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I plucked the juicy, shiny red apple up in my hands. It looked delectable, sunlight shimmering off of it. Temptation was no stranger to me, and my resolve had never been strong. But something inside me told me, “Drop it.”
» Posted By Shr On 02.23.2019 @ 9:22 pm
I tossed and turned, trying to forge the shadows into some kind of recognizable figure, to bring meaning to the unending, unparalleled darkness of my room. It reflected the inner mechanisms of my mind, the darkness within myself, the gears which kept churning and twisting in my convoluted mind.
» Posted By Shr On 07.14.2018 @ 6:29 pm
Act casual, act casual, act casual!
“Uh, hey. I didn’t see you there,” I attempted to say in a nonchalant way. I folded my arms across my chest, trying to seem suave, and leaned back against a wall, but I tripped and nearly fell into a nearby trashcan.
» Posted By Shr On 09.23.2016 @ 6:29 pm
I straightened out my clothes, tucked my starched white shirt into my burgundy dress pants, and stood there for a long, long time. My tie felt crooked no matter how tirelessly I adjusted it, and collar felt too tight no matter how I flipped it around.
» Posted By Shr On 09.10.2016 @ 7:22 pm
Humanity has something which is quite rare, and quite unique: the ability to love, perhaps even more readily than it hates, as said by Nathaniel Hawthorne.
» Posted By Shr On 02.14.2016 @ 10:50 am
I looked at my hands. In one fist, as I unfurled it, I saw a seed. In the other, I held I weed.
My tears, as they hit the ground, would provide ample water to whichever I chose to plant. I just had to decide which I wanted to let grow.
» Posted By Shr On 02.08.2016 @ 2:32 pm
The toughest bully I’ve ever had to face, in my entire life, has been myself.
If someone else tells you an insult, it means less than the amount of air expelled when they said it. If you tell it to yourself, it can completely and utterly devastate you.
» Posted By Shr On 12.30.2015 @ 8:48 am
I don’t have to be anything. I don’t have to be perfect, I don’t have to be brilliant. I leave my bag on the floor, I take a deep breath and swallow down the knot in my throat. And I open up my mouth, I open up my mind, I open up my heart, and I let it free.
» Posted By Shr On 12.28.2015 @ 6:12 pm
Hats off, the year is done.
Eyes open and bright, looking toward the future, a constantly shifting, re-arranging path, the definition of an enigma.
If you keep looking back, you can’t go forward.
» Posted By Shr On 12.20.2015 @ 8:23 am
The power of an ordinary human is what shapes worlds. A human can change a life. Who said to be ordinary was nothing special?
» Posted By Shr On 12.04.2015 @ 5:54 pm
If you color a coffee filter with marker, you should add as much color as you can. Make your marks bold, bright, and confident. Then, add water gently, one drop at a time. Watch the ripples it creates as the seemingly chaotic palette spreads into something beautiful. People are very much like makers.
» Posted By Shr On 12.04.2015 @ 1:57 pm
It’s something entirely different to wade out into the world and see the ripples you make, which, though small, can be enough to change a life; to go out and have a direct and lasting impact.
» Posted By Shr On 11.15.2015 @ 7:34 am
There was a presence there with me, I could feel it. In the rustling of the breeze through the trees, the patches of soft light falling on the ground, in the hush of every being there. It wasn’t a lonely hush, though I was alone, and it was silent. It was beautiful, and offered me a glimpse into a deeper, more reflective world.
» Posted By Shr On 11.01.2015 @ 4:14 pm
The dish was a suspiciously dark shade, as if I had dusted a layer of charcoal on top as a garnish and had topped it off with a boatload of pepper.
“Ugh! I should have just stuck to Betty Crocker.”
» Posted By Shr On 10.31.2015 @ 4:47 pm
The solution was so simple that it was impossible for me to comprehend. I just had to open up, speak up, and start living my life the way I wanted it to be lived. Simple, right? Then why was this sinking feeling in my heart?
» Posted By Shr On 10.28.2015 @ 4:06 pm
I like to be called brave. I like to be strong. I’m proud of it. But I’d prefer not having to be. I’d rather have the world be much brighter, and filled with much less heartache.
