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I think tires are those things we’ve got in cars. they’re round and they go round and round every day in many cars. I’ve seen some flat tires, especcially those with a nail in it.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 03.29.2018 @ 2:26 pm
is the same about narrow thing
» Posted By Jacqueline On 07.21.2014 @ 5:30 am
When I was a child my father bought me a red balloon. in my naive mind I thought it would help me float to places unknown. that afternoon I let go of my precious adventure seeking charm while drifting to sleep on my fathers shoulder. I never knew where my balloon went, but I always knew I had missed the adventure.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 06.28.2013 @ 10:04 pm
like a platter for thanksgiving dinner. Herself feasted upon, first with greedy eyes then shameless fingers crawled tentatively into her crevacises.
» Posted By jacqueline On 12.10.2012 @ 3:46 pm
As she walks into the room, all the eyes immediately land on her. A simple human being. How is it possible? She looks as if though no effort needs to be taken to take others, to consume them. But she doesn’t walk, she floats. How is she possible?
» Posted By Jacqueline On 10.18.2012 @ 10:55 am
I flexed my arms with all the strength I could muster. I heard a bone crack and detaches itself from my feeble joint. I winced in pain as my foe approaches me, weapon in one hand, the other balled into a fist. I shut my eyes and wait for the blow….
» Posted By Jacqueline On 09.08.2012 @ 1:19 am
what to do. When i don’t know where to begin i always turn to instructions. They always lead me right and never fail me except when i may fail them. Sometimes they aren’t very clear. Sometimes they are confusing. But usually they are very helpful.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 07.21.2012 @ 4:04 pm
The ship’s crew let down the anchor at the harbour. They called out to those who stood watching, “Ahoy! we’re here!”
» Posted By Jacqueline On 07.16.2012 @ 3:55 am
Her frozen corrupted body fell into the ocean’s tears – the pieces of the ship collapsing all over her. And did she think that in her very end, she would only cry – whine about how cold she was? Forget the lost members & screw the treasures – She didn’t want to feel this cold. Nor alone – so frozen, shaking, & the want for warmth soon died with her.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 07.01.2012 @ 1:17 am
I see a tennis player hitting a ball back and forth, back and forth across a court. This is the game of a lifetime. If he wins this, he becomes a champion. The pressure sets in as the sweat falls from his forehead.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 06.10.2012 @ 6:02 pm
he jumped of the cliff, twisting and turning in the air. His wings were a dark black and took the form of a bat’s wings just before he hit the ground. I had never seen such a being like him. All the stories about demons were wrong. They’re not evil they’re beautiful.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 05.26.2012 @ 1:42 pm
when i was younger there was a park by my old house that we used to do back flips off the swings, one day m friend fell straight onto her back, we were all fearful she couldn’t breath we all rushed to her side
» Posted By Jacqueline On 03.06.2012 @ 1:25 pm
The crew of th
» Posted By Jacqueline On 02.29.2012 @ 11:04 pm
I walked to the art gallery.I was very excited that i would get open to open an exhibit of paintings painted by my mother.Suddenly a shady man pulled me aside and said’I want those paintings,and I’ll do anything to get them!”I felt a shiver pass through my spine.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 02.21.2012 @ 7:32 pm
First i thought it was dessert. but then it said desert. so now i shall say something about it in the time i have left. for some reason i can’t stop thinking about dessert. maybe i’m hungry and i want a strawberry shortcake. where was i? oh yea. desert. yellow sandy stormy eyes hurt camels? eragon. alagaesia. that book by christopher paolini with the giant desert in the center. called the hadarac desert. has anyone read the book? it’s pretty good. what else. sand sand sand. egypt. kings. sphinx. harsh, cold, hot, bipolar desert.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 12.28.2011 @ 4:06 pm
the torrential downpour set the mood. A cup of ‘Jessie’s Tea’, Stumble Upon, and a little bit of Bon Iver and my afternoon was complete.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 11.05.2011 @ 11:06 am
One time at basketball practice I had an epiphany. I realized how a drill worked even though I had been doing it for years. It had never made sense and then suddenly BAM. I got it. Then Anne wanted to know but I wouldn’t tell her unless she scored a certain number of baskets in our game that day. She never did in any game after that. I still won’t tell her what my epiphany was or anything.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 11.01.2011 @ 7:25 pm
I am convinced that I need a new computer, better yet, a lap top, even better yet, a Mac. I do not like this old computer and I miss my laptop. Hopefully I will be able to look into getting something soon.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 09.23.2011 @ 2:51 pm
Everyone will have to give account of themselves. That’s a scary thought. But it’s right there. We all have to give an account of what we have done with the time God has given us. Boy, am I in trouble! I sure have wasted what He’s given me.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 09.15.2011 @ 4:17 am
They were expecting the rally at dawn. It was going to be headed by Stevens, who had come up with the idea in the first place. Everyone was unsure. The decision had been made in desperate haste, with the hopes of salvaging just a little ground and some damaged pride.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 09.14.2011 @ 10:00 am
i Wouldn’t trade in my children for anything. I love them each and every one, even though they drive me crazy sometimes. Yes, there are times when I think I might like to trade my life in for another life, times when I’d like a change or a break, but I wouldn’t want to trade it for good.
» Posted By jacqueline On 09.13.2011 @ 7:46 am
how old people used to make money and live
one gives one gets
first way of living
» Posted By Jacqueline On 09.12.2011 @ 8:33 pm
because i am so lacking
and i am not what you’re looking for
when i see you walk away
when our feelings start to change
and i no longer understand
but being left will always sting more
and it’ll leave scars
» Posted By jacqueline On 09.04.2011 @ 10:13 pm
haha i didnt realize i would be writing bout the same subject again after i did the first one today. i didn’t finish what i wanted to say last time and i wanna finish this time. so beforehand, silk reminds me of silkworms and not like what e
» Posted By Jacqueline On 08.23.2011 @ 5:19 pm
It’s soft. it’s silky. it’s made by silkworms and it’s white and pretty
but i feel bad for all the silkworms that die in the process
i mean i know silkworms don’t have a central brain and cant feel
but i still feel bad because they are all killed in the process
and then they all die
» Posted By Jacqueline On 08.23.2011 @ 5:08 pm
A deer is a majestic animal. Thin, sleek and quick. With shining eyes. Deer in the headlights. Afraid of humans. Hunted, but they should not be. Bambi. Beauty. Lovely.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 08.18.2011 @ 7:16 pm
Thomas Fuller or someone once said that Muses love the morning
I guess I should get up earlier
I woke up at 2 PM today
Haven’t written my morning pages yet
My muse loves silence
And will visit me at any time of day
Just as long as it is completely quiet
» Posted By Jacqueline On 07.29.2011 @ 6:27 pm
Sing to me, Muse
To amuse is to be a true artist–or not.
» Posted By Jacqueline On 07.28.2011 @ 3:14 pm
it lets you talk louder when spoken through, your voice is amplified when spoken through this device, usually used in strikes or rallies to get voice heard from a crowd, i wish i could use a megaphone, because ive never used one.
» Posted By jacqueline On 07.19.2011 @ 11:37 am
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» Posted By jacqueline On 07.19.2011 @ 7:59 am