My breath catches as it flows in and out in short pants. I can feel the tickle as the beads of sweat drip down my back, running along the curve of my spine. I have my fingers gripping the rough edges as tight as they can. Every fiber in my being wills this to be over. But alongside me is another, just as terrified as myself. She is focused; right hand right foot, left hand, left foot. Up she climbs, steady as a spring rai...

I L Y She'll know if she reads this... I L Y Because you strum my heart strings I L Y Because you taught me more about myself I L Y Because you did not let me make a fool of myself I L Y Because of your smile so warmly given I L Y Because you provide inspiration I L Y Because you provoke my imagination I L Y Because you let my fantasy blend with yours I L Y Because you cast so much ‘glitter’ in my life I L Y Because of B....

Lay your beating heart by mine Cross your fingers intertwine Search your soul for hidden sign Toss the straws and fall in line. Rest hope’s head upon your bed Have no tears left to be shed Sleep not on this path we tread Read the notions left unsaid. When you tire keep it in If you stop you won’t begin Journey to yourself within Find what’s needed to fit in. When you’re wretched, when you’re sad You’ll see men in same clo...

Dear Diary. I hate it here in boring old Wisconsin. Nobody dresses with style and creativity. They all look exactly the same: jeans and hoodies, with long straight blonde hair. They all act obnoxious, and they're all into drugs. I hate it, hate it, hate it, and think I would not make it if it wasn't for Ed. At least with Ed, I have someone to talk to. Living with my parents is okay. They're alright; especially my mom. My...

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Birds screeching, With leaves afloat Trees moving, Bees sucking the nectar, Children hanging around  And some couples enjoying the occasion,  What a pleasant view! It's so wonderful to be with the nature Where our hearts have the joy And feeling great to be born.

Christmas vacation started with unseasonably warm weather. Marcia and Naomi spent a lot of time together searching the woods. Their minds focused on vacation and forgot about school. Marcia showed Naomi where all the crickets lived. The girls followed the path in the woods to Sabrina's house. Sabrina joined them several times on the walks of discovery. One day on one of their walks, the three girls came to the cricket are...

To love is ... To accept someone for their differences, as well as their similarities; To love is ... To hold them in your heart, even when you can't hold them in your arms; To love is ... To forgive and forget and move on, instead of moving on and forgetting to forgive; To love is ... To allow different interests to compliment who you are together, instead of complicating who you are seperately; To love is ... To grow to...

Talk is cheap that is true; A lesson learned from loving you; You lead me on so subtly;You hold me close though set me free; You say you love me though I wonder why; When I see the truth within your eyes; You know the game, you play it well;It's hard to know the lies you tell;The contradiction that is you; I sit and wonder what to do; This tug of war between faith and pride; To stay with you or run and hide. 

I thought the only music in this world was my Dad's Kiss with Black Sabbath, Led Zepplin's Queen, David Bowie's Police, his slow rock music and my Mom's nostalgic love songs. I thought my Dad is the handsomest and the coolest guy on earth (He still are ... by the way ;) ) I thought my Mom is wonder woman ... I never saw her get sick in my whole life ... had a job ... being our mother and our father, all in the same person...

There are so many reasons whyI feel so blessed that you're my guy,I'd post a list just to showthe man, with time, I've come to know;Though, I'm not sure just where I'd startwith your stubborn streak or your gentle heart,But, when complete I have no doubt I'd have left something important out;A close and loyal friend alwaysuntil one cold winter day,No longer could you hold it inyou had something you had to say right then;Y...

"I'm in the pub, high on Pils,with some shades on.Tarted up,mini skirt,with my Choos on." Brilliant. My best yet. "Hear what I did there, Chloe?" "You changed the lyrics." "What of?" "23." "Excellent, Chloe. You're on trend." "Really, Steffanie? Maybe because you play it a hundred times a day." "My version's better. It's crazy like us." "Right." "Oh don't be like that, Chloe." "Sorry, bitch." She's not supposed to call me...

He touched her heart by reaching out to her showing her in his own way that he cared but now it's like she doesn't exist the tears that fall silently at night are never heard. Now as they walk away from each other neither looking back both too caught up in their own drama Too really acknowledge the others pain. Who will be the first to calm down and possibly reach out to the other. They are, were each other's rock now the...

Bright pain burns my orbs, Stabs through the gray. Salt trembles to spill. Do you not think of me? “Its not fair,” I long to screech at your back, Yet I am prostrate before, Begging your return, Trembling pink pout, and aching core.My friend gone, a husk there remains, Shade of the past that was, Future hidden in that ghost. Crying from my cellar door, Seeking in the heavens your tower gate. Barred to my entreaty it remai...

Chapter One: The After Life “Ethan it’s already seven are you going to eat breakfast?” “I’ll pick something up at the cafeteria I still have some money left over from the movies,” Ethan yelled while rushing to pack his homework into his bag. “I told you not to stay out too late with that movie,” Ethan’s mom shouted up the stairs to him. Ethan slung his bag over his shoulder then ran downstairs. “Bye mom,” Ethan shouted be...