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She wore a spiky choker around her fair, swanlike neck and had her black hair slicked back greaser-style, and Ariana fell in love with her instantly. Maybe it was what she couldn’t have that enticed her the most, she reasoned as she stared at the gorgeous woman from across the dining hall.

» Posted By Anne On 04.07.2018 @ 12:29 pm


it was just a regular night,. walking down the stairs she realized something was off. someone was in the bathroom. she had no visitors, every door was closed.

» Posted By Anne On 10.05.2017 @ 5:14 am


fields of kale, fields of leeks. fields of abundance. on the farm, in the market. fields flowing with color and health. fields of flowers, fields of freckles. look up, look down, see the lines, see the wind flowing through the fields.

» Posted By anne On 09.23.2017 @ 10:19 am


why do so many people fear the dentist? is it the pain? or the vulnerability of having someone’s hands in your mouth? down your throat.

is it like a mechanic? where they tell you that you need these things, fillings and the like, but maybe you need a second opinion. maybe they just want your money.

» Posted By anne On 09.16.2017 @ 11:40 am


is this website broken? i thought it was one new word each day. this is the same word as yesterday. which i have already done twice because my mind is broken. maybe that’s the point? to have broken twice to make you write about how broken this word broken is.

» Posted By anne On 09.08.2017 @ 2:39 pm

broken people. broken systems. broken appliances. where do the broken things go? do they go to be fixed? do they stay broken? break broke broken

» Posted By anne On 09.07.2017 @ 12:13 pm

broken bones. broken wrists. how many bones have you broken? how many hearts have you broken? how many times has your heart been broken?

broken appliances, broken fences, broken things scattered. to be fixed? or to stay broken.

» Posted By anne On 09.07.2017 @ 12:07 pm


My behavior around certain people in my life is unhealthy and I don’t like me or the way that I act. I need to make the changes to help me deal with these people.

» Posted By Anne On 06.16.2016 @ 6:19 am


I have to into my savings every month to pay all my expenses. I am happy I have a savings but not happy about going into every month. Need to pray…

» Posted By Anne On 06.15.2016 @ 7:16 am


The idea that something is or is not worthwhile is one that plagues society and, indeed, is mainly a social construct. What exactly makes something worthwhile? Nothing more or less than the things that we are taught to see as worthwhile — the word being defined, of course, as something inherently good or better than something else. What is ‘worthwhile’ is different depending on the culture you were raised in.

» Posted By Anne On 01.06.2016 @ 4:51 pm


Martin Wording sat in the cafe, reading his newspaper, but not really applying himself to the words on the thin, stormy gray pages. The idea of the engine was burned into the back of his mind, dominating his thoughts and his fantasies.
I could make it, he thought to himself. I could make it to Mars.

» Posted By Anne On 11.17.2015 @ 9:54 am


This task doesn’t seem ass simpel ass it seems. Not at all actually. Cause while I’m indoubt ehat t write about the clock is ticking away and raising the presaure to find a good story before the time runs out and there hasn’t been a single thing to write about.

» Posted By Anne On 10.28.2015 @ 8:24 pm


The torn wallpaper that has been on the right side of my room, left me speechless at times when I take a look at it. It never failed to make me reminisce the old life I had when I was in my mid 20s, constantly trying to figure out who I was at that point of time.

» Posted By Anne On 09.28.2015 @ 7:25 am


I went to a newly opened supermarket and my friend and i was in awe. Minutes later while we are happily looking round, I saw this particular, one in a million yellow-looking bottle. Of all things, this exorbitant priced bottle of mustard caught my eye. Oh, it’s my all time favourite mustard.

» Posted By Anne On 09.27.2015 @ 1:20 am


The statue was magnificent in the rising sun. Mist floating about it, with the sun kissing its marble crown. Take a breath and contemplate.

» Posted By Anne On 07.30.2015 @ 3:37 pm


the smoking room at kenmore high school was called the smoking lounge and was for seniors only. didn’t smoke so didn’t spend a lot of time there.

