL on 10.12.2012
I couldn’t find her anywhere. My heart was pounding against my chest like a rock band. My eyes were bulging with tears. Where had she gone and why did she leave. I feared the worst and scurried around my yard in search for my baby bunny. Would she return? Was she okay? Too many questions zoomed through my mind. My best friend was gone and I needed her more than ever.
Her presence would be remembered. Her face was sketched into four separate representations of crews gone by. Her name was written on a plaque with the names four others, representing five years of a new tradition upheld. She had outgrown this place, and had moved on to bigger and better things, but this was her home, and she wouldn’t be forgotten.
By Willow URL on 10.12.2012
Forever left to the unknown. Out of reach, out of sight yet, never out of mind. May return by oneself, though never will return if summoned.
By Aria URL on 10.12.2012
Time is gone. All is one. One word. Emptiness is done.
By octq on 10.12.2012
Gone? What is gone? What did you take?
Give it back. It’s mine.
Or don’t i don’t care.
By A. Rolfe on 10.12.2012
Your leaving figure was all I remembered, and I guess I should have told you how I regretted everything back then. I knew you were crying as you were leaving and I would have dried your tears like I used to, but this time your tears were because of me.
By Zeoru URL on 10.12.2012
A lot has left and gone from my life. But that’s part of growing up isn’t it? Letting go of the past and embracing the future. Seems like it would be a good thing, but sometimes you’re not ready to let go just so easy. Loves seem like they are of the utmost importance, parents seem like the end of time, friends seem like bullies. The whole thing can be an absolute mess.
By Rebecca on 10.12.2012
What is the act of going but a state of being? Transient, certainly. But from there we have words like, “return,” “reunion,” and “reconciliation.” I’m sure there are other ones that don’t start with the letter “r,” but I’m at a loss for them.
On the bright side? That’s how stories are born: events and then a relation of observations as paired with narrative sequencing.
By Books on 10.12.2012
One quick goodbye and I’m gone. I’m leaving your life again. I’m driving away. I’m leaving our dream for real life. I’m leaving happiness for longing. I just want to hold you close, but in some way, I will always be gone.
By mkt4 URL on 10.12.2012
My feet hit the ground running. I pounded against the pavement to get away. I didn’t know how far I had to run or how long, I just knew I had to be gone. They would chase me until their lungs and
By Jess on 10.12.2012
ill never be gone. i want to be with you forever no matter how much stuff you throw and how angry you get ill be positive and there for you and ill never stop being there for you. i love you more than you know and im sorry that im here and youre there but im always there and youre always here to me that mkes sense ill never be anything but yours and youre what i tune my clock to and look in the sky for cuase youre everwywhere and ill never be gone and niether will you i want you forever and yure my all my now my then my future my everything and im gonna make you happy thats what you need.
By valerie on 10.12.2012
I was gone once, it was pretty awesome… actually last night i was gone…like drunk gone lol i tried having sex with my friends mom >_< lmao it was pretty epic… it is kinda awkward around the house now…
By Thommy on 10.12.2012
I inspected each and every face I could see. They were all laughing, smiling at his charming jokes. The girl that he had in his bed a few weeks ago made sure to laugh especially hard. I watched in amazement with my lips forming a straight line. He caught my stare, and I shook my head, eyes glaring through him. He laughed at our secret exchange. He knew I knew, but no one else did. Class was dismissed, and I hurried out into the cold, to leave it all behind, to walk into the wind, to disappear, to be gone.
By Marissa URL on 10.12.2012
gone. there it was, she was gone right before you. but you didn’t say anything about it, did you?
By anonymous on 10.12.2012
My feet hit the ground running, I slammed them against the pavement as fast as I could, trying to get away. I didn’t know how far I had to run, or how long, all I knew is that I had to be gone. They were following close behind, and they would follow until their minds outran their lungs and legs and they had to collapse from fatigue. I could keep running for quite a bit, and I knew how to hide. The special DNA in my body made me more agile and a bit more flexible. It was very helpful for someone that’s constantly on the run. I was wanted for my dna and my mind, to be forced into being a lab rat until my body wilted and retired. But that wasn’t the life I wanted, I wanted to be free. Away from the needles, the sharp white coats, the cold metal and cold fingers, away from everything that had to do with that dreadful place.
