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We stood there, me completely still, him trembling against my gaze. I mentally scoffed, what a coward. I’m not a merciful being, and will slice without a second thought, as i was trained to do. But he makes me want to rethink that.
» Posted By meagan On 09.20.2014 @ 1:10 pm
I don’t think I’m very brave. I don’t feel like I could do anything that has anything to do with bravery, whether it’s standing up for something I believe in or diving off a cliff just because. I’m a wimp, a loser when it comes to things like that. It takes a certain talent to be brave.
» Posted By Meagan On 08.17.2014 @ 4:26 am
his hair was on fire. he couldn’t believe it. she through the fire at him. and it was all he could do to dodge getting his nose burned off. but now his gorgoeous flowing hair was lopsided on one side. oh she will get hers. no worries there.
» Posted By meagan On 07.30.2014 @ 6:35 pm
I ran as fast as I could, feeling my heart beating like a caged butterfly. Clutching my handbag to my chest I resisted the urge to glance behind me. I could hear footsteps pounding furiously behind me.
» Posted By Meagan On 09.30.2013 @ 6:46 pm
her breasts adorned her figure like ornaments on a christmas tree, perfectly and with exact festivity.
» Posted By meagan On 06.20.2013 @ 10:08 pm
I remember coach well. He was awful to me. Hell, he was awful to everybody. He didn’t play favorites, but he singled me out every day. He used to yell at me. Swear at me. One time he called out my eye roll in front of everybody. I’ll never forget that man. Or that I owe all my success to him.
» Posted By Meagan On 06.10.2013 @ 11:15 am
She was destined for it. She didn’t know it at the time but it was her destiny. The thing she had been waiting all her life for and she didn’t even realize it when it hit her. It was everything she had ever dreamed of, but she still had yet to learn this.
» Posted By Meagan On 03.26.2013 @ 6:24 pm
It withered and died on the windowsill. The dirt underneath it was cracked and dried, choking the life out of it. Like an old woman’s hand. The life leaking out till its paper.
» Posted By Meagan On 03.10.2013 @ 2:28 pm
I climb over the rocky terrain. This is my dream. This is what I want to do. To be out in nature, one with it, breathing in the oxygen and breathing out carbon dioxide, a cycle. Me and the plants. We work together.
» Posted By Meagan On 03.09.2013 @ 7:03 pm
Gifts, clothes, Walmart, store, defective, not needed, already used
» Posted By Meagan On 03.07.2013 @ 12:23 pm
I think of cool like Johnny Bravo when I see cool I think of the rude kids at my school when I think of cool I think of everything I am not when I see cool I think of what I am not I think of what is the opposite of nerdy I think of what is the opposite of everything fun I think of stereotypes and I think of secretly dying inside while trying to portray an image I think of looking back on high school days and regretting everything you were and wishing you did what you wanted instead of being “cool” instead of being what everyone else wanted you to be.
» Posted By Meagan On 01.27.2013 @ 7:21 pm
Experience. Thats what the woman in the stingy gray suit told me I needed. College is what I have been waiting for my whole life. I planned on college being the experience of my life, now I have to tell them about my experiences before I can go have more?
» Posted By Meagan On 01.06.2013 @ 4:53 am
Lord have mercy. He cried at the steps of the pearly white gates, head on the floor kneeling in the childs pose position.
“Lord, Please” He cried in an effort to save him from the fiery pit of Hell.
» Posted By Meagan On 01.05.2013 @ 6:38 am
I placed my hand on the arm of the seat separating us. He intertwined his fingers through mine. I got so lost in the feeling of him actually holding my hand I hadn’t even noticed that Mark Whalberg was in the process of killing some man from Panama on the huge screen in front of my face.
» Posted By Meagan On 01.03.2013 @ 5:29 pm
People react to situations in a measured way. Or, at least, they are supposed to. We are never able to just let our hair down and just do, just be. React with our first emotion.
