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Through the skylight I saw it, black, moving, mysterious…. Could it be what my mind was trying to make it out to be, or was it something more…?

» Posted By Meghan On 03.03.2018 @ 6:45 pm


I locked myself away
in the comfort of my home
and all alone I stay
as I start to sink like stone

» Posted By Meghan On 08.16.2016 @ 3:59 pm


“Hurry up get out of the house, it is burning down” Becca said to Jen. Jen said “I am trying but there is so much smoke, I can;t see a thing.”

» Posted By meghan On 06.23.2016 @ 5:32 am


A God or Goddess of a certain culture like the goddess of the sea and the god of the sea with his pitch fork.

» Posted By meghan On 06.22.2016 @ 8:20 am


My Dad is taller than his own Dad. He is funny and likes socks.

» Posted By meghan On 06.20.2016 @ 4:15 am


I put my savings in the bank yesterday. Savings are an amount of money that you put away to save or that is money that you already saved over a period of time.

» Posted By Meghan On 06.15.2016 @ 1:33 am


setup the room before the people get here. what is the theme? animals

» Posted By Meghan On 06.14.2016 @ 1:46 am

let’s begin. one, and two, and three, and four. put it all together, let your imagination soar.

» Posted By Meghan On 06.13.2016 @ 8:19 pm


There goes the evil crook, he is a bad man all in black, wander what his doing tonight, who is he robbing to day.

» Posted By Meghan On 06.09.2016 @ 1:58 am


I am so jealous that Jenna took Henrey away from me he is mine and nobody else’s I will get back at her the revenge is coming.

» Posted By meghan On 06.08.2016 @ 4:19 am


It was a cool misty morning and not a single noise was heard besides from the wind whistling so i went for a hike in the woods i did not see much animals but i did see a dear or two. That is what hiking is about seeing the animals and enjoying the outdoors.

» Posted By meghan On 06.06.2016 @ 4:17 am


magnolia is a very strong smelling flower with whit petals and a yellow thing in the center of the flower

» Posted By Meghan On 06.02.2016 @ 11:45 pm

A small flower with white petals and a soft long yellow stalk thing in the center.

» Posted By meghan On 06.02.2016 @ 6:31 am


white and brown bread .grows mold when old, can be used to make sandwiches.

» Posted By Meghan On 05.31.2016 @ 2:35 am


in food. It keeps you healthy and alive it helps you to grow

» Posted By Meghan On 05.12.2016 @ 2:29 am


When you have to choose between two different things but can only have one. eg. You are going to the shops and you want to treat yourself to a nice lunch but you have to choose between a pie or a sausage roll.

» Posted By Meghan On 05.11.2016 @ 4:03 am

It is when you are in a situation and it is difficult to choose between two different things.
For example you could have to choose between a chocolate cake or a vanilla cake but you really want both but you are only allowed one because there is not enough ingredients to make to cakes. Another one is that you have enough money to buy one chocolate but there is two chocolates that you like. A Tex or a Tempo?

» Posted By Meghan On 05.10.2016 @ 3:21 am


Comedy. Like Saturday Night Live. Produced by excellent writers, mostly from the Harvard Lampoon. So witty, dry, and pure comedy on Saturday Night Live. I don’t consider sitcoms comedy, I consider them something of a different sort, of a means to entertain but not necessarily to laugh at.

» Posted By Meghan On 04.25.2016 @ 4:23 pm


Alana leaves the planet below heartsick, but knowing she did the right thing. Sure his accusations hurt, but was he really wrong? She knows what Cerberus is, what they’ve done, but this is for the greater good, she knows the risks, she knows that she’s doing.


» Posted By Meghan On 02.13.2016 @ 8:54 am


I was crying so hard that a hurricane looked like a light drizzle. I was overcome with grief and sadness. I tried to pull myself together but it was no use. I was so far gone and no one could pull me back. Not even him.

» Posted By Meghan On 01.31.2016 @ 2:13 pm


She couldn’t be held accountable if she didn’t tell anyone, was the thing. And she didn’t tell anyone. Because she never saw anyone she’d known before the trip ever again. When she arrived, she changed her name, cut her hair, started painting when she used to cry during art class in middle school, and no one knew her again. No one.

» Posted By Meghan On 11.24.2015 @ 12:19 pm


I never been so close to jumping from this cliff
No one to save me
Not a care in the world
No knowledge as to what’s on the bottom
Will I crash and burn?
Or will I find new invigorating life beyond what lies at the bottom of this cliff.

» Posted By Meghan On 11.04.2015 @ 10:38 am


in the skull, between the legs, through each and every pore. every day, pieces fall and I am cracked open. I become exposed to outside forces and the world gradually finds me out.

» Posted By Meghan On 09.22.2015 @ 8:02 pm


As I stared down at her sitting on the sidewalk, tears on her cheeks and sobs tearing from her chest, I thought “I should feel bad about this.” But the thing is, I didn’t. I felt nothing. Normal people would feel empathy, pity, something. But I couldn’t even bring myself to turn around and walk away from her to cry by herself.

» Posted By Meghan On 05.06.2015 @ 3:05 pm


Complexion is the make up of your face – the way your skin looks, and starts to age. I’m glad not to be oily, over dry, or drabby faced. Complex is the most pressing part of complexion, because we’re all a little complex.

» Posted By meghan On 04.06.2015 @ 9:51 pm


Her olive skin, piercing dark eyes, and perfectly styled hair seemed to steal all of the oxygen straight out of my lungs. It was as if I had been waiting my entire life for this moment. I couldn’t remember a thing before she walked through the door and I didn’t want to. The voices surrounding me faded to a mild hum in the background, and my vision blurred out everything that wasn’t the beautiful figure walking slowly toward me with a dazzling smile, her red dress flowing behind her in a way that I’d only seen on runways and in commercials. She was perfect, and I couldn’t believe it had taken me this long to realize it.

» Posted By Meghan On 12.29.2014 @ 5:41 pm


wintertime always seems to be the hardest for me. i become as cold as the ice that coats the roads and as distant as the sun that hides and blurs its edges for months on end.

» Posted By Meghan On 12.21.2014 @ 7:02 pm


If you had asked my sixteen year old self where I’d be in ten years, I wouldn’t have described a place like this in a million years. I probably would have laughed at you if you’d told me the truth. But here I am. I married my best and only friend, and live with the only family I have ever known. We are farmers. We wake at the crack of dawn, and we struggle to make ends meet. But I can not picture myself living any other life. I wouldn’t trade this life with the only people who have ever loved me for anything. This is my life and my surprising slice of paradise.

» Posted By Meghan On 11.09.2014 @ 3:20 pm


As I was pulled from the room, I felt like an accomplice to some sort of crime. Everyone we left behind sat silent, shocked beyond words at what he had revealed just moments before. I could picture the hurt on their faces and felt sick at the thought that I might be the cause of it. His hand gripped mine tightly as he pulled me out the door and down the front steps, faster than was wise on such a cold, icy night.

» Posted By Meghan On 10.07.2014 @ 7:19 pm


He stared at me and I stared back, trying to comprehend the words that hovered in the space between us. I couldn’t bring myself to speak, or even suck in the air I needed to breathe. I felt as if I’d been run over, my chest flattened to my spine, and everything was broken.

» Posted By Meghan On 10.05.2014 @ 10:19 am

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