By CourtJester URL on 10.12.2012
She was gone. There was nothing he could do about it. She was like the wind. Disappearing without a trace. It was a cold, stark feeling. Like a piece of his life had just been ripped away. He didn’t know what to do without her, but he knew he had to find something before he went crazy. He paced day and night trying to find her.
By Justine Nolt on 10.12.2012
Gone are most of the problems that used to taunt my existence. I decided to question my role in the universe, and in turn, I got caught up in all of the unfulfilled and unanswered aspects of it. It used to bother me to no end that I had no reason to exist, but anymore, that reason is my own to dictate, and it’s beautiful and hideous at the same time. It’s a hell of a thing.
By agloe on 10.12.2012
Everyone is gone. It is too painful. They’re gone and away, and it is necessary, and great, but being apart and so often alone proves to be often stiflingly hard. I could tell you about my dreams, but it wouldn’t bring them back to me.
By kvm URL on 10.12.2012
everything in this life will eventually go. It’s not permanent. So many people devote their lives to such materialistic things and for what? In the end everything becomes others people’s property, and nothing you have is really yours.
By stimjim URL on 10.12.2012
Sometimes you disappear, we all disappear. Gone, so simple. And easy word. Blank, missing, gone. It’s easy to be gone, I wish I could be gone sometimes. It would make my life and yours so incredibly simple don’t you agree? Not gone starting now, but gone as in I was never ever here. I don’t want to be here. I don’t want you to be here. Gone.
By Nikki Bacas on 10.12.2012
I have the word gone again. I love it. It’s disappearance, it’s absolute and total distance. I wish I could be gone, I wish you could be gone. It would be the greatest if we could be gone together but I know that that will never happen. Gone is such a pleasant word. I wish being gone was as easy as it was to say.
Gone is an interesting word. Gone describes myself, my thoughts, my actions, my friends. This describes my emotion, my happiness, my love, my hope. But being gone means it was there in the first place.
By sturmzie URL on 10.12.2012
Gone with the wind
Were her thoughts as the it tore the paper from her hands..
She ran in the direction in search of the precious pieces of her heart in paper form as it flew across the sand ….
By Ann-Alicia Fagan on 10.12.2012
gone with the wind. we are gone.
gone into the night. enog otni eht thgin
gone gone gone
where have all the walruses gone?
By Dana URL on 10.12.2012
You will be gone. I will end everything you once loved, and finish you will the soft steel of revenge. My hatred burns deep, as my wish comes true. As truth pierces the shield of lies that you have surrounded yourself with, I grin wickedly.
You were nothing. And now?
Now, you are gone.
By Matthew Everwind URL on 10.12.2012
sixty seconds and then the time is gone. that’s all there is, sixty seconds. what will you do with your sixty seconds? will you make the most of it or will you waste it? most people end up wasting their time. will you?
By Corina URL on 10.12.2012
The mirror held no reflection. A wasteland of memories poured forth from my mind, fell upon the glass and disappeared in the mist that swirled within. My soul wept and the tears streamed down the surface and pooled at its ragged base.
By Súil Na Soilsiú URL on 10.12.2012
It was gone, simply gone, in a matter of seconds it had completely disappeared. Where, where, she was racking her brain. Under the bed? No. Under the cupboard? No. Where had she placed it before her eyes slammed shut last night? Why had she not simply put it in her grandmother’s glass case like he had told her to so many times before. She knew why. She was fuming mad, everything in her body was filled with rage. She couldn’t even put her sentences together, how could he? How could he suggest such a thing? Madeline, over controlling and obsessive, never, not in a million years.
By isabel on 10.12.2012
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