They went upstairs way too long ago. I should check on them. Maybe, maybe if I just wait a little longer… I need to watch the the ground floor, I tell myself, I shouldn’t worry about a single shot and a little thumping.
.
Marie was always afraid to go upstairs in the old victorian house her aunt lived in. To get there, you had to ascend a creaky staircase that barely seemed to hold your weight, all while portraits of long-dead relatives(and their pets) glared at you, up to a small suite of rooms where the lights flickered, the beds were covered with musty-smelling stuffed animals, and the clawfoot bathtub seemed to take an awfully long time to drain.
Timn
Angrily, I stomped upstairs. My life was over. It was the end of my freedom.
from upstairs, she heard the sound of scuffling feet. she chuckled. her children were up, but she always had the upper hand; breakfast was ready before their little heads could leave their pillows.
as they sauntered down, she popped them each in a chair and each with a plate. “eat up!”
As I walk up the stairs to go to bed I see a man standing there. He was holding a knife. What do I do I thought. I started running down the stairs but I heard him coming after me quickly. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I waited until he got real close to me and I stabbed him, only to realise that he was my best friend.
Kemarie
The whole house seemed to creak
As I ascended the stairs to my room
As if to say that it wasn’t done with me for today
My tasks were not yet completed
Stay awake
Be ready
I ignored it
I always ignore it
And crawled into my nest
And hid my head under my wing
Hoping I wouldn’t have to fly so high tomorrow
There was plenty of room upstairs where the three bedrooms and equal number of bathrooms made it easy for a whole family to accommodate and still enjoy privacy.
Katharine
Why did she do it? She still has blushes on her face from what had just happened. The chilly wind is brushing her hair and she hears drops of blood falling on the cardbord floor. She should have never went upstairs, because upstairs… the darkness has taken.
Lise
They stared wide-eyed at each other, frozen at the foot of the stairs. Their parents were out of town but the floorboards in their bedroom had been creaking steady like someone was dancing. Every few seconds it was accompanied by a slow metallic drag, like a heavy chain. “What the hell?” Shana mouthed silently to her big brother, whose eyes looked suspiciously wet in the moonlight even as his fists clenched up.
She went upstairs to fetch the newspaper out of the the bedroom.
Bluered
i was upstairs when you were in your downstairs. i think we will never meant for each other but i know someday we will. someday that just me and you know, its okay. i hope you understand what i mean and i know you will. but can we last between that time? can we last between that pages we will build together then? i don’t know if you can.
There were noises coming from upstairs, noises she couldn’t explain. When she went to check, the windows were all closed and latched and no one was up there. She asked her friends if they heard the noises, but they said, “No” and became alarmed when she started to become obsessive about the noises, staying up during the night, trying to catch whoever or whatever was making the noise.
That’s where all the treasures are kept. The love, the joy, the tears, the pain. Everything you might want or need to remember is there. Carefully wrapped and packed in a box waiting until you need them.
Cosmos
I had already gone upstairs, so of course, I didn’t feel like running back down. I could hear my sister laughing from the family room, and she has some dumb tv show on… if I interrupted, surely there would an issue
I stared at my son, whose eyes as blue as the sapphire on my wedding ring shone back at me with that typical youthful innocence that you read about in those books that are badly written and overly sentimental. Then I blinked and put down the ladle that I had been using to scoop up soup and said, “Well, you’re here, kiddo. You’re in the kitchen with me.”
Belinda Roddie
Jane hurried around the first floor, no one was there. She looked upstairs, still no one. Still, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up as if she wasn’t alone.
For he insulted me, and I sought to knock out his teeth.
Haikai-Mann
Upstairs might not really mean anything to you. But it means a big thing to someone who’s looking for hope. To whom the only thing that would help right now is a hand, leading him up from his sorrows, upstairs from his downfall.
Upstairs. I really don’t know what this word means to me other than moving up the stairs. Nothing figurative about it, just moving up… You go to the staircase, lift your leg, keep it on the next stair, and continue doing so until you reach your destination which is upstairs.
Ajeeta
Since I was little
I’ve scampered on feet… and hands
to get way upstairs.
Haikai-Mann
Upstairs in the attic of his childhood home lurked a murderous killer awaiting his next victim. He had a tall slender frame and always wore a mask to conceal his identity.
Amy Parker
Upstairs in the attic of his childhood home lurked a murderous killer awaiting his next victim. He had a tall slender figure and always wore a dark mask to cover his identity.
Amy
I told you that I fell up the stairs
because the truth is that
my dad told me that blood comes first
but he didn’t say that next comes
broken bones, concussions, black eyes,
shitty excuses and withheld tears,
so when you asked what my dad is like
i told you that it’s family business,
that blood is thicker than water,
that swords cut deeper than pens.
walking upstairs, I realized how utterly ignorant I was. How could I ever have the heart to kill a man? I was insane. My mind wasn’t just lost, it was completely gone forever.
Kat
No upstairs in here…. only downstairs not sure if thats the best… hopefully soon wont be even downstairs but back and forth and clean and lean and wait and bite and done wohoo!~
They went upstairs way too long ago. I should check on them. Maybe, maybe if I just wait a little longer… I need to watch the the ground floor, I tell myself, I shouldn’t worry about a single shot and a little thumping.
