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I think of jumping frogs and happy elves. I want to jump over mud puddles so my feet don’t get wet. I want to jump jumprope with my friends. I want to jump in track and jump up and down with excitement like Phoebe on friends. I want to practice all sorts of jumping =-jumping jacks and jumping junebugs and other works and phrases that have jumping int hem.

» Posted By Marie On 03.06.2019 @ 6:40 am


It was crowded in that small bar at the shore. Apparently Elliot wasn’t the only one with the idea of going to The Seahorse. What shame though, this was his favourite bar. Always calm, not too crowded and great for loners like him who still wished to enjoy the seashore.
It was the third time someone had bumped into him wich caused his to spill his drink, this time though it actually spilled on his trousers.

» Posted By Marie On 04.14.2018 @ 2:25 am


In her reflection she saw nothing but a blur. If it hadn’t been for the police officer she would have been dead, now she’s alive but her sight is worse. Wich for her was dreadful. A woman born to be a moviemaker, a director, lost the thing she needed to do what she loved.

» Posted By Marie On 03.22.2018 @ 11:42 am


They were two strangers, deserted in a ghosttown. How they got here was a mystery to all, all they know is that they have to survive. One was already thinking about dying right there, right now. The other was doing everything in his power to survive.

» Posted By Marie On 03.21.2018 @ 12:29 pm


Where some people have to be placed in your life. You don’t want them gone completely; they just need to be in a place where you can see them. They can see you; you can see them, but they aren’t close enough to you to be a real factor in your day to day.

» Posted By Marie On 07.29.2017 @ 11:51 pm


There were awful hosts in this bar we were in tonight, one was really ugly and called Jeff, he smelled like a pig the host of the computer game was I creible, he the hosts of our evening were what I’d describe as evil, I’d heard many bad stories and I didn’t know why I was actually here sat in their company,

» Posted By Marie On 07.22.2017 @ 2:58 pm


I was aiming but the arrow was shaking. it takes a lot of strength to pull back the bow and keep it steady to try to hit the target. I was pulling the arrow back so far that I actually fell backwards right in the grass; bow and arrow up!

» Posted By Marie On 02.27.2017 @ 11:17 am


I was dreading the idea of it. I’m not much for cleaning anyway. But when my mom gave me the sponge and Comet, I knew I had to do the tub and toilet. Maybe they’ll play some good songs on the radio to scrub by.

» Posted By Marie On 01.11.2017 @ 11:38 am


There were 2 different ways I could get to where I was going. I decided that boarding a train might be my best bet. Would I be on time? The on-going question; always.

» Posted By Marie On 01.10.2017 @ 10:19 am


rends me of the word summer, As i a gemrnan I actually do not now the exact meaning of the word. I love shimmer.. reminds me od a nice evening atmosphere, or it might even be night, at the lake, with glittering water, magic atmosphere, stars, an

» Posted By marie On 01.01.2017 @ 5:26 am


I stood in the back. I couldn’t be seen. If she saw me, the real me, even for a moment I felt like I would wither away.

» Posted By Marie On 01.18.2016 @ 8:04 pm


The banquet hall was so lavish – it was like stepping into a dream in which she did not belong. There were so many people dressed in beautiful clothes. She felt so unimportant, as if she did not belong in such a place. Yet, he chose her.

» Posted By Marie On 11.28.2015 @ 8:55 am


Affects my mood, my disposition, my thoughts, my level of motivation. Rainy days are days for introspection, sunny days make me upbeat and eager to get things done. Too hot and I shut down completely, miserable in my own sweat and odors. Cold weather is like death.

» Posted By marie On 05.26.2015 @ 9:07 am


I wear this badge that has these eight letters on it that have represented me to the world since they were bestowed on me. it dawns on me that they are not me, they simply give a handle to me for others to hold me in their minds.

