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Windows are a view to life. Through windows you discover great things.
» Posted By Rach On 10.25.2017 @ 8:51 am
The inside of the hotel room was silent, not a person moved through the dusty interior. She walked up to an old desk and rang the bell. It chirped quietly, but for the most part seemed to be broken. After a minute and old man emerged from the door behind the desk.
» Posted By rach On 11.09.2014 @ 1:08 pm
She was on her kneew, the folds in her skirt making creases in her legs. The sun-washed figure in front of her stood still, mocking her pleading with its stony indifference. She bowed down again, forehead touching the floor. All she could think was, Please let her live—don’t leave me all alone.
Again and again she di this, hoping and praying, for if her sister was gone, she would be all alone.
» Posted By Rach On 05.07.2014 @ 4:37 pm
The sky fell above her—stars and moon and clouds all came, shattering, to the ground. The little girl walked on the moonbeam ridden beach and picked at all of the twinkling lights. When she was finished, she smiled at the bright stars clustered in her palms.
» Posted By Rach On 04.10.2014 @ 6:58 pm
She crossed her arms in the doorway, waiting for him to speak.
“I’m sorry.” He looked down at his brown leather shoes, shameful tears, glistening in his eyes.
Her shoulders fell as she sighed, disappointed yet again.
» Posted By Rach On 04.01.2014 @ 6:05 pm
“Daddy, look,” she cried. “It’s a jubedile!.”
Oh god, not again. He peered into the rafters, and, sure enough, two yellows peered back at him.
“Run inside and get Mommy, okay?”
The little girl skipped, her flowered dress twirling in the dry air. The man grabbed his phone and looked up the number for the exterminator to get rid of the “jubedile”.
» Posted By rach On 03.03.2014 @ 3:58 pm
I hops along, twirling and flipping through the air.
On the trapeze it glides. It walks above the lions cage on a tight rope. The clowns pedal by on their unicycles, and everybody laughs
It is the flea circus.
» Posted By Rach On 10.22.2013 @ 2:53 pm
i delve deep into something. it sounds like dive, and is a similar meaning, but its not the same word. im delving now into bullshit i dont know about. thats all
» Posted By Rach On 05.27.2013 @ 9:47 pm
Checkmate. I don’t know how to do that. I can come close to it, but never completing it. That’s the story of my life. Never finishing anything.
» Posted By Rach On 04.23.2013 @ 4:58 pm
I don’t know how to do that. I can make kinda hard situations, and check, but completely finishing is hard. I don’t know how to close things. To be finished. Finite situations.
» Posted By Rach On 04.23.2013 @ 4:56 pm
As witch in this school it is my job to learn how to conjure all sorts of things. Not very easy. Have you ever tried to conjure an apple out of thin air. No? i didn’t think so. It tooks days and weeks of practice before I could create the perfect apple. It was either rotten, bruised or full of worms. I was a failure as a witch.
» Posted By Rach On 03.01.2013 @ 1:19 pm
I just lost ten seconds since I stalled entering my first one word on my iPad. I’m scared I’m challenged and I need to move on. Bye
» Posted By Rach On 02.22.2013 @ 1:30 pm
life was easier life was simpler no complications no worries
the good old days
» Posted By rach On 09.24.2012 @ 6:10 pm
zones are for peoples who need boundaries in life, airport zones, football zones, country zones, office zones, religious zones, zones within a religion, political zones, so many zones in this world! THE WORLD IS MADE UP OF ZONESSS!
» Posted By Rach On 08.17.2012 @ 7:53 am
Summertime, little train conductors in the bathroom of my Grandparent’s house in Rockville Maryland. Jackie Blanco, in her blue jean overalls with one strap down. Indiana. Summer nights in Indiana. Farms, corn, and especially the scarecrows that come around during Halloween. Stuffed with hay.
» Posted By Rach On 07.07.2012 @ 10:31 pm
To dwell, is to live somewhere it could be somewhere nice or somewhere disgusting. You may have a choice in where you dwell you may not. Some people dwell in cities some do not. Some people dwell together other do not. I would like to dwell in Brooklyn, I can’t right now though.
» Posted By rach On 06.23.2012 @ 11:38 am
a brief description of what the word breif is…well it means slow boring short wait what am i on about i dont want to write about that- lets talk about a brief descriptioon of my daily life! wake up at
» Posted By rach On 06.12.2012 @ 11:28 am
Necessity is defined as something needed for life to be valuable. There is a song called ‘The Bear Necessities’ from the Jungle Book that pretty much sums it up.
