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The day without the sun. The pile of work undone.
» Posted By Carrie On 03.04.2019 @ 7:55 am
One starry night… wait, that is not very original. Starry light, Starry bright, first star I see tonight… ok, I’m stuck without an original thought! Star struck!
» Posted By Carrie On 06.11.2017 @ 8:33 am
This might be helpful, to write some details in just one minute. I am not usually very fast, so this site will help! It’s all in the details, after all…
» Posted By Carrie On 06.05.2017 @ 7:29 pm
The gold fish was camouflaged against the shag carpet. Water was everywhere. He still held the bowl.
“Are you hungry?” she said.
» Posted By Carrie On 01.19.2016 @ 12:45 am
a life full of adventure
» Posted By Carrie On 12.08.2015 @ 1:36 pm
My daughter started taking ballet classes when she was 3 years old. She is still only 5 but she has come so far already. It has been amazing watching her grow into such an amazing dancer in a short amount of time. She has a recital at the end of May and I am really looking forward to seeing jus how far she has come
» Posted By Carrie On 03.21.2015 @ 8:52 pm
My daughter started ballet when she was 3. She is 5 now and I’ve seen her grow into an amazing dancer already. It’s amazing to see how far she has come. She has a recital coming up at the end of May and I can’t wait to see her progress.
» Posted By Carrie On 03.21.2015 @ 8:46 pm
i was walking along the street and I saw a strange man wearing a polo shirt. He looked extremely familiar but I couldn’t quite picture where I had seen him before. It wasn’t until I was almost home when I realised he looked exactly like my old Chemistry teacher.
» Posted By Carrie On 12.16.2014 @ 2:55 pm
The land that you walk on. It can be bumpy or it can be flat. Sometimes when the terrain is varied it will make for an interesting hike. For example, at Peninsula Park in Door County, they have varied terrain that can be challenging to hike.
» Posted By Carrie On 10.21.2014 @ 10:26 am
I never knew my grandfather. From what I’ve heard he was a nice man, a lovely man in fact. Sometimes I get jealous when I see my friends spending time with “gramps” or “papa” but I’m lucky in the fact that I get to hear so many stories about him and know he’s looking out for me from up there.
» Posted By carrie On 03.06.2014 @ 12:44 pm
I never imagined it being like this – the air so thin I could swear it flowed through me like water until my breath came in little pants. The sky with its paint-dipped blues and whites, an endless canvas of sea and calm. I never knew it would happen…but it did and now I’m in love.
» Posted By Carrie On 07.27.2013 @ 4:23 pm
falling, circus, acrobats and somersaults. My daughter learning to walk there is a lot of tumbling going on but she doesn’t seem to mind too much. Me, I would be whinging that my knees were getting sore!!
» Posted By CArrie On 06.19.2013 @ 4:44 am
bright. las vegas. drinking and poker and bouncers. 80’s. drugs. buzz buzz buzz. bad acid trip. scared scared buzz
» Posted By Carrie On 05.29.2013 @ 2:00 pm
The black crow is a persasive element in stories. It’s often a harbringer of doom or some kind of drama. I’ve never seen anything positive related to crows in stories, really.
Eat crow. He crowed about it. Those are two quotes I can think of. Hmm. Interesting website, I think its cool.
» Posted By carrie On 04.29.2013 @ 8:36 am
vines…twisting, growing, hard, connecting, like family and bearing fruit in the same way. vines….life
» Posted By Carrie On 04.04.2013 @ 3:41 pm
I conjured up the view of Obama, jumping off the rim of the grand canyon. Guess it was more of a nightmare than a dream. What
» Posted By Carrie On 03.01.2013 @ 3:50 pm
one evening when i was sitting at home alone, i was startled at this sound emanating from my back door. it was an open screen, letting the summer breeze lazily flow into my kitchen, and there i was at the table reading a book. a woman was screaming, her high pitched voice easy to remember. She was screaming “Help! Help! Someone help me!” Over and over again, until the sound was permanently embedded in my brain.