Marie was always afraid to go upstairs in the old victorian house her aunt lived in. To get there, you had to ascend a creaky staircase that barely seemed to hold your weight, all while portraits of long-dead relatives(and their pets) glared at you, up to a small suite of rooms where the lights flickered, the beds were covered with musty-smelling stuffed animals, and the clawfoot bathtub seemed to take an awfully long time to drain.
Angrily, I stomped upstairs. My life was over. It was the end of my freedom.
from upstairs, she heard the sound of scuffling feet. she chuckled. her children were up, but she always had the upper hand; breakfast was ready before their little heads could leave their pillows.
as they sauntered down, she popped them each in a chair and each with a plate. “eat up!”
As I walk up the stairs to go to bed I see a man standing there. He was holding a knife. What do I do I thought. I started running down the stairs but I heard him coming after me quickly. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I waited until he got real close to me and I stabbed him, only to realise that he was my best friend.
The whole house seemed to creak
As I ascended the stairs to my room
As if to say that it wasn’t done with me for today
My tasks were not yet completed
Stay awake
Be ready
I ignored it
I always ignore it
And crawled into my nest
And hid my head under my wing
Hoping I wouldn’t have to fly so high tomorrow
There was plenty of room upstairs where the three bedrooms and equal number of bathrooms made it easy for a whole family to accommodate and still enjoy privacy.
Why did she do it? She still has blushes on her face from what had just happened. The chilly wind is brushing her hair and she hears drops of blood falling on the cardbord floor. She should have never went upstairs, because upstairs… the darkness has taken.
They stared wide-eyed at each other, frozen at the foot of the stairs. Their parents were out of town but the floorboards in their bedroom had been creaking steady like someone was dancing. Every few seconds it was accompanied by a slow metallic drag, like a heavy chain. “What the hell?” Shana mouthed silently to her big brother, whose eyes looked suspiciously wet in the moonlight even as his fists clenched up.
up. building. to climb. steps. upwards. sometime going down. ascending. descending. arriving. walk. run. stumble down.
She went upstairs to fetch the newspaper out of the the bedroom.
i was upstairs when you were in your downstairs. i think we will never meant for each other but i know someday we will. someday that just me and you know, its okay. i hope you understand what i mean and i know you will. but can we last between that time? can we last between that pages we will build together then? i don’t know if you can.
There were noises coming from upstairs, noises she couldn’t explain. When she went to check, the windows were all closed and latched and no one was up there. She asked her friends if they heard the noises, but they said, “No” and became alarmed when she started to become obsessive about the noises, staying up during the night, trying to catch whoever or whatever was making the noise.
That’s where all the treasures are kept. The love, the joy, the tears, the pain. Everything you might want or need to remember is there. Carefully wrapped and packed in a box waiting until you need them.
I had already gone upstairs, so of course, I didn’t feel like running back down. I could hear my sister laughing from the family room, and she has some dumb tv show on… if I interrupted, surely there would an issue
“Mom, where’s the cat?”
“Upstairs.”
“Where’s Dad?”
“Downstairs.”
“Where’s the dog?”
“Outside.”
“And where am I?”
I stared at my son, whose eyes as blue as the sapphire on my wedding ring shone back at me with that typical youthful innocence that you read about in those books that are badly written and overly sentimental. Then I blinked and put down the ladle that I had been using to scoop up soup and said, “Well, you’re here, kiddo. You’re in the kitchen with me.”
Jane hurried around the first floor, no one was there. She looked upstairs, still no one. Still, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up as if she wasn’t alone.
Poem in Fifty Syllables or less:
I set up columns of rocks
In series of ascending heights.
Why needed I this impromptu upstairs ?
To meet at face the tallest knight who says Ni !
For he insulted me, and I sought to knock out his teeth.
Upstairs might not really mean anything to you. But it means a big thing to someone who’s looking for hope. To whom the only thing that would help right now is a hand, leading him up from his sorrows, upstairs from his downfall.
Upstairs. I really don’t know what this word means to me other than moving up the stairs. Nothing figurative about it, just moving up… You go to the staircase, lift your leg, keep it on the next stair, and continue doing so until you reach your destination which is upstairs.
Since I was little
I’ve scampered on feet… and hands
to get way upstairs.
Upstairs in the attic of his childhood home lurked a murderous killer awaiting his next victim. He had a tall slender frame and always wore a mask to conceal his identity.
Upstairs in the attic of his childhood home lurked a murderous killer awaiting his next victim. He had a tall slender figure and always wore a dark mask to cover his identity.
I told you that I fell up the stairs
because the truth is that
my dad told me that blood comes first
but he didn’t say that next comes
broken bones, concussions, black eyes,
shitty excuses and withheld tears,
so when you asked what my dad is like
i told you that it’s family business,
that blood is thicker than water,
that swords cut deeper than pens.
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walking upstairs, I realized how utterly ignorant I was. How could I ever have the heart to kill a man? I was insane. My mind wasn’t just lost, it was completely gone forever.
No upstairs in here…. only downstairs not sure if thats the best… hopefully soon wont be even downstairs but back and forth and clean and lean and wait and bite and done wohoo!~
No more trashing it but stashing it.
building hight step nei