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Your Move“All I’m saying,” she frowned, uncrossing and recrossing her legs under the table, “is that he should’ve been a man about it. I don’t see why he couldn’t say it to my face. You just don’t do that sort of thing over the phone. Not after eight months! Rook to C8.”Your Move4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He nodded, readjusting his glasses as she’d found that he was apt to do when she’d made a move he didn’t expect. “That does seem really cheap,” he admitted, peering down at the board like an old man. “Did he give you a reason at all? Rook to C1.”
She let out a huffy breath and tossed one of her long brai
tangere: to touchtangere: to touch4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dance with me, he says, and offers his hand.
But I don’t know this song, she says, looking doubtfully at him from her chair.
I do. And anyways the gentleman is supposed to lead. She laughs.
All right then. But are you sure?
You should be ashamed of yourself, he says severely. Don’t you have any faith?
In you? No. But she takes his hand even as
It's MagicOnce there was a girl who was born from a stone and she had a star for a heart. One day she met a boy and put her heart in his hands. And it was magic.It's Magic5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Toby didn't get along with the other children at recess. Toby didn't get along with the other children at all. It wasn't that they didn't want to be his friend - children are so accepting at that age - but Toby had no interest in them. So he left them alone, and they him.
At the edge of the playground, just barely within school grounds, there was a little hillock, like the rounded belly of a pregnant woman. The hill bore a massive, gnarled oak. Its branches spread like a canopy, turning the
Seven Years“Where’s Daddy going?”Seven Years6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Quiet. Mommy’s busy.” The harsh rake of a metal zipper closing. The girl carefully lays her bear on the bed covers, then picks him up again.
“When will he be back?”
“When he’s finished.”
“Finished what?”
“Finished doing what he’s doing.”
“What is he doing?” Her mother pulls the curtains, shutting out the dull, feeble light of the muted sun.
“So many damn questions.” The squeak of the springs as she lifts the heavy suitcase off of the sagging mattress.
“Will he be back for my birthday?” The timid voice q
There's a Body on my TablePaul unlocked, locked, unlocked, locked, unlocked, locked and unlocked the door before pushing it open. He took off his shoes, left one first, and laid them by the door in perfect parallel to each other.There's a Body on my Table5 years ago in Horror More Like This
“I’m home,” he called, and from the top of the stairs the fish in his aquarium burbled in response. He counted his steps to the kitchen – one, two, three...fifteen, sixteen, seventeen. He lined up his feet and looked at the digital clock on the microwave - 6:04. He waited patiently, watching, until – ah, 6:05. Letting out the breath he’d been holding, he turned to the kitchen table and-
Oh, God. Paul was sudden
I'll Love YouI haven’t met you yet, or perhaps I have. Perhaps I spoke to you just this morning. Perhaps I won’t meet you for another decade. Perhaps I’ll never meet you. But these are the things I know about you.I'll Love You4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
I’ll love you for the way you love me. I’ll love you for the way you hold me, as though you must convince yourself that I am real. I’ll love the way my name falls off of your lips, like you can’t bear to part with it. I’ll love the way your face smoothes when you’re asleep and you are as innocent as a child, as open as my heart. I’ll love you for the way you disagree with me and refuse to admit
Rain Boot“Jon?” she called down the stairs, without looking away from the mirror she leaned towards, carefully applying mascara to neatly curled lashes. She had one stocking on, and a pair of sensible black pumps were tossed haphazardly on the counter, dangerously close to the curling iron. “Jon, is it still raining?” There was the comfortable sound of sock-footed footfalls from downstairs and the creak of the heavy front door being pulled open. A muffled pattering of rain was answer enough.Rain Boot4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Yeah,” Jon called up the stairs. “It’s really coming down. You sure you don’t want me to drive you?”
“Ye
KissingMy lips pressed into yourKissing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And tears began falling
Not from happiness
but the pain of separation
Cause I knew
I couldn't hold you forever
In this hugging, embracing pose
Just kissing
Given UpI decided something today while I was standing blankly in the shower.Given Up4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I give up.
