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The toughest person in the class is Andre Dexters. He once crushed a rock with one hand. Everyone is afraid of him.

» Posted By Astrid On 10.02.2018 @ 6:25 pm


Gather around, everybody! The meeting is about to begin. Jen, did you bring the… okay, good. Now we can begin.

» Posted By Astrid On 09.27.2018 @ 8:58 pm


A crossword puzzle’s answers can be found vertically, horizontally, or diagonally.

» Posted By Astrid On 09.26.2018 @ 8:12 pm


again? but I had the same word yesterday. must be the wrong time zone. aaargh. I wanted to make this a morning ritual. ok then tomorrow I’ll start

» Posted By Astrid On 03.23.2016 @ 10:42 pm

That’s me, the Steppenwolf, Misfit, but not at all dimwit. I stand out proud. Get lost mainstreamers, here comes Astrid Awesome. Sooner or later I win.

» Posted By Astrid On 03.23.2016 @ 12:46 pm


She lifted her bags off the ground and headed toward the door, running quickly. It was a once in a life-time opportunity she had to do it. There was no back up plan, nothing she wanted more. It was spontaneous and different, and she loved him for it.

» Posted By Astrid On 01.28.2014 @ 5:16 pm


She thumbed it, out on highway 11. She found it hard to keep on the soft shoulder but she knew she couldn’t stay on the highway. It made it nearly impossible to go anywhere else in the heat of the night. She wanted to go home. It’s why she got out of her boyfriend’s truck. She loved him but he didn’t love her the same way. He expected so much, he lifted the skirt of her dress and felt her leg all the way up. He lost control of the vehicle for a brief moment before she demanded he pull over on the soft shoulder of highway 11.

» Posted By Astrid On 01.10.2014 @ 8:31 pm


ive never known it would end like this
i should have know
she should have known
i trusted him

crimson puddles surrounding me

but mum promised

he will come back, right?

screams in the dark

he promised

but i lost faith

I was unfaithful

» Posted By Astrid On 10.30.2013 @ 9:46 am

Astridive never known it would end like this
i should have know
she should have known
i trusted him


but mummy promised


he will come back

screams in the dark

he promised

but i lost faith

I was unfaithful

» Posted By Astrid On 10.30.2013 @ 9:45 am


I looked at him. His small, frightened face. I held out my hand, “I won’t hurt you.” He looked at it, then my face, then timidly took it.

» Posted By Astrid On 09.10.2013 @ 12:33 pm


the hatred for her family manifested into something larger. He body changed into something unrealistic and large. her head bulged into the shape of a balloon as the rest of her body followed. Her enormous feet were large enough to destroy her family in a single step. Though she was to scared to do it, she shrank back to her normal size as she calmed herself down in her room.

» Posted By Astrid On 07.05.2013 @ 6:05 am


She ran at a steady pace. Her heart beat pounding in her chest, her lungs filled with the crisp morning air as her long brown hair bounced around her shoulders. The morning dew still laid upon the grass that cool fall morning.

» Posted By Astrid On 07.01.2013 @ 10:35 am


the hot air balloon quickly lifted into the air. Soaring through the clouds, a woman standing by the wall, is joined by a young man, he kisses her pink lips softly before whispering, “I love you, Happy first year anniversary.”

» Posted By Astrid On 06.28.2013 @ 6:43 pm


My chemistry exam was so exhausting. I barely remembered what I did yesterday, and this, all of these facts and names and stoichiometry, I tried I really did, but I ended up handing my exam, incomplete. I think I’ve failed my mother.

» Posted By Astrid On 06.22.2013 @ 9:24 am


She stood on t the beach collecting seashells not the broken ones, but instead the perfect old ones left behind by their old inhabitants, on the shore.

» Posted By Astrid On 06.19.2013 @ 1:34 pm


Promise, a single promise, easy to say hard to keep, although a great many people make them more often then not, they are broken. Simply because they are forgotten. Why is it so hard to remember a promise, but so easy to forget the events of a past day or even split second. Why create so much pain for someone when you do not wish to keep it? Why go through the agony of making a promise when you’re just going to break it anyway. You know what that makes you? A jerk. You don’t even remember what you told me so long ago, which wasn’t even that long ago, just maybe 2 months ago, but so quickly you forgot. You broke me. You broke my heart. If you loved me, why wouldn’t you listen to what I say? You told me you wouldn’t be alone with her, but you were. I knew you weren’t going to keep your promise, yet I trusted you. I loved you, and I thought you were different. Well I guess I’m wrong.

