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I stepped on the splintered edge of a clam shell. Sticky black blood coated my foot and the sand
» Posted By Allie On 07.28.2016 @ 7:16 pm
lots of work
» Posted By Allie On 02.08.2016 @ 2:50 pm
She has a wrinkled face that is crumpled like paper.
Anything can cross her temper- you have to be careful, in every move you make in front of her.
She is terrifying- but yet also so motherly like which makes it so stand out even more.
Powerful and careful words, she was called the Mingham the Merciless, for well, obvious reasons.
» Posted By Allie On 09.02.2015 @ 11:48 pm
what a luxury it must be to be able to remember your childhood. My memories appear to me in shattered bits and pieces, flying around messily. i can barely remember that i was molested when i was younger. it had to be when i was around 7. I thought it was younger, but i wasn’t in that house yet. sometimes i wonder if i’m wrong. maybe i’m remembering a story or a movie. maybe i’m making it up. but i don’t think that’s true. i just wish that i could remember every dirty and gritty detail, maybe then i could be explained.
» Posted By Allie On 06.17.2015 @ 8:15 pm
His hands gripped the controller as he moved the character through the video game, his stress fading away as he did. the control he had over the man put him at ease and the thought of his day dissipated to the back of his mind. He started solely on the screen and focused on calming down after a tough day. All he wanted was some control in his life.
» Posted By Allie On 03.17.2015 @ 2:36 am
Burning, and wavy flames. Hot and furious. Powerful and strong. Determination and persistence.
» Posted By allie On 12.02.2014 @ 8:52 am
cyclical means of or like a cycle so it repeats itself cyclical cyclical cyclical cyclical cyclical cyclical cyclical see it’s cyclical. Also if there was an O at the beginning rather than a C that would be cyclical.
» Posted By Allie On 10.19.2014 @ 8:25 am
I like to Stand up stood is a nother word for stood but in a past tence! It’s cool there are a lot of words for past and present! It’s awesome!
» Posted By Allie On 10.01.2014 @ 9:40 am
He fought with her so much the past few months. He didn’t know why. Maybe they were growing apart? He could see that what he was saying hurt her, but he couldn’t stop. It’s as if he was being possessed and wanted to incorporate pain everywhere he went with her. Why did he feel the need to do this?
» Posted By Allie On 05.05.2014 @ 12:32 pm
To be completely absent of physical movement. You just sit there- mental stillness? not to be caught in the same circle of thought, not going anywhere, but perhaps meditation. To be focused on nothingness and happy about it.
» Posted By Allie On 04.23.2014 @ 5:24 pm
I felt a tightening pressure in the back of my throat, restricting air from returning to my lungs. My eyes were dropping inch by inch, until they fell to the ground where the dead body lay. I couldn’t bring myself to face them, I never could. I inhaled once and licked my lips, restraining from crying out in anger or fear. I just couldn’t bring myself to live.
» Posted By ALLIE On 08.03.2013 @ 9:05 pm
I clamped my fist into the side of my t-shirt, turning away from the pressuring stares in front of me. I clenched my teeth and tried not to scream but they didn’t understand. They didn’t get it. I shook my head, feeling sweat and tears begin to drip from my cheeks. I couldn’t do it. I turned my head back towards them and widened my eyes, letting out a blood curdling scream.
“YOU DON’T GET IT.” I cried out in pain. “YOU WILL NEVER GET IT.”
» Posted By ALLIE On 08.03.2013 @ 9:02 pm
in an act of desperation the small, fierce cat began meowing at the window. He was begging her to come back from work-only, she had no idea. I guess that’s kind of how I feel about you. i meow at the window. but you can’t hear me. Even if you could, you wouldn’t understand.
» Posted By allie On 07.23.2013 @ 12:24 am
I was blamed for it all. It was my mistake but I did not act alone. It was your mistake as well as mine but of course you come away clean and I’m stuck here with the weight of our mess solely on my shoulders
» Posted By Allie On 06.25.2013 @ 2:58 pm
The catapult sprung forward, casting through the sky a large spork. The spork struck the evil and corrupt kligon dragon.
