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There are many essential items people need to survive. Food, water, shelter are just a few of essential items necessary for survival. Everyone needs certain things to live. In society now, many people believe their cell phone is an essential item for life. Cell phones make life easier, but should not be classified as an essential item.
» Posted By Elisa On 02.01.2015 @ 8:16 am
He was a simple stunt, he had no life aspirations (he obviously didn’t care about his health) or any plans for that matter. He treated life as a joke. He was a reckless thing, that lad. Not a care in the world.
And one day he died… only to come back.
» Posted By Elisa On 12.23.2014 @ 7:50 pm
The baby’s laughter drifts out of the stroller, gliding joyfully on the autumn breeze. How could something so unplanned bring such happiness that the leaves are bleached gold?
» Posted By Elisa On 01.28.2014 @ 3:58 pm
The most comfortable and edible object in the world is a piece of toast. Golden brown, with little crumbs like leaves in the fall. I’d live inside on if I could.
» Posted By Elisa On 11.15.2013 @ 6:04 am
A veritable design flaw. The word itself sounds so
vulnerable, maybe because it’s the first thing you scrape the first
time you’re allowed to run or jump slightly beyond the realm of
safety. It hurts to go up and down the stairs. Sometimes it feels
like it’s just going to give out with no warning. You have to
elevate it and ice it, whenever possible. They can replacement it,
but that might just make it worse. You remember evenings of mild
weather and tree bark.
» Posted By Elisa On 11.14.2013 @ 6:04 am
Leaves at the height of spring. The illusion of privacy, even though the foliage is more transparent than it looks.
» Posted By Elisa On 11.13.2013 @ 6:03 am
Something makeshift, a child pushing a chair against the door. Temporary. Surmountable, if you really want to. For show more than anything. But a message: I do not want you here. Perhaps more personal than barriers.
» Posted By Elisa On 11.12.2013 @ 6:05 am
We cook with it because it’s healthier and try to eradicate it when it comes out of our skin. Some of us drill for it, some of us debate about it. You saute a green pepper in extra virgin like the lady on TV said and think of your nephew in Iraq.
» Posted By Elisa On 11.11.2013 @ 6:17 am
Corn-fed girls in dirty white dresses try to fix a toy truck that’s missing a wheel. Braided hair that’s fraying at the ends waves defiant in the wind. Somebody cannot find their bible. Somebody is singing and baking johnny-cakes. We share a father, with many mothers. We believe in the current of The Great One, and The Word.
» Posted By Elisa On 11.08.2013 @ 5:58 am
Everything is exacting and tailored. Steps and sips are small. There is effective navigation of the cobblestones. One takes the time to drink from china. Lipstick lines the rim, but is meticulously washed, and, for her part, artfully reapplied.
» Posted By Elisa On 11.07.2013 @ 6:04 am
A soft, dusty landscape. Tattered patterns. Fear and guns. The lawless land. Looking and waiting. Why we have them, I don’t know. Are there skulls there?
» Posted By Elisa On 11.06.2013 @ 5:43 am
She woke up like every other day. Pink cheeks, timid.
Not looking forward to another day. Brown hair, frighten.
Searching her mind for some life. She doesn’t find it.
» Posted By Elisa On 09.11.2013 @ 12:26 am
“Is it really that hard? I just want to be calm and steady.” I screamed right in his face. “I never wanted you to give me this attention. I never wanted you to love me.” He looked away, his lips formed the words ‘I’m sorry’. My heart dropped. “It will destroy you, it will destroy us all. Did our friendship mean nothing to you? Is it really so hard to control your feelings? Is it really that hard?”
» Posted By Elisa On 06.30.2013 @ 12:48 pm
I’m steady to go. Everywhere. Just away from here. Away from this town, this place. This People. I hate them. I hate them all.
» Posted By Elisa On 06.30.2013 @ 12:41 pm
i don’t have a sister and i’m glad for that. but i do have ivette and she’s the closest thing i have to a sister. but then there’s cory who is actually my “sista” and if i were to choose between them, i would sacrifice myself in order for them to stay. because they are 2 of the most important people to me that aren’t blood.
» Posted By Elisa On 06.01.2013 @ 8:38 pm
Destined: destined only to discover what kind of destiny is destined for us, because destiny only exists after it is already fulfilled, it is the consequence of the transformation of past into future, and what results of our dreams struggling to survive in the real world.
