Entries By Bethany
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heartbeat
well i think this may in fact be two words together.Hum, well, maybe i am to analytical, or just not really into heart beats right now because all i do all day is listen to them.
Posted By Bethany On 07.12.2009 @ 7:17 pm
install
install this software onto the computer please..the install didnt go as well as i thought sir..could you please try and intstall it again or i will have to fire you. OMG please dont fire me because if you do i wont be able to install anything ever again and i wont be able to feed my family for a year because i wont be able to install anything EVER AGAIN!
Posted By bethany On 02.24.2009 @ 3:59 pm
startled
Apparently I hadn’t seen it coming. The dash of panic raced for the finish line and barely won. Common sense caught up shortly after, but without much fanfare. This is what happens. Next time I’ll know better.
Posted By bethany On 11.03.2008 @ 8:26 pm
gentle
meek kind and soft something that is thought about ahead of time great care is put into being gentle can gentleness be strong? or must it be weak? the principle of gentleness is in itself a strong idea, but is gentleness strong?
Posted By bethany On 10.28.2008 @ 1:40 pm
path
The path you take in life… I wish I’d taken the path MORE traveled on. The path less traveled on is much more confusing. Interesting, but confusing. It’d be easier on the path more traveled.
This has made all the difference.
Posted By Bethany On 10.26.2008 @ 1:39 am
crown
it was resting on her bed. staring her down. shoving thoughts of glory content and fear into her mind. wondering what may lie ahead has been the most dangerous thing shes done so far. it could all be over.
Posted By Bethany On 10.14.2008 @ 8:09 am
flight
The bird took flight. It’s large wings spread to catch the breeze. I don’t know what to say, but I think that writing even if it’s just string of words is a good thing. What does it mean to be dyslexic? How does that work as a writer? How does being a writer work anyway? Why bother?
Posted By Bethany On 10.12.2008 @ 11:59 am
hill
On the hill they sat. They boy and the girl. Eyes cast toward the ground, they awkwardly mumbled pleasantries as they fought their natural instincts to kiss. She was lovely, sitting there in her pale yellow dress. And he was tall, as tall as a six foot three inch tree.
Posted By bethany On 10.04.2008 @ 9:49 am
when the grass toppled over the old abandoned rubbage seeing new beginnings was like seeing through a diamond. SLightly distorted but all right infront of you. That hill caused much a needed fuss about what was to come.
Posted By Bethany On 10.04.2008 @ 9:47 am
evidence
I dont really know what to write at all but i like this concept a lot. i think that may be evidence enough that just writing will make you write better. i dont think that makes any sense at all, but i do really like this. sort of. also its a little scary. like your mom. i hope that someday i will be
Posted By bethany On 10.02.2008 @ 10:08 am
Evidence is what someone can be convicted by. It helps to prove if someone is innocent or guilty. It is found at the crime scene. People are put away for life from evidence that was tampered with. Sometimes evidence is not always right.
Posted By Bethany On 10.01.2008 @ 5:36 pm
wildflower
I like them. They’re so hard to find these days. Everyone seems to want more asphalt, more sidewalks, more freeways. Why? Why do you take away the only pretty, tangible things we have left in this world? Progress is overrated.
Posted By Bethany On 09.13.2008 @ 12:05 pm
THe wildflowers manifest the meadow. Their roots take over the soil. THeir colored petals float off in the wind, ever so lovingly.
Posted By Bethany On 09.10.2008 @ 8:43 pm
brick
I’ve hit the wall. I can’t get any further with him. He’s addicted and nothing I say or do or pray is stopping it. There’s no talking to him, no reasoning. He breaks my heart every time he succumbs. I don’t know what to do. I will always love him but I just don’t know what to do. Help.
Posted By Bethany On 09.08.2008 @ 8:16 pm
throw
throw a ball you can use alot of force or absolutely none just dpending how far you want something to go throwing is used in sports or breakups it could also be used figuratively like throw out
Posted By bethany On 09.01.2008 @ 3:55 pm
event
A type of place you go to do something special and productive, something that makes you want to be somewhere and has the idea of needing to prepare beforehand and possibly unwind or clean up afterwards. It’s often planned for a while, though at the same time can just all of the sudden happen as a spontaneous moment, later to be defined at “the event” that you remember.
Posted By Bethany On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
cranky
I never feel too cranky but I can sense it when others are cranky. I would rather be alone than be around someone who is so cranky.
Posted By bethany On 04.05.2010 @ 10:24 am
tower
The towaer stood stark against the gray sky, sharp and erect at the edge of the forest. Christopher pulled up short in his saddle, causing his horse to stop in its tracks as he surveyed the structure. “Well,” he muttered to himself. “I guess this is it.”
Posted By Bethany On 01.04.2010 @ 8:48 pm
shift
Shift? Like shifting plates in the Earth’s crust? Shift? Like shift to find a comfortable position? Shift> Like on a keyboard to capitalize letters?
Posted By Bethany On 01.02.2010 @ 7:18 pm
cello
the cello is a musical instrument similar to the violing and viola. it is a common orchestral string insrument
Posted By bethany On 11.28.2009 @ 6:34 pm
gallop
The horse galloped into view. She didn’t know what to do, get on or walk away? It was her only chance to get away from here. The pretty chestnut mare wanted her to get on. She cantered to a stop and was almost begging her to get on.
Posted By Bethany On 11.10.2009 @ 12:49 pm
shield
for today I will lower my shield and allow love, peace and joy full reign….
Posted By Bethany On 11.04.2009 @ 8:28 am
banjo
what do you do whent he only person you know plays the banjo? my best friend said that once when she saw a man playing a banjo at the local park. but the question still remains: what DO you do? cry? laugh? tell him your deepest darkest secrets? sing with him? tell him your life story and hope he writes a sng about it?
Posted By Bethany On 11.26.2009 @ 1:00 pm
spotlight
The spotlight shines down and the world stops. Only me. I am the only one standing there in the light of the spotlight. It shines brighter than the fear that makes my body shake. Suddenly I open my mouth and the notes flow. The spotlight made my future glow.
Posted By Bethany On 11.24.2009 @ 9:46 pm
give
giving. if we all did it a little more, our world would be significantly better. the more rich there are in the world, the more poor. one mans trash is another mans treasure. if we all just took what we needed and gave the rest to people in need, all our problems would be solved.
Posted By bethany On 12.24.2009 @ 6:35 pm
wallpaper
wallpaper creeped off the walls like dust. each layer revealing another secret of the family. another story left untold.
Posted By bethany On 12.22.2009 @ 5:29 pm
my great aunt, baba, had the prettiest yellow, floral wallpaper. her house was so dainty and i’d always draw pictures of it when i was a child. i’d dream of living in her perfect house in the perfect neighborhood, in the perfect life. that is, until, her life fell apart. lovely floral house and all.
Posted By Bethany On 12.22.2009 @ 9:33 am
my great aunt, baba, had the prettiest yellow, floral wallpaper. her house was so dainty and i’d always draw pictures of it when i was a child. i’d dream of living in her perfect house in the perfect neighborhood, in the perfect life. that is, until, her life fell apart. lovely floral house and all.
Posted By Bethany On 12.22.2009 @ 9:31 am
my great aunt, baba, had the prettiest yellow, floral wallpaper. her house was so dainty and i’d always draw pictures of it when i was a child. i’d dream of living in her perfect house in the perfect neighborhood, in the perfect life. that is, until, her life fell apart. lovely floral house and all.
Posted By Bethany On 12.22.2009 @ 9:31 am