» Posted By Shr On 10.25.2015 @ 2:57 pm
“Ughhh. I’m so hungry. When is lunch starting?” I groaned.
My friend grinned. “I’ve come prepared.” In a flash, he shot a Twizzler out of his right sleeve and into his hand, handing it to me.
» Posted By Shr On 10.25.2015 @ 8:05 am
A person puts up a facade, strong and silent, a brick wall, keeping the world out. When they start to long for daylight and a connection to the world, they hit the wall, taking it apart one brick at a time.
» Posted By Shr On 10.23.2015 @ 5:16 pm
I’ve done it, I thought to myself as I looked up at the stars. I’ve begun to do everything I’ve always wanted to do.
I’ve had “watching the stars” on my list for so long. But I’ve been too afraid.
I don’t want to live that way anymore. I want to truly and fully live.
» Posted By Shr On 10.02.2015 @ 5:11 pm
I seem to have inherited bad luck.
I’m not the only family member, safe to say, who has reached championship, world-record setting feats in tripping, falling, dropping things down the toilet, landing on unwanted things, having unwanted things land on me…
» Posted By Shr On 10.02.2015 @ 1:56 pm
Rising high above, majestic, resilient, unshakable in both morals and resolve. I’d like to be like a statue, to have some stability, to be someone who can be relied upon.
» Posted By Shr On 09.20.2015 @ 10:32 am
I was so very confused by the piles and piles of cardboard boxes crowding my living room. “Let’s see… Lemonades for… Kira… no, wait… caramel delights? No, wait… I don’t even know!” Girl scout cookie sales were a very busy, somewhat overwhelming time of the year.
» Posted By Shr On 09.18.2015 @ 9:10 pm
The weight of the world seems to rest on teenagers’ shoulders.
Getting good grades, having extracurricular activities, doing well on the SATs and ACTs, in order to ensure a successful future life.
They hear that they’ll be happy in the future, but what about right now?
» Posted By Shr On 09.13.2015 @ 8:42 am
“Don’t you remember?” I asked, a hint of desperation in my voice.
“Remember what?” she asked, completely puzzled.
“I don’t know! There’s something that I mentioned to you, that I asked you to remind me of, but now I don’t remember what it was.”
“Whoops.” she said sheepishly.
» Posted By Shr On 09.12.2015 @ 6:38 am
Our society is rather broken nowadays.
Even though we think we’ve made huge strides in terms of eliminating discrimination and condescending attitudes, we haven’t really done much.
Society sets such rigid expectations for everyone that no one can meet them, and we all feel like failures. We can’t let it define us.
» Posted By Shr On 09.07.2015 @ 6:08 pm
I’m nobody special. I’m just an ordinary human.
I try to live my life the best way I know how, without harming anyone else, trying to put a smile on everybody’s faces with silly jokes and antics.
But… maybe that’s an honorable way to live in itself.
» Posted By Shr On 08.29.2015 @ 6:15 pm
I gaze out across the crystalline blue waters, adjusting the telescope. I’m bound for the land of my dreams, a life of adventure and mystique. I know to expect both placid and torrential waters ahead. But when has that ever stopped me?
» Posted By Shr On 08.28.2015 @ 12:57 pm
I looked up at the stars, dreams fluttering across my vision. Today, I’d become an astronaut, and go farther than any man has ever gone before. Tomorrow, I’d dive among the sponges, plankton, and corral of the Great Barrier Reef. I could go anywhere in my dreams.
» Posted By Shr On 08.25.2015 @ 6:01 pm
“What’s going on here?” He asked, looking quite annoyed. I glanced quickly down at the newest text received on my phone: STALL!
The surprise party preparations weren’t ready yet.
“Umm, well… I just… we never hang out anymore! Let’s go for a super duper long walk!” I started pulling him along the sidewalk.
» Posted By Shr On 08.22.2015 @ 11:06 am
Back To Stats Page
I hit the undo button again and again, but it didn’t work. I had accidentally deleted everything on the page, and I hadn’t saved. Oh no. This couldn’t be happening.
Exasperated, I dropped my head onto my folded arms. “AGH!”
» Posted By Shr On 08.17.2015 @ 8:22 am