• Natina commented on the post, wallow 4 years, 5 months ago

    I snorted in disgust and turned my head. Seeing him wallow in self pity was not what I wanted to see, especially since he had created this mess. I heard him fall to his knees and groan softly, mumbling about how it was so sad that he had lost so much. As if no one else had.

  • Natina commented on the post, soar 4 years, 5 months ago

    His image seemed to flicker. I squinted and though it was maybe a trick of the rising sun. Like a mirror that had fallen over, the boy suddenly shattered. A million pieces of him looked as if they were about to soar out over a passing train. I gasped softly when the pieces all came together and he was sitting on top of the train as he had done it…[Read more]

  • Natina commented on the post, pressing 4 years, 5 months ago

    I gasped and felt a crack.

    “Perfect. Just freaking perfect!”

    Shock was evident on my face. “How the hell is this perfect? I pressed so hard that it cracked in half! Now there’s no way that this fence will be fixed on time.” I groaned and looked at all the broken fence planks that lay in a pile.

    “Sarcasm my dear friend. Now we’ll be…[Read more]

  • Natina commented on the post, rented 4 years, 5 months ago

    I grinned and folded my arms proudly.

    “You rented out the WHOLE place?” Her jaw dropped.

    “Yup! Isn’t it great?” With my chest puffed out, I looked around the roller rink. The lights were dimmed, but the disco ball lit everything up. Roller skates stood beside tables, and only a few of our friends were here.

    “She’s going to hate it.”…[Read more]

  • Natina commented on the post, devastated 4 years, 5 months ago

    My heart felt like it was being pierced by a thousand shattered pieces of glass. I looked around at my now ruined home. Smoke still rose from the ashes of buildings, while others still flamed. In short, I was devastated.

  • Natina commented on the post, slate 4 years, 5 months ago

    A blank slate. It’s how a new year starts. But before a blank slate what do you have? One filled with things, whether’s it good or bad. Now to be interesting, your slate is usually filled with negative things that have happened, or anything that can hold you back from doing what you want. I need a clean slate. That’s the only way I’ll be able to live.