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The light at dawn, they say, is the best time to take photographs. Around dawn, around dusk. That the world is at peace during these times, and everything is made quiet, everything is made anew. There’s also that song lyric that says “It’s always darkest before the dawn”.
» Posted By Ellie On 08.31.2019 @ 5:29 am
The shutters (?) of the cupboards close and the house feels empty. I can’t believe it’s day after tomorrow that I’ll be leaving this place. The only constant is change, but still. There will be shutters of cupboards at my next place, and one day those too will shut for the last time.
» Posted By Ellie On 08.30.2019 @ 9:21 am
Moving. Wether or not I’m ready for it, the last week of my current life is already underway. Somehow it hasn’t really hit me yet, even though I’m basically living downstairs, and there are boxes everywhere, and I’ve already asked for help for the big day. My dog seems excited for the change.
» Posted By Ellie On 08.25.2019 @ 9:36 am
Establishing boundaries is something I struggle with. Sometimes I associate this word with being set up or settled, but mostly I think about rules. Like playing a board game, or two little kids. I’m not sure what my own boundaries are-mostly I keep silent.
» Posted By Ellie On 03.02.2019 @ 11:52 am
They were dancing. Swaying back and forth like palm trees in a gentle breeze. His heart beat because he loved her so much. Up until this day they hadn’t been connected. But for these two minutes they were.
» Posted By Ellie On 01.16.2019 @ 8:13 am
Motels are pretty cool. I had one bad motel experience, though, which makes me think they are seedy. They are like hotels, but worse. The one time we stayed at a NH hotel, there were dead animals floating in the pool. My mom fished them out and made me swim, which terrified me. I guess I had health anxiety even back then. I was like 6 or 7, by the way.
» Posted By Ellie On 11.07.2018 @ 9:47 pm
It’s easier to say sorry when you’re wrong than when you feel you were truly in the right place. Everyone has a different truth though, and it’s important to look at each situation through multiple lenses.
» Posted By Ellie On 11.01.2018 @ 9:36 am
I was the tallest girl in my high school graduation. It was easy to remember where I stood in line to enter the auditorium. The back with the varsity boys basket ball team. I’ve been the tallest girl I know for a long time. Not gazelle like, or giraffe, but definitely a tower-er.
» Posted By Ellie On 09.01.2018 @ 1:19 pm
I love this word already. Usually, I refer to it as me. I’M generally my own worst enemy. There seems to be nothing I’m good at and nothing that puts me above the others. I’m one f the worst in ,y friend groups, not just out of smartness, but I’m also the group asshole, and the one who makes jokes people are always uncomfortable with. It’s… hard to live like that some times, you know?
» Posted By Ellie On 05.15.2018 @ 2:33 pm
I think of cloudy days as doomsdays. I don’t know why. On sunny days I’m an optimist, but when it’s cloudy or thundery I think the world is ending. I used to think I was a realist, or at least I thought I knew what the world was made of, but isn’t that a tad unrealistic?
» Posted By Ellie On 11.08.2017 @ 12:45 pm
It was 2011 and my then girlfriend and I were lying on her bed in her dad’s house watching “But I’m a cheerleader.” Her dad just thought I was her friend. It was a weird feeling. I watched that show as well as the L word.
» Posted By Ellie On 11.02.2017 @ 1:48 pm
I was staggering across the weathered, forbidden field when I saw something infront of me. My eyes were blurry so I couldn’t see what it was. All of a sudden, I fell to my feet… But why? The thing had stabbed me. It began to say, “Why were you staggering?” in a deep, mysterious voice. I replied, ” Ive broken my ankle…” starting to become petrified. I was dead.
» Posted By Ellie On 09.28.2017 @ 7:42 am
You stagger when you trip or fall. You stagger when you cant remember what you are saying or when you cant remember where your going.
» Posted By Ellie On 09.28.2017 @ 7:37 am
Nonfiction is the only thing that keeps wild grasslands, beautiful oceans, majestic trees, all of it, close to us in the greywashed suburbs and the dank and grimy city streets and even all the way back in the tiny red hut surrounded nothing but yellow grass and the sky above their heads. Thank god for it. It keeps us alive when nowhere else will.
» Posted By Ellie On 03.23.2017 @ 4:43 pm
He woke up to it. He fell asleep to it. That ache, deep within the part of the body so hard to reach it must only be the soul, had become a defining part of him. His longing for her.
