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They were my angels, they were always there for me. I knew that they hovered above my head watching for danger to cross my path. Not only were they my angels they were my friends. Yes, I was friends with my guardian angels. Their names were Steve and Sara.
» Posted By Bre On 03.21.2016 @ 4:51 pm
i ran to the portal, I never knew how crazy it feel to jump through one. In seconds I was standing in my boyfriends room looking down at him to see him with another women. I was astonished I couldn’t believe my eyes, my dad was right he was just a fuck boy.
» Posted By bre On 01.22.2016 @ 11:40 am
I wish I had more time
» Posted By Bre On 09.18.2015 @ 10:20 am
. I wish I could go back in time an relive some of those best moments. But sadly, we aren’t getting any younger so we have to cherish them.
» Posted By Bre On 09.18.2015 @ 10:19 am
The way I acted was unacceptable and I’m sorry. I hope that you can forgive me.
» Posted By Bre On 09.16.2015 @ 4:20 pm
I have acted on my feelings and I am proud of it.
» Posted By Bre On 09.16.2015 @ 4:18 pm
He’s a good man. I hardly know him but I still love him. He’s been like a guardian angel.. just watching over me, making sure that I was okay. I appreciate that. He’s a good person and he has good intentions.
» Posted By Bre On 09.16.2015 @ 2:01 pm
“We are not related.” I claim as my sister dances around Wal-Mart singing on top of her lungs. It may have been cute when when we were little but we were now in our 20s, rooming together at Utah State. I wanted to curl up in a ball and hide.
» Posted By Bre On 08.30.2015 @ 7:00 pm
“I can run farther than you can.” the little boy called as he took off down the road.
“Na-hu.” I yelled chasing after him.
I could see him in the distance and i was straining to catch up. I tripped over my untied shoelaces.
» Posted By Bre On 08.26.2015 @ 12:40 pm
I was afraid. I was afraid of a relapse into the dark corner that I had hidden myself for the past three years. I was afraid of letting anyone in, I was afraid of not letting anyone in. I didn’t know what to think or do. I was just afraid.
» Posted By Bre On 08.25.2015 @ 2:09 pm
Lack of stress. Release of or worry. Allowing things to be out of control and accepting it.
» Posted By Bre On 08.20.2015 @ 11:02 am
My client winced as I hit a sore muscle. “Are you okay?” I asked.
She nodded, “I have started running again. I think I overdid it yesterday.”
“Do I need to stop, does it hurt too much?”
“No. Keep going.”
She gripped the chair as I attempted to work out the knot.
Ah the life of a nail tech!
» Posted By Bre On 06.24.2015 @ 7:03 am
“He is attractive.” I thought to myself as I walked toward the table where two guys sat. One of which I knew, the other I wanted to. “Hey.” I said sitting down. They both greeted me warmly.
» Posted By Bre On 06.19.2015 @ 12:53 pm
Detergent. I make my own laundry detergent, and my own fabric softener. They are both super easy and super cheap recipes. We save a lot of money by making them. A five gallon bucket only costs about 4 dollars.
» Posted By Bre On 03.27.2015 @ 2:06 pm
I think panda bears are cute. I have seen them in a zoo a few times. They look so soft. I would love to pet one. Never mind that it would probably think I was a tasty snack and not a cuddle buddy.
» Posted By Bre On 03.16.2015 @ 12:18 pm
“She is a bad influance on him.” Sarah complained. “Since they met, he is a totally different person!”
And on she ranted. Complaining about everything she could think of.
» Posted By Bre On 03.14.2015 @ 11:32 am
It looked like a normal electric hand mixer, but it was so much more. It was a symbol. Silly I know, but this battered old mixer was a symbol of our life together. It was one if the first “appliances” we had bought as a married couple.
» Posted By Bre On 03.11.2015 @ 12:19 pm
I only put premium gas in my car. It was my pride and joy, my “baby” if you will. I had worked many long hours to be able to drive such a classy car. I was going to give it my best.
» Posted By Bre On 03.09.2015 @ 7:20 pm
The scientists gathered around. They had never before seen anything like what lay before them. It was large with blue and white stripes. It wasn’t any particular shape, it had just been dug out of the ceiling of a cave.
» Posted By Bre On 03.03.2015 @ 7:03 pm
The audience was silent. What had just happened. Juliet had just slapped Romeo after a non scripted fight. She looked honestly upset. The audience was extremely confused. Only I knew that it had indeed been a real fight.
» Posted By Bre On 02.25.2015 @ 10:03 am
I was as dizzy as a drunken sailor. Well, I guess I was. I had never been drunk before. His kiss made me feel like I as flying, spinning. It was the most wonderful first kiss I had ever been given.
» Posted By Bre On 02.24.2015 @ 11:32 am
I had it all planned. I would make a roast beef dinner, complete with mashed potatoes, gravy and rolls. It would be perfect. The perfect dinner to make the anniversary of saying those magic words to each other. “I love you.”
» Posted By Bre On 02.23.2015 @ 2:57 pm
I hate it when my husband accidentally uses my toothbrush. He sometimes forgets which one is his and uses whichever one he grabs first. Then when I go to brush my teeth and notice that my toothbrush is wet, I freak. I think it is so gross to use the same toothbrush as my husband. He, though, thinks it is funny to watch me be grossed out. Then I throw my double used toothbrush away and insist I get a new one. I have started using super girly colors to, hopefully, help him remember which is his and which isn’t. My next step will probably have to be hiding my toothbrush from him. This way there is only his for him to grab.
» Posted By Bre On 02.20.2015 @ 11:23 am
The bracelet was dainty and silver. A cracked wooden heart charm hung from it. It was simply beautiful. It had meaning behind it, Erick could tell. But what. Why did this girl wear it all the time, like it was a life line? He had never seen her without it. He wanted to ask about it but wasn’t sure how. Sally must have caught him looking at it because she fingered it and said, “It’s from my parents. It keeps them with me while I am so far away.”
» Posted By Bre On 02.19.2015 @ 9:35 am
Falcon are birds of prey. They eat other animals and can be very aggressive and protective. Some species are endangered.
» Posted By Bre On 02.18.2015 @ 6:13 am
The falcon flew free over the water. He was graceful, but strong. I wondered what it would be like to fly like that. To go anywhere you wanted just because you wanted. No worries, just the wind around you. Free
» Posted By Bre On 02.17.2015 @ 2:36 pm
A falcon is a bird. They talk a lot about types of falcons on Wild Kratts. One Falcon is the blue falcon from Scooby-Doo.
» Posted By Bre On 02.17.2015 @ 12:59 pm
There was no way through. There just couldn’t be. Before me stood a solid stone wall. Yet the map showed that this was the only way to get to Stintville. The home of the purple elf who had the key to finding out what happened to my parents.
» Posted By Bre On 02.16.2015 @ 4:22 pm
Camp. Summer camp. Girls camp. Being alone. Seeing how the other girls felt about me. Pushed away. Silent. Hateful. Couldn’t wait to get out!
» Posted By Bre On 02.15.2015 @ 7:42 pm
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I hated this stupid summer camp. My parents made me come every year, and every year it got worse. I was tall for my age, and skinny. My hair, which had never seen the inside of a beauty parlor, reached down to my hips. And it was a brilliant shade of blue.
» Posted By Bre On 02.14.2015 @ 10:50 am