Entries By Allison
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ant
I stared down at the tiny creature clinging to the grass. Everything has such a small, yet significant place in life…I don’t mind ants, I really don’t, but if they’re outside sometimes I don’t bother taking them out, and instead I squash them. I’m ashamed of that. But out here…I can just watch them and forget my worries for a little.
Posted By Allison On 09.05.2011 @ 12:18 pm
pepper
It’s a faded piece of paper, and little else can be said about it, for it cannot even say anything for itself. From a distance, one would think it filled with minuscule handwriting, but the pattern across the page is actually a smattering of ink blotches. The cause is unknown: a mistake? A warning? A code? A forgotten memory?
Posted By Allison On 09.03.2011 @ 10:27 pm
salt
I scrunched up my face as I examined the additive salt. It’s quite a facinating object, containing two deadly poisons to end up making this stuff that people add regularly. Sodium (Na) plus Clorine (Cl) = table salt.
werid and cool.
Posted By Allison On 09.02.2011 @ 3:20 pm
sponge
I watched as she soaked in sunlight like a sponge does with water. Her skin glowed softly, a gentle smile on her face. I shook my head. She smiled at me. “Enough proof for you?” she asked teasingly. I nodded, dumbstruck. Her golden hair haloed out around her, making her look like an angel.
Posted By Allison On 09.01.2011 @ 3:33 pm
avenue
The street that goes down by a weird different name-Avenue. Pine Avenue, to be precise. Kathy paused and shook her head at the thought of the word. Why must English be so complicated? she wondered, browsing through her well-worn dictionary and synonym booklet.
Posted By Allison On 08.31.2011 @ 4:24 pm
chance
take a chance on me. i’m still free. chance card chance to be better, do more my dog’s name is chance i have a chance to travel the world someday chance to drive a caddie adn make lots of money chance to get out of this forrest im’ lost in chance to escape chance to raise money for an orphanage chance to date that one guy chacne to change the world
Posted By allison On 08.29.2011 @ 9:07 am
secretary
I am the secretary of Future Cities group, which means I’m supposed to write everything down. I guess I’m also the person who goes overload on researching and coming up with some cool ideas w/ my mum. Being a secretary is actually pretty fun, since I can prove my mum wrong about my handwriting. I love Future Cities.
Posted By Allison On 08.27.2011 @ 8:29 pm
silk
smooth. reminds me of my room mates dog, kouberts,ears. my nails are to long so i cant type fast. sheets of Egyptian cotton the song from uptown girls. rip Britney Murphy :( silky sheets.
Posted By allison On 08.23.2011 @ 11:47 am
sinking
I’m sinking in the whirpool of my sins, not able to get out. It’s a maelestrom i can’t undo, Charybidis made of my family, friends, and organizing. So much stuff I need to sort out, strings to cut and finish, so many things in my head I need to organize.
Organizing is the bane of me. Man, never can quite keep stuff organized.
Posted By Allison On 08.22.2011 @ 11:37 am
transport
transportation sets you free. allows u to see the world and all its beauty. watch as the street light flickers across the world. reflecting off imperfections and illuminating the beauty found in the darkness.
Posted By Allison On 08.20.2011 @ 5:21 pm
missed
I miss my old school, the old way of life…before my best friend moved away. Before my crying trend started (well, skyrocketed.) Before my father started getting rougher, and higher expectations came. Before I slacked off, before everything.
As dumbledore one said, “You shall be sorely missed.” or something like that.
Posted By Allison On 08.19.2011 @ 6:11 pm
deer
skiddish and frightened, alone and naive. we are all deer.
Posted By allison On 08.18.2011 @ 9:19 pm
it’s huge eyes blinked at me from in front of my car. “Holy shit I totally that was a monster” breathed Simon next to me. As if my neighborhood wasn’t creepy enough at night, this antlered demon decided to interrupt my already awkward date.
Posted By Allison On 08.18.2011 @ 1:39 pm
Those fragile little animals. Cute, always found as the unfortunate accidents. They’re the picture of innocence. Little fawns are the inspiration of their color, fawn brown.
Posted By Allison On 08.18.2011 @ 11:17 am
repeat
Thats one thing about driving alone on a summer night with the windows down, listening to country music on the radio. You never have a chance to repeat a song. So with the speakers bursting with magic, you only have a few unrepeatable moments to listen to the pure happiness as you drive along, wind blowing through the hair as the lights on the lake sparkle.
Posted By Allison On 08.16.2011 @ 7:07 pm
Juswt going over and over and over….you get the idea. Repeates kill me. I hate repeats, unless it’s something I’m reading. I just love repeating books. I hope that someday, I can bear these things in class.
