Comments Posted By Leticia
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I have a bottle. Do you like a bottle? I have a big bottle, and it have a water. I like bottles. And my bottle is black.
» Posted By Letícia On 07.17.2019 @ 6:01 pm
The cold air just wouldn’t give him a break. Jumping out, kicking the tire, he walked home instead.
“Tomorrow I’m getting a job” he muttered.
» Posted By Leticia On 08.17.2016 @ 7:38 pm
“You know what, I think tomorrow, I’m going to get up, cash out my savings, leave my cell phone and identification behind me. I’m going to get into my car and drive until I find the new city I’ll spend the rest of my life.”
“You just don’t want to take the statistics test tomorrow. Now get back to studying.”
» Posted By Leticia On 01.26.2014 @ 8:54 am
I trace the edges, but the picture doesn’t come out quite like I envisioned. Maybe that’s part of life. No matter how much you try to stay along the edges, unnoticed, you inevitably go out into the open void and begin creating your own image, your own drawing. In time, you’ve forgotten the stencil and see a new creation.
» Posted By Leticia On 01.24.2014 @ 4:45 am
“Common, punk, let’s see what you’ve got!”, the 250-lb bully said, waving the knife in Eric’s face.
Eric slowly sighed and looked up at the Neanderthal. *Not again,* he thought.
With a roll of the eyes, Eric raised his gun and shot the idiot.
“Never bring a knife to a gun fight,” Eric said to the dying man.
» Posted By Leticia On 03.04.2013 @ 6:54 am
This last September 11th makes us remember about two memorable towers that used to have in the U.S and nowadays represents the terrorism and how bad people can get when it comes to greed.
» Posted By Leticia On 09.12.2012 @ 7:33 am
half a dozen eggs were used to make the cake although later on we needed some more, the supermarket was closed, and guess what? we didn’t use them. the result was pretty good, though, the cake was exquisit and everybody enjoyed it.
» Posted By leticia On 08.22.2012 @ 7:06 am
The squad car came around the corner, but Jesse had already started running. He’d seen the flashing blue lights two minutes before. Ducking into a dark alleyway and then into an even darker doorframe, he smiled as the car drove past him.
“Maybe next time, Pigs!” he thought.
» Posted By Leticia On 07.20.2012 @ 6:56 am
This word makes me think about 2002. Kristen Vetter had somehow finagled us 20 dollar SXSW wristbands and we were able to attend seeing bands from all over the world. We were supposed to see Hot, HOt, Heat , who sings a song called Bandages, but we were busted before we could. It was the last day and we had already seen so many bands we didn’t care.
» Posted By Leticia On 07.12.2012 @ 7:57 pm
Eventually there comes a time when we transform. From what we used to be to what we are now. How many times it happens throughout our life, who knows. We are always transforming. Sometimes for the good, sometimes for the bad.
» Posted By Leticia On 05.27.2012 @ 9:24 pm
i can’t write, i can’t speak. my ability to function is on hold until further notice.
anybody have any ideas how to jump start my love of writing?
» Posted By Leticia On 01.31.2012 @ 6:07 am
She stood behind the door waiting for him to enter. It had been a long day and everyone had been wonderful to help her.
There was a clinking from his keys. She had to suppress her giggle. The hinge creaked as he opened the door. The light flickered and she knew it was time.
» Posted By Leticia On 01.24.2012 @ 7:34 am
Anywhere but here Rachel thought s she served another customer.
Looking out the window, she saw another homeless woman walking past the diner. A look of longing passed her face as she continued to push the shopping cart.
“Well, I guess it could be worse,” Rachel thought as she took another order..
» Posted By Leticia On 12.01.2011 @ 10:04 am
“Here you go, MIss” the taxi driver said as he stopped along the curb.
Savannah opened the door and stared at the Manhattan skyline. Tomorrow she’d start auditioning for a role in the chorus line.
Frank Sinatra was right. If she could make it here, she could make it anywhere.
» Posted By Leticia On 11.29.2011 @ 2:32 pm
Kirby walked through the halls, the galleries. It all made for a lovely postcard, but nothing took his breath away. Turning the corner he saw it, the painting he had to have. It was the one that reminded him of love and death and everything that mattered.
It was the one SHE had done in art school.
» Posted By Leticia On 11.26.2011 @ 1:00 pm
» Posted By Letícia On 11.20.2011 @ 9:59 am
It’s hard to be on a relationship without sacrifice. Even though the other person does not know how much you sacrifice for them and you regret it later. It’s just part of it.