It broke my heart. Split it in two. But… waiting for something to happen that is never going to happen is tearing me into irreplaceable pieces.
You don’t love me.
Not that way anyways.
I decided to give you space.
You weren’t really talking to me like you used too. You don’t tell me your secrets anymore.
And that’s okay. Its your choice.
But its empty here without your voice. Waiting on a call that will never come.
I’m giving you up before I have nothing left.
I decided this.
I...
I decided this.
Yet, my pho
BookwormYou hide behind your fantasy books.Bookworm4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You are more interested in spies and crooks.
I can’t help but hate,
You don’t even date!
But I like you for more than your looks.
Ch. 5: Friends**AN: Just to let everyone who reads this know that I added some some stuff to the other chapters I've already posted. It's not a lot, but some of it relates to what will happen in the future, so if for some reason things don't make sense or seem out of place in the chapters to come, that's why. Oh and there's some mild language in this chappy, for any kiddies out there....*Ch. 5: Friends5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
“Do they absolutely insist that we wear these things they call PE strip?”
Darigan stared at his new PE clothes with a look of distaste on his face. Everyone at the academy had to wear uniforms during schooling hours, even for PE. A regular uniform
For A Lack of CourageColdFor A Lack of Courage6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like ice
Drifting
Through hands
In my veins
Blood denied
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Cold
Like snow
Heart
Forming
In my soul
A hole
Love denied
----------------------------------
Cold
Like winter
Chance
Fading
In my mind
A longing
Hope denied
----------------------------------
Cold
Like death
Love
Rejected
Of my heart
My unvoiced yearning
I am denied
----------------------------------
Never you will know
You, who are
Too shy am I
For a lack of courage
Scribed here
My intrigue
Passion
Hope
Denied
Forcefully subdued
I am blind
I am deaf
I am numb
I am dead
For a lack of courage.
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Zodiac CursePerfect alignmentZodiac Curse6 years ago in Other More Like This
Look at the stars
Easing your mind
As they gaze from afar
Soothing your tension
Every time that your calm
Suffering from this curse
A forbidden truth
Visions of happiness
Elevate in your dreams
Moments of horror
Each time you remember
For no one can save you
Reliving each scar
Over and over again
Marred till death
There is still hope
Her kindness will heal you
Insignia of the red butterfly
She will give you peace
Coming into your
Unopened arms
Remember she'll make you see
Saving you, loving you
Each time she will be there
Wallflower... Laughter and fast paced music fill this huge room. The night is young; everyone is moving their bodies to the beat...but not for long. A new mood has set upon the place. A slow tempo replaces the up-beat one; the room darkens. Nervously, boys walk over the invisible line that seperates the genders, extending their hands to the girls in hopes for a dance. The girls happily place their own hands in the boys, smiles spreading across their faces. The pairs glide across the floor, gently twirling away, leaving me as a wallflower. By now I am used to this sad feeling of utter sorrow. The feeling of neglect and the feeling of being unloved. I tWallflower...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm Just Me.A bookwormI'm Just Me.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and a dreamer at heart.
Too introverted for her own good.
A tendency to be shy around strangers
or people she has met before.
An observer
of the faint morning sunshine,
the waves of the ocean,
and the wind blowing through the trees,
then takes it all in.
Inspired by elusive fictional heroines,
romantic movies,
silly love songs,
and memories long-forgotten.
She wallows in the music,
or in the silence.
She sees wonder and beauty
in the darkness,
and finds peace
in the midst of a fall.
A passion for God,
for what is right,
and what is good.
She waits for His fairytale,
hoping that someday,
her one true love
w
This is just to say....this is just to sayThis is just to say....4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thank you for the sunset
that turned our hair orange
that made you watch me
and say I
The sunset
was pretty
AccidentAll I remember is the left turnAccident4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
then blackness
I open my eyes and hear screaming
screaming
screaming
screaming
and my hands are pale as death on the steering wheel
and I'm the one screaming
and I can't stop screaming....
