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I am now sitting in my chair listening to my brother play dance dance revolution. The chair is not particularly comfortable, and I beleive my parents gout it on sale at Target. It is black and on wheels so it rolls. I like the chair a lot.

Posted By Emilie On 04.23.2008 @ 11:14 am

thats a good word for it, what can a fantasy buff write about mysterys? I dont even read them, the closest thing i get to one would be horror novels but i suppose that doesnt count. the closest thing to a mystery i have in my life is how James’s head works…but i dont think even he understands that

Posted By Emilie On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am

she folds my hands as I tell her that we are not moving anymore. we are simply standing at the same place. beside the oak, under the gray sky, in the blue room. CONTRADICTION. or so I am told. we miss it. the blue room and I.

Posted By Emilie On 12.01.2009 @ 3:19 pm

well once i made these plastic trays with my mom that we filled up with beans and candy in different sections or patterns to give for christmas presents. we used to do it every year, but we don’t anymore. we’ve been fighting more. its a happy memory i share with my mom full of love and togetherness. i wish i could go make more os those trays. maybe i should get one to make for her for christmas. maybe she’s like that.

Posted By emilie On 12.23.2009 @ 7:38 pm

Something that takes place throughout any living beings life. mentally and physically.

Posted By emilie On 03.07.2010 @ 6:18 pm

A bundle of joy. One of life’s greatest pleasures. Hopefully everyone will get to know of the wonder that is a little baby boy or girl of their own.

Posted By Emilie On 01.29.2010 @ 7:57 pm

The flowers smelled beautiful. The pleasant breeze lifted strands of her hair and she lifted her face towards the blue sky, closing her eyes and breathing in the scent of life. Her blue eyes opened once again as she cautiously cradled an orchid in her hand, gently plucked it, and kept it for safe keeping.

Posted By emilie On 10.07.2009 @ 5:56 pm