» Posted By ellie On 02.04.2017 @ 1:59 am
She took a deep breath in “Here goes nothing.” She step into the kings courtroom. She bowed and drew in all of her confidents. “My Lord,” she began. “I have come with a song” She opened her mouth and sang with all of her heart.
» Posted By Ellie On 01.14.2016 @ 8:22 am
He took me to rural place where we stopped at an inn for the night. the out side was chilly but the fire was warm and welcoming. “Come, “he said to me “let me show you to your room.” this place is so wonderful. How I wish I could stay,” I tell him.”But you cant. We head for the alps tomorrow.” He says gravely. “Yes, I know” I say in sad tone………..
» Posted By Ellie On 01.13.2016 @ 12:08 pm
The beginning of there love was great but the end was very sad.
She looked for him in the crowd. She finnily spotted his face. She slapped him across the face but he didn’t care. He grabbed her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She wanted to stop him but she gave in and wrapped her arm around him. It was a moment that seemed to last forever. A loud sound made her turn around and a sudden pain made her fall to the floor she dared not look at the place where the pain came from but instead stared at her dear friend whose face was full of horror. Every thing went cold. She used the rest of her every thing in her power to give him one last good bye kiss. She tried to say she loved him but instead coughed up blood. She watched everything fade away. her love was gone forever………….
» Posted By Ellie On 01.12.2016 @ 11:15 am
The sum of one heart plus another heart is ether love or hate.
» Posted By Ellie On 01.11.2016 @ 7:33 am
the fine line
not necessarily the world
the fine line between people
i’m here and you’re there
i live one life
you live yours
two different people
but we both meet in the
» Posted By ellie On 01.09.2016 @ 6:33 pm
A shadow spread across the moon “Ellie come look. Shes dead, shes dead!!!!” yelled my little sister Morgan “what whose dead?” I ask running to see what the fuss was about. And there, lying on the ground, was moonleaf,my closest friend, teacher and famliy.
» Posted By Ellie On 01.05.2016 @ 8:13 am
i do not know the exact answer to this problem.
» Posted By Ellie On 01.04.2016 @ 9:31 am
i need to get this exact toy for my little sis or she will never let me live this down.
» Posted By Ellie On 01.04.2016 @ 9:27 am
He was a tyrant
Not a mean one
Not a political one
A tyrant in the sense that he took over my life
Demanding to be in my thoughts at all times
Wishing to be there
And i disappeared while he stayed strong
I became him and only him
Maybe that’s because that’s what I wanted
I wanted to be small and disappear
And he did that for me
But I eventually rose from the ashes
Bull-dowsed the devastation and him
I rebuilt myself
And finally there
» Posted By ellie On 01.01.2016 @ 7:17 pm
To see with your eyes like trees and food.
» Posted By Ellie On 12.14.2015 @ 11:15 am
His anatomy wasn’t one to marvel over… lumped and scarred and curved in places that should be firm and straight-edged on a man. And yet, as Elenor looked at him, she couldn’t help but stare.
» Posted By ellie On 10.27.2015 @ 1:07 pm
As i glanced at a lonely stall, I pondered about the lady behind it and if she ever felt the way I felt the way I did at that very moment. A strange, familiar feeling that we were all once here before…
» Posted By Ellie On 08.21.2015 @ 9:50 pm
They were in those hats singing the camptown races
And cheering way too loudly sipping mint juleps
And my sister was just in bliss to be one of them
And these noble creatures ran their hearts around the track
With tiny men clinging to their backs egging them on
» Posted By ellie On 07.03.2015 @ 12:03 pm
Snakes slither through brown grassy reeds. My mum always asked for “just a slither of cake” as it sounds like she is being less greedy. I think she actually got that term from my Grandmother – who, to be fair, is the sort of judgmental old lady who notices how much other people eat. On another note, I wonder whether JK Rowling considered Calling the Higwarts House, Slitherin or whether it was always just, Slytherin. I suppose that suggests the house members are more Sly. You can split Slither in two words: slit her, which doesn’t provide a pleasant mental image. Again, that perhaps fits with the Slytherin frame of mind?
» Posted By Ellie On 05.23.2015 @ 2:12 am
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Premium is an allusion of grandeur
Premium is a pretty lie on a package of china made goods
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» Posted By ellie On 03.10.2015 @ 8:20 am