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embellish

The dress sat in the corner, dusty and graying. Long ago it seemed someone had tried to embellish the sleeves, but now it looked mangled, forgotten…

» Posted By Jessica G On 02.24.2013 @ 3:09 pm

stalled

Someone else had started using her name to post writings. It bothered her but she managed to stall the emotion enough to decide that that was petty, and whoever else was using her first name and initial was not nearly as good a writer a she was, and it was all that mattered.

» Posted By Jessica G On 02.22.2013 @ 12:19 pm

She hesitated before she entered the room. All fifteen sorority sisters sat in a half circle along the side of the room and a single chair in the middle stood waiting for her. Suddenly she realized this was the last thing she wanted to do, but now she felt like she had no real choice.

» Posted By Jessica G On 02.22.2013 @ 12:16 pm

baby

Justin Bieber.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.29.2013 @ 2:17 pm

visitor

I like being a visitor. Especially in foreign lands. However once people know your name and your story are you no longer a visitor? How long does one remain a visitor before you are known as a resident? I know where I ultimately belong so I don’t feel the need to be a resident anywhere in particular, I prefer to be a visitor :)

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.28.2013 @ 1:45 pm

cool

Not just something you can feel but something you can be. Cool man. It’s all cool. You’re way cool. It’s cool out here. Too cool for school. See? I think deep down everyone wants to be cool. Even if it’s just a little.

Like me :)

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.28.2013 @ 8:47 am

ahead

This word gives me hope.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.25.2013 @ 10:07 pm

real

Sometimes I prefer fairy tales.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.22.2013 @ 9:55 pm

Real is what I felt for him and what he stopped feeling for me. Real is our age and the distance between us. Real is the fact that he doesn’t care. Real, reality, really? Real.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.22.2013 @ 9:51 pm

sound

I can’t decide what my favorite sound is. I love music so I guess I like the sound of instruments playing together in a melody, but I also like the sounds of nature;the wind rustling through the trees, birds chirping. The best sounds are those that move you in the inside. I guess those are my favorite.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.18.2013 @ 1:03 pm

choose

I choose life.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.17.2013 @ 7:31 pm

Don’t make me! I don’t want to just yet. Besides it’s really not up to me anymore. He chose for the two of us. I would have chosen differently. That’s the tricky thing about these kinds of things. When they choose differently than you what is left for YOU to choose? It’s been decided on and chosen for you.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.17.2013 @ 12:57 pm

sweep

I am pretty sure this was yesterday’s word and to be honest I don’t like it. It’s boring. I made up a silly story about my mother having a speech impedient where she would say sweep instead of sleep. So today I’ve got nothing for you. The word sweep isn’t sexy at all. It’s a verb and as much as I like to clean it isn’t my favorite task. Sweep. Sweep. Sweep. I prefer the word Sweet.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.17.2013 @ 6:23 am

“Go to sweep!” she yelled. But the truth is I wasn’t ready to sleep. True it had been a long day but 9pm was way to early for bedtime. “SWEEP!” this time she said it louder. I thought it would be funny to take a broom and start sweeping, that’s when she hit me the broom and ordered me to “sweep.” Mothers always win even when they have a speech impediment.

» Posted By Jessica G On 01.16.2013 @ 2:40 pm

rise

The sun rises over the rooftops of the apartments across the street and it seems as if the person who picked the orange color of the buildings had me in mind, for as the sun tinted the sky pink behind them it painted a beautiful picture one I love waking up to every morning.

» Posted By Jessica G On 11.29.2012 @ 11:29 am

possible

Is it possible? I didn’t think it was going to happen this fast and yet there I was…bumbling like a fool and being all giggly. It’s not that I wanted it to happen this fast, and it’s actually not like something is happening at all, I just don’t know what to do about it, I’m out of my head tonight….

» Posted By Jessica G On 10.06.2012 @ 11:35 am

breath

This morning it was chilly in the room. But as I took my first breath go the day of my 18th birthday everything felt warm and welcoming, I looked down to find a trail of sticky notes leading to a happy birthday sign in the suite’s living room and i knew I’d found a niche.

