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“Oof!” a pain shot through John’s bad shoulder, and he was sent crashing to the floor, flat on his face. His walking stick clattered to the floor in front of him. At first, he didn’t think the person who’d knocked him over was going to help him up, but he was mistaken. “Forgive me… I didn’t see you, I was quite consumed in my thoughts.” came a smooth baritone voice, as a strong, but slender hand helped him up. “Did I hit your bad shoulder? I’m Sherlock, by the way…” “John… And how did you know?” The mysterious Sherlock simply handed John his walking stick, and left, leaving John with only a wink, before he disappeared into the crowd.

Posted By Arianna On 05.15.2013 @ 1:30 pm

Her beautiful body rolled over the daisies. Winged eyelashes framing her eyes that matched the overgrown grass darting left to right like a cat stalking its prey.

She turned and looked at me smiling her crazed smile and began laughing but why I was unsure.

Posted By Arianna On 03.22.2013 @ 3:50 am

She grasped his hand as they ran from everything that would have killed them.

Posted By Arianna On 02.19.2013 @ 11:46 pm

one day i was a visitor. I felt out of place but people welcomed me and made me feel comfortable. I love to visit other countries and experience cultures. experiencing food, people , life is amazing.

Posted By arianna On 01.28.2013 @ 7:56 pm

I remember having a choice between many things in my life at one point. Like right now, I have a choice between my loving boyfriend, barely taller than I am, and cute and considerate. Or I could choose my math tutor who is gorgeous and tall and everything that my current boyfriend is as well. I just love my boyfriend so much so I don’t know what to do.

Posted By Arianna On 10.04.2012 @ 10:30 am

Oh don’t be a little girl, Don’t be stuck in a position that you don’t need to be in. Don’t you dare feel those feelings, and don’t you dare turn back. Don’t dwell on the past that you cannot change. Do move on.

Posted By Arianna On 06.23.2012 @ 7:11 pm

“SHERLOCK!” John called. “WE’RE GOING TO MISS THE PLANE!” “Calm down, John.” Sherlock said, walking casually out of his room with a small suitcase. “We still have a minute until we have to leave to get there on time.” “Still… I didn’t think you’d take so long.” “I was packing.” “You hadn’t packed!?” “I’d packed half of it, but essentials had to go in last.” “Alright, alright, let’s go then.” They hurried down the stairs. “Have fun boys!” called Mrs Hudson. Sherlock rolled his eyes. It would only be fun for John. There wasn’t a single case on this desert island THING Mycroft was sending them to… But then, who needed a case anyway? Sherlock had other plans…

Posted By Arianna On 06.23.2012 @ 4:12 am

PIctures have frames, frames are cool, im not sure what im supposed to be doing, but this kind of remind me of those pictures with the fake families i them, They are all posed and stuff, its kinda cool, i wonder if they are actual families in the pictures.

Posted By Arianna On 06.18.2012 @ 10:49 am

Sherlock’s hand was shaking. His hand never shook. He gulped. He never gulped. There was a simple reason for his unnatural behaviour. Moriarty sat in his living room, with John tied up and gagged in the chair next to him. “Hurry up and pour the tea now, Sherlock, or someone might get hurt.” Moriarty sang, smiling as he poked John’s face with his gun. John had tears streaming from his eyes and he stared at Sherlock, pleading for him to have a plan… Sherlock didn’t have one. Moriarty had finally found his weak spot. His mind had ground to a halt, and all he could do was to follow his instructions to keep John alive…

Posted By Arianna On 06.17.2012 @ 4:26 am

He looked rediculous. John tried to stifle a chuckle as Sherlock struggled. “John!” he cried. “-elp!” He stifled another chuckle as he tugged at Sherlock’s sleeve violently. Suddenly, Sherlock tumbled onto the floor, strangely gracefully, despite his pout. Yet John still couldn’t ignore the fact that he was covered, head to toe, in straw.

Posted By Arianna On 06.14.2012 @ 9:43 am

It was brief. Quick. Simple. Clean. And yet so very, very complex and confusing. They sat apart for a while. Their eyes met, but dropped to the floor almost immediately. Sherlock’s emotions were running wild. Emotions? John was stunned. He couldn’t move. It had been as he had left for work earlier. All Sherlock had done was bent down and kissed him on the cheek. This didn’t strike either of them as odd until John was halfway to work in a taxi, at which point their faces both became the image of confusion, then shock, then embarrassment, and finally horror. When John had got home, neither had said anything. John made tea, and sat in his chair, and Sherlock sat in his chair, where he had been for most of the day… It was a full three days before either of them said a word to the other again.

Posted By Arianna On 06.12.2012 @ 2:16 pm

SCREECH Oh great. He’s in a bad mood. WHY!? It’s quarter past four… I was sleeping… I get up from the bed and trudge to the living room. “What happened?” I ask him. “Why are you making such a racket?” “Ugh, my dear brother decided to screw up the case I was working on.” he said. I took the violin from his hands and placed it gently on his chair, before wrapping my arms around him from behind. “Why does he insist on ruining my life, John?” he asked. “I don’t think he means to… Besides, he hasn’t driven me away.” I smiled at him, and he couldn’t help smiling back. “True.” he admitted, kissing me on the forehead. “How about some tea?” I asked. “Okay…” he said, and I went to the kitchen. I heard him slump onto the sofa. Just a normal Saturday morning. The sun began to rise.