» Posted By Meagan On 11.14.2012 @ 8:11 pm
teaching is great. I have a teacher. he and she teach well……… i dont know what else to say, ummm…. teaching gets you to learn stuff, so you can go to university, and then live a happy life…. yea. that’s it.
» Posted By Meagan On 11.06.2012 @ 3:32 pm
ancient. as in my grandmother. But this is not a bad thing…i look up to my grandma so much. i don’t understand how someone is so kind and wise and has time for all her grandchildren. ancient. i guess you have to be there to know?
» Posted By Meagan On 02.09.2013 @ 8:17 pm
I don’t know if people really feel this past a certain point in their lives. Maybe its an event, maybe its an age. I think its turned into a myth, like being satisfied, no one can be satisfied. But it’s a good idea. It’s a writing topic. It’s something that I would paint. But not find. I won’t find it.
» Posted By Meagan On 10.08.2012 @ 1:57 am
One upon a before there was man and a women who always slept in the same bed. then one day right before they were about to do IT a small little elf jumped out of the closet and screamed at the man for taking away his princess and tried to kill him with a banana.
» Posted By Meagan On 09.24.2012 @ 4:28 pm
I will claim you as mine sooner or later, A. You cannot escape this. I know you don’t know I like you YET, but it will come. And then you will claim me and yours, and we will be happy.
» Posted By Meagan On 09.20.2012 @ 11:08 am
as she lay there, withering away into the fragments of dust, the became covered with the dead leaves falling from trees and the snow that dances like ballerinas as it fell from the sky,
but she didn’t notice.
and she didn’t care.
» Posted By Meagan On 09.03.2012 @ 8:23 am
Manners. Matter? DO they?Really?The anti-Christ of manners is sitting next to me. IT’s true. She doesn’t like them. Thinks they’re stupid. Like me, she says. Tada! I told you!
» Posted By Meagan On 08.10.2012 @ 7:57 am
fuses, are extremely short for most people. sometimes they can be long, and don’t burn easy. My fathers fuse, however, is extremely short, and very flammable… this has been a huge problem for us since i was a child. still is a problem.
» Posted By Meagan On 07.23.2012 @ 10:09 pm
Cable, airport staff, services. Helper, help, assistant, aid, subsidiary, adjunct. It provides additional help and support.
» Posted By Meagan On 07.15.2012 @ 10:30 am
Ace. Sticky. Tacky. Tacky like blue eyeshadow. Or not really like blue eyeshadow. This is a public service announcement. If you’re not a stripper named Cotton candy, blue eyeshadow is not okay. It shouldn’t even be legal.
» Posted By Meagan On 07.12.2012 @ 8:55 pm
crust. i used to hate it. mom always told me it’d make my hair grow. but she lied. i thought it tasted crusty and wasnt the better part of the sandwhich. i started cutting it off but it wasnt a complete sandwhich. its apart of it. it belongs there i soppose. so its there.
» Posted By meagan On 06.28.2012 @ 8:56 pm
I love to recycle my treasurers, the thought that other people will enjoy my treasurer after I’m done is a great feeling i get.
» Posted By meagan On 03.11.2012 @ 8:22 pm
An estate is more than a house or property. It goes beyond and tells of the legacy and life of the family. Symbolizing all they have built and worked for to be passed on the the next generation.
» Posted By Meagan On 12.31.2011 @ 1:33 pm
On the edge of a cliff I stood there waiting for my prince to save me. I waited for him to come and wisk me off of my feet but the longer i waited, they farther away he seemed. That’s when i knew my fate, without him I was nothing, so nothing I became.
» Posted By Meagan On 10.02.2011 @ 2:30 pm
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hidden tiger, crouching dragon. or something like that. land in a crouch to absorb the shock. or if you’re xena, warrior princes. almost looked like couch instead of crouch. so i had a bunch of different stories in mind. hohoho. but anyway. it also almostl ooked like crotch. but anyway. crouch squat? it doesn’t even sound like a word anymore.
» Posted By Meagan On 09.20.2011 @ 11:12 pm