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i opened up the cabinet and pulled out my box. a box of pictures. a box of memories. and a mix tape. i put it in and listened and it took me back to a time when you were mine. i miss you.
By Macy on 07.28.2012
the cabinet is a mystery, who knows what will be inside it, a medal box, vines, people,an elephant who knows it could be any thing. this burden holding a mystery. can you open the cabinet or is it too dark and scary for you beastly kind. are you too scared im not. i know when my friend went in there he never came back out, 4 years ago. my grandad went in there, came out and dropped dead. will you be the next one to go in that room. and open the cabinet.HHHUUUUHHHH
By Averi Drew URL on 07.28.2012
LArge and wide, it opened before me. The inside beckoned for me to come in, but I was too afraid. IT’s secrets terrified me because I knew once you went in, you couldn’t come out.
By Rebel on 07.28.2012
i’d LIKE TO HAVE A BIG HOUSE WITH NICE CABINETS. my Cabinets ARE PLAIN THEY HAVE NO LIFE.
By tonya on 07.28.2012
In the dark room, a quite mist crept across the floorboard. A dank, musty smell, like that of your grandmother basement seeped from the old cabinet hanging over top the counter. You dared not open it, for you feared what lay inside. But finally, curiosity got the bets of you….
By WildZero on 07.28.2012
The cabinet compelled him forward on the slippery, recently-waxed floor. He was wearing wool socks and had a hard time keeping his balance, but he needed to see for himself what his sister had hidden in the cabinet before sprinting away, giggling maniacally.
By Joseph on 07.28.2012
The cab I netted,
I won it in a bet,
but it was all set,
an escapade to pet,
like milk from the tet
By Simon Says.. URL on 07.28.2012
I was a mischievious boy back then. I would put all my disordered clothes in my closet. One day it all piled up. As i was sleeping in my humble bed, my cabinet began to shake. I was terrified by the startling sound.
By AG on 07.28.2012
As of right now, I know not to hide the body in the cabinet. Obviously the bathtub is the best place. Or perhaps the closet. Just not the cabinet. The thing with the cabinet is that it’s so obvious that that would be the first place people would look. That or the freezer, looking for the corpsicle.
By Dee URL on 07.28.2012
i saw the purple cabinet it was very unique i looked at it and it was stuck it wouldnt open there was something lodged in the cabinet door. i couldnt tell what it was it gouged out and it was blue , i went closer and i saw it was a little smurf.
By breanna stevens on 07.28.2012
Cabinets are sturdy. They are a place to hold pieces of you, and your life. In a way, they hold your entire life within them. Journals full of experiences, clothes worn on memorable dates. Cabinets are important and beautiful without you even knowing it.
By Cynthia on 07.28.2012
oh am i typing about cabinets again? ok well we don’t have good cabinets in this house. nothing juicy in them. no depression pills or rogaine or whatever people keep in juicy cabinets. i have an underwear drawer but i dont think that counts. i used to keep my secrets in there, but i stopped.
By jill on 07.28.2012
i was mad at my best friend i hated her i looked at my cabinet and thought , i could kill her and hide her body in my cabinet , no one would ever know. i could slit her through and stuff her in the closet. why7 not? ill never get caught ill do it. watch out the cabinet is big enough.
During my childhood days, every minute of my time was spent beside a series of cabinets. To my wonder and curiosity, i began to pen them. Momma scolded me for doing so, telling me that it is the worst sin a child should ever do. Years grew and i grew taller. Finally, curiosity killed the cat. Red, thick liquid oozed from our cabinet.
By Kiara Moulin URL on 07.28.2012
I humans all lived in cabinets, I’m sure the world would be better. People seem to be less concerned about what they have when they have less of it. If there is just a cabinet, people would worry less and think “gee whiz, I live in a cabinet”.
By Marsupial Jones on 07.28.2012
Quinn grabbed a teaup from the cabinet. It was blue, and I was beginning to suspect that blue was her favorite. There where blue things everywhere. It was a nice color, and it matched her eyes.
By emily faith on 07.28.2012
the cabinets were as old as the house. who knew what lived in there? it was enough to think about at midnight, staring into the dark, moldy hole of a drain, wondering, what energy she sensed watching her. Coming from in there? Gross. Coming from out there? More complicated.
By spacialle on 07.28.2012
INside the cabinet were things that the kids could not reach. There were things that they wondered about. Things they wanted. They dreamed of days that they could reach high enough to open the cabinet themselves. That would be the day.
By Kimberly Hooss on 07.28.2012
It’s just my tendency to romanticize the idea behind any word. The plain old boring word “cabinet” is no different. I like to think of an old, intricately carven wooden box with an ornate handle hanging on a wall. I think of the mysteries it could contain such as Grandpa’s ancient knife collection or Grandma’s stack of unpublished poems and manuscripts. Or maybe it’s a sleek metal container in a laboratory somewhere that holds all kinds of chemical viles or strange pieces of flesh and organs.
By khakicat URL on 07.28.2012
I have a filing cabinet within many interesting documents in there, some which I prefer to keep to myself and others which I am more than happy to share. Like you perhaps? Each one of us seems to present a neat picture, but my question to you is what is in your filing cabinet?
