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I thought my bonfire was going to be a big event. But it turned out to be sort of dry, everyone seemed a little tense. Especially the guy who “wanted nothing more than to see me again,”…maybe I shouldn’t have invited him? Then again, it was nice to see him. I just wish we’d talk more.
By Mis Erin Braxton URL on 08.19.2012
By aojeda on 08.19.2012
things have always moved forward. in some way, they’re always going. and even with all the horrible occurrences and events, I feel things shifting into a lighter mood. But it hurts, even just the slight shedding of all this horror. It hurts. It’s a rancid process and I just want it to go ahead and end already. And seriously…why can’t he come back already?? It’s stupid.
By Trey URL on 08.19.2012
My life is eventless. I feel bored and strangely melancholy. I worry and get anxious about the impending future. I know it’s coming, I know it’s near–the excitement and flurry of changing lives. But for right now, for these few days–I feel nothing but a set sadness that no one wants me because I’ll be gone soon enough. I’m something passing through their lives, and to waste time on me is worthless. I feel alone even in the days leading to my rebirth.
By Marissa URL on 08.19.2012
The events that happen to you are what make you a human. The more difficult the event is to over come the more you learn from it.
By cheyenne on 08.19.2012
screw events. events suck. it’s nicer to just stay at home, with yourself (the nicest person ever). you can just read a book. and achieve enlightenment. now THATS an eventful non-event. screw events. events suck.
By a lemon drop URL on 08.19.2012
Many events show up in the newspapers, bad news you know? But it’s the events that don’t wind up with much publicity that are the most righteous ones; festivities, love, even solitude can be beautiful yeah? People should stop anticipating greatness at every event in their lives, and perhaps be more grateful for the insignificant little beauties that they’ve all been overlooking.
By Casey the male on 08.19.2012
Sometimes if you go down the road and turn right you’ll find a circus. It’s a small circus with pretty lights and no animals, but performers doing tricks and pulling the audience in to participate. I’ve never been, and I don’t know anyone else who has. There’s never any announcement about when it’ll be there – it just shows up. Maybe one day I’ll go in.
By Dailenna URL on 08.19.2012
and event, like a circus. i love the circus. other than the abuse done to the animals, i think the circus is a wonderful event. i like the music, the makeup, the clothes, the hair, the stunts. lalala <3
By via on 08.19.2012
in the event of natural, disastrous happenings. 1, 2, 3 in total of events escalate into ordeals, whereby the event has lost its eventuality and has succumbed, pitifully, to nextness.
By sam on 08.19.2012
event is a thing involving action most likely, i cant see how an even can occur without action even if the only action is observance of whatever event may be taking place.
By sean on 08.19.2012
The most important event in her life happened in a flash. It changed her forever. It seemed to go by in slow motion yet a thousand miles an hour. The blood… it characterized the entire situation. The smell of iron clouded the rooms, the stentch of it floating through the air. As she looked at the floor, the walls, and in the mirror all she could see was red. The only other color that caught her attention were her eyes as she stared into the mirror. The deep green, like grass. She lifted her hands to her face shaking vigorously, the coagulating blood stuck to her cheeks, hands and torso. All she could feel was the tingling in her hand, and her heartbeat that raced at a million miles an hour. Her eyes teared, “be strong” she thought. What else could she be? She had no where to go. She turned on the faucet and scrubbed with hard crumpled paper towels they supplied. She couldn’t get it all off, it stayed with her like glitter would on a small child. She couldn’t stand to look in the mirror any longer, and burst through the door only to see the paramedic woman there, “You’re safe now. I bet you’re hungry. Lets get that wound bandaged up.” The blond woman gently put her hand on her back and led her to her hospital room, where she would wait to know whether the family she knew was dead or alive.
By Siobhan Marie URL on 08.19.2012
I guess usually an event is something significant, but technically, and event is just every moment. Every single thing that happens is an event. Maybe that means every single moment is significant, and that agrees with the kill a fly in the past, kill a species is the future thing, but I don’t know if I agree with that.
