Entries By Karsen Meredith
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“We need to split up.” “What? Are you retarded?” I wasn’t too keen on walking around this abandoned mineshaft by myself. Absolutely not. I was not going to be the first idiot to fall and break my ankle or get raped by some disfigured fucking zombie. Fuck that.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 06.19.2012 @ 7:16 am
“Ugh! You can’t do anything right!” My step mother shoves me over. “Look at this! It’s still dirty!” She looks at me with disdain. “Do it right this time.” Suddenly, in lieu of the forced numbness I usually feel, anger flows through me, building up the pressure in my chest until I look up her and say with an even voice, “Fuck off, Karen.” I flip her a finger she shouldn’t forget and walk off.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 04.04.2012 @ 8:18 am
I never fully understood the dream catcher. I mean I understood that they were made to catch all your bad dreams. But I never understood why people felt the need to tattoo themselves with it or anything. I mean, what higher purpose could it have to you to where you’d want it on your body? I suppose it makes sense. Catch your bad dreams, so only the good dreams are left. Hm.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 03.27.2012 @ 11:53 am
I was in the dark. An abyss. My breathing was shallow, like there wasn’t enough air left. Where was I? The air is thin.. I can’t breathe.. I’m falling, falling..
Yet in the distance, a light. It got closer, closer, and I couldn’t speak. He was here.. My love.. with the light.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 03.19.2012 @ 8:33 am
There was something not eerie at all about the fact that this tiny lantern was my only source of light in a total abyss of darkness.
It was so silent.. So silent I could hear the incessant ringing in my ears.. But then it went away, slowly but surely.
And the light- It was fading.. It was fading and all that was left was darkness.
I swam in complete serenity as darkness and silence enveloped me. All I had now were my thoughts,
and I was free.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 03.02.2012 @ 8:00 am
It’s been happening more and more. It may just be because I’m hanging out with cooler people, people who actually have interesting thoughts in their heads.
But I just accept the compliments and smile. No reciprocation.
I don’t feel as flattered as I used to.. Perhaps it’s because the only boy whose flirting I care about.. is the one who’s mine.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 02.16.2012 @ 8:55 am
I walked through the halls, surveying the daily situation. Girls who think they’re women squawk at each other from hundreds of feet away. Boys who think they’re men pick on each other. I don’t know how this behavior still amazes me. It’s like a carnival. An every day carnival.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 02.14.2012 @ 7:21 am
“Um, yeah. I’m going to need you to lock the door after you come inside for once.” “You came in the house after me, Linda. It was clearly you who left it unlocked.” “Are you arguing with me?” “What?” “That’s what I thought.” “You know what, Linda?” “What?” “Fuck you, you fucking kike.”Posted By Karsen Meredith On 02.03.2012 @ 8:42 am
I laid out the shiny, reflective knife before me. Along with the other seven sharp trinkets I had.
Planning was good. Planning soothed me. Planning prepared me for the delicious gore that was to come.
A giggle ran through me as I heard him begin to stir from his slumber of opiates.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 01.25.2012 @ 8:37 am
“KARSEEENNNN!” I hear downstairs. My pulse immediately quickens, knowing something is wrong.
My feet are up before my mind is as I go racing down the stairs. I reach my mother’s room to see her laying in her bed.
“Will you get me a pickle?” she asks sheepishly.Posted By Karsen Meredith On 01.17.2012 @ 8:03 am