» Posted By Carrie On 02.25.2013 @ 6:00 pm
in need of a master. to lose control. to lose myself. in his eyes. his touch. the feel of his skin against mine. his warmth. his heat. surrounding me. owning me. i am lost. his.
» Posted By Carrie On 01.11.2013 @ 12:13 am
The seeds were scattered across the by the wind like my thoughts. Never to be agatthered again into a tight group. They’ve lots their power and at the smae tiem, added something small to the world. What will sprout? What will die? What will be seen again in a other form? Each grain full of the possibility of a new life. My wish is for my thoughts to take root and live again in another form. If I’m lucky, i’ll recognize them and rejoice in their new power.
» Posted By Carrie On 12.22.2012 @ 7:25 am
A hundred lies I have told you that you don’t even know about. They gnaw at my stomach lining lie a caterpillar at a leaf. Soon it will be gone. They are all joined together with crystalline threads, but with no beautiful pattern like a spider’s web. It’s a haphazard and messy tangle I’m trapped in, and I don’t know how I got here.
» Posted By Carrie On 09.28.2012 @ 12:59 pm
I am simultaneously in love with people and terribly afraid of them. At a distance, people seem wonderful. I love that guy’s hat, that lady is so weird, I want to be best friends with everyone. But when it comes down to it, when they are in front of me, I am stuck, lost. My mind goes blank and I have nothing. I’m pretty sure people think I am slow. I just wish I knew what to say.
» Posted By Carrie On 09.22.2012 @ 8:23 pm
It’s not so easy to begin, why is it always the hardest part. I don’t know where to start, and the pain from my hangnails shoots to my wrists. My mind is a vacuum lacking anything of substance. I have already started, but I don’t like where I am going. Someone just let me stop and rest for a while.
» Posted By Carrie On 09.20.2012 @ 9:09 pm
I can breathe. I breathe really well. When I breathe well, I do my best acting. I was never a kid with asthma, but Jonathan was. He also looked like E.T. in human form. Poor kid. If I ever have children, I would wish them to be healthy.
» Posted By carrie On 09.13.2012 @ 8:19 pm
the twin towers in new york, yesterday was 911 and a lot of people were thinking about this word, all over the world. It not on means just a noun, it is an event in our lives and our histories for a long time. It will never be forgotten, as is said.
» Posted By Carrie On 09.12.2012 @ 7:38 am
There is no wind. It is peaceful and enjoyable. It makes me happy and calms me down. It makes me think and reflect. I like it and often there’s not enough time for it in my life. I wish there was more time for stillness and that we could use it
» Posted By Carrie On 09.07.2012 @ 6:02 am
I want to do something. I’m keen to help out. Keen sense of smell or senses. Precise.
» Posted By Carrie On 06.18.2012 @ 11:16 pm
Never before in his life had Angelo encountered someone so insanely intelligent, someone so above everyone else in terms of perception, that they had to indulge in activities such as this. The drugs, the adrenaline.
It was mental.
He was in.
» Posted By Carrie On 06.18.2012 @ 10:53 pm
Every time that I opened my eyes, the world seemed to be so noisy. I only heard the racket surrounding me, and it was beginning to become a part of who I was. I was never able to hear anything but the racket outside of my head. That was until I began to dance. It was during my first ballet class that the racket left my life, and I heard and felt harmony for the first time
» Posted By Carrie On 06.10.2012 @ 8:02 pm
there was a racket in the middle of the night, though for the north end there was a racket in the middle of every night. This night though, this particular racket seemed different to me. It seemed somewhat eerie.
» Posted By carrie On 06.10.2012 @ 11:31 am
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the trash, the brain, the bladder. let’s get rid of the waste, emptying. and as you do remember to fill the emptiness with goodness, kindness, hope, love, charity. emptying the poison.
» Posted By Carrie On 06.05.2012 @ 6:21 am