By Haze on 08.19.2012
It was written into the prophecy that a mysterious event would occur, involving this young girl and her family. For this reason, she was kept locked in a tower and not allowed out, for fear of misfortune befalling her before she was able to fulfil her destiny.
By Raiine URL on 08.19.2012
Events can be just about anything that’s going on. Seems that it was a word reserved for big happenings–parties, conferences and and the like. Now the calendar on my computer calls everything an event, even if I’m just supposed to be doing laundry.
By Jean on 08.19.2012
an event is something that leaves a memory, something that effects your life in some way, it may be minor, or it may be something you remember until the day you die. and event is something everyone encounters in their lifetime.
By Misty on 08.19.2012
The lights were shining, the music was blaring and yet… in the midst of it all, I was alone. I was surrounded by people, being pushed in every direction and yet I was more alone than I’d ever been. No music could drown out this loneliness. No lights could shine in this darkness. I was alone.
By Maggie URL on 08.19.2012
I was supposed to be married at this moment. I thought to myself as I sat on the bed of the closest 3 star hotel I could find. I wondered to myself about my life. I don’t know what it was that provoked me to leave Dan like this. I felt confused, but someone complete at the same time. Maybe relationships just aren’t a part of me, and what’s right for myself. I certainly hoped it wasn’t the case, but it seemed to be supported with all the evidence from my past.
By Kat URL on 08.19.2012
there is event coming up in my life that i want to tell you about. it may possibly change the very fabric of my being. it is a beginning a new start sort of like a fresh tomato as someone i know very well once said…it is like the new page of a book, not yet cracked. you can smell the sharply cut trees on the page. it even feels new. this event will change my fucking life.
By Liz on 08.19.2012
owls and stars and cereal boxes, these days have become blurred into a series of events: you, slouched against the sink, looking at me, saying, are you not going to help?, and I don’t understand how you have become so hurt, so easily,
like the night at the drive-in you cried and wouldn’t tell me why, open windows, backseat passengers peering in, louder than the speakerboxes, my dreams were in black and white that night
(phrases like ‘i am oily with memories today’ and i know i am losing you, the impermanence hurts less when i favor making observations only through my peripheral)
By robyn URL on 08.19.2012
The event happened to be very subtle. The best part of the night was not the drunken shrieks of laughter or kisses firmly planted on unwilling lips. The event of the night was George reaching out his hand to hold his sister close.
By Katie on 08.19.2012
my favorite event was when i was in Spain and everything was great. Now my life event is being written, I am waiting for the script…hope is a good one.
By claudia on 08.19.2012
The event that changed her life happened so quickly. She was sitting outside in the late September air. Taking her soccer cleats off. She could smell her own sweat, soaked into her shoes, her clothes from soccer practice. She had given her all that day and she didn’t know why. Her mom opened the door. She sat down weakly next to her. He’s gone. The world did not shatter. She didn’t even look up from unlatching her shin pads. Yeah. I know. He left today for Guatemala. Now she looked up because her mother wasn’t answering. Her mother looked different. She had never seen her mother look like this. No. Sweetie. He’s dead.
I love dates. I recently went on this one date with a girl named Bobbi Kirkpatrick. I knew from the get-go that she liked me because I made a joke about something that wasn’t funny at all and she laughed.
By Aaron Schulz on 08.19.2012
An event such as this should have been a happy one, she thought as she absently rubbed the tip of her thumb across the martini glass, but all she felt was emptiness. Watching the two lovers dance and seeing the sparkle of the hanging lights in their eyes reminded her of what she never had and wanted so greatly. She desired the greatest gift humanity had to offer; the gift of pure, unadulterated emotional connection. A gaze filled with love, a touch bursting with meaning. Something of significance in a meaningless nine to five life of disorganized meetings and partially drank coffees. As the last swallow of vodka slid down her throat with its signature burn, she thought maybe some people were born to suffer.