Ambulance.
I can only stare at the fluorescent lights
since the neck brace around me prevents me from seeing anything else
and the backboard is so stiff
and their hands are on my toes checking to see if I'm still alive
and my tears flow straight into my hair since I can't wipe them away
Hospital.
More lights
strange machines
and I hear a voice
"Molly?"
It's my little brother
He shouldn't be seeing th
WallflowerBacked against a wallWallflower5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a room of people
all laughing and smiling
One person sitting in a corner
Quietly glancing at the crowd
They only brushed past her
Not giving a second glance
They all went back to thier fun
All of them, extravagent as roses
Everyone of them outshined her
She hung her head and left the room
Why was she here? She didn't belong here
Not among these roses or anyone radiant
She was only a weed among roses, an outsider
She could only disappear, and no one would care
On the stoop she sat as her head rose
Staring intently at the moon, as a smile graced her lips
She felt peaceful, just her and the moon
Away fr
Bookworm's TreatWhile Bella got her manBookworm's Treat5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And Harry found the sword
When Gabby met Troy
And Aurora then snored
I read and sighed
As Edward walked away
And Tally was beautiful
While Jessica brings the light
Beauty fell in love with Beast
I read with wistful eyes
When Bella saved Edward
And Bilbo found the ring
Luke became a Jedi
And Arthur a new king
I let out a sigh
But then I wondered why
This fate couldn’t befall me?!
BookwormLegs crossed,Bookworm5 years ago in Other More Like This
a book in her hands.
In her comfortable pair of pants.
Absorbing the attention of
the story, printed on the page.
Disturb her, she'll give you the look.
Ch.4 New AcquaintancesOut of the blue, a muffled voice came from the monster that said, “Are you two alright?”Ch.4 New Acquaintances6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jim and Dolphy were too terrified to answer. The bug-creature looked at them before its two gloved hands reached up and yanked off its head, revealing a not so scary face beneath it looking at them with worry. Dolphy studied the creature’s “new” face in surprise. His scaly skin was sapphire blue and his face looked like that of a lizard, set with large bright green eyes that had slits for pupils. Although he looked like a reptile, which generally don’t have hair, he seemed to have quite a bit on his head. It was the sam
WallflowerWeakening shoulders resign.Wallflower7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
no point feinging energy.
Gradually melt into the solid
cold and blank block.
not unpleasant really.
better than putting in all that effort
into dishonest fervour anyway.
Stay.
Don't feel.
Don't analyse.
Don't care.
Must Not care.
can't care.
at all.
like this wall.
Watch. Quiet. Hear.
Grin at Nothing in Particular.
Watch. Place Politeness on your face.
React to something you didn't even
listen to.
Detach. Absorb.
Stay, but
...fly away.
WallflowerWallflower7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wallflower in the corner,
Watching the couples as they twirl and spin.
Wallflower in the corner
Watching the dance once again.
Dance little wallflower, come on.
Join us in the dance of life.
Dance wallflower, come on
Let the dance get rid of those signs of strife.
Wallflower watching us,
We're passing you by.
Wallflower watching us,
Let the music bring a sparkle to your eye.
Dance little wallflower, spin.
What will it hurt of you to have some fun?
Dance little wallflower, spin.
Come now, a new song has begun.
Wallflower, look at the smiles on their faces,
Now look at the frown on yours.
Wallflower look at the smiles on thei
The WallflowerThe WallflowerThe Wallflower9 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
By: Skylar Inari
The Wallflower sits in a corner, shoulders hunched against the onslaught of pounding noise. The place is almost deserted and that only serves to widen the gulf between the Wallflower and those friends. They laugh and talk about things the Wallflower doesn't follow, a quick hug and a hello is all they have to spare.
The Wallflower knows that coming was a bad idea. It had not seemed smart even when the idea was first proposed but the need to go out and socialize had been too strong. Now, the Wallflower would have rathered stay home and read - it would be less distressing than the aching loneliness that tighten
Sta.sh
