About littlemunchkin

Biography

Hello people of storiesspace ☺ I am quite new here, but not new at writing and submitting stories. I came from another site, was introduced to this site by some dear friends of mine.

I thought, why not try this site as well? Might be fun.

So, in the near, or far future, I will be writing my own stories and sharing them on here too
I like to make friends with writers, and my readers...

I will probably be updating this when I am more... oriented with this site...
as for now, I have nothing else to say 😞

Name:
Silly Jenny
Sex:
Female 
Age:
23
Sign:
Cancer
Relationship Status:
Single
Location:
California, United States
Local Time:
21 May 2019 01:33
Website:

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Date Joined:
17 Feb 2015
Last Visit:
28 Feb 2018
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Friends:
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Forum Posts:
3
Stories:
17
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Topic: When I was a kid, I thought . . . .
Posted: 11 Apr 2015 08:24

When I was a kid, I thought the moon followed our car everywhere we went... lol <img src="/images/emoticons/mblah05.gif" alt="blah5">

Me too, haha.

When I was a kid, I thought "we" would be friends forever. No boring details, but we'll say I learned how wrong I was far too early and crashed and burned in my junior high years because of it.

Oh my gosh. I thought that too! I learned that not everyone who says they're your friends will stay for very long. I learned to just go along with it until they left. Lesson learned! Haha

Topic: When I was a kid, I thought . . . .
Posted: 09 Apr 2015 14:59

When I was a kid, I thought the moon followed our car everywhere we went... lol <img src="/images/emoticons/mblah05.gif" alt="blah5">

Topic: Use One Word to Describe How You're Feeling
Posted: 09 Apr 2015 14:57

Confused

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Stories Published By littlemunchkin All Stories »

Reset Button

If there was a reset button In this life, Where we get to Restart each time we feel We have failed, Or gotten hurt And wanted to forget, Would we use it? Would we really want to Forget what made us Human? Forget what made Us who we are, Despite the tremendous Pain we may feel? But what if we pressed reset, And yet, Continued to make The same mistakes Over...

Added 22 May 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 441 | 3 Comments

Selfish Thoughts

So many losses, Young and old. Tears and regrets Of words unsaid. ‘They died too young’ Or, ‘They lived a good life’ So many things to say, Legacies left behind. Memories, laughter. The one who passed, Definitely is remembered. So, why then, Do I think of myself? How will I be remembered? What will others say of me? Have I left a legacy? Something that will make ...

Added 24 Apr 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 360 | 5 Comments

I am angry

I am angry 'Cause I was sure. I knew what I wanted Despite my fear of attachments. I am angry 'Cause I got hurt. You up and left, Threw me away for another. I am angry 'Cause I'm confused. You said things, like you love me, Yet you never bothered to get to know me. I am angry 'Cause I feel led on. You made me feel special, But also made me feel like no one. I...

Added 19 Dec 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 445 | 3 Comments

The dark place

I can hear them trying to coax me to go back. I can feel the dark shadows' fingers reaching, trying to grab me, to pull me back into the dark pit. They're angry, because they had pulled me into the dark pit and tied me down with the slimy vines and the pokey tree trunks to make sure I wouldn't be able to escape, but I did. I got away. I freed myself, then ran as far as I could towards...

Added 16 Dec 2015 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 462 | 2 Comments

Childhood vs Adulthood

How in the world did we get here? One moment we were kids with small problems that we deemed the biggest problems in the world, like not wanting to have a bedtime because we were "too old" for that crap. Or, not being able to get that brand new toy that every kid seems to already have meanwhile you're there stuck with old, outdated toys. Those were the small problems that we used to deem...

Added 04 Nov 2015 | Category Musings | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 411 | 3 Comments

The game kids play

Maybe it's a game. You know, the kind of game little kids play all the time. You have a toy that you loved but got over it, so you move on to another toy. And the toy from before no longer has a meaning. It's out of your mind until you see someone else pick it up. Then you want it again, so you go up to that person and start to fight them for your old toy because now you realize that it's...

Added 03 Nov 2015 | Category Musings | Votes 5 | Avg Score 4.8 | Views 381 | 5 Comments

My demons

They're back. The screamless faces. The silence, their tears of pain and the emptiness of their eyes are the loudest, noiseless sound I have ever heard.  Unexplained heartbreaks. I never did understand. They came again for a visit, to keep me company, they said. To see me once more. It's been much too long.  My demons, my unwelcomed friends are here to give me this unwelcomed reunion. ...

Added 29 Oct 2015 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 495 | 3 Comments

The Four Seasons

I hate summer, Because of the Hot weather. But I love it so, For the outdoor fun. The hiking, The swimming, And especially, The camping. I love the tank tops, Shorts and sandals. The sun dresses That makes me feel So pretty. I love the big sun hats, And oversized sunglasses. How cold, hand squeezed Lemonade tastes Like sweet heaven Under the hot, Scorching sun. I love...

Added 17 Sep 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 481 | 4 Comments

Lost

How do I live When this is over? How do I cope With this overwhelming Feeling of loss In my chest That makes it So darn hard to breathe? How would I Be able to define My own existence if Everything I had Known to be true, Suddenly stopped, Disappeared, And no longer ceased To exist? How do I live in A world that No longer included Yours, When for so long,...

Added 15 Sep 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 493 | 5 Comments

Voices

The voices are Loud, Angry, Sad, Hurt. They're mostly quiet during The day, When the sun is out, And everyone is around. They pretend to disappear, To be her friends And tell her To be a reasonable human being, With patience and understanding. But when night approaches, The voices turn Into monsters with eyes That glow red, Razor sharp teeth, And nails...

Added 09 Sep 2015 | Category Poetry | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 493 | 3 Comments

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