This world is so pure, so beautiful and flawless. Everything has its place, purpose and meaning. Everything is interconnected and all life somehow fits. The trees around me, bending their branches in the wind; their song perfectly fitting for this warm, late summer evening. The crickets joined in the lullaby with perfect ease, with no effort or even thought behind it. It just fits.
The wind itself moves and shifts, slows down or stops completely with perfect timing. Birds fly over my head with fluid motions, mimicking the invisible waves of the wind. The very last rays of light of this day bounce and reflect of everything, as if kissing the world and everyone in it goodnight. Clouds, like gentle giants of the sky, move gracefully towards the North, following some unknown path; playing their part. A lake in front of me glimmers, sharing the sunlight, multiplying it in all directions.
Everything here has its place.
Everything here is perfect, except me, with my thoughts, wishes, expectat
Just A Calamity6.Just A Calamity5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He is not quite sure what to say to her. She is grave as she puts books neatly into boxes, a waterfall of caramel hair obscuring her face. She looks so different now than what has become the usual: sleeves of her fleece jacket rolled up to her elbows, cheeks red and heart thrumming.
She is beautiful, and that is the problem.
He grabs his own box and slowly takes books off the shelves, starting with the short story anthologies in their tattered red sleeves. He hears the skid of cardboard across a dirty floor as she pushes a finished box out of the way.
"I have to go," she says eventually. "I promised Anne that we'd go out to lunch today."
"It's fine." He does not look away from his work. "Thanks for your help, Quinn."
She sighs and stays where she is. She is probably fingering the edge of her uniform skirt or yanking down her fleece's sleeves in order to cover her hands.
"I'm sorry," she whispers eventually. "I ruined everything. You must hate me."
He hesitates and stares at the beat
Insert An Original Title HereInsert something meaningful here. Something which will cause your eyes to brim with tears, something that'll tug at the corners of your mouth until at last you smile.Insert An Original Title Here4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Conjure up, in your empty mind, thousands of words. Short words, long words, complicated words and mished-mashed-rhyming-slang words. Try to find words that make you want to jump for joy, grab those short sentences that describe his shining teeth perfectly, or those which capture the essence of her round eyes like a photograph.
In this paragraph, if you will, place something original. Something groundbreaking. Write here, for yourself, something heart wrenching. Show me the words that'll end world poverty, teach me how to write romance. Scorch the blank empty page with tales of death and hate.
Now finish this if you would be so kind with a h
First KissI open the car door for her. This had been an excellent night. Only one thing could make this the most perfect night between us.First Kiss4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Oh man, this is it. I am so going for it tonight. Alright just get her to the door, but don't rush. You don't want to look over eager.
Taking her hand, I help her out of the car. I lead her away from the car door and close it. I continue to hold her hand as i walk her up the driveway, and to the front door.
God, I hope my hand isn't sweaty. This is crazy. I'm insane for even thinking this is a good idea. Okay, panicking is not helping. HELP!!
At the front door I look down at her. Then I let go of her hands, and wrap my arms around her, pulling her close. I hug her tightly, trying to convey how I feel through my whole body, through this one movement.
This is nice. She's so warm. I love how she feels against me here. Now if only we were nak... focus boy. Alright this is the time. You cannot screw this up. Cripes, I'm so nervous. Must not pis
Playmates -Child DxCDuncan's mother frowned at her son, who had his hands clasped together in front of him; head titled downward and staring at his feet from where he sat in the plastic chair. The picture child of shame.Playmates -Child DxC4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She knew from experience that he felt absolutely no remorse for his deed. Even at six, he was a trouble-maker. She hadn't the faintest idea why on earth she thought he would improve his behavior with age.
"Duncan," Karen Vega, Duncan's first grade teacher spoke from behind her desk. Duncan's head rose, and he shot her a pout. Tears lined his almost teal-colored eyes; identical to her own.
Emily Evans fought between wanting to be the slightest bit proud at his clearly exceptional acting skills, and being disappointed in him. She settled on a mixture of the two.
"Yes, Ms. K?" Duncan responded in a meek voice, lower lip jutting out further.
Emily held back a laugh at his over the top, sorrow-filled expression. Given their current situation, laughing would be entirely inappropriate. Still, sh
SomeoneI want someone...who wouldSomeone4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wake me up in the middle of the night
With a text out of nowhere that says,
'Just letting you know I love you.'
I want someone...who would
Call me beautiful
Without even seeing me that day.
I want someone...who would call me
Just so I would say 'hello'
Because they just wanted to hear my voice.
I want someone who loves rain.
I want someone...who'd kiss my scars.
I want someone who'd tell me they need me
Every single day.
I want someone...to love me.
That's all I want in life...
