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Eulogy, well when I think of this word the first thing that comes to mind it’s whats read at a funeral. This is what is used to tell about a person and let everyone know who and what they were about. There are some very accomplished people in the world and you want to celebrate their memory.

» Posted By Sheena On 09.17.2016 @ 5:35 am


Barbeque is delicious. Nothing says summer quite like barbeque. The smell of it, the pleasure and experience, with laughter mingling in and clinks of glasses ringing in the air. BBQ pairs best with friends and sun.

» Posted By Sheena On 07.05.2016 @ 12:31 pm


She said see ya later boy. The connotations are so many – some punk kid with long greasy hair and baggy jeans. Although, I guess it could be a figure skater too. But that’s not the first thing you think. Drugs? Maybe. Quiet? For sure. Carrying around that stupid skateboard. Yep. Not what I want to be or want my kid to be.

» Posted By Sheena On 05.08.2015 @ 8:19 am


Empathy – it’s something that’s missing these days. That’s why there’s so much personal crime and acts against each other. If we truly felt what the other was feeling, or could at least put ourselves in their shoes, the acts we perpetrate against each other would have so much more kindness and less malice.

» Posted By Sheena On 05.07.2015 @ 5:47 am


I was resting on the sidewalk one day when a man came up to me and told me about a magic lamp. The lamp could transport you anywhere you wanted to go on one condition: Someone you loved would forget everything about you. “Would you be willing to take the risk?” asked the man.

» Posted By Sheena On 04.22.2015 @ 7:34 pm


My world shook. How could this be? What sort of revelation was this? I knew of some sort that the events had a probable chance of occurring but this was too much. I felt sick to my stomach. If she knew, how could she betray me? She was always the intuitive one.

» Posted By sheena On 10.02.2013 @ 3:34 am


It bounced up and down, side to side energetically. Never stopping to question the theory of gravity. I stared blankly at its movement, trying to think of a word to describe it. It was a tousled…..

» Posted By Sheena On 09.25.2013 @ 2:49 am


He was a tall man with wide broad shoulders and a muscly chest to match. I stared up into his eyes and asked curiously, “Are you who they say you are? That man?” He nodded curtly.

» Posted By Sheena On 09.16.2013 @ 4:56 am


I clinged at the iron bars, my hands were bitten by the cold coarseness of the metal. I screamed, “Let me out! Don’t take her!” Stone cold eyes looked into me, reflecting a blankness that made me shake.

» Posted By Sheena On 09.10.2013 @ 12:53 am


The brain is a funny thing. It controls the human outlet. But what makes this brain so amazing? Well you see there are things called nerves and your brain controls this system. But you wouldn’t understand, would you? Its all too complex for you.

» Posted By Sheena On 09.09.2013 @ 3:50 am


“Here take some of this young lady,” whispered the old haggard woman.
“What is it?” I asked curiously.
“Its a concoction that I made. A real punch to your lemonade,” replied the old woman.

“I remember two years ago, I was picking lemongrass in the Wilkes field when I suddenly had an idea. An idea to genetically create a new plant with a bitter taste. Try some,” explained the old woman.

» Posted By Sheena On 09.08.2013 @ 3:09 am


There was a dark black feel around her. I couldn’t place my finger on what it was about her. It seemed like everything I did was being watched. Am I overreacting? I was always classed as a bit of a drama queen. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by someone’s hand resting on my shoulder. I shuddered.

» Posted By Sheena On 09.06.2013 @ 11:23 pm


It was a cold evening, there was no one about in the town of Elmswood. I stood at the corner light with the lights flickering. I stood waiting, for someone to notice my existence. Would anyone notice me ? Would they stop to ask what was wrong?

» Posted By Sheena On 09.06.2013 @ 4:21 am


i hate my life!

» Posted By sheena On 09.20.2012 @ 3:38 am

side means we get one word in a day?
didn’t know this SIDE of the site…it restricts the writing juices of mine,which want to create ceaselessly…cause I have a sucker of a writer in me,who wants to crate!!!

» Posted By sheena On 08.24.2012 @ 12:06 am

i did write about side earlier,though i hadnt registered with the site then. so i am on the site’s side for sure,cause would love to frequent it in days to come.

» Posted By sheena On 08.24.2012 @ 12:04 am


something that is very unique and wonderful in nature
if you like something that is, say exotic, or extremely rare, you will say “c’est exquisite”

» Posted By Sheena On 03.25.2012 @ 3:26 am


discover the possibility of being something different
more alive than you ever believed

» Posted By Sheena On 01.06.2011 @ 5:02 pm


coco loco drink, blue crystal clear water, snorkleing vests on, royal carribean ship off in the distance, picture taking, memory making

» Posted By sheena On 06.24.2010 @ 11:16 am


think about it

» Posted By sheena On 09.12.2009 @ 9:20 am


today i went and walked along this path in the bushes. the path was really weird looking. it had two sets of stairs on it one to go one way the other to go the other way. they both led to different paths. i didn’t know which one to take so i just went left. it didn’t really lead me anywhere great just to another path somehere donw the road. i knew where i was goin and i shouldve taken the other path.

» Posted By Sheena On 10.22.2008 @ 3:13 pm


The stall in the barn was full of hay. The cows were coming in one by one. I thought the old farmer looked tired as he trailed in behind his herd. His face showed signs of years of hard work. I think he reminded me of my Grandpa who had worked all his life on the farm. There was no time for vacations or long weekends. It was always a battle between Grandpa and Mother Nature. He would work daylight to dark in order to beat an incoming storm. And one might ask for what? The answer being displayed as each person told a story at his visitation. The words of honesty and integrity were a common thread. The answer being his cows needed that stall in the barn to be full.

» Posted By Sheena On 10.20.2009 @ 2:53 pm



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