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Airstream is the name of those old trailers. In fact, it reminds me of the old trailer that used to live in grandpa and grandma barn. It had two sections, and we used to sit up in the upper section, in the dark (because it was in the barn). I don’t even really remember what we did…the sitting was fun in and of itself. Kids, cars, garages–why is the car more fun when it’s in the garage?

Posted By Jessica On 05.18.2013 @ 7:36 am

its a city that ive never been to. I imagine that it has rainbows and butterflies and has shiny things that glint in the sunlight. I can imagine that people are always busy, as they usually are in most cities. I like to envision a young girl, sitting somewhere looking out her window. This child is impressionable, and has been negatively impressioned by the

Posted By jessica On 05.16.2013 @ 10:24 pm

My hair fell around my face as the wind blew. I felt exhilarated as the music swept over me!

Posted By Jessica On 05.16.2013 @ 10:12 am

sugar in water strength into water sand washing out from under my feet

What i thought was solved dis-solved

Posted By Jessica On 05.02.2013 @ 4:24 am

Crows are black. THey have a shiny-ish blue tint and have an irritating noise that they make. Aren’t they supposed to be the bird for death or something? I don’t know. All black, yes? I think so. I am in history class and don’t think that we talk about crows in this class.

Posted By Jessica On 04.29.2013 @ 12:43 pm

Used to seal packages. Perhaps to keep them fresh for another time. Personally, it makes me want a snack. Specifically, a bag of chips. Wonderful chips. TGI Friday’s the Cheddar and bacon would be grand!

Posted By Jessica On 04.28.2013 @ 4:59 pm

Something used to seal things. Perhaps to keep them fresh for another time. Personally, it makes me want a snack. Specifically, a bag of chips. Wonderful chips. TGI Friday’s would be grand!

Posted By Jessica On 04.28.2013 @ 2:21 pm

to hold onto something much more intently then usual. to need it. to not want to let it go. to know that if you do you might never be able to hold it again. to hold it like something greater depends on this bond. to love. to need. to treasure and value. a sense of urgency. like holding the hand of that person right before they leave. you aren’t just clasping onto their skin, but the hope that you will see them again.

Posted By jessica On 04.28.2013 @ 11:19 am

He had so much leverage over me. I could hardly breath because of his weight on my chest. I couldn’t scream and even if I could, I doubt anyone could here me in this alleyway.

Posted By jessica On 04.15.2013 @ 12:53 pm

I punish myself everyday. Problem being most of the time I deserve it. I truely am a hopeless case, I wonder where I’ll be 50 years from now? Not much further than I am now I suppose.

Posted By Jessica On 04.08.2013 @ 10:12 am

Something horrible was done by he and he had to be punished for it, he was tied and bound and taken to an underground cellar where they had planned to leave him for the next three days, whilst they tortured him using all kinds of devices

Posted By Jessica On 04.07.2013 @ 6:04 pm

Plague in Egypt is in the Bible. I wonder why. Ironic. Is religion not a plague? Opium of the masses? Or comfort and escape from the treacherous lives we are condemmed to living.

Posted By Jessica On 04.01.2013 @ 5:18 am

Of your mind. be aware of what you truly do think and what sadness is making you think. Be aware of people who may hurt you. Be aware of the people closest to you because they are the ones that hurt you the most. Be aware of other cars on the streets because you might get in an accident and get ptsd like me.

Posted By jessica On 03.20.2013 @ 4:12 pm

To be pained by a personal crisis, perhaps even Depression, can really bring a person down. Going outside for some fresh air may help. It may also give you a new perspective on things, giving you a better angle from which to see things, if you will. Then, hopefully, you can have a better outlook on things.

Posted By Jessica On 03.19.2013 @ 4:34 pm

here we sit in the pew, just like every sunday before and every sunday to follow. you sing and stand and sit on cue, a pious figurehead for everyone around you. and no one knows you go home and hurt your daughter behind closed doors.

