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He is my anchor, she thought dreamily. He keeps me steady, and he loves me, and I love him, and… Everything is so perfect. She just smiled and laughed, unable to contain it.
Ironically, her anchor was a 1000 miles below sea level, slowly being eaten by little fishes and big fishes alike, and she ignored this fact.Posted By Ash On 04.11.2013 @ 7:37 pm
They pulled at her feet, catching her hair, and scratching at her arms. Elisa wanted to get out, and get away. But they were everywhere- the vines, that is- and there seemed to be no escape. She was trapped in a never ending abyss of green, placed there by her own entanglement of lies.Posted By Ash On 04.05.2013 @ 1:13 pm
the vines of the tree of life are green and brown. they are every flowing and filled with life. but some people dont likkek it and want to cut them down and get rid of them. why? why must man be so distructive. so cruel. so heartless. is this the world we want to live in? ot pass on to our children and the children afterPosted By Ash On 04.04.2013 @ 9:50 pm
“How, how is that possible?” Steven said, staring at the pile of gold in front of him. “But… That’s not even… How?!” “It’s not real,” the witch said. She laughed. “Obviously not. Well, sorta no. It’s real gold, but it’s real gold made of nothing but magic… Which doesn’t make much sense, but you get used to it.”Posted By Ash On 04.01.2013 @ 6:59 pm
“I don’t care what happens! Just get her away from me!” she screamed, wiping the tears away. She ran to her room and slammed the door.
But that wasn’t enough. It was not enough to prevent them, to protect herself, because they could still find a way into her life. She tugged the window open and crawled out, to flee this place. And never return to this plague-ridden house again.Posted By Ash On 03.30.2013 @ 5:26 pm
Christy dropped the glass that she was just handed by her next door neighbor. the cutie she had been crushing on for a while now. her eyes went wide, and a that moment she saw her sister sitting inside a dark, strange cave. she was scared and she didn’t look any older than the moment she was taken ten years Ago. was that possible? maybe. after all Christy always has psychic visions and no one ever believed in that stuff.Posted By Ash On 02.23.2013 @ 8:21 pm
Christy dropped the glass that she was just handed by her next door neighbor. the cutie she had been crushing on for a while now. her eyes went wide, and a that moment she saw her sister sitting inside a dark, strange cage. she was scared and she didn’t look any older than the moment she was taken ten years Ago. was that possible? maybe. after all Christy always has psychic visions and no one ever believed in that stuff.Posted By Ash On 02.23.2013 @ 8:20 pm
I was on my way to the grocery store on a misty evening. A woman approached me on the sidewalk, and asked, “Have you seen the barrels at McGinnigan’s store lately?” “No,” I replied, “I haven’t.” “They are most unusual… I’d suggest you take a look at them.” She walked away. How peculiar.Posted By Ash On 01.01.2013 @ 12:57 pm
someone who goes to see a doctor or a quality that someone possesses: patience. being patient means you are kind and willing to listen to people even if it may not be what you want. you are able to tolerate nuisances or excesses from people without tempers flaring etc.Posted By Ash On 12.14.2012 @ 7:35 am
a cup of orange juice and used it to clean the screen of my computer, it didnt end up too well but left a great fragrance in the room i was staying in. on the other hand i dont appreciate the pet ants i have now aquired as a result of my new chosen cleaning agentPosted By ash On 11.20.2012 @ 5:34 pm
There are so many things that hold my interest. The way he moves, the way he walks and talks. How his hair billows when the breeze catches it just right. In fact, it’s so interesting to me that I’ve considered it a hobby of mine.
A study in him.
Every little nuance about him is like a seance and I have to summon it just right.Posted By Ash On 11.03.2012 @ 12:55 pm
one time we met together at a small cafe. I liked your hair a lot, and you seemed to never lose contact with my eyes. When the world started exploding I swore i grabbed your hand but I think you ran. The world opened its mouth and swallowed you up with only the last dregs of my still warm tea to keep me company. I hate first dates.Posted By Ash On 09.17.2012 @ 5:50 pm
My mother has asthma and it’s a shame–she denies it to this day because she has started smoking again. A habit she had given up long ago. Now in order to rationalize her smoking habit she will claim straight to a doctor’s face that she has never had asthma. I don’t want her to have another occurence. It’s too scary to handle.Posted By Ash On 09.13.2012 @ 8:08 pm
something everyone searches for in life, but rarely is fully given by us. something that can drive people mad when nobody gives them this. the thing we want most in life. we can all wonder what makes us need this so much, but it’s simply because with approval comes joy.Posted By ash On 08.11.2012 @ 11:56 pm