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And with a kiss, my lips were sealed. I then knew I would never be able to tell anyone what happened, what we had done. It wasn’t anything wrong, but who were we to decide that. He quickly runs away; had I done something wrong? Does he believe what they all believe too?
» Posted By Rita On 03.06.2015 @ 4:25 am
When I think of something being sealed I think of envelopes because receiving letters makes me happy. I’m studying abroad in Spain right now and my sister sent me a letter the other week and it made me very happy. It’s also really hard to break the seal on envelopes and I almost never break it off in one smooth piece or movement. But I don’t really ever get a lot of mail.
» Posted By Rita On 03.06.2015 @ 4:17 am
Beyond the trees that covered the woods, Alice was sitting in the bunches. She wanted to relax and run away from her life, even if it was only for couple of hours.
Besides the bullying that she received, the things that she discovered on that day still haunted her.
» Posted By Rita On 12.17.2014 @ 10:56 am
As I slid the book into the fire, I was confused at my place and time of life. My fingers became smaller, my mouth became bigger, and I was finally alone. Life at eleven was a time of darkness. I was a dropped baby, with stubby fingers and a mouth that was never fed. Eleven sets of clothes for me to run away at eleven.
» Posted By rita On 11.19.2014 @ 11:16 am
Why do I always get the word turtle? What is there so cool about turtles? Maybe I should ask a real one, out in the wild. Not WildTurtle, that’s a different thing, or well, a different guy. I wonder how he would do out in the wild, burying it’s eggs in the sand and letting them grow there until they where old enough to swim to the safety of the ocean.
» Posted By Rita On 07.31.2014 @ 3:57 pm
Sitting in this chair everyday, for 6 hours, five days a week shouldn´t fell so bad. But, it does. I fell repressed and away of all the things I wish I was doing and I wish I could acomplish.
» Posted By Rita On 03.25.2014 @ 2:52 am
i really don’t know what bluegrass is, so let’s pretend that my lawn just drank blueberry juice and became a strumpf.
» Posted By Rita On 09.07.2013 @ 11:43 am
The grove behind the house was secluded from the road by a cluster of tall lilac bushes. As I pushed my way through the sweet smelling flowers I saw what was making the sound that had woken me. In the middle of the grove there was a fawn with her leg caught in a trap.
» Posted By Rita On 05.30.2013 @ 4:53 pm
the leaves on the tree were withered. it was the withered of a sad winter, which she found strange, since winter had always seemed so chilly and wondrous to her.
but she walked down the same street she had been down countless times before, in countless winters, and saw that tree
it was withered
and it made her sad.
» Posted By rita On 03.10.2013 @ 9:31 pm
what a leathery thing it is! just dont like to touch. throw it away. out of my sight.
» Posted By rita On 02.22.2013 @ 2:12 am
My savior, creator of the world. I would like to have Him more central to my life. Part of the holy trinity. The creator of the commandments. Father of the Son who came to earth to save us from our sins.
» Posted By Rita On 01.04.2013 @ 12:03 pm
kind, slow listen, sick, hospital, doctor, learn, willing, scrubs, gown
bed, smiling, helpful,
» Posted By rita On 12.14.2012 @ 5:38 am
Can barely see in this it utmost darkness. Rely on my ears but those barely help. A million sounds from all directions I can’t find my way. A bright light shines through and I can see a track I follow it and I’m back home to my heart.
» Posted By Rita On 09.15.2012 @ 1:09 pm
potatoes, chiken, tanning, holidays, sparetime, chilling with friends
» Posted By Rita On 09.14.2012 @ 4:50 pm
I like texture very much since it is not in my own cell phone. Just beacause it doesn’t work as it used to, the multi touch stuff is a crap. Without anything else to say, just wishing the time is up, i say goodbye and…. good luck.
