Entries By Rebekah
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loom
I sat at the desk, staring at my loom. I knew that the project was due in just a few hours, but I just couldn’t bring myself to use it! Maybe because I didn’t know how, or maybe because I was just lazy. But I just did not want to use that loom. It sat there, taunting me. I sighed. Oh how I wanted to give up…
Posted By Rebekah On 05.10.2013 @ 8:27 pm
fabricated
I fabricated this new invention that stands to reason I am a professional inventor. I’m awesome at fabricating things. The most awesome in the entire world.
Posted By Rebekah On 04.02.2013 @ 9:57 am
also
An addition, connection. A forgotten yet essential thought needed to complete an idea.
Posted By Rebekah On 03.09.2013 @ 9:02 am
Connection. More than one. Another thought, feeling, or expression. Something essential to be added to complete the idea.
Posted By Rebekah On 03.09.2013 @ 8:57 am
reference
A job reference. Someone who will say good things about you. Not a friend. A friend normally does not say good things about you. Do I need new friends? Or are mine just incredibly honest?
Posted By Rebekah On 01.06.2013 @ 2:42 pm
experience
I thought by this time in my life, I’d have actually done something with my life. I think people think that I have, but internally, I feel the same as I always have. Longing for something better. Bigger. I haven’t lived yet, and I’m getting older and no more wiser.
Posted By Rebekah On 01.06.2013 @ 4:53 am
game
She tossed the ball into the air as her feet slammed against the pavement. The ball swished through the hoop and she sighed. alone with her thoughts, and scoring points, but neither of them mattered. She was stuck. She wondered why life couldn;t be as easy as scoring a basket. Shrugging, she picked up the basketball and walked inside.
Posted By Rebekah On 12.18.2012 @ 5:19 pm
available
both
under
I heard something under my bed. I looked and it was just my cat.
Posted By Rebekah On 11.28.2012 @ 6:55 am
employees
measured
life is measured. Love is measured, Food is measured. Everything in life is measured by numbers, by pleasure, by girfts, by sapce.
Posted By Rebekah On 11.14.2012 @ 5:38 pm
arts
themselves
I saw a group of people that were laughing at themselves for unknown reasons.
Posted By Rebekah On 11.09.2012 @ 7:21 am
steps
There were 100 steps to the top, what would I find there ? the sun beat on my back, my bag got heavier. Hopefully she would be waiting for me…It’s been so long since I saw her face, drunk of her perfume, felt those soft fingers enclosing mine in such an intimate embrace, kissed her cheek, oh mother….
Posted By Rebekah On 11.01.2012 @ 11:47 pm
teeth
entrance
I watched down below as i saw her disappear into the entrance of heaven. Wondering what its like.
Posted By Rebekah On 10.18.2012 @ 8:08 am
bury
I used to bury my brothers toys in the ground and i would tell him to go find them.
Posted By Rebekah On 10.16.2012 @ 8:12 am
It means to dig a hole in the ground and put something in it and then cover it up with the dirt.
Posted By Rebekah On 10.16.2012 @ 8:03 am
magazines
magazines are somwtimes stpid. the media bashes beautiful girls and they end up becoming anorexic. why cant you just let people be? yopu see pictures in magazines and know youll never be as pretty.
Posted By rebekah On 08.28.2012 @ 3:20 pm
chain
So if the chain is on your door i understand. Taylor swift is one of the most inspiring song writers of all time. That line in particular is one of my favorites from Back to December, That song makes me cry a lot because it is about Taylor Lautner and i love him so much and it just reminds me of Bella and Jacob.
Posted By Rebekah On 08.25.2012 @ 9:12 pm
instructions
These tell you what to do, and keep you from deviating from their scope, when if you did not have them, you might create something wild and wonderful – or you might have a heap of something on the floor that would be kicked about until it landed in the trash.
Posted By Rebekah On 07.22.2012 @ 8:15 am
crew
the airline crew spent a lot of time getting everyone their food and beverages…unfortunately, they kept bumping everyone who they passed. it seemed like they especially bumped those who were trying to sleep. this is going to be a lonnnnnngggg flight…
Posted By rebekah On 07.15.2012 @ 8:24 pm
The captain shouted to her crew viciously, barking orders left and right, as they were under attack as of then.
Posted By Rebekah On 07.15.2012 @ 6:09 pm
two live crew, like a gang, i don’t know, like goodfellas, guess i still have more time left. is this a test or a website? I don’t get it. hmmm kind of bored now and need to go to bathroom still making me type huh? ok whatever, i will just keep blabbing until time runs out and you will be just as bored as me reading this!
Posted By rebekah On 07.15.2012 @ 2:32 pm
auxiliary
Auxiliary- one simple, nine letter word. Nothing too fancy, nothing too plain. Yet, it still means something. To her. To Stephanie it was more than a word. It was a way of life.
Posted By rebekah On 07.14.2012 @ 3:22 pm
bandages
Is there any other words on this website besides ‘bandages’?
Posted By Rebekah On 07.13.2012 @ 9:31 am
The man looked at is bandages and sighed. It was another day in the hospital after one of his daredevil aeroplane rides across the wide open cliffs of the Himalayas. No one else did what he did, that was, missing sheer rock faces by millimeters in his little home made aeroplane. It was a pity it kept breaking down. The man looked at the nurse who had her back turned. He ripped off the bandages and winced in agony. He loved to feel the pain of his actions; he loved to know that everything he did had a consequence and that he always experienced them to the fullest. He was a strange man, but it takes a strange man to risk his life every day for a thrill. Well, not exactly strange. Maybe RECKLESS might be a better word. Or DRIVEN. But the man was also very narcissistic. He thought he was the coolest guy on the planet
Posted By Rebekah On 07.13.2012 @ 9:25 am
railroad
railroads are those things we use to take a train to go away. to run away from everything we can’t handle anymore, those people we don’t want to see anymore, and that person we don’t want to be anymore. railroads are those things that lets us be free. from everything, everyone… and even ourselves. railroads….
Posted By rebekah On 07.04.2012 @ 12:27 am
