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My feelings are shoved down. Deep, deep down into the pit that is my heart. It is empty and full all at once. Thoughts, memories, feelings. Repressed.
» Posted By emm On 03.24.2014 @ 10:42 pm
He was staring at them blankly, unsure of where to go from here. “161 bosworth ave.,” it read, and nothing more. The door before him was red, cherry red with a big brass knocker. To knock or not to knock? He had nothing better to do.
» Posted By Emm On 07.21.2012 @ 10:10 pm
change my opinion, convinced me to go on that super scary roller-coaster where i broke all my bones and lost my voice
» Posted By emm On 09.24.2011 @ 5:20 am
these are the things that reindeer have…..santa like them and they come in handy for fighting off small children if need be. These can be for self defense of just for decoration. They are interesting things which are strange yet oddly cool at the same time. Wow, strange assignment but cool nonetheless
» Posted By Emm On 06.25.2011 @ 7:39 pm
books are there every book ever made. opening worlds imaginations. a secret garden, an underwater land. magic and harry potter. a night time story to sleep.
» Posted By emm On 04.12.2011 @ 9:07 am
the beauty of life is not knowing what’s in your future, but knowing something great is always around the corner
» Posted By Emm On 03.27.2011 @ 9:39 am
Sometimes, I find myself wishing for the impossible. Wishing for what could be, what should be, what might be, what I want to be. Wishing for something impossible, wishing for something silly, wishing for the unthinkable. But then again, what’s wishing if at least one wish doesn’t come true? When you wish upon a star..
» Posted By Emm On 12.29.2010 @ 10:14 pm
She stumbled over yet another step. Her tiny legs almost the same height as the steps. She scapes her elbows again but her tears are inspired by her mother’s scream from upstairs. Finally the worn out girl crawls to her parent’s door. As she swings back the plain white door she finds a red puddle surrounding her mother. Her father is breathing as hard as she is but no emotion fills his face.
“Come here baby girl” he mutters as he approaches her.
» Posted By Emm On 09.11.2010 @ 6:11 pm
Time stops as she stares at the doctor. This couldn’t be. She was in the prime of her life; she still had so much to do and see. There must be a mistake but the look on his face tells her it isn’t. Colour drains from her already pale face. The diagnosis had been set. There was little hope left. The outlook was bleak.
» Posted By Emm On 08.26.2010 @ 4:19 am
It crept in. A visible force rolling over the ground towards the pair bringing with it blindness of their surroundings. It was no use. They had no hope of finding the lodge now. The snow bites through their clothes freezing right to the bone. Despair washes through them just as the mist laps at their feet leaving them almost invisible to each other despite being just an arms length apart. They would have to wait it out. Without being able to see they were more likely to step off the cliffs jaggered edge rather than find the lodge and safety. The mist settled around them leaving them clutching each other freezing.
» Posted By Emm On 08.25.2010 @ 4:14 am
There was only so long she could keep her head up and she knew it. Wouldn’t be long now. Already she was failing. She’d stopped wasting her energy long ago. It was stretched out but pointlessly. There was no use fighting it. Her legs fail and the water is quick to suck her under. She manages to make it to the surface again but slips down all over. Only once more does she manage to rise up before she’s pulled towards the depths. Air rushing from her in exhaustion as defeat consumes her. She sinks further already forgotten from the world. She was down; she was under and there was no coming back.
» Posted By Emm On 08.21.2010 @ 4:08 am
Everything froze. Even the breeze halted it’s slow movement through the hallway as he uttered those two words with such finallity. The months had been hard but she never thought it could come to this. Tears wished to well in her eyes but even they obeyed the unheard command for this moment to last forever. With two simple words everything in her world had stopped. I’m leaving; it’s all he had to do to stop all life for just one moment that dragged on. This one moment stood still in time. The rest came quickly as time sped back up to catch up except she still couldn’t move. Forzen; destined to watch him turn his back and walk out. The moment burned into her memory; the moment time stood still just for her.
» Posted By Emm On 08.20.2010 @ 1:25 am
Gravity; harsh in punishing lose to defy it’s law. Clouds offered no support as he spiralled down through the air. Nothing would stop him; nothing could save him. He made no attempt to struggle. This was the punishment he had agreed to bare if he were caught. Mortal women were tempting, no longer could he get away with simple afairs. Now he was condemmed to spend eternity amoung them. The impact with the ground jars through him and the first sensation of pain draws forth a gasp from his lips. The initial pain was the first in a long line and this immortal one was prime for it’s attack on him. For he was banished; fallen.