Posted By Jessica On 03.18.2013 @ 4:25 pm

you said you’d always love me. you said you’d be there for me. you said the monsters couldn’t hurt me now. you said you’d protect me. you said a lot of things. and you meant none of them.

Posted By Jessica On 03.18.2013 @ 4:18 pm

I love the cities. Every single one of them. The sights and sounds. The people and locations. The different weather that is special to every city. I love my city. My home. My place to come back to. I wouldn’t change my home for the world. I can’t leave it and I never will.

Posted By Jessica On 03.17.2013 @ 7:33 pm

An operation, something to do with the military. It will be secret and you will not be allowed to discuss any of the happenings as a result. It can be very exciting and very dangerous at the same time. You will be undercover. Do not be afraid. Trust in your training. Get set. GO!

Posted By Jessica On 03.16.2013 @ 5:46 pm

We were eternal. Together, him and I. We would now be together forever, until the end of time. As the trees rustled around me, the soft breeze cooling my skin, I knew that forever was all I wanted from him.

Posted By Jessica On 03.14.2013 @ 11:11 am

If he wanted to be the director of our life, who was I to stop him? His words had a way of moving me. I had lost control of where I was going and it suddenly became clear, I wouldn’t be able to stop it until we crashed.

Posted By Jessica On 03.12.2013 @ 3:19 pm

A tree, born for winter, living in the wrong season. Living in a world it wasn’t meant for. It’s delicate and broken.

Posted By Jessica On 03.10.2013 @ 10:29 pm

The leaves withered when the cold came. They died and fell. In a few months time when winter is finished, more will replace them. They too, will wither and fall like the ones before.

Posted By Jessica On 03.10.2013 @ 3:54 pm

Also is a funny word. It means extra or one more. It also makes someone sound like a clinger. It’s more of a joining word that anything else, and its often overlooked. I like the word also

Posted By Jessica On 03.08.2013 @ 6:34 pm

Conjured is like a conjurer right? So they conjure stuff Like the people on the street They have so much confidence to be able to do that I wish I had that much confidence It seems like a bit of a cop out to blame it on society but that is what I will do They are making us feel worthless But did you ever stop to think that we are society So when we are blaming society for something, you are blaming yourself And your friends And your parents And your teachers Interesting

Posted By Jessica On 03.01.2013 @ 7:11 pm

The spell didn’t work. I know I conjured it correctly but somehow, there he was, still dead on the floor. I couldn’t take this. Was he really dead? Am I just a fraud?

Posted By Jessica On 03.01.2013 @ 4:30 pm

It makes me think of being sentanced to jail just like ned kelly i wonder if he had feelings or morals or if he had an emotional connections i wonder about that a lot are all criminals heartless beasts or are they still human

Posted By jessica On 03.01.2013 @ 1:42 am

I couldn’t seem to form any sort of words. The sentences wouldn’t come out. Babbling, I sounded high. And, I basically was, just in a different way than you might think.

I really was sentenced to a life like this, wasn’t I?

Posted By Jessica On 02.28.2013 @ 7:54 pm

He knocked everything around and on the floor. My mom was there, my fish was there, my toys were there, my brother was there. I think the only thing he didn’t knock over was me.

Posted By Jessica On 02.27.2013 @ 8:44 pm

My arm seemed so shallow. The lumpy part right on the shoulder blade was where it was cut into deeper, then deeper some more. But it’s still so shallow somehow. The bleeding stopped but my blood kept on flowing.

Posted By Jessica On 02.26.2013 @ 9:34 pm

Oh my god! Jerry went to the hospital with a huge gash on the left side of his forehead. People were screaming at the site of him. Doctors rushed to do what they could for him. But it was too late. Jerry died a single lonely, guilty man with a ton of secrets…especially the secret of him actually being a her.

Posted By Jessica On 02.26.2013 @ 5:51 pm