» Posted By Rach On 06.02.2012 @ 3:09 pm
It was dark, and and very creepy. We were creeping around the museum at midnight. Not a good thing to do. We could hear a whole lot of commotion coming from inside, then we hear the window smash, and see some burglurs escaping the guards. I put my leg out and trip the douche before he could get much further. The next thing we see is the guard running towards the shattered glass. “Father daughter effort” he smiled at me, then at my friends. If anyone could help Dad, he just knew, it would be me, and my trusty crew.
» Posted By Rach On 11.26.2011 @ 1:41 pm
I used to love horses, and that is no exageration. I would have loved to own one, my cousins do, those lucky buggers. When I look at a horse Jumping, I see something strong, majestic, and beautiful. I can’t say much more than that. I simply Loved horses.. Back then.
» Posted By Rach On 11.24.2011 @ 5:29 pm
I looked up at the man beside me. Simply stunning he was. Why he would like a girl like me, is beyond me. We looked into eachothers eyes, as he took me hand and swept me over to the dancefloor. Together we moved almost flawlessly across the dancefloor, scoring annoying glancers form the other dancers. Then, just like at all weddings in my family, the chicken dance played. I glanced around the room for my best friend. Finially I found her, but not as I expected. She was making out with the best man. Jackson and I moved over to the maid of honour and the best man. We stood there, just looking at them. Whitney looked up to see us. “We were just saying how stunning you look” she whispered breathlessly. Brad nodded and the grabbed Whitney’s hand and took her into the centre of the dancers.
“She is right you know” Jackson whispered in my ear, “…you are absolutely stunning” he said as he swirled me back into the commotion of dancers.
» Posted By Rach On 11.23.2011 @ 9:28 pm
I was ment to study, but I couldn’t get my brain to focus enough. I looked at the page before me, and read the words, but they didn’t leave the slightest bit of meaning behind. I checked the date, 29th November, I have my economics exam tomorrow. My last exam. I didn’t lmow how I would do, especially if I can’t focus enough to study now!!
» Posted By Rach On 11.22.2011 @ 4:19 pm
I sat in class and laughed uncontrobably. I couldn’t help it. It was soo hard not too. The presentation Sasha gave about ET being real just blew me away. It’s not fault she is a hard believer in the unbelievable. Her father worked for the government in the “Secret Service” I say secret cause no one was ment to know.. But over the last six years, my family has become her family and her family mine. It happens when you get that close to someone. I looked around the class, they were also laughing at Sasha. She made it hard not too; she died her hair red just for the presentation, and she was a long “Hippy Style” dress that flowed down to her ankles.
» Posted By Rach On 11.22.2011 @ 12:21 am
My dad gaves me the rules. To clean up my room. I told him. 60 seconds. I have to write something first.
» Posted By Rach On 11.20.2011 @ 2:41 pm
I felt it,
I know you did too,
when we touched,
there was a flare.
It was a spark,
it burned so bright.
What was I to do?
But say three words,
that’ll let you know,
just how much,
I love you so.
So don’t forget,
» Posted By Rach On 11.20.2011 @ 12:25 am
“here it is.”
the advice could impact hundreds of lives, or just mine. who knows? i didn’t know how this advice might impact my kids, my grand kids. or just me.
“just do it. don’t think about it.”
so i listened. and here i am, wishing hard that i had not followed this particularly nasty piece of advice.
it’s too late now.
» Posted By rach On 10.15.2011 @ 10:01 pm
A place where a story is based. a mode of functioning for a tv/radio etc. Favouriter setting is a beach or somewhere warm and sunny I like the sun, i would like to be set in the sun.
» Posted By Rach On 10.07.2011 @ 3:42 am
pepper assaults my nostrils as it cooks into the food. i once knew a girl named pepper she was an albino
» Posted By Rach On 09.03.2011 @ 12:10 pm
mist. it starts with an m. there are so many words that start that way. mother, madam, mystical. i could have gotten ANY of those words. but no, mist falls to my lot. what is there to write of about MIST?!
» Posted By rach On 08.29.2011 @ 4:15 pm
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» Posted By rach On 08.17.2011 @ 2:32 am