Posted By Allison On 08.16.2011 @ 5:23 pm
thread
The smallest thread of sanity keeps me rooted to this world, in this messed up world. In my eye, there’s not really any big relief to the horrible things that happen. Even “ordinary” people have stuff they need to deal with. Is it human nature to make things even worse than it already is? My only relief is reading.
Posted By Allison On 08.15.2011 @ 12:33 pm
punishment
Something received as a result of a rule broken, or some sort of justice. Sometimes, it’s deserved, other times, it’s a oppotunity to inflict pain.
Posted By Allison On 08.14.2011 @ 4:35 pm
near
I was near my friends, yet so far. It’s frustrating. My mum won’t let me go outside until i’ve practiced 2 hours of violin and piano each. Like that’s gonna happen. I wish I could go to school so badly now…why can’t school be year round? Why is it that when summer starts, I wish for school, and yet i look forward to it so much?
Posted By Allison On 08.13.2011 @ 5:26 pm
answers
the stuff that completes the questions, what us humans are always searching for. the answers of life, of success, of love, of friendship. all kidns of stuff. answers to hypothesis, to scienctific discoveries, to any sort of question. it’s also the phrase that comes in answer to any phrase asked or sentence in books, as an alternative to “said”.
Posted By Allison On 08.11.2011 @ 12:41 pm
elastic
The bands that keep my too-long hair up. I hate having long hair…but some people are wishing for a small bit of it, so I grow it out, cut it, donate it for wigs. It’s definitely worth it….just sometimes hair get so annoying. One of the reason I wish I was a boy is cuz they don’t grow really long hair. My brother gets haircuts when it reaches his neck…I get haircuts when it reaches my waist.
Posted By Allison On 08.10.2011 @ 4:43 pm
driving
Three more years. Three more years before I’m able to get my driver’s liscence, three more years before i can stop relying on my mother to drive me around everywhere. I just can’t wait…but getting a driver’s permit is awesome too. Driving doesn’t seem too complicated…but then again I haven’t learned everything about it. And if it wasn’t complicated, there wouldn’t be so many accidents.
Posted By Allison On 08.09.2011 @ 1:50 pm
canvas
I want to paint wiht a canvas and use paintbrushes and drw a beautiful sunset! c dfgdejhvtdrfcthsvrfhdsyf dcnhgnhm6tbcwer78v twerwkxcgrjrh ef6chkt nrv54ju6798v gtfb cnmgvhjtguytr7 im done! stop! i dontl like this! uggghhh !!!! aAAAH! pooop pooop poop
Posted By Allison On 08.08.2011 @ 9:27 am
My life is a canvas, marked in paint by the people who shape me. Unaware artists, not knowing that it is they who shape what I am. They splash colors over me, blotches and squiggles that would make sense to no one but those who took a step back and were willing to take in all of me. I will not make sense to most but I will also be more valuable to those who step back and grasp me then Da Vinci’s Mona Lisa.
Posted By Allison On 08.07.2011 @ 12:21 pm
lock
Something that goes with the key to keep something safe. Or to keep something in or out.
A word some dread, some fear. A word others think of as a safety net for possesions.
Another strong four letter word.
Posted By Allison On 08.05.2011 @ 1:10 pm
level
The level, what your mastery is. You rank, you amount of acheivement, the meter that show how much you’ve gone up. Leveling up in video games is dumb. All you think about is just trying to get onto the next part…this is what makes games so addictive. So not good for me.
Posted By Allison On 08.03.2011 @ 11:32 am
boiling
hot. its like a game. ya know, you’re getting hotter or colder but when you get really close it turns into boiling. I live in colorado so our boiling temperature is different, higher i believe, then anywhere else, it makes it a little harder to make pasta. but salt tends to fix that problem and make it boil faster
Posted By allison On 08.02.2011 @ 9:59 pm
Her ears had turned red, she knew it. Oh, her skin was on fire. Anger coursed through her blood, like flames licking the sides of a test tube. The spilled chemicals on the ground dissolved into the air, lost forever. As she held her breath, she gently slipped from consciousness, ruing the day she decided to use knockout gas in her basement laboratory.
Posted By Allison On 08.02.2011 @ 6:37 pm
the water was hot., boiling actually. sarah watched as it bubbled and almost over flowed the pot on the stove. How easy it would be, she thought. how easy to take the pot in her hands, to dump out the scalding water. but on what? on herself, no, she already had tried that before. And it didn’t help
Posted By Allison On 08.02.2011 @ 11:15 am