Posted By Arianna On 06.10.2012 @ 2:27 pm

We sat. That’s all we did. We sat. Sherlock was wearing that usual expression of boredom, and I was cold. Very cold. We’d been talking. Just talking. Then it had become awkward. Well, it had for me. I didn’t know if it had for him. One thing had changed everything. One little sentence that he had said. Three words that should never have come out of his mouth.

“I love you.”

Posted By Arianna On 06.09.2012 @ 9:44 am

my memory left a residue on my heart and no matter what i can not clean it off. and as time passes it gradually grows thicker and thicker weighing me down. i feel like im drowning gasping for air. is there a cure. a way to make it go away. cause my happiness is dissapearing.

Posted By arianna On 03.23.2012 @ 2:22 pm

Sweat is really gross, although it helps us to be cool. It smells really bad and it is ugly when you see it on people. However i love sweat pants.

Posted By Arianna On 03.04.2012 @ 3:25 am

Epic is a word used to describe all aspects of life, from failure to success. Why should we? Who are we to classify the worth of someone’s life, or the actions they choose to take? Who are we to determine what is “epic” or not.

Posted By arianna On 02.02.2012 @ 7:40 pm

a glimmer of hope,wonder, or belief. a fleeting moment where you feel that a possibility is truly infinate. a small moment where maybe, just maybe, your you can see dreams can come true

Posted By arianna On 01.01.2012 @ 4:42 pm

a covering, a protector. its goes on the books i buy and i always loose it and it kind of stinks. a sleeve covers my arms and protects them from stuff, i guess, this is random zsgagayysrthwrtegrsd

Posted By arianna On 12.15.2011 @ 5:05 pm

what is a temple, really? a place of worship? a house of god? a spot on your brain that when pressed hard enough can kill you? this word has so many meanings. a temple can be a place where one goes to meditate or realx

Posted By arianna On 12.14.2011 @ 5:29 pm

I just had an epiphany and I now know that the earth is not round, but a cylindrical tube that contains all the energy of the earth plummeting into an abyss that no one will ever find nor reach. Epiphany is realizing something that you never knew.

Posted By Arianna On 11.01.2011 @ 6:20 pm

passionate is believing what you say in and knowing that what you do, you do for yourself. you have to be proud and happy of what you do, it’s emotions in words. that’s passionate.

Posted By Arianna On 11.01.2011 @ 7:43 am

pouch reminds me of little kids and now thati think abuot it i dont even know is thats the word that i know. puch? is puch a type of gesture? or puch, where one would put things to hold, like at the side of binders, they have puches right? mm now i’m trully confuse.

Posted By arianna On 09.16.2011 @ 2:44 pm

I logged onto my clubpenguin.com account with exhilaration. It had been such a long time since I had felt this much like a kid! The stress had been building up lately, building up unbearably high. How else was I supposed to cope? I needed to return to the most stress-free, easygoing, time of my life–this was the answer.

Posted By Arianna On 09.14.2011 @ 5:12 pm

I spotted an ant this morning on my toast. Then as I slowly looked around I saw one on my teachest. I wondered to myself where these little fellows had come from. I then turned around to see what I could use to get rid of the ants. To my great surprise I

Posted By Arianna On 09.06.2011 @ 1:09 am

life is a canvas. it is blank until you make your marks on it, you can never erase the simple strokes and mistakes, but make the happy ones stick out in the brightest colors. life is what you make it. a painting of all sorts of parts of your life.

Posted By Arianna On 08.07.2011 @ 9:29 pm

Muse, normally about someone you love, that you are crazy about. Mine? Well he’s about 8 hours away from me and soon to be further, what am I to do? I can’t do anything because we aren’t together. He says he talks about me like we are a unit or a team. How do I take that? How am I supposed to feel?

Posted By Arianna On 07.29.2011 @ 8:49 pm

thunder and lightening. a pair. they go together always, never separate. beautiful to say the least. the eruption of sound after a magnificent shot of light through the air, how unbelievable is God. amazing creation.

Posted By Arianna On 07.26.2011 @ 9:15 pm

i’ll go and buy something that makes me really happy because i need to feel like i look okay to make people happy. i don’t know why, but i always have the urge to please people because that is the only way i know in this life that I matter. that sounds so stupid, but i need to feel loved and appreciated at all times otherwise i feel useless. and i don’t know what to do after that. i’ll leave in less than two days to go and visit my first colleges, how crazy is that? it seems like just yesterday i was sitting here hoping and wishing and dreaming i could just drive and now in less than a year i am going off to college. what am i going to do with my life? the biggest fear i have is not going anywhere or having a purpose in my life.

Posted By Arianna On 07.25.2011 @ 9:54 am

Would I ever become a mole person? How can you live without civilization, without human interaction? You must really hate people to become one. Life without sunlight, or nature. I would not be able to stand it. My life, as a mole, would surely end badly.

Posted By arianna On 05.18.2011 @ 7:21 pm

We are always tempted to have the things we shouldn’t. As it wouldn’t be tempting if we could have it. We are tempted because it’s something that is wrong, that we shouldn’t be given, that we shouldn’t take. Why are we tempted? Because we aren’t allowed.

Posted By Arianna On 05.17.2011 @ 4:32 pm