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There are 10 pins and a bowling ball. You throw the ball and let it roll down a long lane until it knocks the pins down. Each turn you get to throw 2 balls to try and knock down all the pins. There are 10 frames in a game.

Posted By Melinda On 04.25.2013 @ 11:19 am

We must keep trying. We must always keep trying. Staying stationary is not an option. No artist is ever complete or satisfied. This is a must. You know the quote. Im sure a teacher has quoted it at you. You must not stop trying.

Posted By Melinda On 01.08.2013 @ 10:02 am

I have fire in my soul, that burns brighter than a flame.

Posted By Melinda On 12.25.2012 @ 6:25 pm

When we fall, we rise. For staying low gets us nowhere. Be risen. Rise as high as you can go and the a little higher. keep your head high and keep on going

Posted By Melinda On 11.29.2012 @ 4:02 pm

One keen fellow walked along a beach as he told his story. He was telling this mighty fine story to a little boy who was also walking along this beach. It was about nothing and everything all at once. It was just a story to pass the time as they made their way down that beach.

Posted By Melinda On 06.18.2012 @ 4:17 pm

It is always a hassle to go to the grocery store. First you have to be sure to pick up all of the necessary items, not forgetting things like milk and bread. Then, you have to wait in tedious lines with families who have unruly children and old ladies with a myriad of coupons. Finally, if you go to a thrift type grocery store, you will have to bag and carry all of it to your car yourself.

Posted By Melinda On 05.31.2012 @ 6:00 pm

I ran to the forest trying not to transform into what I was before anyone saw me. The wind in my hair and the rain in my face was making my transformation work faster. I needed to get out of sight this was my secret, my lie and I couldnt let them know. They had not acceptace for what I was.

Posted By melinda On 05.27.2012 @ 5:48 pm

The pattern of quilts make me happy inside. the pattern of water the pattern of shoes the pattern of life the pattern of toilet paper the pattern of your face, pattern. pattern, lalalalalalallaalalalalalalalalaa pattern.

Posted By melinda On 03.15.2012 @ 8:54 pm

Where everyone makes out in the library, or perhaps where all the knowledge worth looking for is hidden. Its a shame that so few people enter that area in pursuit of knowledge.

Posted By Melinda On 10.10.2011 @ 10:58 pm

painting expressing youself on a pieve of something that shows everything you are and believe and see in your own mind expressed on a tiny or big square canvas. beauty in the most unconventional ways

Posted By melinda On 08.07.2011 @ 1:04 pm

Chores aren’t something very fun but they have to be done if you don’t they will pile up and you will regret looking back and seeing that there is so much done that you wished that you could have done. Don’t regret having work DO it and make sure it is done well because it is only a little chore.

Posted By Melinda On 07.08.2011 @ 10:44 pm

enjoy the water. move slowly, there is no hurry. put your arms out and let them skim the surface of the water. slowly feel the floor. stay awhile and let the water flow through you.

Posted By Melinda On 06.29.2011 @ 2:06 pm

I predict that this isn’t going to be a very well written write up about the word predict. However, I am predicting that you will still feel required to read it. When one predicts the second party is never sure what reasoning there was behind it.

Posted By Melinda On 06.21.2011 @ 10:37 am

I remember the last time you put your arms around me.You told me you missed me and I believed you. Remember how good the old days were? When we weren’t apart and everyday wasn’t a struggle to keep whatever little bit of relationship we had left alive.

Posted By Melinda On 05.30.2011 @ 4:20 pm

I see him. The man over there with the sideburns. I wonder whether he hasn’t shaved in a while or whether its just his “style”.. Maybe I should ask him? No. That would be awkward.. Or is it a good conversation starter? Hmm.. maybe we could be friends..

Posted By Melinda On 05.29.2011 @ 5:17 pm

You have them down the side of your cheeks. I see them. I wonder, why are they there? Have you recently been living on the streets and have not had the time to shave them ? Or is it your “style” ..? I cannot see why you like them.

Posted By Melinda On 05.29.2011 @ 5:06 pm

The night was still young, but throughout the tall grass you could see fireflies glowing. It was a beautiful night. He took my hand as we stood there, Jason and I. Beneath the moon, beneath the stars, beneath it all. It was magnificent, and I am fairly sure he would have told me that I too was glowing; but it wasn’t because of some scientific reason, it was because of him.

Posted By Melinda On 05.12.2011 @ 11:17 pm

swept the floor, swept off my feet, love, cleanliness, broom, dust, lust

Posted By Melinda On 03.06.2011 @ 10:12 pm

She sat on the sidelines. Benched. Odd one out. Wondering why she wasn’t chosen for the team. She could run, she could kick a ball. Wasn’t that enough to join in? Did the coach notice that she was sitting alone..again? Did anyone?

Posted By Melinda On 02.23.2011 @ 3:40 pm

my teenage niece has tried twice. what makes a 15 year old girl decide she is not worthy of a place on this earth? It’s not the way out, there’s nothing afterwards except for pain, grief, confusion, loss and desperation for the people left behind.

Posted By Melinda On 02.04.2011 @ 6:36 pm

i once solved a case involving a man with one arm. when we figured it out we had realised it was all about timing. it will make you or break you. you see this one armed man was not really a man but my subconsious

Posted By melinda On 01.23.2011 @ 4:11 pm

Oh how wishing is unproductive. Take action today instead of just sitting there wishing. If you want something in life, make a logical plan and go forward with it. There is no wishing in my life, if there is, it’s the things that will always be a ‘wish’

Posted By Melinda On 12.29.2010 @ 2:54 pm

Things that we have in our life that we can not move past. Relationships, personal emotional passageways that have been blocked.

Posted By Melinda On 12.28.2010 @ 1:59 pm

People who have something to live for. Those that feel like they don’t aren’t so lucky because they can’t see the love that others have for them, all of the little things in life to be grateful for. I am lucky, I know others who aren’t…who don’t choose to be

Posted By Melinda On 12.27.2010 @ 8:26 pm

What I am, even though it’s not really luck, I believe everything is already set in place. It’s just an expression for me but it means so much more than just ‘lucky’ I think of clovers and little girls with ponies.

Posted By Melinda On 12.27.2010 @ 7:54 pm

The stamps stuck to my sticky fingers. I flailed my hands in a futile attempt to remove the little sticky demons, but they refused to budge, as stubborn as an ox or donkey. Frowning, I looked at my letter forlornly.

Posted By Melinda On 12.13.2010 @ 7:33 pm

I believe, you know I do. Forever in you. It’s like swirling candy dust, sprinkles in the air- magic. Magical. It’s magical to believe, to have faith- in Santa, in the Tooth Fairy, in the Easter Bunny. To believe it to be beautiful. Beautiful.Believe. I do.

Posted By Melinda On 12.09.2010 @ 7:38 pm

i was amazed at how clean everything was. she must have spent the whole night awake, scrubbing away and perfecting the stroke of the toilet brush. i do not doubt i could have eaten off of her floor. the shoes were neatly arranged in a shoe dispenser close by and everything else was in its place.

Posted By Melinda On 12.08.2010 @ 3:12 pm

It’s hard to admit when you’re wrong. Or when you’ve failed. It’s hard to admit that you’re alone and must rely on yourself. But when you admit to your flaws its purifying and cleansing

Posted By melinda On 12.05.2010 @ 6:06 pm

her cheek rested on the pillow, flush with red. I looked up to her face, and found that flushed, too.

Posted By Melinda On 08.30.2010 @ 8:26 pm