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feud

When I moved back to town the family feud began. Today we are strangers, living in a strange land…tomorrow? Who knows what tomorrow shall bring?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 11.04.2010 @ 8:12 am

siren

The echo of the siren wailed through the night, announcing that something was terribly wrong. I found her in her bed, bottle of pills in her hand, computer open beside her. Word was up on the screen with one short sentence. I’m sorry, I just can’t do it anymore.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.27.2010 @ 1:41 pm

whiskers

He stroked me with his rough hands, his whiskers stinging my face. I was only a child, yet he stole my innocence as a thief in the night.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.21.2010 @ 2:59 pm

telescope

Whipping in and out of the gusty winds, the sails nearly tearing, I raise the telescope to see if I can spot any sign of land.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.17.2010 @ 4:49 am

sweater

Death is coming home today. I feel his icy fingers as they twist around my ailing heart. I shudder and don a warmer sweater, but there will be no stopping him. I can already smell his decaying breath.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.15.2010 @ 3:55 pm

flannel

Under the down blanket, next to the fireplace, snuggled in flannel is where you’ll find me this winter.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.12.2010 @ 12:51 pm

sunlight

I saw his face in the sunlight, and he bowed his head. I wandered down the beach toward him, but he continued to elude me.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.10.2010 @ 2:06 pm

chatter

I can’t tell you the day I noticed it…all the chatter in my head drowned out any thoughts I could ever hope to hang onto.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.09.2010 @ 4:19 pm

left

It was all I had left, those memories. They paraded through the dark corridors of my mind, taunting me, torturing me with the scent of lost innocence.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.08.2010 @ 2:36 pm

tallest

It was quiet in the autumn woods. The creek sang and the crickets chirped into the night. I climbed the tallest tree and waited for the moon to take her flight.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.06.2010 @ 3:21 pm

walk

I didn’t have to walk away, but it was all I could do. She looked at me with eyes that said she didn’t care, she wouldn’t be there for me anymore.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.06.2010 @ 6:22 am

buildings

I lay on the cool ground looking up at the trees and buildings that surrounded me, feeling very small. Am I as really insignificant as I feel?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.04.2010 @ 12:13 pm

tale

She slinks into the darkness of the night, searching for any kind of trouble to get into. This is the tale of my cat, Maggie.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 10.03.2010 @ 1:12 pm

jazz

I often wallow in the songs of yesterday, feeling those old feelings and all that jazz…

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.28.2010 @ 6:39 am

hostage

I am stuck in the dark corridors of my mind, hostage to the shadows and memories that taunt me through long hours. Only death can set me free.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.25.2010 @ 5:17 am

help

I searched forever for you, still I look, but know that without help, I will be lost for eternity.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.24.2010 @ 5:58 am

I needed you, and you were there. I didn’t have to ask for help, you already knew. So when I hanged myself today, where were you?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.23.2010 @ 1:03 pm

without

Without her I would be lost. She is the sun that awakens me, the breeze that rocks me to sleep.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.22.2010 @ 10:31 am

She was without a heart, that bitch. She took what I had and threw it in my face. She screwed my brother and my sister. How’s that for evil?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.21.2010 @ 12:43 pm

formal

It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I was going to wear my tie dyed shirt and holey jeans, she was supposed to wear nothing at all. And now….it’s all gone formal – she’s wearing clothes….

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.21.2010 @ 6:37 am

motel

Down the long, winding road, past the old gas station on the right and beyond the junk yard…that’s where we met. The old motel still holds those secrets from yesteryear…

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.19.2010 @ 12:39 pm

becomes

I didn’t know then what I know now. I didn’t know how profound the experience would be. When the dark becomes light there is a moment of pure clarity that shakes the very soul.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.17.2010 @ 1:07 pm

involved

There was no warning, nothing that would have given me a clue that she was already involved. I gave her everything I had, and watched it drop at my feet as she turned away to her true lover.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.16.2010 @ 12:35 pm

chuckles

He laughed as he looked at himself in the mirror. “Chuckles is my name,” he said, “and murder is my game.”

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.15.2010 @ 2:02 pm

punch

The anxiety washed over me in waves as i sat alone in the room. Self- loathing rose to the surface and I punched the wall.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.14.2010 @ 1:34 pm

pouch

I rummaged through the pouch, searching for the keys. No luck. Stranded in a dark, empty parking lot, I shuddered in the cold. Just last week there had been a murder not 2 blocks away. Now what?

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.13.2010 @ 1:54 pm

den

She craved the warmth of a warm den, with a fire crackling and meat cooking on a stick. Yet she kept trudging through the knee deep snow.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.13.2010 @ 6:21 am

tilt

I walked along the deserted road, looking all around me. Where does it lead? Where am I going? Who will I be when I get there? The earth tilted on it’s axis as I came to a crossroads. Confused, I simply stood in silence and listened to the wind.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.09.2010 @ 4:59 am

calling

I ran through the shadows, wisps of memories brushing against my mind, silent screams from yesteryear banging on my ears. Calling out to the darkness, I surrender to the pain, I surrender to the march of nightmares assaulting my tender soul.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.07.2010 @ 6:40 am

cousin

We never knew each other, though we were only miles apart. Our parents never talk to each other as the years have not been kind to them. Strangers in a world of strangers, dear cousin, I do not recognize your face.

» Posted By BasedOnFiction On 09.06.2010 @ 7:34 am

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