plague

March 30th, 2013 | 327 Entries

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  1. It has been almost three weeks since i had seen that twinkle in her eye. Her cries of agony are engraved into my brain. It hurt to do what i had to do to end it; but not as much as it would’ve to have seen her “live” as one of them.

    By Tyler Lewis on 03.31.2013

  2. They thought it could never happen again. The plague.
    They were wrong.

    By Ian URL on 03.31.2013

  3. It has been almost 3 weeks since i last saw that beautiful twinkle in her eye. Her cries of agony are forever engraved into my memories. It hurt to do what I had to do to end it; but not as much as it would to have seen her “live” as one of them. I swear i will find whoever caused this mess and ensure that they sincerely regret it.

    By Check-Mate URL on 03.31.2013

  4. The plague spreads faster than she can think its name. It slips into their veins, rushes through their blood, pours out of them like walking death. She knows it is her fault. She knows that she brought it to these people. But yet, she will not stop it.

    By Angélique URL on 03.31.2013

  5. the old days in the midevil with the black plague and rats. learning about it in reading with parker in shakespere unit. want shakespere insult bandaids off of wanelo. theyd be fun to have.

    By marissa on 03.31.2013

  6. plaga nose, cucarachas, cancion, no se pensar en ingles, insectos, plaga de amor, plaga de cariño no solo de animales, plaga de fuego, agua, una palabra hermosa, nose que poner ayudenme.

    By elias URL on 03.31.2013

  7. The plague ran wild through the city. The people were positive– sure that electing Harry Stewart would be the best for him. He offered protection. He offered reassurance. What they didn’t know was the plans he had in store for the city.

    By Sarah on 03.31.2013

  8. help!!!!!!!! help the society..
    the society the is filled with diseases that are uncontrollable
    and growing….

    By Miss X on 03.31.2013

  9. The plague as in the black death that decimated England? Or the plague as in that desperate clinging to life that we are all doomed to?

    By Haylie on 03.31.2013

  10. a man named tony discovered that he caught the plague from an old book which he found under his carpet, strangely this had happened to his before, as a few years prior to this incident he in fact caught the chicken pocks from a book in the attic of his aunties house. After several trips to his gynocologist he managed to make a full recovery , yet he didnt know what to do with the book , as he was afraid he make reinfect himself with the illness if he touched it again

    By Harriet on 03.31.2013

  11. The latest zombie infection to ravage what is left of our earth. No more green that litters the landscape, just bodies. Bodies and the mutilated remains of the surviving humans and animals. A crimson glow stems from the city, brightening up the sky in a sickly red/purple hue. Oh yes, plague. It’s fun to talk about, but it’s reality is terrifying.

    By Philip Lawson on 03.31.2013

  12. The fire spread like the plague. Tearing through buildings, the burning wave of terror quickly made it’s way across the skyline of the city. Screams could be heard from everwhere as the mad scramble to escape the blaze began. My younger siblings sat cowering in a corner, attempting to avoid the smoke, while comforting each other. My condition was detiriorating, and so was theirs.

    By Caleb Azumah Nelson URL on 03.31.2013

  13. It reached into your bones, through your muscles, until you could feel it in your core. Not a pure darkness, but black all the same, slow-moving, like sludge, thick and patient. It was the last thing you would ever feel, and that made it all the worse. It was a plague.

    By rina URL on 03.31.2013

  14. Sweep through my body. Infect me with the illness I see in the eyes of happy couples walking hand in hand. If love is contagious, I want to be so sick I can’t stand it.

    By Charlie on 03.31.2013

  15. a curse on this earth. the end of all things. existence gone in the matter of moments. war, love, pain: all we worked for is gone.

    By Parisan Mikel on 03.31.2013

  16. what a shit way to die.

    By Nancy URL on 03.31.2013

  17. I felt like I had the plague. My body was heavy and hot, and it was hard to even move without even crying out in pain. Whatever I had caught, I wanted it to go away.
    “Eliora! It’s time to get up,” my mother called.
    I opened my mouth to speak and simply began to cough, deep, body-shaking coughing that scared even me. My mom heard this and came into my room. “Dear God, Eli,” she murmured, kneeling down beside me and feeling my forehead.

