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I huddled close to the tree behind me. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was hide. Never had I thought I could be stuck in a situation like this. Alone, scared, and worse of all hunted. I never knew life could turn out this way.
» Posted By Rosa On 07.20.2014 @ 7:41 pm
Anna knew her parents were watching her bank statement. It didn’t hinder her entirely, but there were a few things she wished they didn’t know. Like the amount of money spent on cardigans in the winter when they were on sale.
» Posted By Rosa On 01.06.2014 @ 9:44 pm
tales, fairytales do exists. tales might be legendary or fictional, but sometimes it’s just plain boring. tales are sometimes exciting and sometimes forgetful.
» Posted By rosa On 03.12.2013 @ 12:30 am
I need a compass in my life. Not the little device used literally for direction, but one in my heart and brain. Where they connect and understand each other. I don’t know where to go from here, my life has just began and it is up to me to be an individual but i don’t know where to start. I don’t know where to go.
» Posted By RosA On 01.12.2013 @ 11:59 am
Seeds they are the start of a new life. Without them there would be nothing. What would happen without them? Can love be like a seed? small and nurturing? If so then love grows and grows; It blossoms into something beautiful and unforgettable.
» Posted By Rosa On 06.24.2012 @ 12:34 pm
its pouring outside. im sitting by the window looking outside. the streets are wet. i can see the reflection of the street lamps on the pavement.
» Posted By rosa On 06.16.2012 @ 1:06 pm
bells, the only clean thing in the quarter. this is representative of Blanche’s stuggle with hert amorality, Blanche strives to mask her moral nature. This ultimately is what leads to Blanche’s demise and consequently her admission to the mental asylum. I feef
» Posted By rosa On 06.14.2012 @ 5:06 pm
chat rooms. talking to ease awkwardness. not really deep, just filling the noise. talking about anything. awkward facebook chat. you don’t really want to be there, but the other person started and they know you’ve seen the message. no escape. chat with relatives. chatting is not talking. not the same at all. a disgrace to communication.
» Posted By rosa On 06.08.2012 @ 9:05 pm
They had to eat the treaty. The treaty didn’t live up to their expectations of danger and perseverance. Had the treaty lived up to expectations, nobody would have lived.
» Posted By Rosa On 06.05.2012 @ 3:52 pm
Something that empties you of hope
Unwanted pollution In your mind, an object whic is empty. And an empty mind or clueless.
» Posted By Rosa On 06.04.2012 @ 10:59 pm
dismissed is when you rejection something or someone. Or ending something, for example, ‘class dismissed’
» Posted By rosa On 03.09.2012 @ 4:19 pm
libertad para la jueza afiuni, caracas 9 de marzo de 2012
» Posted By rosa On 03.09.2012 @ 3:47 am
immediately my brain turns to space, the regular irregularity of the movement of planets around the mood in an elliptical orbit. then my mind jumps to gum- orbit gum that takes care of dirty mouths, promoted by a sassy woman with a accent i can’t place- and gum finally brings me to you. not sure how it began, but somehow it reassures me, your constant offering of gum when i’m down and nothing really can be done- it’s better than nothing
» Posted By rosa On 02.07.2012 @ 11:11 am
one nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all, flashbacks to elementary school when the allegiance was spoken with absolutely no grasp of what it was actually saying. even now though, years past, i still can’t quite explain.. what is liberty, freedom? do we truly have it?
» Posted By rosa On 01.19.2012 @ 10:12 pm
models, mesmerized by their beauty, intrigued by their unbreakable focus and ferocity strutting down a platform that would be bare without them. to planes, a necessity for take off and landing. for both it offers support in the simplest of ways, by providing itself as something sturdy, reliable, unchanging.
» Posted By rosa On 01.20.2012 @ 8:52 pm
a creature- fierce, violent, uncontrollable. often primitive or uncivilized. but savage most accurately describes the soul of the civilized- waiting to be released upon the first moment of anger, of unfettered rage
» Posted By rosa On 01.09.2012 @ 7:42 pm
grease, on foods, on faces, on america. the source of so many problems, but so essential- immiscible with water. staining, hard to wash off
» Posted By rosa On 01.07.2012 @ 9:14 pm
Oil seems like its a valuable thing but is the cause of wars, blood, death. and not to mention killing so many animal species. Isn’t there another way to power things in this world that doesn’t kill anyone?
