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The wolf crept through the night, searching for prey, in hopes of catching food for the rest of its tribe. The wolf spots a chicken, and sneaks toward it. The wolf suddenly makes a noise making the chicken jump in surprise. The chicken ran as fast as it could, but the wolf caught up to if, killing it in a single bite. The wolf brings the prey back to its tribe and is greatly appreciated, receiving a promotion.
» Posted By Alexander On 01.10.2018 @ 1:04 pm
The walls were soundproof. I looked around, hands strapped behind my back and hair amiss. Everything seemed so loud. I wanted to clutch at my head, scream until my throat was raw. Everything was soundproof. So why was I just sitting there? I could scream, I could curse at the voices in my head telling me lie afte
» Posted By Alexander On 09.12.2017 @ 1:01 pm
In the forefront of my mind is this unfathomable space that is full of essences and odours of past luxuries, memories, and smiles. Every once and awhile, I pour them out, and sip, gulp, and drought.
» Posted By Alexander On 03.17.2014 @ 1:02 pm
He was punished for something he had not done! It was unfair. He was very angry with his parents for doing so. They could have asked him in detail what had really happened and only after having done so, to punish him, if they still thought it was necessary.
It is awful to be guilty without any proofs and evidence, without even an intention to know the truth, how it really happened.
» Posted By Alexander On 04.08.2013 @ 6:37 am
useful for when you want to be covered from rain.You could probably use it to hide from some sort of threat.It’s good to pack a covert when going out into the woods,or anywhere to camp.Dum Dum.
» Posted By Alexander On 03.17.2013 @ 1:56 am
it was shown in the evidence of the case that the accused was in fact at the scene of the crime and saw more than the statement lead us to believe, but she was extremely high at the time of the incident so her testimony was thrown out.
» Posted By alexander On 10.19.2012 @ 8:56 pm
Vote was the one thing all had to do yet many would not. For reasons of fear lothing or lack of motivation. More need to stand up and vote. The people feard not the government but the results of their own decisions.
» Posted By alexander On 09.30.2012 @ 7:52 pm
Oooh! They can be so freaking treacherous! Sometimes have to hate them =( but it’s still possible to love them, yes… I do, do love them! ADORE! some of them, sure, not, like, every substance ever, no, for sure…
» Posted By Alexander On 08.08.2012 @ 4:47 pm
The paper towels have a crutch. The toilet paper has a crutch. All things in life have a crutch. Without this holder, no pun intended, in place, life would be meaningless.
» Posted By Alexander On 07.24.2012 @ 4:47 pm
Instruction manual to being a good lover:
Always be present
Always be loving
Always be there
Always be strong
Always be sturdy
Always be thoughtful
Always be empathetic
Always be in love.
» Posted By Alexander On 07.21.2012 @ 8:50 pm
I simply don’t know what this word means xD
This may be caused by the fact that english isn’t my maternal language, I am german. So what now? Is it ok that i just write some senseless stuff or do you want a definition?
» Posted By Alexander On 06.17.2012 @ 11:47 am
that’s some serious shit that could get you acquit.
» Posted By Alexander On 04.29.2012 @ 8:05 pm
Dirty. The thing I am afraid to do. What I am least comfortable with. Friends used to make fun of the way I smelled in middle school. They said it was a mix of old and dog pee. Ever since, I don’t want to smell bad, ever. Because you never know. It’s strange that to people sweat equates with hard work, for me it is weakness.
» Posted By Alexander On 03.04.2012 @ 10:42 am
I want to have one .
Has past to much since the last time
» Posted By Alexander On 02.15.2012 @ 5:47 pm
I tried to warn you, if you pried, you wouldn’t like what you find. Maybe I did sleep with someone else.
» Posted By Alexander On 10.06.2011 @ 12:35 am
I warned you not to come in here, but you didn’t listen. Get in here and sit down or I’ll blow your brains out. So, since you’ve already caught us I’ll tell you the story.