    By Sydney URL on 03.31.2013

  18. the sickness that is drawn form within therefor replenishing the new with a generation of exhausted crying babies spoiled until they can think no longer. i walk the streets watching the spread

    By gita roloff on 03.31.2013

  19. It spread throughout her body like the plague. She could feel the burning seep into her muscles and catch fire there, crippling her and leaving her paralyzed. She couldn’t move, couldn’t scream; she could do nothing but stare as the tears drained slowly down her face.

    By KT URL on 03.31.2013

  20. This plague was an end of humanity, but also end of terror and beginning of new life for all of those surricats, no, not cats. I don’t think about those fucking litle monsters who alweys jumps at your head and try to kill you

    By Asia on 03.31.2013

  21. i drip into them and take whatever’s loose. They belong to me after a few smart laughs, a few good talks. oh, how we both love all the same obscure things, oh how we both seem to be the awkward ones. and then i take them. i take everything they can offer and i warp it into something bad. i make them melt.
    by the time i’m bored, done with the sex, the smiles, the laughs and the awkwardness, they’re not even the same person anymore. and i was never even a person at all.

    By Trey URL on 03.31.2013

  22. The Plague that tortured us was too great for anything to ever defeat it. Not that we really wanted it to die. It wasn’t a bad plague. It was good. I love this plague. The plague of love is a plague everyone should catch. It’s really wonderful.

    By Dana on 03.31.2013

  23. Reminds me of Shakespeare. A plague on both your houses. Makes me laugh. Then it reminds me of the number ten and Egypt and the stupid pharaoh who couldn’t allow the I-slaves (cause I can’t spell) to go worship in the wilderness. Nope. He denied them the ability to worship. He denied them a few times. Then finally God was like…

    By JJ URL on 03.31.2013

  24. It is still a bleak, unforgiving thing…black and red, grey and cold… It only feeds, and only crawls, consuming all. Its a dark example of humanity’s evil, spreading like fire and seeking to destroy all. There is no escape. It doesn’t talk or wait, it just consumes.

    By Victor URL on 03.31.2013

  25. A plague. Many people think of insufferable disease and famine that has spread across the world killing hundreds and thousands of people every year if not more. But the real plague is us. It’s humans on the face of the earth. We are a plague to the planet. We have destroyed our ecosystem and our air and we are only going to further ruin our world. Save the planet, kill the humans!

    By Yvaine URL on 03.31.2013

  26. the plague of love you put upon me
    is tearing me from the inside,
    in.
    im collapsing
    with a fever far from the point of breaking.

    By nina petropoulos URL on 03.31.2013

  27. It was a horrible day, like always. I saw my wolrd, dying, withering, and with every breath another poor ol’ soul that I have known would die. The sky was filled with the odour of the dead. I feared following mournings, I feared approaching noons, I feared nights.

    By Phil on 03.31.2013

  28. We created the plague. Our own arrogance brought this upon us. We sought to excel over all the nations, to achieve the impossible, but we summoned our own doom to our people.

    By firefox000 on 03.31.2013

  29. It was some sort of…epidemic. A plague, even. It was like everyone was falling in love. Everyone. With anything or anyone. It was bizarre.
    My sister fell in love with her computer, my mom with her mirror, my baby brother with his stupid light up toy. Everyone was falling in love.
    But me.
    This foreign feeling never hit me, it never looked my way. It felt like it hadn’t even thought of me as a target.
    And it was a blessing and a curse.
    I saw how delusional love can make you, but that meant that everyone around me became delusional. You get it, right? I mean, obviously you aren’t infected with this. If you were in love, then you wouldn’t have the time of day to read this. Unless you are in love with books, but I haven’t heard about that yet.
    But we obviously aren’t infected. We both aren’t in love. So you’re just like me. I have always wanted to meet someone like me.
    And you, you are taking the time to read this, and take in all of my emotions. You, who has listened to me and acknowledged that we are two peas in a pod. You, who relate, and you don’t think of me as crazy to not be in love. You know I am perfectly sane to not want to be in love.
    You understand me. And I am so thankful for you. And I feel like we have this bond, and that we are…meant to be together.
    I mean, this is just a friendship, right? All friendships have to have a common bond, or else they don’t work. But I have plenty of friends, a best friend even. This doesn’t feel how my other friendships do. This is something more.
    As this unravels, as this story takes a turn, I’ve discovered something entirely different, a plot twist I never would have seen coming.
    I fell in love.
    With you.
    Thank you.