» Posted By Jessica G On 09.27.2012 @ 11:52 am

together

together, it means to come in a group of two or more.
us wichita falls high school have a football team and they work together to win all our football games

» Posted By Jessica G On 09.18.2012 @ 6:52 am

blindness

She never though about how her feelings of self-deprecation blinded her to the world’s delights. Every time someone said they liked her, romantic or not, she refused to see that should could be liked, loved even. And it was not an easy ride to self confidence.

» Posted By Jessica G On 09.15.2012 @ 4:40 pm

flex

It’s not a feeling you get very often, sometimes it just comes along out of nowhere. But why would it have ever come to this? flexibility is not my strong point, not in a thousand years, but I never thought it would come to this. And now there’s nothing left to do but wait…

» Posted By Jessica G On 09.07.2012 @ 11:02 pm

lodge

The girl sat all winter locked up that old lodge. She never came out, no one ever came in, until the snow began to melt, and then it seemed as if the very sun was the only force pulling her from her depths, tearing her from what she had been buried in all season long…

» Posted By Jessica G On 05.23.2012 @ 5:26 pm

insect

The thing was that she never really had been icky about insects. And that bothered most people. She couldn’t understand how lack of fear was any cause for concern, but there she was, sitting alone like always…

» Posted By Jessica G On 05.14.2012 @ 9:49 pm

lending

Joan didn’t know why she was friends with Bree anymore. Since the beginning there were little things that Bree did that irked her, pet peeves if you will. Like, why was she so stingy with lending anything, and yet so boastful about how she could have whatever she wanted and then some?

» Posted By Jessica G On 05.13.2012 @ 10:08 am

primitive

The instinct that kicked in at that moment was the most primitive she’d ever felt. And she’d never though she could ever ‘feel’ primitive. But as her feet led her past trees and over fallen logs at a speed even she couldn’t believe, she was thankful and scared that her body could, at any moment, take over, even if sometimes she didn’t want it to…

» Posted By Jessica G On 05.11.2012 @ 7:02 am

nominated

She didn’t want to run for office but she was nominated and there was no going back. That’s how it worked here, it was involuntary voluntarism and she had never had a choice…

» Posted By Jessica G On 05.06.2012 @ 10:18 am

upright

The chair no longer sat upright like it used to. Worn and tired, its legs now stuck out at odd angles. The table next to it, almost perfect and elegantly polished, served only as a reminder to the chair of all that it could not be, no matter how hard it tried.

» Posted By Jessica G On 05.05.2012 @ 9:21 am

hearing

I sat in class trying my hardest to listen to the teacher. But for some reason I couldn’t concentrate. No, not for SOME reason. I knew exactly why, but I didn’t have the courage to do anything about it. What if he laughed at me? I’d never talked to him, seven years of being in the same school and we’d never exchanged so much as a look…yes, this was it, it was soon going to be over, and I’d never know what it would’ve felt like to know him…

» Posted By Jessica G On 05.04.2012 @ 6:56 am

separate

She didn’t understand why she felt apart from everyone else. She should’ve been feeling just as excited, just as anxious to go…but she wasn’t, and it killed her that she couldn’t just conform. Why was it always she who stood looking a little off, not quite distant, and yet somehow not present either…

» Posted By Jessica G On 05.02.2012 @ 6:54 am

chief

The man strolled down the main road. He had never been one for cheesy sayings, but today all he could think about was that being chief wasn’t easy, and it certainly didn’t look as if it would be getting any easier soon. For now, all he had to look forward to was getting home and sitting in silence…

» Posted By Jessica G On 02.03.2012 @ 11:52 am

wagon

The wagon trotted along the worn path. I sat in the back carriage, under a blanket, thinking about everything we had left behind, and dreading the coming weeks. The reason for our move still evaded me, and I had no idea why we couldn’t just turn back.

» Posted By Jessica G On 02.02.2012 @ 8:37 am

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