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What the heck is this? Is it like a jet stream? That reminds me of wars and looking up into the sky as a child seeing your first airplane and wondering what is that. It also reminds me of Johnny got his gun, the book. He saw a jet stream and loved them, but then it killed him later.

Posted By Georgia On 05.17.2013 @ 3:42 pm

Flour is used to make bread. Bread is AWESOME. I mean, it’s used in sandwiches, which we have pretty much every day, so flour is really under-rated. Maybe because it sounds like “flower”, which is more interesting, to be honest. I wonder how flour was invented? Oops, I accidentally finely ground this stuff…

Posted By Georgia On 04.07.2013 @ 6:10 am

The case was closed, but there was sill something missin gin the case. I just didnt understand how Eliie couldve gotten off the train so fast. Nobody realized how she couldve. But she did. She admitted. Unless….she was lying, to cover up someone. I pondered the thought for a moment, then quickly discareded it. The case was closed, but I couldnt help but think, if she was innocent, we still have a mad man running around on a killing spree.

Posted By Georgia On 02.03.2013 @ 10:09 am

I didn’t know whether this was real or my imagination. All lot of things are in my imagination, I make a lot of things up. And who could blame me? The real world is dull.

Posted By Georgia On 01.22.2013 @ 11:13 pm

The fact she applied herself to this task was mind boggling. It was extremely difficult to bury the dead of your group after an attack, but who else was going to do it? Everyone else was either hiding somewhere or too broken up to clean up after the zombies. As she dug graves she thought about the disease. What is it? How did it come to be? She paused to wipe the sweat off her forehead. It was getting close to the middle of the day and it was getting hot.not a good time to be physical excersion. She looked around at her soundings. Jack was sitting on a tree trunk by the river, carving a stick. Sally was watching him, her eyes never leaving him. Cate felt sorry for her. She wished she could have the guts to talk to him without stuttering and going red.

Posted By Georgia On 01.20.2013 @ 7:48 pm

I don’t know what they mean by shows. Is it Tv? Right now I am hooked on grey’s anatomy. it is really good. My friend intrduced it to me, and I feel amrter knowing alll the medical talk. I also like to talk about it to my friends,

Posted By georgia On 12.27.2012 @ 3:18 pm

there’s a place here and now where i hid myself, burrowing away under the duvet, and i chose to focus on the past. the future is uncertain, and the present a constant worry, but in that past, like a shell, i could hear into the changing tides of my life and smell the sea-salt of who and what i once was.

Posted By Georgia On 12.27.2012 @ 2:53 am

there is nothing that could satiate the thirst of the young girl lusting for another life, of anything but this, of a promise bigger than anything she could ever hold in the scapes of her own mind. she wishes for a viewpoint from which to gaze upon the galaxy, from which to say “i did that and more, i held the world in my hands and blew those fragile meteoric flames into a life”

Posted By Georgia On 12.20.2012 @ 10:47 am

i was five once and when i was i saw something that stopped my heart and built it again, that thing that rebuilt faith in humanity: firemen, firemen, darting through streets to save strangers to whom they owed nothing but preservation

Posted By Georgia On 12.17.2012 @ 1:25 pm

I found an object and it was round and fluffy, it had a box that covered it and it also was bouncy and fun to play with, it was very exciting and interesting to okay with. It was blue and big, and it was very cool.

Posted By Georgia On 12.02.2012 @ 3:29 pm

Society is something that we are all a part of. A society can be something simple like an indian tribe, or it can be complex like America. Societies have problems because they are made of people and people make mistakes. Sometimes a society can hold people together and sometimes it tears them apart.

Posted By Georgia On 02.12.2013 @ 4:36 pm

Society is something that we are all a part of. A society can be something simple like an indian tribe, or it can be complex like America. Societies have problems because they are made of people and people make mistakes.

Posted By Georgia On 02.12.2013 @ 4:35 pm

sometimes she thinks she needs help, because the scars on her wrists shouldn’t be there, and the thoughts she thinks shouldn’t be in her head.

Posted By georgia On 09.26.2012 @ 4:50 pm

The twin towers stood beautifully in New York, Until the terrorist attack on 9-11. Rest in Peace guys

Posted By Georgia On 09.11.2012 @ 8:04 pm

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Posted By Georgia On 09.08.2012 @ 4:53 am

parched empty hungover, like a prune, shrivelled and weak from lack of liquid. bags under my eyes and a deathly pallor. too many late nights and gin and red wine.

