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i use handlebars for my bike, imagine there was no such thing as handlebars we would be doomed, what would elders think
» Posted By sadie On 09.18.2018 @ 10:36 am
Something to make a room dimmer. “The blinds shook,” Romi said in fear.
» Posted By Sadie On 06.21.2017 @ 11:02 am
Something to cover up light, but not all the way. For example, just to make a room dimmer.
» Posted By Sadie On 06.21.2017 @ 11:00 am
Where will I go, only my old compass can show me the way. I travel to the future. I travel to the past, but my compass keeps me on my track. Who knows which way I’ll go.
» Posted By Sadie On 12.19.2016 @ 2:04 am
how somebody makes another person come to them with something they like.
» Posted By sadie On 03.02.2016 @ 7:11 am
Can I go back in time? No. Can I undo what I did? No. What’s done is done, the past is in the past. What I did will always be there whether people remember it or not. I can never change that.
» Posted By Sadie On 03.17.2015 @ 8:34 pm
I wish this could be undone. I wish that I could go back in time and take back what I said. But I can’t. The past is in the past, and I will never see him again. I will never get to look into those green eyes.
» Posted By Sadie On 03.17.2015 @ 8:28 pm
When I think of the word terrain I think of the National Geographic documentaries that are always narrated by an english man with a deep voice. I can almost hear him say it. Terrain.
» Posted By sadie On 10.21.2014 @ 7:06 am
You live forever
A spiral that never ends
its infinity curves keep delving deeper
into the center
and then not connected at all
» Posted By Sadie On 03.13.2013 @ 7:13 pm
The director of a play. He peared about the curtain, cautiously looking out at the spectators among the spotlit crows, as if they themselves where the act, he watched their faces, as he would a play, taking at every curve of a smile, gasp of suprise, and frown of anger. the play was a success. the spectators were delighted,
» Posted By Sadie On 03.12.2013 @ 1:53 pm
folk lores. farytales. a lie. Something that has a happy ending, a fantasy versus the cruel, desireous, manipulating reality of the world.
» Posted By Sadie On 03.11.2013 @ 4:45 pm
The end of something very old is withered, like withering skin, its beautiful, and wise, and knowledgbale about our unknown. Its like nature, it has reached one with its creator, just like how trees, and leaves, and the earth withers, it has withered away to die, in a beautful, ancient, knowledgable way
» Posted By Sadie On 03.10.2013 @ 8:40 pm
a run on sentence, another thought, an argument. two things. a bridge. connections. ocean. small tall small small. angrey. and, another thing, al.so. so what, again.two in one. an essay. history
» Posted By Sadie On 03.08.2013 @ 3:18 pm
Choosing means making a decision, one I’m not ready to make. What if I walk down the path less traveled that no one walks because a monster lives at the end of it?
» Posted By Sadie On 01.17.2013 @ 9:38 pm
she placed her hand on his and it remained there. weeks months years. winter froze them.
» Posted By sadie On 01.03.2013 @ 1:29 pm
Coffins. People being buried alive in the older times and graveyard shifts when they had bells next to the gravestones incase someone was alive. And scratch marks on the inside of the coffin when the bell wasnt there…
» Posted By Sadie On 10.16.2012 @ 6:29 am
Walls cannot hold her. She is like the ocean, unable to be contained. Her spirit is too strong, her will unbreakable. Because she has her own walls, layers of protection built up over the years. She doesn’t feel anything through these walls, they’re too thick, and she’s never sure if she likes them.
» Posted By Sadie On 10.04.2012 @ 8:02 pm
various times, paces things, excitment. Things happen at various times for various reason, such as losing something or gaining something or going with out something. If everything happened all at once it would be really boring. varitey is important
» Posted By Sadie On 10.03.2012 @ 10:57 pm
Slow movements, rapid breaths. Warm bodies, cold air. Soft moans, hard thrusts. Together as one before forever torn apart. But she doesn’t know, she doesn’t have a clue what he’s planned, that he must go. And as her legs wrap around his waist to pull him closer, a close as possible, she falls even more in love. And so does he. Which makes it all worse.
