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That was it. It was over almost as soon as it started, although it lasted just over 2 years. He loved her but she was no longer interested by his goofy smile and jokes. She was interested in, “more serious men” instead of the “silly boy” who was, indeed, very seriously in love with her.

» Posted By Maureen On 05.29.2015 @ 9:40 am


all i remember about the girl was her hair. every other detail has escaped me but her hair, oddly enough. endless strawberry blonde spirals down her back. smell of flowers and bouncier than a trampoline. amnesia sure is killer

» Posted By maureen On 02.11.2014 @ 8:57 pm


you do this whenever you can’t hold the weight of a secret anymore and you need someone’s help — but only someone who you can trust. it gives you relief, a rather nice feeling when you finally get the dreaded unknown off your back

» Posted By maureen On 02.09.2014 @ 7:51 pm


The knight went in pursuit of the princess. “Yo, you up ahead.” He yelled from the top of his galloping steed. “I see you with my fair princess!” With bullet speed, he launched his lunch apple at the kidnapper, hitting him smack in the head.

» Posted By Maureen On 12.06.2013 @ 12:21 pm


this is when you are talking about two people, when you and someone else what to do something you do it together. So the sentence will go something like, ‘you and me both…’ and I specially use it when someone says that they feel something and i want to agree.

» Posted By Maureen On 12.04.2012 @ 4:10 am


A place where I enter something new, something exciting.
familiar faces
New Challenges
Do I feel comfortable?
check my surroundings

» Posted By Maureen On 10.17.2012 @ 1:16 pm


“I dare you to do it,” she whispered.
“I couldn’t. It’s almost treason.”
“Sure you can Donnie, I’ll do it first.”
The British children then grabbed hands and ran around the block yelling “We hate Harry Potter and JK Rowling is a twit!”

» Posted By Maureen On 08.06.2012 @ 7:12 am


I can’t imagine what the problem could be this year. Maybe it’s psychological with Prince Fielder and now Grienke gone. They haven’t been playing too bad. Axford isn’t doing too hot

» Posted By Maureen On 07.30.2012 @ 9:44 pm


I was working as a distributor at a mobile phone company when we met. He was tall, lanky, a little geeky, but it didn’t matter; he had a million dollar smile. I wonder where he is now.

» Posted By Maureen On 06.27.2012 @ 7:48 am


What is a necessity? We all know the basics, food, shelter, etc. But we count meaningless man-made objects as necessities, while the only entertainment we could ever possibly need lies in the Earth around us. Go outside. Love your surroundings. Love yourself.

» Posted By Maureen On 06.03.2012 @ 10:29 am


He adopted a new personality for every situation. He changed his selves like clothes, and burned them after wearing them once.

» Posted By maureen On 02.09.2012 @ 7:04 pm


the door had a hinge on it. It is awesome because it makes the door go back and forth. It is probably the best invention in the world becasue we now get privacy. Even though the USA hates privact

» Posted By maureen On 01.23.2012 @ 9:09 pm


I suppose it was my fault, now that I think about it. I suppose I could have done better, tried harder, maybe cared a bit more. I really did love him, though. I suppose we both could have tried to fix our relationship; but at the same time, I think holding on to something that was falling apart was unhealthy. It was time to let go.

» Posted By maureen On 10.03.2011 @ 2:55 pm


we live on this planet, we
breathe (on) this planet we
dont know where our roots are going but
they take us to places we never saw
have seen before
we stretch above the ground like animals but
where is our sunlight?

» Posted By Maureen On 08.02.2011 @ 1:54 am


I have a crush on boy named Scotty. I have had a crush on him for 3 years :)
I love him with all my heart and he mean the absolute world to me. I want to spend the rest of my life with this “crush” boy < 3. We are made for eachother . We have been dating for almost 2 years now.. It was meant to be ! :) I looooove him ! xoxoxoxo

» Posted By Maureen On 06.29.2011 @ 8:09 am


I am a domestic person and love being at home. there is so much to do each day in an effort to keep my house tidy and domesticate my children! Some animals are domesticated: not that my children are animals! it is fun to watch some animals such as domestic goats clamboring about on rocks at the petting zoo. They love to nibble at anything withing reach.

» Posted By maureen On 05.20.2011 @ 12:52 am


Make your own statement. Take you own stand be original. That’s all you need to remember to become successful && be a good person.

» Posted By Maureen On 03.10.2011 @ 5:20 pm


The best example of my family would be a rainbow. All colours, bright an beautiful, and never ending

» Posted By Maureen On 03.06.2011 @ 8:30 am


I see the chocolate in the corner of the room, trying to tempt me. It looks so good! Unfortunately, it’s dark chocolate, you know what they say about it, it’s the meanest of the three (white, milk, and dark) hence the name. It ALWAYS bites back, but it’s so good! Sigh. Oh well. I walk over to the chocolate and…

» Posted By Maureen On 02.15.2011 @ 4:15 pm


I’m driving slowly down a country lane, the sun is shining and I am in no hurry. It’s a beautiful, lazy, summer day, the bird are singing, and then splat a bug hits my windscreen, I think it was suicide.

» Posted By Maureen On 02.04.2011 @ 4:35 pm

“NO!” I screamed as my brother took the knife to his throat. “YOURE ALL IVE GOT!!” I said as he fell back, and suddenly, I was the only thing breathiing in the room.

» Posted By Maureen On 02.04.2011 @ 4:15 pm


I know I’m a wrench, but you haven’t heard my story. My parents are dead and now I’m on the move, just me and my little sis, who has cancer.

» Posted By Maureen On 02.03.2011 @ 4:46 pm


I hear the little girls breaths slow and die. What is this sticky substance on my hands coming from the girl’s shirt? No lights, so how should I know? Who is this little girl? Now other then my now dead little sister, Holly. Thanks, Dad. You made me cry for the first time. Ever.

» Posted By Maureen On 02.01.2011 @ 6:01 pm

There is a little girl in the corner of the darkroom, dead. Who is this little girl? No other than my sister. She lingers here, waiting to have revenge on the man who did this. Our father.

» Posted By Maureen On 02.01.2011 @ 5:50 pm


So, I typed up my resume. I really want the job; it would be so amazing. I’m nervous about going to the interview, but excited at the possibility of starting a new chapter in my life. So, I hit print, and out the door I go.

» Posted By Maureen On 01.31.2011 @ 10:48 am


Every year, that day would come where they handed out reports. I dreaded taking mine home. Oh well, it was better than the end of the year when they mailed them, always taking you by surprise when they arrived.
Glad I don’t get reports any more.

» Posted By Maureen On 01.27.2011 @ 6:27 pm


We got a giant cardboard box and we took markers and glue and paper. We knew what we were doing. It didn’t take long to transform it into a rocket.
We climbed in, and our imaginations took us to outer space.

» Posted By Maureen On 01.25.2011 @ 6:33 am


I believe the people you once loved have been torn down by your few words. The slight speech you have spoken has left them all hurt and ragged. Shirts worn and torn, faces dirty and sad. Only reflections of the internal destruction you have caused.

» Posted By Maureen On 01.10.2011 @ 5:40 pm


I was wishing that we would have a white Christmas and wouldn’t you know it – we didn’t!! But the very next day, we got 2 feet of snow. It was wonderfully fabulous and gave us much joy in sledding and building forts.

» Posted By Maureen On 12.29.2010 @ 5:02 pm


The silverware is tarnished. Who cares? No-one ever uses silverware anymore anyway. Regular old flatware for this girl. I guess the silverware will remain tarnished. Unless, of course, someone wants to polish it.

» Posted By Maureen On 12.28.2010 @ 7:37 pm

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