» Posted By Rosa On 01.07.2012 @ 3:14 pm
on even the prettiest of roses- a reminder than even the most beautiful things are imperfect.
» Posted By rosa On 01.04.2012 @ 7:51 pm
i imagine acres of land, something extremely grand– something left to an heir of an extremely wealthy fortune. extravagant, expansive, expensive.
» Posted By rosa On 12.31.2011 @ 11:19 am
desert, one s because you only want to go through it once. dessert, because i could always go for seconds. taken back the moments when spelling was my biggest concern and when school consisted of learning of animals, plants, and the wonders of the nature we’d never experienced in the concrete jungle
» Posted By rosa On 12.28.2011 @ 5:38 pm
exhaustion, black slumping, unable to get up. sinking deeper and lower into your seat while the droning of the professor goes on. it’s not comfortable, but it’s natural- rude? perhaps.
» Posted By rosa On 12.01.2011 @ 3:26 pm
i just remember growing up and playing with marbles. usually clear, often a mix of the most beautiful shades of blue and green. rolling them about tabletops and floors. hearing the sound of them against the surface and of their collisions. i remember the excitement of fishing them out of those bottles of japanese soda and wanting it more than anything in the world, even though i had dozens easily accessible. reminders of math problems from childhood- probability, estimation, and arithmetic, of physics from high school- gravity, movement, friction.
» Posted By rosa On 11.27.2011 @ 2:50 pm
What about it? Geez. Toliet. Vacance. Empty. Bathroom. Public. paper. maryjuawne. I think. Push. Press. Chruss
» Posted By Rosa On 09.24.2011 @ 4:07 pm
Not thunder again. The weather had been so hectic lately. The clouds bursting with heavy rain, the wind whipping the house and lightning striking the dead trees in the yard. I just hoped it eased off by morning.
» Posted By Rosa On 07.26.2011 @ 4:28 pm
The thunder rumbled across the greying sky, lightning bursting from the bulging rainfilled clouds. I cowered under the blanket as the house shook with the wind. We hadn’t had thunder this strong for years. I hoped for anything that it would ease off by morning.
» Posted By Rosa On 07.26.2011 @ 4:26 pm
I failed you today.. but really it makes no difference.
I suppose you or I could say I have failed you for every day henceforth and previously..
Why I feel like I failed you is I guess because at this point I no longer know who I’m writing to.
Or who I’m writing for.
My biggest mistake I suppose is allowing you to slip through the widening cracks in the corners of my mind.
Your face holds a name I can’t recall, and any memory I have of you plays like a silent film in black and white. I see your smile, and I watch your lips move.
But today is the day I realized, though I’d felt you for so long.
Your memory has almost passed through me.
» Posted By Rosa On 06.25.2011 @ 6:54 am
The human race is a wondrous species, ever growing, learning, evolving. Made of millions upon millions of little cells racing around inside of them. Pushing them, urging them forward to the dawn of a new millennium and yet they never know why. Never knowing they’ve heeded the Siren’s Call and brought themselves to be dashed upon the proverbial rocks in the name of science, exploration and growth. As a whole they are tireless and constant in their march towards a new world but as individuals often they quarrel and stumble as they are weary creatures with such a burden to bear. Atlas has long since shrugged the weight from his back and onto these tiny and fearful creatures. The world is theirs now, to grow and conquer never knowing why.
» Posted By Rosa On 06.22.2011 @ 12:26 am
I held her in my arms for what I felt might be the last time in my life. All I ever wanted to do was hold her like this till the end of time and I guess from the looks of things here I’ve finally gotten my wish. By the direst means imaginable…
Nothing left to do but love her if only till the end of time.
Rose, Rose, Rose.. I thought to myself, her name having echoed through my head all this time. Wondering where she’d been, and how she was.. If she’d finally found someone who could live with her, grow with her, die with her.. Someone, not like myself.
» Posted By Rosa On 06.20.2011 @ 2:28 am
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It’s not like it’s so big. That would mean he’s so small, and he doesn’t feel so tiny. When conversation turns to a topic he understands, he boasts his voice to everyone who will listen. He is the last word; in his own mind, he is the massive force.
» Posted By Rosa On 04.03.2011 @ 9:02 am