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I was a pretty lady, everyone loved me. I was a born actress indeed. But I faced through many difficulties in life, the worst yet, airstream.
I was locked in a dark, cold chamber by my abusive father, it was my punishment for failing in my exams. This was 1948, the year of pain and misery, and May was the common season of test results. My mother was upset to see me so, but she didn’t care, I knew she was only bluffing to prove that she still loved me.
I am 9 years old. A little child with two plaits and a large purple dress. I was cuddling my teddy bear under the moonlight, hearing nature sounds and feeling scared. So I clutched Snow White (my teddy’s name) tightly and heard rustling.
The chamber was very rusty and old. It wasn’t that much of a chamber, more like a mess of a shed, near the lake. I hated being tormented like this, it was horrifying.
Later, my sister came up to me, crying, and she told me that my father had gone out and not returned for about five hours. She tried to let me out, but the lock broke. So I climbed through the roof and jumped onto my neighbor’s roof.
A helicopter passed by and clutched my head and body, pulling me up onto it. Politely, I curtsied and made a run for it.
That’s when I fell, feeling scary weightlessness, hurdling towards a nearby airstream.
I was stuck there. It’s been about 9 years now, no one has come for me. A lady in black tied a bracelet around my wrist, and every 3 years she took a bead off. She told me, when the beads have all gone, the airstream will no longer contain air.
Snow White has gone old now. Inside the cabinets were lots and lots of food, now I’m starving, with nothing to eat. Everything has run out and everything has gone.
A fire started a few hours ago, a kind couple helped remove the fire, but everything has burned including Snow White
So if you ever see me again, I’ll be a old maid, or maybe I’ll be dead. I led a very painful life and it was incredibly sad.
Please visit Chicago in U.S.A, I’m in a old forest, in a dumped airstream that’s fallen over and collapsed, so close to the lake.
I’m waiting here for you. I’m lonely, scared and crying since forever. I’m in a real state. From a gorgeous young princess, to a scruffy witch-like maid :(
Love and forever, IsabellaPosted By Isabella On 05.17.2013 @ 12:30 pm
i wish i could use soap and scrub away all my dreams. the last few weeks, practically every dream consisted of cheating on my boyfriend with another. it wouldn’t be so bad if i didn’t enjoy those dreams but i’ve always found myself wanting to go back to bed to continue that dream.Posted By Isabella On 05.09.2013 @ 1:24 pm
Planter. Growing things, right? Growing… dreams, maybe?
Let’s all be planters. I’ve been one of those old people that sit on the porch watching weeds grow. I need to be the planter in my life. I can’t always leave things up to nature. Sometimes, she screws things over for all of us.Posted By Isabella On 04.25.2013 @ 1:24 am
cities……….to begin to write about cities is to start on an endless path. Because there is so much to say about these large communities i will not start. the light are mesmerizing and the noises are so vivide with culture. WAIT, i siad i would not start and i will not. i refuse to go back on my wordPosted By isabella On 03.17.2013 @ 9:29 pm
blasted- like he blasted me with words he thrrew then at me. Not allowing me to sink in. To get these words of his chest. There was noting i could do or say before he annoced that he was gay. My parents never saw it coming. im his girlfriend how could i not see this? how did i not notice that mean girls was his favorite movie, not mine or that pink was his favrite color? i had no clue but how could i be so clueless.Posted By Isabella On 03.15.2013 @ 9:56 am
What was that? My entire life I would have never dreamed this day would come. He was here, he had finally come for me. KNOCK KNOCK, KNOCK KNOCK. I open the door to see my one true love, the one I cherish. Before I could say a word, he got down on one knee. That was when my life began.Posted By Isabella On 02.28.2013 @ 1:10 am
There’s something about the deaths she sees on television. Like, there’s something more out there. Something more that could be done. And it’s not just the fact that, for some reason, there are a lot more murders this month than the last. It’s the fact that somehow, something seems amiss…Posted By Isabella On 02.03.2013 @ 7:55 am
I promise you that everything will be okay. By the time you’re an adult, things are far different than you think they will be, than what’s been projected and expected by you, as well as others. Things change, as do people. I promise you that one day, you’ll be a totally different person, and that the hard things you’re dealing with right now will all be things of the past. You’ll be able to look back and be things that you can appreciate and remember, and be proud of conquering.Posted By Isabella On 01.08.2013 @ 4:55 pm
they both were perfectly in love. and i sat down and envied them. there lips seemed to indent perfectly to accommodate one an others and there heats seem to beat as one. i sat down and wished upon one million shooting stars that i too could have that love that they shared.Posted By isabella On 12.03.2012 @ 8:21 pm
she cooked up a well planed murder…. she was not ganna let denis get away with this she could never let him do this to other women around the world, in fact right now he was heading to japan to meet kim-su his “love”. but if this is anything like it was with her kim-su would end up dead or damn near to it. she didnt like the idea of revenge but it was the only idea she had at the moment.Posted By isabella On 12.01.2012 @ 1:09 pm
he looked at himself. he was now 49 and starting to look his age. something he was not used to. usally he looked younger, like a better version of himeself, when he was 20 he looked 18 and when his 34th birthday came around he looked 28. he stared into the mirror and relized the reason he was not pleased with himself, was not because of this body image, (and how could he, with his chiseled featuers and his perfectly toned body) it was because of his personality, he out of all his friends was the person that no body liked. and he was just now staring to get the messagePosted By isabella On 11.30.2012 @ 8:49 pm
Local My local town or hometown as most people call it is a small one. It is nestled in a corner of California It is very quite and it is my favorite place Once you get uSed to all the rich kids bragging about there money and there parents doing nothing but backing them up on there arguments (there not all like that) it a great place to just relaxPosted By isabella On 11.26.2012 @ 11:09 pm
soon he said as i stepped out of the prison cell i wasn’t completely aware of what he was talking about but by the way he pointed that knife at me i suspected he was going to hurt me. i walked comely out and made sure he couldn’t notice the fear in my eyes. he was 6 foot and around 200llbs he cold easily kill me, but i wasn’t about to let him know that.Posted By isabella On 11.25.2012 @ 1:20 pm