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Don’t think, he thought, don’t think, or you’ll be too scared to move.
Somewhere behind him he could hear water rushing through what might have been a drain, and the sound made the whole situation more realistic. He stared ahead in the darkness, his breathing shallow and oh-so-loud in his ears, trying to see the person that he knew was there but couldn’t see.Posted By Andora On 01.16.2011 @ 12:14 pm
Blotches of purple on his arms and a cigarette in his mouth (it’s unlit). Smoke everywhere, it’s getting in my eyes and I can’t see anything but spots of colors; like the purple blotches on his arms, which he got fighting for the honor of someone he once knew. He’s kind, but not really bright.Posted By Andora On 01.12.2011 @ 9:14 am
His ragged breathing in my ear, I gasp great sobs and he laughs. I take his shoulders, push him off me, lay him on his side. His laughter has turned to vague gurgling now, but his smile is still as brilliant.
“To die laughing -” he rasps, “… to die in the arms of someone I love… isn’t that the best I could hope for?”Posted By Andora On 01.11.2011 @ 9:14 am
I stepped into the dark room, and the floors creaked ominously as dust rose up with each of my footsteps.. I wondered if the half-rotten planks would suddenly stop supporting my weight, and send me crashing a floor below into the hall’s marble floor. I found out that I didn’t quite care.Posted By Andora On 01.09.2011 @ 2:01 pm
She was laughing and laughing and I felt something in my chest flutter as if trying to break free. For such a long time I’d been trying to get to her, to have her – and now I did…
That’s when I noticed the huge steak knife she was holding in her left hand.
“Hey, what are you doing with tha-”Posted By Andora On 01.02.2011 @ 10:19 pm
“I’ll stick with you to the end,” you told me – that was a while ago. “Like glue,” you said.
And now of course you’re going back on your word. It’s kinda like you’re forgetting your promise, only you haven’t really; you’re cancelling it, in a way.
A whisper, then you’re gone.Posted By Andora On 12.16.2010 @ 1:26 pm
The sheets were stained with something red, Jonathan noted absently. So were the walls, the curtains, the floor. But he didn’t see any of it clearly: the only thing he truly was aware of was Sarah, beckoning to him, her blood-painted lips twisted in a painful smile…Posted By Andora On 12.15.2010 @ 6:09 am
She checked the “F” box when they asked for her gender, and wrote out “67″ when they asked for her age. The next question on the survey was “belief”. She skimmed over the list – Christianity, Islam, Judaism – and checked the box marked “Other”. In the space provided next to it, she wrote out “Truth”.Posted By Andora On 12.09.2010 @ 1:57 pm
The bunny hopped and hopped and this is a really boring subject to write about – what on earth am I doing. If I was my friend Liz the first thing I would’ve thought about when I read “bunny” would have nothing to do with the animal and everything to do with the Playboy models.Posted By Andora On 12.02.2010 @ 10:18 pm