Posted By Georgia On 08.31.2012 @ 4:49 pm

the chain hung from her hand the sun reflected on the glistening silver. the heart shaped chain felt cold in her touch but warmer then her past lovers. she felt brave holding it as though she were breathing in confidence and holding it in her heart.

Posted By georgia On 08.25.2012 @ 6:49 pm

There was half an hour until my biggest exam of the year. I looked nervously down at my shoes and pilled into the gym with the rest of the students. My friend smiled at me from across the hall, trying to be reassuring i’m sure. I looked down at the faded blue exam on my table; my stomach started to churn.

Posted By Georgia On 08.22.2012 @ 4:30 am

The birthday atmosphere hung in the air. Children smiled and laughed, balloons floated around in the breeze. Emily, a young girl of four, cluctched at her mothers arm as they walked through gate. The birthday party was in full swing. emily’s breath caught in her throat as she thought about being left here without her mother. She looked up at her mum with big brown teary eyes, begging her to go and take emily with her. Janice smiled down at her pride and joy and bent down on one knee. She looked Emily straight in the eye and said, “Sweetheart, we wont stay for long. Just long enough to say hi to Amy and Leanne, Okay? Then we will go and get ice-cream.” She leaned in and kissed her daughters forhead, pushing a strand of soft brown hair behind her ear. Emliy smiled greatfully and nodded. Hand in hand they walked down the path to an expectant crowd of guests; together, always.

Posted By Georgia On 08.20.2012 @ 5:20 am

Reminds me of zones which you can enter and trespass when you’re driving around London. Something which I can’t do or haven’t learnt yet because well I’m underage and stuff…. I would like to drive. When I’m older of course; I don’t know the specific driving license thing age… I think it’s 16 or something. Probs 16. Yup it’s defo 16. 16666

Posted By Georgia On 08.16.2012 @ 7:13 am

cars, life, tv, slow, tired, in, movement, body,

Posted By Georgia On 07.02.2012 @ 6:26 am

When you pour a liquid into another glass, some of the little particles stay behind, I wonder how many times you’d have to pour before the glasses all appeared to be empty ?

Posted By Georgia On 06.16.2012 @ 11:55 am

brief has 2 vowels starts withs b ends with f

Posted By georgia On 06.12.2012 @ 4:36 pm

brief is short peied of time

Posted By georgia On 06.12.2012 @ 4:22 pm

I love that people transform. Transformation can be the cure the world needs so desperately. I see transformations everyday. From the leaves with the seasons to drug addicts to children growing into adults. Transformation is the only thing that keeps the world going and society progressing. It is the only thing we need.

Posted By Georgia On 05.27.2012 @ 11:31 am

flags. anger. smiles. some dick ruins it by getting violent. entire group instantly loses credibility. media are cunts about whole affair. nothing changes. nothing changes. nothing changes.

Posted By Georgia On 03.08.2012 @ 4:57 am

mystery, you don’t know anything about it but you want to….

Posted By georgia On 10.08.2011 @ 5:11 pm

Her husband had never been particularly prosperous – however, she had thought they were contented, as contented as they could be. The mill was not running at a loss, though the other Master’s looked on them with disdain as if they should be more wealthy, bleeding the workers dry and taking every last penny they could so they could only pay a paltry sum to the men, women and children who worked there.

Posted By Georgia On 10.07.2011 @ 3:22 pm

“Wanna trade?” I heard it every day, I had nothing to trade. My lunch box had the lion king characters on it , but the colours were faulty and the inside always smelled like mould. The other kids had amazing lunches crafted by their mothers every morning . I made my own, lunches and they were battered and badly formed the tops slidding off the bottom over the slimy cheese.

Posted By georgia On 09.12.2011 @ 12:28 pm

Erm.. i dont even know xD I’m stupid :’(. Distinguished.. hmm.. don’t.. know.. what.. this… means but it reminds me of extinguished .. like when you put a fire out.. :) Well.. i guess now i’m thinking hot.. yep.. not long left now.. omg.. a few seconds left.. 1… 2… 3… 4… 5..

Posted By Georgia On 09.11.2011 @ 6:27 am