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so far away from home. i have nobody around. no one to talk to. nobody to tell about how i’m feeling. i walk around so many people. no one looks at me. i try to talk to them but they dont hear me. i try to wear nice clothes and look nice but they dont see me.
» Posted By nicki On 10.22.2016 @ 8:27 pm
I was truly scarred. The devil was after me. i could do nothing but run. Run like I had never run before. Would he catch me ? I could not decide. I spent most of my life dreaming. Now,
it is like the dream never happened. I’ve moved on.
» Posted By Nicki On 05.12.2015 @ 6:01 pm
potatooes bread yarn flinging across a field pumpkins fall hicks red necks grass hats old people cranberry commerical ocean spray cats kittens monty
» Posted By Nicki On 05.20.2013 @ 9:19 pm
It was everywhere, on the walls, on the floor. I wasn’t sure if I was even going to be able to find little Billy. This was turning out to be the worst babysitting job I had ever had. After sifting through mounds and mounds of flour I finally uncovered him, in the bag.
» Posted By Nicki On 04.06.2013 @ 4:58 pm
“We’re undercover!” I shouted. This new partner thing really wasn’t working out. He had no ideas about anything that had to do with police work. It’s like he had never even heard the word “covert” before. Come to think of it though, I’m not even sure I know what it means. We’ll just use secret instead.
“This has be a secret!” He was such a doofus.
» Posted By Nicki On 03.16.2013 @ 5:45 pm
Covert ops. Like secret, right? A disguise. There was this movie I knew when I was young master of disguise or something like that. With Dana Carvey. I used to think he was a girl, but he is most definitely a man. Isn’t there a cop or detective show with the name covert in it too?
» Posted By Nicki On 03.16.2013 @ 5:43 pm
she grasped the book tightly in her hands as she walked down the street. This was one book she didn’t want to lose. It was her favorite, a love story about a soldier who had gone off to war. She w
» Posted By Nicki On 02.19.2013 @ 12:41 pm
There are way too many things in this weird brain of mine to reference a reference. Perhaps, I will just think of ice cream and reference the delicious frozen dessert of my wildest imagination. Or zombies…
» Posted By Nicki On 01.06.2013 @ 2:22 pm
The doctor was shocked. He had never seen a case like this before. Survival would require a new procedure, one that had never been performed at his small hospital before tonight. The chance of the patient pulling through and surviving was very slim, but he didn’t have the heart to tell the family of their child’s fate.
» Posted By Nicki On 12.24.2012 @ 9:51 pm
He flexed his biceps like a peacock fanning it’s tail, trying to attract attention. A few girls tittered excitedly. They didn’t say anything though, just looked and blushed, and he smiled back at them. It was some strange courtship ritual, difficult to follow for an outside observer.
» Posted By Nicki On 09.07.2012 @ 7:34 pm
my dad is really into photography. he has a whole bunch of different lenses, and carries this huge bag with him wherever he goes. sometimes i feel bad because the equipment is just so heavy and i can see in his eyes that its a pain to carry, but he always does it without complaint. its the result that he cares about. i have his old camera that i sometimes use, but i dont really take as many pictures as id like.
» Posted By Nicki On 08.02.2012 @ 9:21 pm
cabinets are full of things that are useful for every day life. everyone needs cabinets to store things. they are filled with plates and Tupperware and even paper towels! no one knows whats in someone else’s. all you can do is assume until you open it up. its like one giant mystery! in fact, there may be a giant spider in quite a few of them.
» Posted By nicki On 07.28.2012 @ 7:01 pm
She arrived at the pageant with butterflies in her tummy. This was a brand new experience in a brand new body. She new that she was beautiful and she knew she was special; but could she win? Could this new body provide the boost that she needed to win the big prize? She walked in to the arena full of antisipation. This was her moment!
» Posted By NIcki On 03.20.2012 @ 10:24 am
my walls are covered in tributes to what has been in my life – pictures, momentous – they tell the story of where I have been and where I want to go. They speak to me every single day – a living breathing entity.
» Posted By Nicki On 02.07.2012 @ 9:34 pm
in the desert i ran out of things to say. there was no one to say them to. structures point straight to the sky. i told the stars things without words.