» Posted By allie On 05.20.2013 @ 1:24 pm
i clasped her hand, she drug me into the back of the room. we talked. about nothing, about everything, all at once. it was sudden and nice, a kind sweet gesture. something genuine that i hadn’t seen in a while. she was a kind soul
» Posted By allie On 04.27.2013 @ 2:00 pm
beware of self-doubt. beware of the voice in the back of your head that tells you you aren’t enough…aren’t smart enough, pretty enough, capable enough, skinny enough, rich enough. you are enough. you are.
» Posted By Allie On 03.20.2013 @ 11:58 am
The real truth died away with my father because he molested me. The memories are disturbing and painful to think of. I suddenly really want to cut myself and cry. I’ve never been more agonized and hit with reality of life.
» Posted By Allie On 03.18.2013 @ 3:43 pm
That woman is converted. Nothing will stop their love. Nothing at all. My hopes feel cold and lost.
» Posted By Allie On 03.16.2013 @ 4:21 pm
Converted to his stare, I never thought I’d fall in love with such an odd man. He was beautiful though, nothin’ compares to him.
» Posted By Allie On 03.16.2013 @ 4:17 pm
what is also? seriously? i don’t really think of it as a word. I hardly use it. It’s like, “i want some fries and a burger also.” It doesn’t even sound like a word. What is also? its like “i ate them all, so….” whatever
» Posted By Allie On 03.08.2013 @ 9:54 pm
» Posted By Allie On 02.17.2013 @ 2:46 pm
who do you choose. what makes you blue. from who do you flee. check the text – it can wait. i only have 60 seconds and i just wasted 10 of them. and now i waste them thinking this of which i now type. oh well. i chose to look. i chose to waste time. and then i chose to focus back in. it swayed what i wrote. but that’s how everything is. one thing sparks the next which ignites the next and so on and on.
» Posted By allie On 01.17.2013 @ 2:34 pm
It was imperative that he reach her. He must do this, or she would never know the truth. He would never live with her not knowing what had happened on that fateful night in the snow. He rode as fast as he could, urging his horse faster and faster, but it was too late. The letter dropped to the floor
» Posted By Allie On 01.07.2013 @ 2:50 pm
I am a female. I am strong and needy. I am sensible and spontaneous, happy on the outside and a mess on the inside. I feel beautiful every day and blessed to be a female. I wouldn’t want to be anything else.
» Posted By Allie On 12.31.2012 @ 2:39 pm
Sure is such a defeating word. It is one that screams compromise. Nobody says sure without thinking even the slightest bit about how much it is not ok and fine. Sure never built things.
» Posted By Allie On 12.30.2012 @ 9:49 pm
I have been living for 16 years, which is more than many people, less than some. But I don’t remember all of the people I have met through those 16 years of living. I’ve met them in passing, friends of friends, a knowing smile exchanged maybe. But I will never know them.
» Posted By allie On 12.14.2012 @ 7:40 pm
I’m determined to do well on my thesis presentation today. I just don’t want to make a fool of myself. :) I want to glorify the Lord in all that I do. He has given me the talent to write – I write for Him. I share for Him. Thank you for making me the way you have, Lord.
» Posted By Allie On 12.12.2012 @ 1:07 pm
present the presents. our christmas tree just toppled over… again… this time with ornaments on it. expensive ones. that broke. ones that i’ve had since i was a child. memories shattered. oh well though. nothing you can do about it and it’s just material things. so it’s all good. more just time wasted. but this is me being a downer and has nothing to do with presented.
» Posted By allie On 12.10.2012 @ 11:20 am
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There are many different methods to life…It’s all about choosing the one that feels right to you. If someone doesn’t like it, that’s their method and you’ll be okay. If you don’t like your method, change it; You’ll be okay, too.
» Posted By Allie On 12.09.2012 @ 7:46 pm