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I picked the controller up off of the bed and started flipping through the channels. There wasn’t that many choices because it seemed that I kept going back to the same shows. There was one that was really funny. It was something that had to do with this remote that a man had and he could control everything that was around him. It was pretty awesome.

Posted By Bethany On 02.06.2011 @ 7:08 am

A wrench in time saves nine. Maybe it’s better to have your heart wrenched out before you really commit. Maybe it saved from waking up one morning to an empty heart, empty bed, and a ringless finger that once held the promise of a lifetime.

Posted By Bethany On 02.03.2011 @ 11:47 pm

this summer was the best summer of my life. it should’ve been the worst since my uncle went to jail, but it was by far the best. i met the best people, went to the best parties and had the time of my life. i met a bunch of new friends who all helped me get through the tough times of the summer. and it all started with the wiz.

Posted By bethany On 01.14.2011 @ 7:38 am

when i wake up i sometimes just want to roll over and go back to sleep and not worry about any of the responsibilities of that day. i just want to sleep and sleep and sleep and pretend that the day will be fine without me, that no one will miss me, that it’s ok to be alone.

Posted By Bethany On 01.12.2011 @ 6:58 pm

Cars traveling down the highway at top speed and they are all going different places yet together at the same time almost like a song in a 32 instrument orchestra.

Posted By Bethany On 01.02.2011 @ 9:07 am

side by side. touching, the objects stay together. Stick it to me, I think this is like give it to me straight. honest and straightforward.. I’m getting sidetracked….. to stick. self explanatory really.

Posted By bethany On 12.16.2010 @ 2:32 pm

i am a believer in love above all things. if you can love something, anything is possible. you can forgive the unforgivable. you can have hope when all hope seems to be lost. you can see when all others are blinded. i believe that anything is possible with love.

Posted By Bethany On 12.09.2010 @ 5:42 pm

oh, how cute. look at you over there, just wiggling your little nosey wosey. i want to take you home. but i don’t want to eat you. just cuddle you. and pet you. because you’re cute as a button.

Posted By bethany On 12.02.2010 @ 7:09 pm

I am transported to a land of freedom and love. A freedom and love that are not won cheaply. Truly, they are won with great hardship and pain. That is what makes it so perfect.

Posted By Bethany On 12.01.2010 @ 1:23 pm

spike is the sharpness of how deep our love is for each other its about being broken apart but always being there for one another (: and the memories that will always last, and will keep on going. live life to the fullest. (: forever and always.

Posted By Bethany On 12.01.2010 @ 10:34 am

The door is closed and it won’t open. I can’t seem to find the key. Everything seems like it’s pouring down like the rain on my head. The door is still closed. The key is here somewhere, I know. Where can I find it?

Posted By Bethany On 11.27.2010 @ 1:23 pm

She understood it when it happened, but that didn’t mean she enjoyed it. It wasn’t as she planned, a life with no love, no children, no family, but she understood. She knew that understanding was the key to living, and that in order to be happy, she would have to accept this fate. She understood, and she would continue on the path she was given.

Posted By Bethany On 11.25.2010 @ 2:05 pm

there’s people around, the smell of fish permeating the air and a small child cying in the distance. Where is this child? Why is she crying? What can be done to fix her woes? Suddenly I trip over the fruit stall trying to get to her and the vendor yells at me.

Posted By Bethany On 11.13.2010 @ 7:21 pm

I have always found it funny, but more tragic than funny, how certain girls get excited when they get their period. I would assume I was eating poorly or exercising too much if I missed my period. About 3 weeks ago, my little sister, our friend and I were staying at my oldest sister’s house. The friend (let’s call her L) and I slept in the basement on an air mattress while my sisters occupied the rooms upstairs. L and I had one of our heart to hearts that night, where she told me how worried she was because her period was 8 days late. I took me a second to realize why she even cared…

Posted By Bethany On 10.28.2010 @ 4:15 pm

The octopus pressed against the glass of the aquarium, showing it’s suction cup covered tentacles to the admiring crowd. One little girl in particular was enthralled at his show. She pressed as close to the glass as the crowd would allow.

