Entries By Emma
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begin
My heart raced. The sandpapery starting block scratched my feet as I moved to position. Adrenaline ran strong through my muscles. *BLEEP!* I flew off of the block. The race had begun! The girls next to me were like swimming powerhouses, arms and hands forcing the chlorene water five feet behind them in one pull. Determination took over. Now, I really begin! I kick with all of my remaining strength in the last stretch! Bam! I slam my fist into the wall. My head snaps up to see the scoreboard: “FIRST: E. TRAVIS: TIME 25:23: 50 YARD FREESTYLE”
Posted By Emma On 09.21.2012 @ 5:45 am
claim
Pa stood on the edge of the woods looking at the flat meadow land. Pride radiated off of his face. This was HIS claim. He had bought it, built the small cabin standing on it, and had tilled the garden. This was his little piece of the world.
Posted By Emma On 09.20.2012 @ 8:17 am
blindness
Sense touch smell pity visions dreams sadness blackcat in a coal bunker mary from little house on the prarie blind school for children alientated self hate nice down to earth treated differently. Sadness longing , sticks guardogs disability relief that I can see with my eyes.
Posted By Emma On 09.15.2012 @ 4:17 pm
fried
i’m fried . I’m sick of it all. babys fried. eggs. we all are. whats next/ why is it this way? i feel so lonely and am not sure why. was i born this way? what’s next? tell me something is next? there’s gotta be more than just these fried eggs…
Posted By Emma On 09.14.2012 @ 1:48 pm
asthma
I don’t suffer from asthma and I don’t know anyone who does. It must be difficult to deal with.
Posted By Emma On 09.13.2012 @ 2:52 pm
My throat feels tight, like I can’t get enough air into my lungs. My breaths come in uneven heaves and coughs. People turn to look but no one comes to help me. I am nothing to these people, they watch as I suffer and do nothing to help.
Posted By Emma On 09.13.2012 @ 12:04 pm
dysfunctional
Jeez, could her family be any more dysfunctional? She doubted it. Her older brother was flunking his way out of college, her baby sister was whoring her way onto the cheerleading team, and her parents were sleeping in separate rooms, yet refusing to admit there was something wrong. And absolutely refusing to consider divorce, despite the fact that it would make everything better for everyone.
Posted By Emma On 09.12.2012 @ 8:27 pm
binding
A blinding light. A light so bright I can’t see anything else.
Posted By Emma On 09.11.2012 @ 4:29 am
The ropes firmly hold my arms and and legs in place. They are not real ropes, those could be easily broken with a knife. These are ropes of words and laughter binding me. Their cruel comments that keep me tied in place. Their mean words that make it impossible to move away from them; to get out of hearing range.
Posted By emma On 09.10.2012 @ 1:25 pm
headphones
The headphones were twisted into a heap of melted plastic. They sat almost at the center of the blast sight, blown off of someones head during the explosion. They sit, ignored by the police, who search for the bomber. They sit a constant reminder of the lives lost.
Posted By Emma On 09.09.2012 @ 6:49 am
flex
Flex makes me think of yoga, when i stretch my limbs out, it feels like the bad energy in me is being released. I can feel the tendons and muscles in my body expanding and relaxing.
Posted By Emma On 09.08.2012 @ 9:38 am
She wasn’t afraid. No, not afraid.. more like tense? She had prepared for this moment for far too long. It was time to sever the thread, to flex the muscle she had been working so long to build; they would invade tonight. And that was the end of that.
Posted By Emma On 09.07.2012 @ 9:43 pm
stillness
In the dark there is nothing but stillness. It creeps around me like a snake in the underbrush. I feel it but I cannot see it. The stillness itself seems to be choking me, cutting of my ability to move; making me part of the stillness itself. I and the stillness are one and the same.
Posted By Emma On 09.07.2012 @ 9:02 am
whether
whether i want it or not, i have to. i can’t look back. whether nobody knows or not i have to. this is what i want, whether i close my eyes towards it or not.
Posted By Emma On 09.06.2012 @ 9:57 am
why is it whether still i do not want to write about this word it is hard to write about it is a conjunction word debating choice of alternatives i guess
Posted By emma On 09.05.2012 @ 11:52 pm
miracle
She wanted to live. So she did. She pushed and pulled and tugged through every single of life’s problems. But in the end, she did it. “Miraculous,” they would say. And that was just it. A miracle. She was a miracle.
Posted By Emma On 09.04.2012 @ 2:45 pm
covered
they covered me in my blankets last night, while i was still wearing all my clothes, because i had had a little too much and i let spill a bunch of secrets that i should have kept covered forever.
Posted By Emma On 09.03.2012 @ 11:15 am
my friends and i always say that we got each other covered and its always true. friendship is the ability to cover the people you care about with love. i am lucky to have such people in my life
Posted By emma On 09.02.2012 @ 6:01 pm
dehydrated
dehydration is what happens when a person of animal does not consume enough water in a specific time. What happens is that the organism does not have enough fluid in their bodies to function properly.
Posted By Emma On 09.01.2012 @ 11:26 am
salvation
Jesus died on the cross for me! The revelation spread through Emma’s body like a cleansing flood. Her guilt was lifted from her shoulders, and instantly, she felt SALVATION. So this is how it feels? I LOVE it!
Posted By Emma On 08.30.2012 @ 5:19 am
magazines
When I read the word magazine I start to think about a sort of new paper. But its not really about news, its about for example about what people likes, like football.
Posted By Emma On 08.29.2012 @ 2:05 am
refuse
I don’t like to refuse to do anything, I want to try and do everything I’m asked to do or is asked of me. I want to experience all there is to experience in this life and that means not refusing to do anything.
Posted By emma On 08.27.2012 @ 11:36 pm
I tried so hard. I really did. I curled my hair, swiped on pink lipstick, squeezed into my tightest jeans. I met him at 7. He was gone by 7:30.
I told him, finally, that I loved him. He refused to believe it.
Posted By Emma On 08.27.2012 @ 12:10 pm
carbon
carbon is fun. i breathe out carbon dioxide. trees and other plants breathe carbon dioxide in. I’m so bored, this is lame. :P
Posted By Emma On 08.27.2012 @ 8:16 am
hi kitten yellow cheese blue dog panda Emma television guitar llama pink door carbon car shorts
Posted By Emma On 08.27.2012 @ 8:15 am
side
Everything has more than one side. Arguments, drawings, even things like walls.
Posted By Emma On 08.23.2012 @ 7:47 pm
half
Is the cup half full or half empty? Why does it matter? It’s just half a glass of water. Not as good as a full glass of water, but good enough all the same! We place a bit too emphasis on having loads and loads of everything in the Western world, but, in reality, having half a bowl of cereal is fine too.
Posted By Emma On 08.23.2012 @ 9:39 am
half a day went by and i still can’t think of a way to love my family. everyone hates me . that is my belief. i want to be acknowledged.
Posted By emma On 08.21.2012 @ 9:50 pm