» Posted By Sadie On 10.02.2012 @ 2:25 pm
They moved together under the sheets as one, a perfect match. Their hot, short breaths combining as well as the soft sounds of pleasure, all mixed in the air. Her hands left pink marks downs his back as she held onto him, desperate to be as close to her lover as possible.
» Posted By Sadie On 10.02.2012 @ 2:10 pm
There are many things I want in life, but one stands out above the rest. That sore thumb is the desire of fame. It calls to me at night, It squeezes my soul while i’m walking, it tells me to get my ass up off the couch when i’m too lazy to do anything else.
» Posted By Sadie On 08.14.2012 @ 7:50 pm
I had a piggy bank when I was little. I’m sure I still have it too. Filled with not just pennies, dimes and the odd loonie, but also hopes and dreams of things that I one day might be able to buy.
» Posted By Sadie On 08.13.2012 @ 7:16 pm
I just don’t understand people. Like why do they have to undermine me when I’m here. If it was nothing, then why bring it up? You say that you would say something to me.. But all you would do is say it behind my back. And why doesn’t anyone stick up for me? I’m only 16… I know nothing. Okay, whatever. I’m fine with that. Our family is just full of people who hate each other. All I want to do is call someone and be like come get me. Take my shit out of the dryer and put it in a suitcase and just walk away. And say you know, I’ve never liked you guys. And never have to see them again. Because I truely don’t like them. They don’t know anything about me, and they don’t want to. I’ve never been anything to them. And I realize that I probably shouldn’t have just walked away. But they said I could. And NO ONE ever told me that I had to tell someone where I was going. And plus I had my brother, and I did tell someone eventually. It’s not like it was a huge deal. They should just leave me alone.
» Posted By Sadie On 06.16.2012 @ 3:51 pm
head. leader. something i, myself, could never be. pressure, unbearable, it would be.
» Posted By sadie On 06.15.2012 @ 7:17 pm
I transformed my cousin into a beautiful young lady instead of her tom like self. She was beautiful with a lovely dress. She had sparkly shoes and bright red blood with blue eye shadow. Her smile standing in front of me was lighting up the room.
» Posted By sadie On 05.27.2012 @ 7:07 pm
It had been a cold long day out in the mountains, and when Id returned home, I realized my lips were very chapped. It was time to search for my chap-stick, and hopefully they’d heal soon enough.
» Posted By Sadie On 04.24.2012 @ 10:27 pm
It has been a long time since I have seen a stage. Yet alone danced on one. But today I shall conquer my fear of dancing again.
Ballet, for me it is one of those things you can do, and pick right back up after say four or five years. Ballet used to bring me joy, and it was an amazing feeling just taking steps toward the stage.
“Ella, what are you doing here?” my dance instructor yells from the back of the theater. Even without turning to see her, I know she is there, I’d have recognized her voice anywhere.
“I am here to dance again. It has been a long time, but I couldn’t endure not dancing ever again. I need ballet. It is the one thing that can make a bad day better for me.”
It has been a long duration of time, but now I would not have to endure the pain and suffering from not doing what I loved. The time for waiting was over, when I finally got to the stage, and stepped on.
» Posted By sadie On 03.15.2012 @ 6:03 am
the walls were caving in. panic raises in my voice as i yell, “run!” it is the only word that manages to escape my throat before the walls came crashing down on me.
the last thing i see is my little sister’s long hair flowing as she runs away from me. she doesn’t turn back as i scream; which hurts my soul, but it is the only thing that means she is safe for now.
» Posted By sadie On 02.08.2012 @ 6:57 am
the cold winters breeze sent a chill down my spine. although it was sunny, it did not make it much warmer. snow covered the ground. a trail of sparkling bright white. i loved the look of the forest after it snowed. i loved the quiet drip of ice sickles. i love each cold breath. i loved how the cold are felt in my lungs. cold. fresh. crisp. the sun hit the snow so perfectly. it sparkled like a prism. making small shimmers of the rainbow appear. i loved this place.
the cold winters breeze sent a chill down my spine.
i knew this was where i belonged.
» Posted By sadie On 01.11.2012 @ 12:35 pm
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words of judgement. words that carelessly come out of a persons mouth.
peoples own personal opinions.
being stable. being confident.
a word that is comforting.
» Posted By sadie On 12.02.2011 @ 1:09 pm