» Posted By Rita On 09.01.2012 @ 8:34 pm
I’m in the zone, ready to go. We’re switching lanes steadily, and I look over to my left and see her. She’s nervous, anxious to go, to get out, to be free. We’re in this great space looking for nothing, trying to escape it. But I quickly re-enter my zone and focus. I drive up to the light and pray for the best.
» Posted By Rita On 08.15.2012 @ 10:50 pm
She assumed that after all these years, he would want to know as much about her as she did about him. They stood in the parking lot talking for hours after the movie, but when they said goodnight, she realized that he had not asked her a single question. Nothing about her past, her future plans, anything she had volunteered during the night. She realized this and felt cheated. How could he be so self-absorbed? It was ridiculous.
» Posted By rita On 08.09.2012 @ 7:07 pm
She assumed he would want to know as much about her as she did about him. But he turned out to be incredibly self-involved, talking for hours about his own interests and experiences but never once inquiring after hers. She felt fooling standing there, nodding at everything he said and smiling to make him feel good. It was embarrassing. She knew this was a bad idea.
» Posted By rita On 08.09.2012 @ 7:04 pm
because each halting step at this frenetic pace
makes you vulnerable to
» Posted By Rita On 08.01.2012 @ 2:23 pm
I guess there is only one word per day in this cabinet, this internet box of one word challenge. I stumbled upon “one word” last night and wrote., tried again and no new word appeared.
» Posted By rita On 07.29.2012 @ 6:18 am
Hillary Clinton was a wise choice by President Obama for his Cabinet. As Head of the State Department she has represented our country wisely.
» Posted By rita On 07.28.2012 @ 7:39 pm
End of the week, my Friday. I am eagerly awaiting tomorrow, mostly because it marks the beginning of two free days off. Excited to spend some time with my loved ones, starting Saturday night! Get my drank on. :D
» Posted By Rita On 06.29.2012 @ 9:55 pm
I played racket ball and thought about how I need to keep my racket straight and not break my wrist but I had so much fun playing it that I forgot that I am 56 years old and I should no be playing with my son who is 16 years old. lol
» Posted By rita On 06.10.2012 @ 11:02 pm
A red and green shinning insect landed on my arm as I lay reading in bed. It’s antene were swaying around it’s head with big bobbles on the end of them, I tried not to move as it walked slowy up towards my chin.
» Posted By rita On 05.15.2012 @ 1:40 am
its a very primitive that you gave me this word.its primitive sacaity.that elseee i dont know.just primitive.but i like it.thats it
» Posted By rita On 05.11.2012 @ 7:02 am
the back of the car where we puts things that need to be taken somehwere. something that we don’t want ot have sitting in our backseat so we conceal it in the trunk until it can be taken off our hands. The trunk keeps all my items that i don’t feel like taking out of my car and might need later, but really just represent my laziness.
» Posted By Rita On 03.22.2012 @ 11:08 pm
We have them. We put them up. We take them down. We can go through life surrounded by them. They serve no purpose, except to protect us from something that will ultimately be something we want. Usually love. We put the walls up based on what happened in the past, and then we keep them up based on what we think is happening in the present. It’s amazing how the walls can support us and make us sad all at once. Walls have their place…and I vote for taking them down.
» Posted By Rita On 02.07.2012 @ 3:10 pm
The beginning of something is always something beautiful. It is special and awesome and you want to embrace it and want it to last forever. You don’t want that feeling to end, so you search for new beginnings over and over in your life.
» Posted By Rita On 11.12.2011 @ 8:29 am
The weather is positively lovely and it would be a perfect day for a small picnic on a small hill with the boy I love. This reminds me: I am positively single. The love of my life is so far, so positively out of reach. Positively out of my reach, out of my league.
» Posted By Rita On 11.10.2011 @ 2:31 pm
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fast times at ridgemed high, out of control, out of left field, not boring, not plain, radical in shape and form, what a groovy word.
» Posted By rita On 10.21.2011 @ 1:48 pm