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the little dog was attuned to what was going on around it’s world. it would pay attention to so many things around it that it could see what was going on not just right in front of it but also behind it and around it. it was very happy.

» Posted By nad On 10.17.2014 @ 5:59 pm


i sat there, in the warm seat, ejoying the comforting softness i havent felt in such a long time

» Posted By nad On 10.18.2010 @ 12:35 am


the leaves were rustling under the wolf’s paws
his yellow flecked eyes blinked at me, taking every part of me in consideration,
then after a long study he turned and walked away…

» Posted By nad On 08.23.2010 @ 11:48 pm


the wolf stood there, like a statue.
i stared at him, his grey fur tussled by the wind.
i moved closer the wolf still stood next to the pine tree,
suddenly he looked at me, his yellow eyes flashed, sending a shiver down my spine.
he aproached me, his paws barely making a sound…

» Posted By Nad On 08.19.2010 @ 11:42 pm


whats there to write? a vase.. why is it calleda vase? who invented it?
what’s the meaning of calling the object ‘vase’ ?
what if the guy held up a donut and called it a vase?

» Posted By nad On 07.21.2010 @ 2:47 am

“Jerk!” i screamed, as i threw the vase at luke’s grinning face,
smashing into tiny pieces bits of clay and blood everywhere.
maybe i was crazy? or maybe heartless? nah, he deserved it..
i kicked him in the nuts, him still ripping my shirt off, then in stormed
philip, smashing a photo frame over his head, which happened to be the one
luke took of us, with the cursed vase..

» Posted By nad On 07.21.2010 @ 2:17 am

i took the last flower out of the vase, the vase that YOU gave me.
all the flowers were gone, along with my happiness..
it was just an empty vase, as empty as my heart

» Posted By nad On 07.21.2010 @ 1:50 am

i looked at the vase, while Aunty May made a cup of tea.
the vase was full of roses, if only i could distract her..
the delicate carvings of the Ancients tempted Amy, but how could she take the vase without
Aunty May noticing? using her willpower, Amy made the shelf of China teacups crash down. Aunty may was busy tidying up so Amy lunged for the vase, the seconds ticking by, time closing the gap between the vase and amy…

» Posted By Nad On 07.21.2010 @ 1:26 am


a few weeks ago i had a great friend, i kept all his secrets…
soon he lost my trust after spreading my only important secret..
why? i have no idea.. =(
He’s a LIAR…
and now i love him…

» Posted By Nad On 06.27.2010 @ 4:00 pm


im horny today…
thats my remark..
he he im waiting for to be sixty seconds..

» Posted By nad On 06.07.2010 @ 11:29 pm


my spine tingled as he approached me, i could tell he was bad news..
my secret would be discovered, and the embarrassment always with me.
he blurted it out, the last sentence stabbing me in my chest.
the thing that hurt the most was not the uncovered secret,
but i thought he was my friend, i kept all his secrets so why do this to me?
why yell at me, why hurt me?

» Posted By nad On 06.04.2010 @ 4:36 pm


in one of my travels in china i wanted to buy a huge one from a buddhist monk. I tried to find one in small villages on the mountains. In the temples, in the gardens. I was lost. Until a little girl came. A star. Bright eyes, big smile. She said, I have a secret. It lies in a cave under the sea. Are you sure? I asked. Take me there. Will fly you there.

» Posted By nad On 06.01.2010 @ 11:57 pm


she stood on the tracks, her hands curled in fists.
The chilly breeze whippped her long black hair against her rosy cheeks.
she took a final breath, the scent of pine filling her thoughts,
as the bullet like train sped up, soon taking her with it.
She remembered the first time she met him, when he called her
‘mustang girl’. then she remembered why she was standing on these tracks,
waiting for the train to come, where he would be sitting on it, cluelessly.
Pang. she was gone, in heaven with the mustangs

» Posted By nad On 06.01.2010 @ 12:15 am

she stepped off the platform and onto the train, and looked back at sam, as he chased after her, his brown eyes brimming with tears..
tears of sorrow tears of pain, she took her seat, holding back the tears, and the train started rattling off on its tracks, as she looked out the window and sam, sam sprinting next to the train at her window.
was she hallucinating? no
this horrid pain was real

» Posted By nad On 06.01.2010 @ 12:04 am

i tookm a train today, and thats how my story starts…
i cant remember when,
i cant remember where..
all i can rember is i enjoyed it then

» Posted By nad On 05.31.2010 @ 11:51 pm


presents, me wrapped in glad wrap waliking down the runway during fashion week,my stilletto heel breaks, as i land on bubble wrap, beating the world record of the fastest falinng in the world……

» Posted By Nad On 05.29.2010 @ 8:14 pm


This year has been full of change. Since the second week in January, 2008 was a year unlike any other year for me. I feel that I have been changed forever by the death of my father, the end of a friendship, and challenges in my marriage.

» Posted By Nad On 01.22.2009 @ 8:39 am


I don’t know wat owerflowing is…
I just simply know who I am, where I am….and

» Posted By nad On 11.21.2009 @ 8:35 am

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