» Posted By marie On 04.30.2015 @ 10:10 am


As a flight controller, she had to pay attention to every little detail. Of course, this ability was a hard one to turn-off when she was not working, and sometimes, it was just difficult to move knowing that so much was going on at the same time.

» Posted By Marie On 03.17.2015 @ 6:31 am


It came in the mailbox today. Pristine and white. No writing whatsoever. I wondered if I should open it. Was it really for me? I couldn’t be sure.

» Posted By Marie On 03.05.2015 @ 8:22 pm


there’s something in my teeth that makes it shine
my toothbrush is made out of glitter
but the substance in my bones are the atmosphere of my radiance

» Posted By marie On 02.19.2015 @ 8:41 pm


She had the aura of a wolf, but the work ethic of a dog.

» Posted By Marie On 02.05.2015 @ 5:27 pm


i sit and wallow in the now and wonder who it is i am. am i a writer am i a poet will my writing ever mean anything to anybody. these are the things i wallow in: uncertainty and fear but i don’t want to wallow, I want to wade. wade out and face it all and tell the world hello.

» Posted By marie On 01.16.2015 @ 8:37 pm


i’d like to think that i don’t miss out on the big opportunities in life. i’l never know, so why spend time pondering such dull thought. more, why bother when my life is great now. what’s the point of worry about what could have been when i’m loving what is.

» Posted By marie On 12.29.2014 @ 11:16 am


My kids love making music – love it. And at only 3 and almost one-year-old, these kids make some loud music. My oldest, Maddox, takes the tambourine with the built-in drum and bangs it as he walks all around the house. While, my nerves are frayed, he’s having a blast!

» Posted By Marie On 09.11.2014 @ 4:17 am


What? – she said with an outrageous voice. – I can assure you, sir. That all the charity find it’s destiny.

» Posted By Marie On 08.30.2014 @ 10:26 pm


It is sad to be the third child in the family .First of all you usually have a big age difference with your brothers/sisters.

» Posted By marie On 02.07.2014 @ 1:58 pm


Not too sure what to write down on here. Space bar keeps jamming. Meanwhile, my mom is arguing with her boyfriend. Oh, Mondays.

» Posted By Marie On 12.09.2013 @ 9:52 am


my pupil is brown. i wish it was green or is that something else? i think its black. it is hard drawing pupils. the always look creepy

» Posted By marie On 11.23.2013 @ 1:15 am


Jake was in love with Matt, but the thought of saying so made his scalp tingle. So Jake kept his mouth shut and kept his hat on, and didn’t say anything when Matt got to the altar. When Matt kissed the bride, Jake’s hair stood on end

» Posted By Marie On 10.16.2013 @ 4:24 pm


The fish swam out of the tank. Slicing through the water with all of it’s might. The fishermen let out the net. Ready to rap it up, and take the fish home for dinner. The man grabbed a fork and a spoon, forcing his face towards the plate. All of his taste buds, melting into one. His senses tingled. Shaking with excitement, breathing in the crisp fry of the fish. His tongue. in it’s own world. The taste bubbles down, into his lower stomach.

» Posted By Marie On 10.02.2013 @ 6:18 pm


we met in a cafe, one along the banks of a european river ill never remember the name of. we didnt speak at first, i just sat down at your table, asked you to pass the sugar and stole your discarded newspaper. i walked out of the cafe with your coffee breath on my lips.

» Posted By marie On 04.22.2013 @ 7:53 pm


she sat, listening to the sound of her thoughts. Then, she felt suddenly compelled to speak out loud. She didn’t, but it took all of her willpower not to. She needed to hear it–hear her own voice, and compare the voice she heard in her head, just to know that they’re the same, or she is two different people, since they always said different things.

» Posted By Marie On 03.25.2013 @ 2:02 am


flames from a fire are hot. sometimes they are a beautiful color. if they get out of hand they will be terribly dangerous.

» Posted By marie On 03.06.2013 @ 3:17 am

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