By Jordan on 07.28.2012
the black laquered cabnit swayed open in the moon winds of novascocha. I ve never been he thought to himself. and now im here. why? who is this women? that devilish smile. the way her head cocks like a falcon ready to plumit. i cant even remember her name. shit here she come.
By dan joe on 07.28.2012
I hate when people leave the cabinet doors open. I have had numerous purple welts on my face because some idiot was to lazy to close the stupid door. Is it that hard?
By Martin Devereux on 07.28.2012
water swept down the side of the porcilin sink. It pooled around their feet. niothing now but heat. and wet floors are tough to
By danjo URL on 07.28.2012
I hadn’t seen her in the eyes. I refused to let her know how drunk I was. Yet as I reached for the paprika, she walked in the kitchen and smelled the weed and tequila on my clothes. This was the final straw. I woke up to a note and a half empty closet. Damn.
By Ruben URL on 07.28.2012
I was set on buying a cabinet this week, but I didn’t due to insufficient funds. My checks never seem to bear enough monetary weight.
By cinthya on 07.28.2012
i hate cabinets. i feel like i get hurt from them way too often. mostly because my mom leaves them open all the time. like, honestly it takes less than half a second. just close the freaking thing. everything should slide open and closed. stupid cabinets. and low cabinets are jus the perfect height for hotting my poor baby kneecaps.
By TaylorLondagin URL on 07.28.2012
I love cabinets! You can store everything in there, from Nutella to my favorite books. I guess they are extremely important in a house. and I’m not even thinking what I’m writing
By Dili URL on 07.28.2012
the cabinet held Jane’s most prized possession. she would fight anyone and everyone to keep it for herself. give her a champion wrestler, she would give them the old one-two. give her a robber, she would go cop on their asses. she would not, absolutely would not, give up her honey peanut butter.
By Kriss on 07.28.2012
I really miss the many drawers that held the library catalog. The hole punched cards kept in order by a little rod that ran through the bottom. I remember being stung by a bee, under my chin, while standing at the catalog looking for something.
By Lucinda on 07.29.2012
The glasses chinked, as she searched through the china cabinet. Far in the back, her hand fell upon the item she was looking for. They were clear, with gold edging and they were hideous. I didn’t even like horses. Particularly these. Yet, I smiled and thanked her.
By Mieke on 07.29.2012
There are lots of medicines in the cabinet. Most of it is stuff that i don’t even remember buying or using. But I guess they could still be in there from the little kid days that fade from your memory more and more each day. ugh. I wish they didnt do that. I wish there was some kind of plug that we could use to upload all of our memories before we got older and our brains pushed them out, so we would never have to forget.
By Marie Trudel URL on 07.29.2012
cabinet is normally in your kitchen and you keep food, table wear, etc inside of it. it has the ability to carry and store many objects which is very useful and helpful in numerous households. In every home there are at least 5 cabinets inside which is very popular if you ask me.
By sydney on 07.29.2012
I have a drinks cabinet full of politicians, who think they are every important but I would prefer it if I had a bottle of Gammeldansk or a really good bottle of red wine. Like a Shiraz or a pinotage. Cabinets are useful items of furniture or elements of a democracy. Wich would you prefer? Drinks or politicians full of hot air? I guess we need government but one has to wonder a the usefulness of some who are often referred to as blood suckers and not damn good to anyone or anything!
By Kris on 07.29.2012
Cabinet. Wardrobe. Cabinet. Wardrobe. What’s the difference? Better check the dictionary.
I want a cabinet filled with the most glorious clothes, the finest jewelry, the best fantastic accessories, and the most coveted shoes. I wanted those. Ever since I was a little girl, they’re what I have always wanted.
But I am a poor girl, with poor resources.
By allaboutalice URL on 07.29.2012
Storing her thoughts away was much harder than simply letting them loose upon unsuspecting listeners, but at this point, it was becoming a necessary sacrifice.
By L. A. Smith URL on 07.29.2012
How many things can fit into that limited space?
Sure, it may be big, but it’s not endless; stuff too many things into that cabinet and one day it’ll burst.
By Mandy URL on 07.29.2012
A cabinet can mean so many things. It can mean a group of ministers. It can also mean a place for storing your stuff. It is also a place for storing secrets. There are few we let into the cabinet of our mind. Some of our closest friends who are allowed into its recesses to see the secrets that they, and only they can understand and accept.
By Vijayalakshmi URL on 07.29.2012
Cabinet. Really? hmm.. well.. you put stuff in cabinets? They’re great to hide in for hide n seek.. if you want to be found fast. Unless Narnia happens to be in the back of it. Then it would be an amazing place.
By Sophie Shrimpton on 07.29.2012
the cabinet was standing in te corner f the garage. Old and battered, it had held the records of a lifetime until the fire. The flames tracked so quickly down the hill we had no time to retrieve its contents.
By Marion Brown on 07.29.2012
There is a cabinet lurking in the dark recesses of the upstairs hallway. Dust motes cling helplessly to the obscured glass windows, like limpets clutching a battered sea coast. A panoply of knick-knacks reside on the top shelf- a broken yo-yo, a sepia-tone photograph in black and white, a dusty music box that had lost its voice decades ago.
By Eimear on 07.29.2012