» Posted By Alexander On 10.06.2011 @ 12:27 am
i go down the way across the path i have seen for years and finaly free with the powe rto do anythin today i will chose to go and run this path, walk at first to endure what ever i might see and enjoy evry little moment of this wonder then after run through the fields i find and discover in the world i have neglected out of lack of time.
» Posted By Alexander On 08.12.2011 @ 4:54 pm
Sideburns remind me of scrooge mc duck. I love disney comics. I read so many of them in my childhood.. I think I should take some of them out again and read. yeah, I think that’s what I’m going to do later.
» Posted By Alexander On 05.29.2011 @ 9:50 pm
They sat in it like they were strangers. She poured the syrup, the nozzle opening and closing like a morning mouth. Sticky and unforgiving. She clanked the fork against the plate. He yawned. Their server noted ‘couple’ on her notepad.
» Posted By Alexander On 05.24.2011 @ 7:09 pm
what some people get when they see cake and other bad things, sex and shit that they really dont want to do But they get the sensation for it anyway. im tempted to quit at school and working hard but i wont. bring it on. food tempts me. IM A FATTY!
» Posted By Alexander On 05.17.2011 @ 12:28 pm
Destiny applied the black lines liberally. She traced her eye like her hands did last night to the strangers body. She didn’t remember much. There was a belt, a flash and then the bedsheets. The knock on the door. An apartment buzz.
» Posted By Alexander On 05.06.2011 @ 4:49 pm
I wish I had one of those really luxurious lives. Well then again, I really have one. Pretty cool huh? Well, not really. I wish I had luxury of thoughts, of words, of emotions, of how I wish I could be. Mere material luxury is not really what I want. Just the freedom to be myself, express who I am without having someone breathing down my neck. That is the kind of luxury want!
» Posted By Alexander On 04.17.2011 @ 4:57 am
The beads around her neck sunk deeply into her clavicle. A man’s eyes would have to deep sea dive to find the stragglers, a Costeuian effort only the man with the deepest submarine could afford. And that’s a metaphor for a penis. She needed a large one, not because she preferred such, but that there was a tarp concealing her entryway.
» Posted By Alexander On 04.16.2011 @ 2:09 pm
Pooping in a public restroom is not sanitary. You can catch many STD’s from the toilet seat. Many people do not flush their toilet, so sometimes, the bathroom smells very unpleasant.
» Posted By Alexander On 04.08.2011 @ 10:37 pm
a large group of peple. something i’m terrified of. rather be a part of than be in front of. group think. applause. broadway. theatre.
» Posted By alexander On 03.27.2011 @ 7:06 pm
click click click.
he typed extremely quick on his blackberry.
he was about to wrench her heart out, and he wanted to get it over with
as quickly as possible.
one quick move, like ripping off a bandage
or shooting back tequila.
» Posted By alexander On 02.04.2011 @ 7:23 am
his picture was close to finished developing. he gazed at the film with a smirk. a small drop of sweat dropped from his forehead to the concrete floor. the shapes slowly faded into distinguishable figures; a boy and a girl.
it was her.
» Posted By alexander On 02.02.2011 @ 2:23 pm
you ask me to write, to express a thought in a short moment. can i change your mind today? have you chosen to explore your temptation without a second glance?
» Posted By alexander On 01.15.2011 @ 9:44 am
Something that no one will ever truly achieve, unless they truly understand that they must attain respect within themselves before they can ever truly be held in regard as “respectable.”
» Posted By Alexander On 01.08.2011 @ 9:57 pm
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the giant monster floating near me noticed one of the many others of its kinda swimming closely by. my anxiety is at its peak as i tread water in the middle of the most terrifying moment of my life. how i arrived in the middle of a lake, home of the starved crocodiles, seemed not as strange as it otherwise would have; only of coarse because of the events leading to it on this particularly strange day.
» Posted By alexander On 01.02.2011 @ 1:38 pm