» Posted By anne On 07.16.2015 @ 9:09 pm


I melted when I saw you for the first tme. Your eyes were so bright, and your full of tears; why? Because your ice cream had melted. Poor little lamb! I love you still. Let me melt you in turn. I’m for you and you’re for me.

» Posted By Anne On 05.14.2015 @ 6:44 pm


Snow in the air, on the ground. Those first few hours of a snow fall are precious. Untouched pure white snow, glittering like diamonds have been sprinkled across the top. Eventually it becomes slush, especially in the city.

» Posted By Anne On 12.22.2014 @ 9:39 am


Being brave is a decision most people are forced to make at one point in their life. It’s in the moment that you are deciding that you’ll do it, you’ll be brave, that you see all of your insecurities and fears. They are towering over you like the sky scrapers in big cities, telling you to back down. They seem so large and intimidating, but that’s what being brave is about. Being brave is towering over these once seemingly large fears and conquering them.

» Posted By Anne On 06.21.2014 @ 10:51 pm


The first thing I think about is left being used as a direction. It is the opposite or possible acronym of right. I also think about left being used as an adjective for myself. For example, my left hand, left foot or left side of my body. Left, an adjective.

» Posted By Anne On 04.28.2014 @ 11:23 am


i thought you had stolen something from me, then I knew
I gave it to you, accidentally.
I accidentally gave you something that I can’t
get back.
I want to ask, I would like to say
You stole from me, please, no,
I want it back.
Or should I say please.

» Posted By Anne On 10.01.2013 @ 2:01 am


I have already had this word before, I still don’t know what it means, however, I enjoy that I compared Rally to Really. Now I come to think of it, it sounds a little like a girl at my school called Sally. And that is me finished

» Posted By Anne On 07.31.2013 @ 12:05 am


Anger building out of control, fury boiling up, mysteries from the depths of your emotional heart. Take it out on others, those who deserve it, those who have bought it upon themselves. Righteous rage.

» Posted By Anne On 06.14.2013 @ 6:07 am


Once a boy walked home after a long day at school.
Next to the road sat a beautiful, colorful bird. It sat real still… Too still.
With a stick he turned it over.
It was busy decomposing.
The boy did not understand the futility of the situation.
What did the bird do to understand a brutal death like this.
It seemed as

» Posted By Anne On 06.11.2013 @ 12:36 pm

Once a boy walked home after a long day at school.
Next to the road sat a beautiful, colorful bird. It sat real still

» Posted By Anne On 06.11.2013 @ 12:34 pm


Mohammed doesn’t much think of Anton as his mentor. When they’re pulling out teeth together there’s only two things he can think of – that crunchy sound, and the wet noises of the freshly-dead. Today, though – he glances next to him and Anton sits there giving him such an intense stare with a pair of tongs in the one hand and a golden molar in the other. “Keep it,” he says. “Put it on a chain. Wear it to remind yourself.”

And what can Mohammed do? He keeps the molar. He puts it on a chain. He reminds himself.

» Posted By Anne On 06.10.2013 @ 1:27 pm


Marrying a person for the looks when alas you notice it’s not the look that matters most but the attitudes to live with.Good words soften the hard-rock heart and bad words harden the even soft silky hearts. So, watch out your tongue.Coz silence has its virtues.

» Posted By Anne On 06.04.2013 @ 11:22 am


The homeless woman looked worn out, like a plastic bag that had been ripped by howling winds in the streets. She looked at me with pleading eyes that were of a surprising dark green color. How would I feel if I was her? I wondered. I did not know. But then again, I would never know, would I?

» Posted By Anne On 06.03.2013 @ 12:40 pm


Alone, lonely. Closed off. Gone from the world and all earthly possessions. Beautiful. Terrifying. I am secluded, I am introverted, I refresh myself with solitude.

» Posted By Anne On 05.31.2013 @ 8:24 am


There are many types of oblique. Like in geometry, leaf base, an album, linguistic, music, an aircraft design and many more. My favorite is music and linguistics cause i can express myself in it. Especially music.

» Posted By Anne On 05.28.2013 @ 8:34 pm

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