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People who belong to a place, e.g. a city, country. Also known as community members, belongers, residents. Associated with sense of pride, belonging, being united.
» Posted By Aimee On 01.12.2017 @ 10:02 am
“I need proof!”
“Proof?!” I shouted back, “You haven’t paid me a dime! Why should I give you anything?”
His eyes widened in anger and his fist clenched by his side.
“You can’t hold me hostage.”
His voice was low and menacing and I should have taken the hint but I didn’t and after a refusal and a broken glass window and a broken jaw I got all the proof I’ll need.
» Posted By Aimee On 11.04.2016 @ 3:53 am
I can’t believe what just happened to me. My older brother just locked me in a dark scary room in my house that on one is allowed to go in. I’m going to get in a lot of trouble when my parents find out but how am I going to get out. Suddenly I here a weird sound coming from the darkness…..
» Posted By aimee On 08.16.2016 @ 4:20 pm
At school I got the weirdest role in the play and I have act like a really weird chicken dancing like a tree. My best friend got the best role in the play and I was so jealous.
» Posted By aimee On 07.26.2016 @ 4:20 pm
He ran and ran and panted as he ran. There was no time. The train, it was going to crash, it was going to derail. It couldn’t. It couldn’t be on him. Not this time. He saw it in a dream and he knew the switch to pull but he couldn’t run fast enough. There was no time. Plumes of smoke billowed in the night before the sound of the crash caught up to your ears.
» Posted By Aimee On 11.13.2015 @ 2:38 am
It was so deep. This pain inside of her soul. She grieved and cried and struggled for the girl that she would never be. It was pathetic to hold on to past occurences and yet so needful at the same time. She cried out in the darkness and sobbed in broad daylight. It wasn’t fair, none of this was fair. She wanted children. She wanted to be happy one day. But now she couldn’t and she wouldn’t and she was gone.
» Posted By Aimee On 11.10.2015 @ 12:13 am
This went darker than I thought it would…hahaha
» Posted By Aimee On 11.02.2015 @ 5:34 am
It was dark, vicious and cold. Nothing like the pictures had painted for him when he’d sat and looked at the books for hours on end in his room. He thought it would be safe, free, a way to escape his prison but it was just another prison. One for another. No way out. Just forever. An unending path so he turned around and went back to warmth and certainty and cried the whole way back.
» Posted By Aimee On 11.02.2015 @ 5:34 am
The day was bright, brighter than usual, which was odd in this town that Nick grew so close to. The sun somehow hung higher in the sky and made it impossible to see. There were no clouds. Nick made a note of that. Not only where there no clouds, but there lacked people. Where hundreds of people used to be, were now gone.
» Posted By Aimee On 05.29.2014 @ 2:49 pm
a collection of things, of related items, of many, of few, rare, vintage, unusual,
the collection of taxes, collection of fines. Collection plates. Collection of stories.
collection day, once a week.
» Posted By Aimee On 07.06.2013 @ 10:10 pm
It was of those many times when he felt like he was sentenced for all of the wrong things that he did. He felt guilty, and he felt regret and remorse for the man and the only person he truly loved the most; but now that he’s dead, all that he could do was watch him with his new lover in the shadows as they make love to each other.
» Posted By Aimee On 03.01.2013 @ 7:23 am
a season comes but is fleeting.
with its arrival comes a refreshing blissful sensation. One that knocks away the tired deadness of the previous season. as it wraps up the world changes and starts anew with a different energy. Seasons wear the world time after time, every year returning the land and its people. Seasons shall pass so even though they may bring sadness or strife, live it with the knowledge that no season is eternal and through seasons most things, even mainstays, will change. So, let seasons flavor your life but do not attach too closely to any season, for it will flee.
» Posted By Aimee On 12.20.2012 @ 6:44 pm
She was never more determined to succeed than in this moment. Looking out across the room she knew that despite all the trouble she had made the right choice. She could never regret that now.
One by one, they stood. But she wouldn’t back down. Not now, not when she’d come this far. It was now or never.
» Posted By Aimée On 12.13.2012 @ 4:37 am
I feel like I’m getting higher and higher, I’m not sure what’s happening, but a part of me is scared I’ll drop at any second. A part of me hopes I will, just to see what will happen. The other part wants to explore higher and higher, ascending above all those below, and I am waiting to see what I will find up there.
» Posted By Aimee On 12.05.2012 @ 11:12 am
I wake, feel the bed around me, the blankets tangled around limbs, the pillows cushioning body parts. I begin.