Posted By Bethany On 10.18.2010 @ 6:21 pm

The sunlight is hidden from view today. Usually the delicious beans of sunny goodness help color the world in bright tones from the entire color spectrum but today the wold is just painted gray. I love the sunlight.

Posted By Bethany On 10.10.2010 @ 11:06 pm

the tallest tree in the biggest forrest is the only tree that you can see when you are standing near it. Sometimes problems in your life look like that tree but really you have to climb to the top to see the forrest!

Posted By Bethany On 10.07.2010 @ 3:13 am

The smiles used to be real I used to be happy I used to sing in the morning I used to love to talk to you I used to have friends I used to have scarless skin I used to like myself Maybe I used to be pretty. But I’ve been used. And now nothing is as good.

Posted By Bethany On 10.02.2010 @ 1:56 pm

She was upstairs when the storm it. The first bolt of lightening was brilliant enough to light the entire room. It was followed by a thunder quake that shook Al’s computer, and she was downstairs before she knew she’s moved. “Mom?”

Posted By Bethany On 09.11.2010 @ 7:57 pm

I thought everything was fine But I knew I knew that it couldn’t last I knew that it wasn’t possible. And now As everything starts to Tilt And fall apart And everything inside me Crumbles And disintegrates And fades into Silver and red. Silver and red. Silver and red…

Posted By Bethany On 09.08.2010 @ 6:31 pm

She tilted her head to examine the p[aper before her. The lettering was old and faded, and the paper yellowed with age. She could barely make out the words that blotted the page, yet she knew what they said.

Posted By Bethany On 09.08.2010 @ 2:07 pm

They were discussing the matter with no more dignity and grace than was to be expected from such a group. Greg watched from the sidelines, amused and slightly disgusted at the way they slandered the name of one of his old friends, yet helpless to stop it.

Posted By Bethany On 09.04.2010 @ 10:25 am

The trees swayed in the stormy winds, warning Kaitlyn of the hurricane that was on its way. She looked at the sky in the distance, saw the dark clouds gathering there, and felt her heart give a pang of alarm. She had to find Devon, and she had to find him now.

Posted By Bethany On 09.01.2010 @ 9:44 am

leaves falling off trees int he fall. red, orange, yellow, turn to brown when they are on the ground. walking through leaves, crunching, fall is a beautiful season. sounds of wind in the background of life.

Posted By Bethany On 08.23.2010 @ 9:52 pm

Eternity. Is that all that we have to look forward to? Or to fear? Is it true that there are no true consequences in this life? That they await us on “The other side”? If so, Then why does it hurt? If so, Then why do we try? If so, Why is it so hard? I suppose I will be eternally punished For what I have done to you. But I deserve it.

Posted By Bethany On 08.16.2010 @ 6:41 pm

The maid was suspiciously slow about cleaning the rooms today, Clarissa noted this fact with some satisfaction as she watched the young lady dust the mantle. Jerry didn’t believe there was anything wrong, but he would soon see: Something was up.

Posted By Bethany On 07.27.2010 @ 8:24 pm

She was driven by a force she didn’t understand, compelled to fight for what she knew to be true, yet uncertain as to why it was so important. The people she was trying to convince didn’t care what she had to say, and yet she needed to say it. She needed to reassure herself that she truly believed it, enough to fight for it.

Posted By Bethany On 07.22.2010 @ 8:13 pm

The element of surprise was crucial to Joan’s mission. she watched her prey, slinking behind him in the shadows until he looked over his shoulder. now that she had him paranoid, she would pounce. Out of the shadows she came, letting out a yell to rival an Indian brave.

Posted By Bethany On 07.16.2010 @ 12:46 pm

The leash was getting shorter. James could feel it, strangling him with every inch he dared to tug at it. He glared back at Alicia, trying to show her that he wanted to go to the video game store, but she wouldn’t get the hint

Posted By Bethany On 07.15.2010 @ 8:59 pm

Secure is a Beethoven sonata on a rainy morning, 68 degrees outside, lilac trees in full bloom. Secure is the quiet contentment found in a cup of hot GunPowder tea.

Posted By Bethany On 07.12.2010 @ 9:03 am