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» Posted By gabbie On 03.16.2016 @ 8:04 pm


I swear I honestly had no reason to believe that gun was loaded.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.01.2013 @ 5:55 pm


i willed this person to tell me what happened. to tell me why he killed her. why he took her from this precious world. away from me, away from her life. away from her love. he looked at me with his brown eyes, smiled and said “because i loved it.”

» Posted By gabbie On 02.15.2013 @ 7:05 pm


The library called to me, each book whispered my name. Their voices all distinct but each one familiar in some way to me.

» Posted By Gabbie On 11.24.2012 @ 1:15 pm

Stacks of books piled up around me. I sit in the room where the books go before being re-shelved, the disorder and chaos here match my current mental state. The order of the rest of the library is too much for me now.

» Posted By Gabbie On 11.24.2012 @ 11:30 am


today is saturday, just your average saturday. the birds are chirping and the sun is shining. i guess you could call it a nice saturday, an amazing saturday. a great saturday. a simple saturday. today is just saturday

» Posted By gabbie On 06.29.2012 @ 10:04 pm


carnival is a event where animals and humans interact. lol ive been to like maybe 3 carnivals and there actully really fun. there fun..?

» Posted By Gabbie On 02.14.2012 @ 10:56 am


The sacrifice he made coming to visit me. I know he has things to do, I know there’s work, school, his own life but still he came. And that had to mean something right? He came and that’s what mattered to me and hopefully it meant something to him. Hopefully for that hour he was able to forget the stress, forget world and just be with me.

» Posted By Gabbie On 10.29.2011 @ 3:30 pm


The braid was slung around her neck, tied with a pink bow on the end. She clutched her books to her, afraid that everyone was looking at her. She walked faster, as she sensed this was true. She finally finds the room and walks in.

» Posted By Gabbie On 10.01.2011 @ 4:16 pm


the playground was covered in snow, the children giggling happily as they ran to it. it had been a cold winter, and now it was February, so the kids could finally get out and play, even though it was still cold out.

» Posted By Gabbie On 09.27.2011 @ 1:11 pm


when i first saw this i was like wtf? what am i supposed to write about? i still dont know what to write. *sigh* oh well. port. shipping port. time portal. yay.

» Posted By gabbie On 09.23.2011 @ 9:23 am


i had this word yesterday. i dont want to write about it again. *sigh* i like sleeping on couches. although i like the word sofa better, it sounds more compfy and cushy, like a couch/sofa should be.

» Posted By gabbie On 09.22.2011 @ 6:02 am


i dont know what to think about this. everyone in my class has the same word. i dont know . ima am thinkging to much im hungry, i dont know hwat to write but tii think this is really cool, and i can already tell that i am making alot of spelling mistkeaks. i dont like typing fast. im thirtsy. i am worrrying to mucch about twhat to write and about spelling. i dont know what to write about uummm i dont know how much tieme i have left.

» Posted By gabbie On 09.21.2011 @ 7:10 am


Finally, I had reached the end of the line and all I could think of were the last words he had said to me, “In order to succeed, you have to give it your everything, otherwise it won’t feel like success at all.”

» Posted By Gabbie On 08.17.2011 @ 11:14 am


brick brick brick. too hard to write about, really. It absorbs heat in the winter time. A summer rock ready to construct a home. It’s thrown in movies to hit the villain hard in the face. brickity brick.

» Posted By Gabbie On 08.08.2011 @ 12:36 pm


The wings sprung from my back allowing me to rid myself of the burden of walking. The prison of being trapped on the ground instead of flying free in the skies where I belonged. The sun on my face and the wind rushing through my wings.

» Posted By Gabbie On 07.31.2011 @ 2:29 pm


I’ll be there for you.

» Posted By gabbie On 07.24.2011 @ 3:22 pm


The wind rushed past, the cold air numbing my face while the tears streamed from my eyes ruining my carefully applied make up. “Fuck it”, I thought, I’m having a blast and I kept my head out of the sunroof of the limo.

» Posted By Gabbie On 06.02.2011 @ 9:49 pm


My life revolved around the domestic details of my household. When did I turn into the person I despised? The kind who let her husband control her life until al lI did now was cook and clean the house. Twenty years ago I didn’t even know how to cook, so much for the plans I had in store.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.20.2011 @ 8:09 am


He stood there with his back towards me and I behind him resisting the temptation to reach out and touch him. He was no longer mine, despite my not having had a say in he matter. I was tempted to just hug him and kiss him and beg him to stay, but his mind was made up. He was leaving me.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.18.2011 @ 7:45 am


Face glowing with sweat, she shone with the look of a great workout. Having just left dancing she was exhausted but felt accomplished that finally she had nailed those fouette turns.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.12.2011 @ 8:34 pm


The cold wind blows an I shiver deep down feeling the chills at the core of my very bones. He wraps his arms more tightly around me trying to transfer his warmth all over me. Still I shiver. He holds me closely and promises that one day we’ll both have our sunlight.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.11.2011 @ 11:28 pm


He leaned on my shoulder, the tears falling from his eyes and sobs heaving out of him. I wrapped my arm around him and rubbed his back in a soothing way to console him. He hiccoughed and turned his tear stained face to look at me and solemnly asked, “When fish die, do they go to heaven?”

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.10.2011 @ 6:48 pm


I’m not even going to try and be creative and artsy with this one. The first thing that came to mind when I saw this word was an old dancehall song from way back in the day. I think it was by elephant man but I wouldnt swear, and it went “me and my crew have di whole city lock, impress di gyal dem wid di style weh we got.”

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.09.2011 @ 11:28 am


I sat down and watched the sun come up. Tears dried on my face and my eyes felt scratchy. I had spent the entire night crying because he had left me. The love of my life was no longer that. But somehow I didn’t mind that, in fact to me it seemed to be somewhat of a rebirth.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.08.2011 @ 11:33 pm


The heel of my stiletto pressed against his chest and he told me to apply more pressure. He was a definitely kinkier than the guys I normally dated, but he was also the most amazing, both in and out of bed. He was a gentleman in the truest sense of the word.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.06.2011 @ 7:22 pm


I thought about life as I looked up at the stars. I was at camp, the same one I’ve been going to for the past six summers of my life and this would be my final year here. I thought about where I saw myself going and who would be involved. Never in a million years though would I have guessed that I’d lose my best friend. Not to an accident or anything but just to life.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.04.2011 @ 9:08 pm


Keeled over, projectile vomit forcing its way out my system. He held back my hair and rubbed my back. Tears streaming down and I’m heaving over the bucket then he hands me his bandana to wipe my face.

» Posted By Gabbie On 05.02.2011 @ 8:31 pm


A field of clovers stretched before me and I wondered if I’d find the lucky one. I remember my Dad telling me how he once found one and later that same day he met my Mom. He still has it dried and pressed in an old bible of his. He’s kept it all these years because he’s convinced that that’s what brought him to my mother.

» Posted By Gabbie On 04.30.2011 @ 9:04 pm


Noises rang out, the cacophony of seagulls on the shore, their choir providing the chorus and hymns for that hallowed area of the beach.

» Posted By Gabbie On 04.29.2011 @ 8:15 pm

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