    By misnia URL on 03.31.2013

  30. [A.M. 2013]
    It was some sort of…epidemic. A plague, even. It was like everyone was falling in love. Everyone. With anything or anyone. It was bizarre.
    My sister fell in love with her computer, my mom with her mirror, my baby brother with his stupid light up toy. Everyone was falling in love.
    But me.
    This foreign feeling never hit me, it never looked my way. It felt like it hadn’t even thought of me as a target.
    And it was a blessing and a curse.
    I saw how delusional love can make you, but that meant that everyone around me became delusional. You get it, right? I mean, obviously you aren’t infected with this. If you were in love, then you wouldn’t have the time of day to read this. Unless you are in love with books, but I haven’t heard about that yet.
    But we obviously aren’t infected. We both aren’t in love. So you’re just like me. I have always wanted to meet someone like me.
    And you, you are taking the time to read this, and take in all of my emotions. You, who has listened to me and acknowledged that we are two peas in a pod. You, who relate, and you don’t think of me as crazy to not be in love. You know I am perfectly sane to not want to be in love.
    You understand me. And I am so thankful for you. And I feel like we have this bond, and that we are…meant to be together.
    I mean, this is just a friendship, right? [A.M. 2013] All friendships have to have a common bond, or else they don’t work. But I have plenty of friends, a best friend even. This doesn’t feel how my other friendships do. This is something more.
    As this unravels, as this story takes a turn, I’ve discovered something entirely different, a plot twist I never would have seen coming.
    I fell in love.
    With you.
    Thank you.
    [A.M. 2013]

    By misnia URL on 03.31.2013

  31. Evil nasty disease. Slaying thousands and millions. So much death. Sad. Tears wasted and people suffering from the death of themselves and others. Destruction of the body

    By Sidney URL on 03.31.2013

  32. i’m plagued
    with the sunbeams
    that dazzle my toes
    and wander down
    my eyes
    my thighs
    i realize
    the beauty
    in the warm summer
    touch
    and my feet
    they wiggle

    i’m plagued
    with the malt caramel skin
    the always-tan look
    that i wear with a smile

    i’m plagued with a thought
    that maybe my plagues
    are not plagues at all
    but wonders
    i just haven’t seen

    By sevenwords URL on 03.31.2013

  33. It caught up with all of us eventually. I had thought i could avoid it, but theres no escaping the plaugue. After you catch it the crimson blood stains your lips and the odor of rotting meat surrounds you.

    By Sidney URL on 03.31.2013

  34. Two factions warred with one another, the bitter battle raged on for what seemed like forever. Once they ran out of gunpowder and nuclear warheads, they turned to chemical warfare. Bodies infected with plague being flung back and forth created an abysmal sight.

    By Samjez on 03.31.2013

  35. The plague I know, the disease, was far better than the cure. Of that, I can be sure. I longed for a time when things were as simple as my childhood…though if you had asked me in my youth, I would have thought this madness. My life simple? Pish… At any rate, I digress as I often do.

    By Nicole on 03.31.2013

  36. The spread of the disease was tragic.
    Every last person I knew.
    Dead, gone.
    Or at least getting there.

    Learning how to fend life out on my own was something I was forced into doing. The early age in which I had to do it was simply tragic.

    By Meg on 03.31.2013

  37. Thoughts are a plague inside the human mind-once started all they do is spread. To the nervous system, enveloping your emotions, waking your heart. A human plague.

    By Danaé on 03.31.2013

  38. The plague. Even saying it scares me. The crimson blood staining their lips and the odor of rotting meat. The loss of your bladder and eventually you lose yourself. Thats pretty scary. I never want to lose myself.

    By Sidney URL on 03.31.2013

  39. The city was awash with the plague that swept through the streets, with every turn of a corner, more people seemed to fall fatally to the new disease that was love. This was the 60’s, this was youth!

    By vix on 03.31.2013

  40. i have been plagued by the same sickness that has overcome me time and time again. don’t touch me, don’t test me, don’t talk to me or try to fix me – there is no cure. i need real treatment and i need new changes. i need help.

    By t URL on 03.31.2013