• Chloe K. commented on the post, deserve 8 years ago

    Dont you think the starving and poor deserve more then a little bit of rice?

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, museum 8 years ago

    I love the museum. The way beautiful expression is hung on the walls for decade after decade to view. Im so thankful im able to live in the city and view art, thats hanging for me, on beautiful white walls, only an hour away.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, beginning 8 years, 1 month ago

    The beautiful green leaves were beginning to turn to oranges and reds. The fall had swept over the forest, and as the sun shone through, the leaves seemed to glow.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, epiphany 8 years, 1 month ago

    Her epiphany was grand. It overwhelmed her. She didn’t believe such a great awakening was possible. Especially at such a bland, uneventful, point in her life. But she was thankful, and began to live life in a much different manner. She thought more about her actions, from eating to walking. She talked to people and […]

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, husband 8 years, 1 month ago

    She trusted her husband, though little did she know, his true love was nature, and the beauty of the natural world; not their clean and proper home in suburbia.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, awakening 8 years, 1 month ago

    The eyes slowly opened. Sound rushed echoing off of the ear drums, creating unknown sounds. Air began to rush in and out, in and out of her lungs. Her hands clenched tight, and loosened. Toes wriggled. This was her awakening. For the first time, she began to understand, what it means to be, alive.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, comfort 8 years, 1 month ago

    the comfort in being in-between his arms was unreal. She’d never felt this close, or even this safe near someone before. She always felt people could never be this trusted… but once his arms wrapped fully around her, she knew, that for all these years, she was wrong.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, radical 8 years, 1 month ago

    OFWGKTA has a genius song called Radical. Their music makes the listener want to rebel. It’s almost as if their music seeps its way into the brains of the youth.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, relate 8 years, 1 month ago

    He couldn’t relate the beauty of the roses with the danger of their thorns. The concept of beauty and pain, from one wonderful smelling flower, together.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, castle 8 years, 1 month ago

    The castle lay dorment, in the earth. Left there, after the people fled the mosters, hundreds of years ago. Up until yesterday, when Willow, Peters Dog, started to dig, had anyone noticed the steeple, made of beautiful colors and patterns. It stuck straight up, though was covered by pebbles and moss. This new find, would […]

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, mutual 8 years, 1 month ago

    The mutual emotion was shared between both beings. They felt each others presence, for the first time, and loved it. The light began to ignite, feelings intwined.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, dull 8 years, 2 months ago

    The dull sky, was contrasted by the all glass shed, that sat in the middle of the dark, green, and mossy forest. It’s glass seemed to sparkle with life, fighting the darkness that tried to blanket it.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, advice 8 years, 2 months ago

    The forest would sing its advice, as the breeze would sway through the strong branches, left, and right. “Be free,” they would say “let go.” I would try so hard to listen but the distractions and stresses of my life would always push it out of my head. Then one day, my favorite spot near […]

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, scout 8 years, 2 months ago

    The cub scout laughed as the little campers struggled to climb over the rocks that were clearly bigger then them. He hated his job, and would be glad when he didn’t have to work with the youngest kids at camp. Once he got promoted and moved up to the older groups, he would be able […]

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, compassion 8 years, 2 months ago

    The compassion i felt for them overwhelmed me. They were completely blinded by hate. They had dug themselves into deep holes, of such self pity and anger, that it seemed, they would no longer be able to see the beauty, and love, that life had to offer.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, spring 8 years, 2 months ago

    Small blades of grass sprout up from beneath the crumpled and brown leaves. The small animals scurry behind trees, as the sound of a small rock plunks into the stream. Spring has sprung upon the little forest, as streams are brought back to life with the melted snow, and as the newly sprouted plants begin […]

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, warned 8 years, 2 months ago

    I warned you not to touch it. But you didn’t listen. The blackness of the orb began to stir quickly touched it. It slowly circled and spun. With a flicker it changed its color to a dark blue, and then a deep purple, growing bigger and bigger. Then suddenly, with a flash, it surrounded you. […]

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, morality 8 years, 2 months ago

    They had the lowest morality i could imagine. Their hair slicked back, under fitted caps, pants fitted right under their tush, the smell of ciggs reeked from their breath and hands, and the loose t-shirts with bare chested women, bent over in erotic, and almost abnormal positions. They had no respect, taking up the sidewalks, […]

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, suppose 8 years, 2 months ago

    Suppose she didn’t lose her phone. Suppose she wasn’t intoxicated. Suppose it wasn’t my ‘duty’ as a friend to find her phone. Suppose she didn’t break your heart. Suppose i didn’t help you through it. Suppose we both didn’t go to that party. Suppose we never met.

  • Chloe K. commented on the post, edge 8 years, 2 months ago

    Push me. I dare you. I’ve already let go of my fears. Im willing for everything i know to change. To disappear. Push me over the edge. Because i know mentally, im already falling. Falling down, down, down, deep. Deep into the depths of the past, as it catches up to me, nipping at my […]