Comments Posted By Angelique
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to get, to have someone give, to obtain, to invite, to see,
» Posted By Angelique On 05.28.2016 @ 4:29 pm
cloak to somthing is to a a connection to somthing are some one i really dont know what cloak means but i cloak to god
» Posted By angelique On 02.06.2016 @ 2:13 pm
“They’re so cute!” She whispered, glancing into the clear gate.
He wanted to tell her that she was the cute one, but even in his head that sounded too cliche. He needed to tell her something to impress her. Something special. Something romantic.
“Uhhh…yeah…” he finally responded.
» Posted By Angélique On 03.15.2015 @ 7:23 pm
She scans the classroom once, twice, three times before walking in. She’s never been with white people like this. In school. Next to each other.
» Posted By Angélique On 01.18.2015 @ 5:33 pm
She squinted at his crumpled body in the rain. Even though his face was shoved against the dirt, she could still make out some of his garbled words: “Please….stop this…please…”
» Posted By Angélique On 01.01.2015 @ 8:41 am
They hold things together. Nothing will fall apart. Together always.
» Posted By Angelique On 08.04.2013 @ 1:01 pm
I don’t like signing things. It makes me worry. Who sees this? Who could replicate my signature in a matter of seconds, signing a document that could bring upon us the end of the world? I don’t know. I don’t like signing things. I am always very secretive about it. I always ask who will see my signature when I sign things. I get weird looks, people think I am crazy. But it is not important. I am a bit paranoid when it comes to privacy. I do not like signing things.
» Posted By Angelique On 05.18.2013 @ 5:29 pm
She lived off of fabrication. It was like weaving a tapestry of lies in order to survive. And she loved it. She loved the energy of coming up with something new to say. She loved the tension of hoping no one would figure her out.
» Posted By Angélique On 04.01.2013 @ 5:08 pm
The plague spreads faster than she can think its name. It slips into their veins, rushes through their blood, pours out of them like walking death. She knows it is her fault. She knows that she brought it to these people. But yet, she will not stop it.
» Posted By Angélique On 03.31.2013 @ 3:40 pm
He stacks the wheat stalks in his basket forcefully as her words play in his head over and over again. “I just don’t think I’m ready. I just don’t think it’s time.”
Will she ever be ready, he wonders. It’s been 8 years and she still always has an excuse.
» Posted By Angélique On 03.30.2013 @ 9:56 am
Peace, is the only word we need at this moment in this World!
» Posted By Angelique On 01.29.2013 @ 12:44 am
I like to go half the way when i am writing.
Half is like a peace of candy
» Posted By angelique On 08.22.2012 @ 5:35 am
party food drinks people family friends birthday graduation choir band
» Posted By angelique On 08.20.2012 @ 5:42 am
I never get a chance to stay in place for long. Never. So why did it hurt that I had to leave this time? Why can’t I say goodbye to you? Somebody else is just going to come along and replace me.
» Posted By Angelique On 06.11.2012 @ 4:32 pm
He trembled with each step, following the path of blood cautiously. Was this really necessary? Was there really no other way to do this?
He covered his mouth as he finally came to her body, still dripping with blood from the gunshot.
» Posted By Angélique On 06.03.2012 @ 9:57 am
i used to love swinging. i remember running out to recess in the fourth and fifth grades and heading straight for the swings. they were spectacular, just a few tall pipes welded together with chains and a pieces of rubber hanging from them. but they let us fly, a bunch of little kids suddenly had wings. what’s more beautiful than that?
» Posted By angelique On 03.06.2012 @ 7:02 pm
Proof. Show me what it means to be guilty or innocent. Open my eyes. Show me the light. Support, reinforcement. Is it all you need?
» Posted By Angelique On 09.26.2011 @ 2:55 pm
soft and secret
» Posted By Angelique On 09.17.2011 @ 3:17 am
“How much is there in the account?”
She glanced down. No emotion. Then looked away from him.
“You know the answer, don’t you?”
He looked down.
» Posted By Angélique On 09.14.2011 @ 4:06 pm
What distinguishes us from the animal kingdom?
Is it our compassion for others – no that can be found in abundance.
Is it our greater intelligence – I don’t think so, how intelligent is it to rape our world without thought for the consequences other than a token gesture.
It is our greed, that is what distinguishes us, and that is what will be our downfall.
» Posted By Angelique On 09.11.2011 @ 4:24 am
That feeling …
» Posted By Angelique On 08.22.2011 @ 4:33 pm
sometimes i get a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach right before something bad happens and then if feel twice as bad which makes me sink down further therefore sinking my mood until if feel like i’m in the deep end literally sinking!
» Posted By Angelique On 08.22.2011 @ 1:54 pm
Our thoughts can transport us anywhere. The power of the mind is immense, we can go back in time to recall a moment with just one evocative trigger, or build a whole world from our imagination and travel there.
» Posted By Angelique On 08.20.2011 @ 3:20 pm
An opportunity missed is missed forever, always grasp the nettle and when an opportunity presents itself make sure that you hit the target, regret is permanent.
» Posted By Angelique On 08.20.2011 @ 1:09 am
The thread that binds us all together as inhabitants of this world is such a tenuous thing, we share the same home but out inability to share of ourselves is truly lamentable.
» Posted By Angelique On 08.15.2011 @ 3:25 pm
A magical experience that could take you anywhere, either day or night. a long car ride is either amazing or boring you be the judge ;) The summer breeze rolling through your hair with the windows open, nothing better then these memories.
» Posted By Angelique On 08.09.2011 @ 9:13 pm
It was horrible. My mother and I laid flat underneath the oldsmobile that we’d just gotten out of. We couldn’t make it any further without rolling over dead bodies, and that wouldn’t seem right, especially not in the current conditions. The plague had taken effect on the entire city, and it was spreading quickly. We didn’t understand why we were immune to it yet, but this fact caused us to become wanted convicts. We had to hide. Had to run. I wondered how long we would go on like this. how long we COULD go on like this. It was more than two people could bare. I closed my eyes, shut out the world that was around me and thought back to before this all happened. My father was still with us and life seemed so perfect. If only I’d known then what I know now. “Anna! We have to go now!” My mother broke me out of my reverie and my hazel eyes fluttered open as I was tossed back into this cold, uncaring world.
» Posted By Angelique On 07.13.2011 @ 7:45 am
The obsidian eyeliner slid across her cheek at the impact. A scream strangled her throat so that she sat with mouth agape as the car flip-flopped down the hill.
» Posted By Angélique On 05.05.2011 @ 8:45 pm
Lying across the luxurious satin, she seemed natural. As if the room were not foreign to her–as if it had been hers all along.
» Posted By Angélique On 04.16.2011 @ 5:30 pm
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The harsh humming stung against my eardrums. Adding pressure along with the weight of a heated summer day.
» Posted By Angélique On 03.08.2011 @ 8:45 pm