» Posted By Elisa On 03.26.2013 @ 11:49 am
My car stalled on the side of the freeway. My life had stalled out three years earlier, but I didn’t exactly realize it until then…when I called AAA and my membership had expired, called a towtruck and my credit card was rejected, called a friend and the number was disconnected.
» Posted By Elisa On 02.22.2013 @ 10:59 pm
The Major was a quiet man, he never spoke much outside of the orders he gave. Many wondered what his eyes had seen, what atrocities he they witnessed. What lay behind the biterness of eyes?
» Posted By Elisa On 11.07.2012 @ 9:35 pm
a stretcher like, a chair? Those are pretty relaxing, they remind me of the beach, no matter where I am. I’m not even sure if that is what the word means, but it is the first thing that comes to my mind, the stretcher. Comfy and peaceful, relaxation.
» Posted By elisa On 07.18.2012 @ 9:34 pm
i like peanut butter and jelly its just really really good but it sucks because i always run out of it before i run out of peanut butter. And obviously you cant have peanut butter and jelly without that lovely grape jelly
» Posted By Elisa On 06.06.2012 @ 11:18 pm
There is a large buzzing beehive in the big tree behind the house. I can see the hive swaying in the wind from my big bay window where I sit, knees tucked up into my chest, my cheek resting on top as I stare into the distance. The window is open just a crack and the cool breeze coming into the warm room sends a chill down my spine. My favorite patterned curtains flutter up into a straight line, as if they are pointing towards the door. They beckon me to walk out the door, bounce down the crooked stairs, jumping over the bottom one as always, and run out the backdoor to be embraced by the open air.
» Posted By Elisa On 01.26.2012 @ 10:23 am
I don’t like sinking. It would suck horribly. I’m scared of sinking. Maybe I won’t sink, cuz I’m sort of skinny? If I had something attached to me I would definitely sink. Oh god. Sinking in the ocean? So scary. I’m scared of sinking, and sharks. Oh shit, sharks. Sharks are going to be the death of me. Well, hopefully not. Because that would be so painful. What about ships that sink? Do the people get eaten before they die or not?
» Posted By Elisa On 08.22.2011 @ 5:12 pm
hairstyle. type of pretzel design. that’s the first two things I think of when I hear or see the word. Braids, never could do them in my own hair, but I could always do it to someone else. I really can’t think about anything else to do with braids. People who ride horses usually wear their hair in braids. Yeah.
» Posted By Elisa On 07.02.2011 @ 9:25 am
It’s an important quality for someone to have. It can make or break a person. Honesty in my opinion gets people very far in life and if you don’t have it, it can get you nowhere. Being honest instead of being safe is better. Honesty is something that builds relationships while its opposite, which is lies, can destroy a relationship.
» Posted By Elisa On 06.30.2011 @ 8:58 pm
family, my man, my life. and also myself.
» Posted By Elisa On 06.13.2011 @ 12:31 am
So i guess is the only word? How is this website structured? I’m so confused. Oh well, I have better things to do now. Bye to all the people writing about structure. I hope you get inspired. I’m inspired to build a structured house now. Which reminds me, I need an IB MYP personal project idea.
» Posted By Elisa On 03.25.2011 @ 4:39 pm
Inside we are all different. It’s something that makes us unique. I for example am totally weird. I mean, today I wore pajamas to school. Plus, I almost put a big bow on the top of my head behind my bangs. My friends don’t care though. They’re structured differently too. That’s the cool thing about friends. We’re different.
» Posted By Elisa On 03.25.2011 @ 4:36 pm
Nobody ever told me they loved me
or that thyey thought i was beautiful
or that i was honest
that i was true
none of they above
i never really felt like i belonged
that people actually wanted me
realized i was there
none of the above
so i guess i just have to make things easier for them
no more playing games
the decision me
and this knife made
» Posted By Elisa On 03.04.2011 @ 5:56 am
I went to this store in Rockford and I discovered that my favorite store Charlotte Russ has very cheap clothes. They are really pretty and very cheap. In Unbelievable.
» Posted By Elisa On 02.28.2011 @ 8:37 pm
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Microphones are waiting to hear what you have to say. They are all ears. They just sit there all day like PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE TALK INTO ME. Just so they can tell everyone else. Christ! Microphones are like all of the preteen girls sitting around a table during lunch at middle school. Waiting to hear what you have to say so they can tell everyone else.
» Posted By Elisa On 02.13.2011 @ 9:37 pm