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The holder was staring at me from the window sill. Filled with memories, it was painful to go near but at the same time to painful to look at.

Posted By Laura On 07.24.2012 @ 12:57 pm

I changed the fuses for the last time. I had finally done it, I was free. I won the lottery. My job was useless, to me at least. I could travel, Do what I had always wanted to do. I was free at last. Finally.

Posted By Laura On 07.24.2012 @ 10:26 am

I read them like I already know what they are going to tell me. Every day there is a new one added to the list, I just can’t escape this feeling of judgement. People telling me how to live my life as if they think they know me. What will happen if I just throw this list into the fire and live my life?

Posted By Laura On 07.22.2012 @ 7:13 am

What if you were accused of something you didn’t do? You are at the mall running for the bathroom when the cops catch up with you and accuse you of stealing an item of clothing from Forever 21. You’re a suspect. Did you do it? No. But you’re still a suspect. You were on the wrong place at the wrong time.

Posted By Laura On 07.20.2012 @ 11:26 pm

Suspects. Maybe one or two or three. How do they know who did it anyway? Why do they always have to blame someone? They always pick the wrong one. The suspect always ends up in jail. The suspect ends imprisoned and maybe he wasn’t the right one.

Posted By Laura On 07.20.2012 @ 11:19 pm

I have no idea what sonar is so i can’t really write very much about it, but, erm, it sounds like the word solar so it may have something to do with light, or space? I don’t really know, but yeah, erm, cool, so, erm.. this is awkward. >.> la la la la… le fin.

Posted By Laura On 07.17.2012 @ 3:20 pm

She hung the happy birthday letters across the fire place mantle. Hanging dangerously close to the fire cooking below. It was a cozy house, Ester had to admit. Although the decorations were tacky, she felt at home in this strangers home.

Posted By Laura On 07.17.2012 @ 8:54 am

they fill your house and give an idea of who you are. maybe it’s why they are so hard to choose and coordinate. yet it’s an amazing way to express yourself ain’t it

Posted By Laura On 07.16.2012 @ 2:14 pm

I am holding the doorknob sweating with anxiety, anxiety of what may occur if I ever turn it, if I decide to move my hand clockwise and proceed enter your home. Will you be there sitting in your chair comme d’habitude? Will you pin me down and demand answers, answers to questions I will never understand? Perhaps you fancied going out to dinner with your concubine and I got here just in the nick of time. Oh please please please I beg of you, don’t be there, don’t sit in that rouge velvet chair by the window holding the newspaper in one hand and a frying pan in the other waiting to cook my heart for dinner; don’t be there waiting to plunge the proverbial knife hiding beneath your tongue as you write my name in the obituary with the blood spilling from my nonexistent heart. I promise I’ll be quick, it’s only that notebook hiding beneath the mattress, that is all I require. Slowly the knob moved clockwise my hand’s grip was weak with perspiration, deep sighs and a quick heartbeat ensued as the light of the back window shined upon my eye. I peeked inside and…

Posted By Laura On 07.13.2012 @ 10:11 pm

Me student advisor was a latin man named Jonathan, I have a fish named Jonathan so it made me laugh. I felt like when we were talking about my schedule, he just wanted to move, I wanted more attention from him- though i wasn’t attracted to him.

Posted By Laura On 07.11.2012 @ 12:51 pm

A suggestion to find a new film to love, is a tough suggestion for sure. The personality of one who is following a suggestion of another matters highly in what is to occur in the end.

Posted By laura On 07.10.2012 @ 11:24 pm

Okay my mind has gone completely blank! Admittedly I was hoping for a word more along the lines of cow or something that I can roll with. ‘Suggestion’ makes me feel a little lost! It doesn’t feel definate or secure, it’s all aloof and mysterious! How do I work with aloof and mysterious?! Was I meant to write a story here? Or say something funny! I epically failed if so!!

Posted By laura On 07.10.2012 @ 3:17 pm

Spinning faster and faster, my whole body is dizzy with thought. Stop me now before I can no longer move anything but my mind.

Posted By Laura On 07.09.2012 @ 5:45 pm

Wind turbines cranked overhead, their “whoosh-whoosh-whoosh” murmuring in the sky. They scared me as a child, like the electric fans of giants…

Posted By Laura On 07.09.2012 @ 1:39 pm

I have a bucket list. Probablly too many things on my bucket list for me to ever accomplish but somethings have been accomplished. Like having a child. Like finding myself. Like knowing the truth of a situation. Some have not been accomplished yet. Like going to Italy. Like writing my great american novel. Like riding in a hot air balloon.