» Posted By Astrid On 01.08.2013 @ 4:06 pm


He seemed to satisfy everyone with his kind words, but never anything more. That’s just how he was. Just there to satisfy, and do nothing more.

» Posted By Astrid On 11.19.2012 @ 12:50 pm


“Rawr!” the little lion squealed hoping to get a reaction out of his friend but it seemed to do nothing to phase him. He had heard it all before. Yet the little Lion had no idea what he got himself into. As the elder lion stretched his back as he bowed down he took in a deep breath and let out a roar so loud it knocked the little lion back the feet. Startled he looks up at the lion, jumps up and leaps toward him, do it again!

» Posted By Astrid On 11.09.2012 @ 8:29 pm


In the clearing I see a ghost; despite my fogged up glasses. I attempt to clear them to see it. But once the condensation was gone, so went the ghost.

» Posted By Astrid On 09.18.2012 @ 6:16 pm


We wanted to be together, we wanted it to work out, we just lost sight of it and now we’re apart, together.

» Posted By Astrid On 09.17.2012 @ 12:49 pm


Alive. Something I haven’t felt in awhile, what with every passing day, it seems less and less people see me, recognize me or even feel me. I’m beginning to fade into the background of life. Losing family, friends, even myself. I grow a little more pale, a little less caring. A lot more scared, as my reflection disappears from the mirror.

» Posted By Astrid On 09.16.2012 @ 6:07 pm


Breathing hard, I begin to bend over in agony. Stomach acid crawling up my throat, I begin to heave, I swallow hard, willing myself not to puke. I reach for my inhaler. Why must I run knowing I have Asthma?

» Posted By Astrid On 09.13.2012 @ 8:30 pm


As I walk home from school, I hide the sorrows of my failed test as I start up my iPod and put the headphones into my ears and begin to walk home, thinking about how I am going to explain this to my parents.

» Posted By Astrid On 09.09.2012 @ 10:21 am


“The muscle guy in the corner is looking at me. Look, right there did you see him look? OOO he’s flexing his muscles.” She winks at him, “Look at those girls, they’re swooning over him. Why must I be so shy?”

» Posted By Astrid On 09.07.2012 @ 7:28 pm


silence broke out, in the midst of a calm cool night, the war has ended nothing but the crisp cool air flowing down the backs of each man’s shirt a short celebration. A win in the heart of a true kindred spirit. He won her heart, and the heart of her family.

» Posted By Astrid On 09.06.2012 @ 3:39 pm

The calmness of the ocean made me realise the stillness of the air. The cold crisp breath of night at the shore line walking with the man you thought would love forever, only to to find out…

» Posted By Astrid On 09.06.2012 @ 3:12 pm


I want love. I want happiness. I want bigger boobs, and nicer skin. And, I want to be a writer. I want all of these things! And we always talk about want as GREED, and how bad it is. But is it so wrong to want the last cookies, or to be instantly perfect without a lift of a finger?

» Posted By Astrid On 08.15.2012 @ 3:31 am


I feel like a fucking convict, running from the law, and it has absolutely nothing to do with me. I refuse to answer the door when the cops are looking for you. I refuse to open my mouth when the cops are asking about you. I am not a convict. It is you, and you alone.

» Posted By Astrid On 06.01.2012 @ 6:42 pm


I never liked the idea of transforming into a butterfly. I’d much rather stay an ugly, unappreciated caterpillar. They’re the ones who get to gorge themselves into oblivion, after all, and I very much like the idea of spending all my time eating.

» Posted By Astrid On 05.27.2012 @ 8:13 pm


If he pulls that stupid stunt one more time, I have every right to take his face off, turn it inside out, and stick it back on so that when he walks into bars looking for some young fucking pussy, they’ll see what sort of person he really is: one ugly mother fucker with a scary ass wife.

» Posted By Astrid On 05.26.2012 @ 11:34 pm

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