» Posted By Letícia On 10.29.2011 @ 5:38 pm
“Don’t forget to put the napkins down first,” Abigail heard her mother cry from the kitchen.
Thanksgiving dinner was always a bitch, but for once, Abigail decided to drop her own bit of news tonight.
“Mom, do you mind? I invited a friend over?” Abigail asked.
Fireworks were never anticipated more.
» Posted By Leticia On 10.06.2011 @ 11:54 am
He was pressed against his high school crush as they waited for the birthday girl to arrive.
“Sorry, it’s so crammed in here,” he whispered.
“I don’t mind,” she replied as she pressed herself closer to them.
A light flashed on outside the door and the other party guests were yelling “Surprise!”
“Maybe we should go out there,” he remarked.
“Maybe we should stay,” she replied.
» Posted By Leticia On 09.25.2011 @ 4:50 pm
Climging down into the hill, Arnold couldn’t help but wonder what he was doing carrying this heavy load for some queen who couldn’t possibly remember him.
Technically, she was his mother, but did she remember? Did she even greet him on the anniversary of his birth? No, she simply said, “Bring more food.”
» Posted By Leticia On 09.05.2011 @ 6:58 pm
“How much do you want?” she couldn’t help but eye the diamond. He thought it was a fake, but she could tell it wasn’t.
His eyes squinted. “It’s worth more isn’t it? Maybe I should talk to someone else.” He turned to leave out the pawn shop.
» Posted By Leticia On 08.30.2011 @ 3:43 pm
“Chances are…” the crooner sang in the background.
Dave turned to Mona. “Can I have this dance, love?”
With a smile she accepted. He had waited years for her arrival. Now that she was here, in heaven, they were going to dance as they once did a lifetime ago.
Twilight faded as the sunset. A new day of eternity would break with the dawn’s first rays.
» Posted By Leticia On 08.28.2011 @ 7:10 pm
The van with the mattresses on top was only going 30 mph in a 70. Eric wanted to reach out of his Mercedes-Benz E350 and throttle the family man. Didn’t he know there were side roads for this sort of nonsense?
Instead, he passed the redheaded mom in the driver’s seat and blew her a kiss.
» Posted By Leticia On 08.20.2011 @ 3:54 pm
“Oh, I miss YOU already,” she cooed over the phone.
With a trace of doubt, he replied, “You do?”
Beep — beep
“Yes. Oh, sweetie, that’s my mother on the other line. Let me call you later?” She breathed.
“I’ll talk to you later.”
“Who were you talking to, Sweetie?”
» Posted By Leticia On 08.19.2011 @ 6:56 pm
I can’t help but think of Psalm … 42? That says, “As a deer longs for a the flowing stream, so I long for you oh, Lord.” … I can’t help but wonder, what happens when the spring is dry and there is no signs of rain? Will the deer wither and die?
And will the waters that come after care?
» Posted By Leticia On 08.18.2011 @ 2:46 pm
The fever was over a hundred and four. Time to call the doctor.
“The doctor will be here soon, Sweetie. Just hold on.” The frantic mother tried to call the boy. He had been sick for days. His pallor was off. This might mean a hospital visit.
How could they afford it? She wondered.
» Posted By Leticia On 07.24.2011 @ 6:36 pm
She stared at the flowers on her mother’s kitchen table. Just two days ago she remembered sitting there while her mother put them in the vase. Her mother was always good at placing flowers.
Now, she was alone and her mother was gone.
And the violets wilted.
» Posted By Leticia On 07.21.2011 @ 5:32 pm
“Give me a B!” the second cheerleader yelled.
“B” the crowd replied.
On and on they went. Spelling a word that meant more to describe the head cheerleader than the players they were rooting for.
» Posted By Leticia On 07.20.2011 @ 6:41 am
He threw the cigarette out of the car. It smoldered for a second, but caught some dry grass. By the time he got home, 200 acres were blackened ash. The television recorded the disaster.
He lit another cancer stick and changed the stations.
» Posted By Leticia On 07.16.2011 @ 2:27 pm
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The young man made a low bow before he rose to greet the queen. He had been asked to present himself to her.
“Yes,” she replied. “You will do nicely.”
She licked her lips in anticipation. He would do very nicely.
» Posted By Leticia On 07.15.2011 @ 10:43 am