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It was like a small flicker at first, a spark in their eyes and a tiny connection. Every time they met the sparks rose and the flames grew stronger, and it turned into a raging forest fire between them. They couldn’t put out the burning in their hearts that drew them together like moths.Posted By Missy On 05.06.2013 @ 8:15 am
It took a long time to decide what they were going to do about the walls that had come up. It wasn’t easy to let go of their differences and make room for change. But there was a way to end the conflict, and it was the only way they had. After years of fighting, they dropped their fight and dissolved into peace.Posted By Missy On 05.02.2013 @ 8:14 am
The sea washes me ashore and I reach toward the light spinning above me, shining across distant waters. I can no longer see the waves that brought me in but I know the light reflects off of them like it has so many years in the past. The lighthouse keeps the boats and darkness at bay, and perhaps it is for the best.Posted By Missy On 03.07.2013 @ 8:55 am
The light grew brighter. It flashed in the distance. Then it faded and the light spun away again. The waves lapped the keel and the hull, and the distant signals from shore meant nothing. All that was important was the here and now of the sails and the sea. The signals would only matter when they reached them.Posted By Missy On 03.07.2013 @ 8:40 am
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Lilies, I looked at them, see how beautiful they are, I smiled as I walked again, still seeing the lilies from the side of my eyes. I wish I could just be a lily, just floating there, living peacefully, I just wish I could live peacefully, then there, I hear my parents shouting at each other, I ran to our house.Posted By Missy On 01.09.2012 @ 12:49 am
Being average is boring, everyone wants to be like everyone else. They’re average. Why not want to be different? I don’t want to be average. I want to be like, above average. Smarter, better, prettier, more talented, more special. Average is boring and plain, and so average.Posted By Missy On 09.15.2011 @ 8:54 pm
The poisonous plant seemed to be sprouting up in new parts of the world. Spreading, spreading, as if it were some virus single handed destroying the human population. Millions of suicides have been blamed for this plant over time, and I suppose, it’s to say one thing. This plant is love. It’s poisonous, but oh so captivating. So hard to resist.Posted By Missy On 08.21.2011 @ 12:48 pm
why is repeat the only word im getting? i find this quite frustrating.. do i need to sign up or something? hmmm maybe ill do that sooner or later. i miss my boyfriend a lot. he’s always repeating to me how much he loves me and nothing in the world can make me feel better about myself =) love you darlingPosted By missy On 08.16.2011 @ 7:31 pm
I’ve never been to summer camp. Actually, I went once, when I was ten or eleven. Several of my classmates were there, all of them male. I had had trouble making friends, since I had just switched to a new school, and — suffice it to say, it was not a good experience. I spent most of my time getting splashed in the pool.Posted By Missy On 05.05.2011 @ 8:40 am
I met a dinosaur once. It was a long time ago and nobody else was around, but I did. Nobody believed me. I told them “he was huge, scaly, and red!” I told the paleontologists, the historians, even the police.
“Silly little blighter,” they said, smiling indulgently. Some of them even looked concerned.
I suppose I should tell you how all of this started. It’s a long story, so you’d better take a seat.
I spent a summer in Peru with my parents. My mum and dad split up when I was nine, but they were friendly enough to put up with each other for my sake.Posted By Missy On 05.04.2011 @ 6:22 am
Books, books, and more books comes to mind when I think of a bookshelf. However, I want loads of loads of bookshelves in my life. I want them as a reminder of everything that I’ve read and everything that I’ve experienced in my brain as a result of the use of my imagination because of what others have written down in a great moment of creation.Posted By Missy On 04.11.2011 @ 7:51 pm
Cowardice is the worst sin there is. Cowardice is not taking the chances that life presents to you, not taking those leaps that will teach us more than your parents ever could. A coward will never see the fruit of his labor for he will never take the chances to make them grow.Posted By Missy On 02.09.2011 @ 8:37 pm
smells good. I like to wear fragrance often. I also like fragrance in my soap. Fragrance smells good on clothes. Be careful, some fragrance isn’t so nice. I jump out of the way of the not so nice smelling fragrances. Taking a walk along the beach, I smell the scent of the ocean. Sometimes this is good, sometimes not so good. Fragrance is peaceful.Posted By missy On 02.08.2011 @ 11:39 am
there was a very darkroom late at night. it had no light. the little boy thought there were monsters in it. he would wake up in a sweat. terrified. but then he realize it was only a nightmare, he felt angels. the angels always watched over him not matter what.Posted By Missy On 02.01.2011 @ 6:58 pm
i use these when i write letters and I want to send it. I know some people collect these but I never got into that. I like history and I know some are old and would be cool but I really dont think a stamp collection is worth the effort. Thats really all I can write about stamps.Posted By missy On 12.13.2010 @ 5:25 pm