Posted By Laura On 07.08.2012 @ 3:51 pm

overalls. I only wore them when I was young. And they’re kinda being worn now-a-days, at least I’ve seen a couple of girls. Who knows?

Posted By Laura On 07.07.2012 @ 10:11 pm

I never got detention that much in high school. It happened more in middle school, but now that i’m thinking about it, not really. I remember one time my friends told the teacher to let me go because I wasn’t included in why we were all in detention. I was glad but I felt kinda bad.

Posted By Laura On 07.06.2012 @ 6:06 pm

I always hated science. Well not really but I hated it more as I finished up my high school years. Why? Well I took biology 3 times and I finally passed it the 3rd time. It felt good, especially because I aced it! best feeling ever. And I learned a lot!

Posted By Laura On 07.05.2012 @ 8:55 pm

I have never been fond of science. Always a right or wrong answer. Percent errors, percent yeilds, it’s not my thing. Sure, I’m good at it, but I hate it because it’s not me. It’s yes or no, black or white, but never both.

Posted By Laura On 07.05.2012 @ 6:04 pm

I don’t know what they are really, I’ve heard of them and I know they’re something to do with the internet. Maybe they get the signal or something? I think they break often and cause me problems, but I also know they are very necessary because I spend lots of time on the internet. My Dad probably knows what a modem is.

Posted By Laura On 07.05.2012 @ 7:52 am

The train was coming…tracks of the railroad cranking along. People stare at the oncoming collision. What happens….no one ever knows…as the train on the railroad tracks keeps moving forward.

Posted By Laura On 07.03.2012 @ 4:24 pm

I harness the snake, ready to kill it. But the snake lashes back, angry. I know it hates me for killing its sister, but i had no choice. She broke my heart and left me for dead. And know, this is my revenge. On the sister snake.

Posted By Laura On 07.02.2012 @ 12:51 pm

Just one simple step. He prayed silently to himself. One step and he would be that much closer. I waited with baited breath for him to just lift his tiny little leg

Posted By laura On 07.02.2012 @ 9:15 am

emotions. I’m thinking of emotions instead of things having to do with motion. Kinetic? Oh, wait. That’s energy. Kinetic and potential energy. Why am I saying this instead of something to do with motion? Walking, running, skipping, jogging, singing. Why did I say singing? I guess that’s motion of the vocal chords. I’m not sure, I guess any verb is really a motion. Unless it’s a linking verb or helping verb. Wow, I don’t know what I’m saying.

Posted By Laura On 07.01.2012 @ 6:49 pm

saturday is a time to relax. To sit and read a book, watch tv, drink tea, whatever. But only if the cousin doesn’t come and spoils it with his science malarky. Urgh, I hate that. I want to learn chess though, so I must wait until I can. Damn!!

Posted By Laura On 06.29.2012 @ 3:42 pm

This word reminds me of computers. Other than that, my mind is blank. I don’t like this word. It his ‘fig’ in the middle of it. That freaks me out. I am odd with words.

Posted By laura On 06.27.2012 @ 6:32 pm

the thought of dwelling on something is to observe it for a matter of time and then enter into a pensive state of mind. Sometimes to dwell can be a good thing; it can give one more insight on a certain topic or subject matter. But I have found that to dwell, for the most part, can be negative, as it causes a person to overthink something that doesn’t need to be over thought. A lot of times when we dwell, we tend to worry.

Posted By Laura On 06.23.2012 @ 11:20 am

Fractures hurt. You know that. Just the word will shoot pain through your leg or your arm. But when it actually happens, it’s completely unimaginable. Why do we associate pain with words? It’s just a simple word. It doesn’t exist in matter. It doesn’t poke you, or prod your nerves. Maybe that’s it. It picks at your brain, making you imagine the pain.

Posted By Laura On 06.22.2012 @ 9:59 am

I wanted to say I was aloof, but I wasn’t. The attraction was immense and I was completely consumed by it. I was entirely besotted by him.

Posted By Laura On 06.19.2012 @ 7:00 am

framework is the building blocks of something. It builds up something and creates the frame for the work you are about to do. It is in teaching, construction, learning, and making friends. This is kind of a dumb word to creatively write about. It’s compound at least.

Posted By Laura On 06.17.2012 @ 4:55 pm