» Posted By Nicki On 12.28.2011 @ 5:20 pm
I have an automatic response to push people i care about most away from me. i don’t know why i do it. i just do. i dont think that i can top it. but i know that i want to. i want tohave the people who i care about and that care about me in my life more. and i dont want to push them away anymore.
» Posted By Nicki On 10.24.2011 @ 11:56 pm
Average. Something everyone tries not to be. But if we are all trying to be above average, doesn’t that make above average actually average? If no one is average then no one isn’t average. Weird, right?
» Posted By Nicki On 09.15.2011 @ 8:49 pm
I remember lying in the grass in the cemetery and wondering if you felt it too. I love you.
» Posted By Nicki On 09.14.2011 @ 5:12 pm
I hate peppers and I will not eat them EVER. I hate red peppers black pepper green pepper yellow pepper and any other kind of pepper! It isn’t that I’m allergic, I just don’t like them. Why do I have to justify that? Why should I have to eat it if I choose not to?
» Posted By Nicki On 09.04.2011 @ 2:44 am
Tears and laughter. A lonely blue house on the side of a mountain. You and me and me and you. Love and death. I miss smiles. Touches of your hand. I miss warmth. Touches of your heart. I miss it.
» Posted By Nicki On 08.19.2011 @ 8:47 pm
Winning is fun, but it is not the reason to play. Trophies gather dust and take up space. It is not important to win, it is important to play the best that you can, a trophy only gives others the impression you are good at something, when in fact you may just play the game.
» Posted By Nicki On 07.19.2011 @ 8:32 am
a shallow pond and cut-off jeans. lily pads and animals are pushed away from the rippling created by your gentle movements. the water is cool and clear and all you want to do is sink into it and bathe, wash away the hard work that’s wetting your skin. The sun is high and the trees sway in a soft, warm breeze. Sink.
» Posted By Nicki On 06.29.2011 @ 9:01 pm
I was eating a pretzel in a park in New York when a well-dressed, scarved woman approached me and said, “Please come with me, you are wanted.”
» Posted By Nicki On 05.23.2011 @ 5:09 am
styrofoam plates, styrofoam cups. death cab for cutie. styrofoam may be bad for the world in terms of recycling. I am curious as to what this exercise will analyze. I do not really know much about styrofoam. I once knew a person who did not like using styrofoam plates. I never really understood why. Sometimes when I put my hot bagel on a styrofoam plate, it will melt it a little bit. That always makes me nervous.
» Posted By nicki On 04.22.2011 @ 1:00 pm
The guitar was acoustic and carried a beautiful melody when played by fingers who had grown accustomed to the mystical wonder of it’s long, dainty strings that needed only to be teased oh so slightly to produce magic that was enchanting.
» Posted By Nicki On 04.19.2011 @ 3:31 pm
integrety means you will do anything to support something you are passionate about. You can use your integrity to help others through a hard time or you can use it to be selfish. I use my integrity to hellp my family and i do support others as well as the people we look up to.
» Posted By Nicki On 04.08.2011 @ 11:52 pm
Such a simple concept, to drop something. But what if it’s not just something? What if it’s your heart, your mind, your thoughts? What if you decide to love someone, then change your mind? Dropping someone’s heart is no small matter – dropping them is even less so. Letting someone go like that, that’s something that no one should have to endure.
» Posted By Nicki On 01.29.2011 @ 11:08 am
hot weather and small clothes make Summer a trial for fatties like me. I dress in swoopy middle aged burka which just makes people look at instead of not seeing, invisibilty would work so that no one see my sweat or regret.
» Posted By nicki On 01.14.2011 @ 7:11 am
oh yes, thats a word often said out loud. but who is an optimist really? most people use the word to describe somone who is not themselves, i think, or someone they’d like to be. well, i dont really consider myself an optimist. im more of a pessimist. yes. not a realist, just a pessimist. i almost wrote pissimist there…
» Posted By Nicki On 12.21.2010 @ 11:00 am
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oh yes, thats a word often said out loud. but who is an optimist really? most people use the word to describe somone who is not themselves, i think, or someone they’s like to be. well, i dont really consider myself an optimist. im more of a pessimist. yes. not a realist, just a pessimist. i almost wrote pissimist there…
» Posted By Nicki On 12.21.2010 @ 11:00 am