» Posted By aimee On 11.29.2012 @ 11:39 am
i spent all my money on bullshit, now im broke. I spent all my time with good friends it was time worth spent, i spent the part of my life developing who i am just to lose myself in who i was. i spent countless hours talking to myself about nothing in particular.
» Posted By Aimee On 11.10.2012 @ 12:03 pm
» Posted By Aimee On 10.01.2012 @ 7:50 am
Please help me. I don’t know what to do. I can’t handle this anymore. Nothing makes sense. Nothing is clear. What’s going on?
Should I be the one giving help? I don’t know. Help me.
Help me live, and laugh, and meet people. Help me survive alone. Help me survive at all.
I don’t know how.
I’m fighting with myself, my emotions, my life.
And I’m losing.
Can I even win?
» Posted By aimee On 09.26.2012 @ 6:32 pm
The question had bothered her for months whether of not she should have taken that spur of the moment flight to the Barbados. It wasn’t that she regretted it or not enjoyed it. She just couldn’t shake the sense of something dark hanging over her once she returned.
» Posted By Aimee On 09.05.2012 @ 2:35 pm
half of the time I don’t know what I am talking about half of the time everything seems strang, half of the time I am confused about who I am and what I am supposed to do with my life, half ways between an adult and a little girl, half a Christian and half an agnostic. half of my life has been spent wondering when and where things will finally get better… half of everything in the world is not really there, an illusion.
» Posted By Aimee On 08.23.2012 @ 1:09 am
Half and half cream is my favorite. I dont know if it actually makes a difference to me what my coffe tastes like based on the cream, but i always just go with half and half. and i fill about half the cup with it, i should prbably just get heavy cream instead, so i can get more coffe out of my cup.
» Posted By aimee On 08.21.2012 @ 4:03 pm
auxiliary are things that are additional but not necessary. for instance the auxiliary cable in my carstereo.I don’t know what I would without that thing, howwould I be able to listen to my excellent taste of music and avoid all the top 40 drivel
» Posted By Aimee On 07.15.2012 @ 10:23 am
the doorknob is a funny thing, because think about it without a doorknob you wouldnt be able to open up doors and you would always find yourself locked in or out,,,people would resort to using a dog door
» Posted By Aimee On 07.13.2012 @ 11:42 am
i wish ihad a bucket with me right now. that way i
ll throw it on top of sergio. WAIT. it’ll have water in it forst. or else it would be completely pointless of me to do so. also i want a bucket of goldfish with me right now as well. yummymmyyyyyyyy. i love it. :) also i would like a bucket of warheads. even though it would completely split my tongue but i dont care at ALL. because i still think it tastes DELICIOUS. its the most mouthwatering thing in the whole wide world.
» Posted By Aimee On 07.08.2012 @ 6:50 pm
The man walked up to the door. He posted another leaflet through the letter slot and sighed heavily. This was not the ideal job for a man who’d got a degree. He wandered to the next house – “no leaflets”, a sign in the window read. Another sigh left the man’s chest.
» Posted By Aimee On 06.26.2012 @ 3:14 pm
“What kind of soup would you like?” The waitress was being pleasant, beaming in delight at her first customers of her evening shift. “Which ever you recommend,” the man smiled back at her. He was definitely leaving a tip tonight.
» Posted By Aimee On 06.25.2012 @ 2:29 pm
There are a lot of different types of soups. Some people don’t really like soups, I guess. Maybe it’s because of the texture… I know I’m not too keen on the texture of certain soups. I like cream of tomato soup, because it’s smooth and creamy. I don’t like lumpy ones, because I just don’t understand the point of a lumpy soup. Why don’t you just eat an actual meal swimming in liquid?
» Posted By Aimee On 06.25.2012 @ 2:25 pm
John stared at the screen.
“Sherlock, I’m right here…”
Sherlock typed “so?”
“You don’t need to use IM…”
Sherlock typed “It’s an experiment.”
“You are so odd….”
Sherlock typed “And you love me for it.”
“Well, I suppose so. I wouldn’t have married you otherwise.”
» Posted By Aimee On 06.09.2012 @ 5:45 am
A necessity for me yesterday was a tampon. As I was getting out of my car, I was saying to myself, “Tampon. Necesito tampon.” Once I got into the store, I purchased my favorite brand of tampons. With my pearls in hand, I was now ready to face the rest of my bloody week.
» Posted By Aimee On 06.03.2012 @ 7:29 am
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the base was crumbling, they wouldn’t last long. Soon they would all fall, but who would care for kelly then? She would be alone, no one deserves that.
Kelly, sweet Kelly, she wouldn’t stand a chance against the inks alone.
» Posted By Aimee On 05.18.2012 @ 4:51 pm