» Posted By Emm On 08.19.2010 @ 3:15 am
Higher and higher it climbed. The anticipation grew and grew. Any minute now. It seemed an endless climb. The steep incline just lending more strength to their anticipation. Finally they tipped over the edge. Screams echoed out as they flew with great speed. Winds rushing past their faces sending hair everywhere. Some screamed, others laughed as if in insanity had claimed their minds if only for this brief window. Unfortunately it had to end, the ride slowed to a gradual stop and the grining passengers disembarked some all too ready to wait again to feel the rush that can only come from a great roller coaster. Such a blast to ride.
» Posted By Emm On 08.18.2010 @ 4:28 am
The sounds bounce through the hallways seeming endless. Childish laughter, mocking her as she walked. Torture, the sound grating on her sanity. It would never end; trapped she felt wishing to escape the noise but knowing it impossible to escape one’s own mind. She wished it could return the comfort it first brought her. No longer where the noises laughing with her, now she was sure even they had turned on her and now laughed at her every movement. They would never be silenced; it would go on forever. Eternally.
» Posted By Emm On 08.17.2010 @ 4:02 am
Forever they had promised each other. He’d broken that promise; left her stranded. The memorial was too much. In a rush she had fled the small church. She’d tried to flee from the truth. He’d broken his promise and left but she couldn’t grasp that he wasn’t coming back.
» Posted By Emm On 08.17.2010 @ 3:33 am
I have a black dress with white, green, and blue polka dots on it. I’m planning to wear it to my school dance this Friday. I have black high heels to go with it, and a pearl necklace.
» Posted By Emm On 05.18.2010 @ 7:08 pm
I want some candy. Please. No wait, I want…a pony. That’s what I want. I want I pony. I don’t need one, I WANT one. That’s right. My want for it is so great that it surpasses everything else necessary for me to keep living unless I really get that pony. Wait, I changed my mind. I want a new car.
» Posted By Emm On 12.05.2008 @ 8:58 pm
convertible? i never did want one of those obnoxious symbols of youth and excess. not my style. maybe a cute euro car with great gas mileage (and no, 30 isn’t great enough). freedom of conscience is the best freedom of all
» Posted By emm On 11.12.2008 @ 2:46 pm
like a light bulb? or a flower bulb? hmmm…a bulbous something or other. Bulb is one of those words that fits its definition perfectly. B-U-L-B…sound it out. it is big and fat and round…
» Posted By emm On 10.17.2008 @ 11:22 am
Crown, crown, crown…a crown of wildflowers for my little girl’s head. a crown of thorns that was supposed to change my life…but somehow i don’t know…a crown is not what i want. not unless it is simple and natural
» Posted By emm On 10.15.2008 @ 7:33 am
i am taking flight in a direction and at a speed completely unexpected a year ago. a few months ago. i am so excited and terrified of the results, of the destination, of the possibilities that may be down that wind draft…i have never risked like this
» Posted By emm On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
like a peacock? feathered seems like a tacky word. until i think of being tarred and feathered, which must hurt. and then i think of lynchings for some reason…peacocks to racial murders. whoa, the way the mind goes in less than 30 seconds really…
» Posted By emm On 09.26.2008 @ 10:41 pm
i am proud of myself today. i can fail and succeed, and take both in stride. proud to be stable (relatively), and proud to be capable and willing to work through the insanity. i am proud that i am different, and yet human just like you. in that, i am proud of you.
» Posted By emm On 09.22.2008 @ 7:13 pm
to be wild, and unrestrained, colorful, and unpredictable…to be a human wildflower…that appeals to me. that was also just about the most grammatically incorrect sentence ever.
» Posted By emm On 09.11.2008 @ 4:06 pm
i love brick houses. brick fireplace. brick roads and driveways. we used to have a brick driveway when i was little, and i would spend time sitting on the hot ground reading the cities and dates on the bricks. i took some with me when i moved away, and still have them in the backyard.
» Posted By emm On 09.08.2008 @ 12:21 pm
i am throwing my plans out the window, and replacing them with some wild and dangerous dreams, which captivate me so much more than the placid realities i was tunneling myself into. moving on to better things :)
» Posted By emm On 09.02.2008 @ 6:47 pm
I threw up all over the place after the doctor pushed the morphine too fast. Great a headache with nausea has turned into a puke fest. I thought I had a headache turns out it was more. A lot more. I have two young children and a wonderful husband and I have a time bomb in my head.
» Posted By emm On 09.02.2008 @ 11:45 am
throw? i feel like throwing my books all over my room in frustration. or maybe throwing myself on a train home. what is is not ok. it’s needs to be thrown apart and changed. that’s how i feel, and i don’t know what it is that needs to change. how confusing…
» Posted By emm On 09.01.2008 @ 2:55 pm
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The sky is one giant sprinkler today – rain falling in huge drip drops, watering the whole world that is mine. funny that the man-made sprinklers are still running, causing little floods in the perfect grass.
» Posted By emm On 10.08.2009 @ 1:12 pm