By Lorel URL on 08.19.2012
party. an event is an event where people gather and I don’t know. an event. facebook event. people attend it. for a reason.
By bhnjk on 08.19.2012
spent, spent the day
meant, meant to do this
rent, rent a heart
at the event, event
bent and twisted.
By Tram on 08.19.2012
How could it happen just like that? No one ever could have suspected that the whole thing would just collapse in on itself like an unstable high density molecule. I guess that’s the last time he’ll ever try to plan his own damn funeral!
By Yuri Karr on 08.19.2012
In the event that you should experience an event, keep on the calm. Don’t be afraid of the uneventful…..ever.
By Travis on 08.19.2012
Nobody knew what was going to happen, or why it was happening, or even if anything was going to happen at all. Maybe it started out as a rumor told by one man to his neighbor, who then spread it to his neighbor, and the truth became twisted up until the entire town had a different story. But the fact remained that everybody was watching, even though nobody knew what they were watching for.
By Elizabeth on 08.19.2012
In the event that you should experience an event, keep calm. Never be afraid if the uneventful……ever.
grand openings. ribbon cuttings with oversized scissors.
funerals. blacks, veils, silence, cries.
eclipses. sunglasses and heads tilted back.
By MJ on 08.19.2012
What an event it will be, your homecoming. I try not to think about it but the idea of it plays on in my heart on a loop…What an event my darling. Until then, life will be, well, uneventful.
By Hannah on 08.19.2012
By um why? URL on 08.19.2012
I was supposed to be married right now. This is likely the very minute in which he and I would exchange our rings and pithy vows to each other, promising a future of eternal, superficial happiness. I thought to myself as I sat on the bed, glancing at the vivacious streets out of the window in the closest hotel I could find. I’ve always been prudent, apt to run away. I don’t know what tempted me, but I was now adamant. The wedding seemed too.. Idyllic. I knew how blatantly wrong it was. Yet, it somehow feels as if I was rectified. I will never ask for forgiveness from him. I will never deserve it, I knew. I pondered to myself for a good thirty minutes as I scrutinized my engagement ring before dialing the number to the closest airport and booking the next flight to a city soon to be a lifetime away.
There are times, though, when words escape her. They snarl up like skeins of yarn and twist and tangle, making a matted mess of unshared thoughts inside of her. But you, a silly, over-compassionate boy, resolve that you would help the words to come out of her. You have time, patience, and skill for unraveling those knots. So it is you, at the event of her speech, who has the well-deserved privilege of hearing the first words spring free of her:
By WearyWater URL on 08.19.2012
The only event that’s ever been worth going to at McCarthey’s is the day of pride. It’s the only place I manage to not embarress myself at least. I’m a dreadful dancer and I’d take dancing around a fire pit over stepping on a girls foot anyday…although it’s not like I would have a legitimate date to step on.
By Samara URL on 08.19.2012
We don’t really talk about the event. The event that changed everything. It changed the whole dynamic of my family, but we don’t take about it. It’s the skeleton in our closet. The thing that haunts our past.
By Emily on 08.19.2012
party. i was at a party wearing a white wedding dress. i know why i was wearing this dress. i ran away from my wedding. it was roughly six minutes ago. i saw this bar with its crooked windows and cheap sign “doghouse bar and grill.” i needed to escape. this place is a dump.
By maddy URL on 08.19.2012
I was supposed to be married right now. This is likely the very minute in which he and I would exchange our perfect rings and pithy vows to each other, promising a future of eternal, superficial happiness. I thought as I sat on the bed, glancing at the vivacious streets out of a window at the closest hotel I could find. I’ve always been prudent, apt to run away. I knew how blatantly wrong the decision was. Yet, it feels as if I was rectified. I will never ask for forgiveness from him. I will never deserve it, I knew. I pondered to myself for a good thirty minutes as I scrutinized my engagement ring before booking the next flight to a city soon to be a lifetime away.