I want to love and be loved.♥
Crazy in LoveI love him. Don't you get that? Anything else is irrelevant. That's what it was all about. That I love him. More than anything. More than life. Don't you see? He is my everything. But she.. She came in just to ruin it. From the moment I saw her I knew she was bad news. A bad move on his part, maybe, but it wasn't his fault. It was all her. She knew what she was doing. We were so.. So perfect. Perfect for each other, and no one else. And that... That GIRL couldn't stand it. You have to believe me, it was an accident. Whatever she said went on, she's a liar. I would never do that to him. Never. And if it hadn't been for her I would've paid for it by now. I wouldn't be here. I'd be with him. But, once more, she did everything she could to keep me from him. EVERYTHING. She couldn't just.... Couldn't just let us be. Just let us be. Just let us be. Just let us be... She had to RUN IN. Smash her way into our lives. Run down what we built up. All she was was a home wrecker. A dirty, dirty homeCrazy in Love5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Nacreous Not RottenJust because you should be working, doesn't mean you have to be working.Nacreous Not Rotten4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
We need to breathe, we need to live. We need to hear music as its sweet notes stroke our souls. Sometimes we just need to grab the person nearest to us, swing them round and check what colour their eyes are. There is nothing worse than losing someone and then realising you never knew what colour their eyes were... Nothing.
Sometimes we need to stroll in old churchyards, and scrape aside the ivy on decaying tombstones, so that we can read their messages. Because those words mattered to someone, a long time ago.
Life is for living, not for being trapped in dark rooms
It's Yours NowI remember the first day you told me you loved me,It's Yours Now5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the day I knew I felt the same way.
When the feelings in my chest,
threatened to lift me from this Earth.
When my heart swelled.
And my lips turned up in a smile.
And I felt as if anything was possible.
And felt something I never had before;
I felt love. I felt loved.
My heart was put in my chest,
to love only you.
Dear GirlDear Girl:Dear Girl4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me where it's darkest
So I can make it light
Tell me why your scared
So I can chase away that fright
Tell me what to fix
So I can make it right
Tell me where to stand
So I can be within your sight
Tell me when you trip
So I can carry you with all my might
Tell me when you fall
So I can lift you to new height
Tell me if you like me
So I can know just what to write
we can be beautiful.dear you,we can be beautiful.5 years ago in Letters More Like This
here's the thing about me:
i love the rain and singing karaoke and staying up all night. i'm a terrible dancer, but i love dancing anyway. someday, i'm going to learn the names of all the stars and change my name and go barefoot everywhere. i'm going to live in a big city and make cookie dough to eat raw. i love to run and to lie in the grass when it's dewy, and to jump into the cold ocean and freeze my ass off on cloudy days. i hate snow and love quotes, and i plan on dying young and watching my favorite movies over and over while eating rainbow sherbet ice cream and waiting for my toenail polish to dry. if i ever have a son, i plan on naming him jake, and i'm not sure if i ever want to get married. i love new york and the idea of being great. i think words are magical and i'm weird and i don't care.
you should probably know:
i'm not always easy to get along with. i'm argumentative and stubborn and arrogant and afraid. i don't let people get close to me, and if they g
A Beautiful - Terrible SceneYou are in a vast forest. You walk into a big clearing, a meadow. Soft, lush, green grass is growing with little clumps of tiny yellow flowers here and there. The meadow is very big and is surrounded by trees on all sides, but one.A Beautiful - Terrible Scene9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
In the distance you see something glisten in the sun and run towards it. It’s a lake, filled with clear, blue, glistening water, not that deep. At the bottom you can see the white sand and little fish swimming. Around the lake are cherry, peach, and apple trees, ripe and sweet-smelling, in full bloom. You pull a peach off of one of the trees and bite into it, tasting it’s sweet juices.
You look up to see a smooth grayish-black rock with the clear blue water flowing silently over in and into the lake. How could you not have noticed it before? A waterfall. You pull off your clothes, glad you had decided to wear your bathing suit under your shorts and tee shirt.
You slide slowly into the somewhat shallow water. You feel the crisp coldness, and dive
Losing ItI'm losing it,Losing It4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My head pounds
Because that's what
the stress does to me.
Breathing gets harder.
I can't think straight.
My thoughts blur to,
colors of red and black.
The tears come making
Everything a little harder
I can't even control myself,
My head races,
Then picks up on phrase
And won't let it go.
It tears me to bits inside
Ripping away all the good
I had started to feel.
I don't want to go back.
Figuratively: My nails dig,
Deeper into the edge of the pit .
I desperately don't want to fall.
But you walk over and slam
Your foot down, hard on my knuckles.
It's a long fall and it's dark
My screams echo back at me.
Flash back to reality: And I
Don't know what to do,
Where to turn. I feel trapped.
My head throbs and the ache
Hits me fast and strong
Square in the chest.
The group of people
Disappear from my view.
I can't take it,
I can't do this.
Then your arms wrap around me,
"Kristin. Kristin, what's wrong?"
I'm wrapped tight to your chest
Your words f
Pure And TrueHe breaks my heartPure And True4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With his perfection.
Proving me wrong
Changing my mind
Making me write
Or cliche love poems
He turns me into a giddy
Little girl, the "normal"
The regular teenage girl
That too is a cliche.
And I suppose our love is too.
But is it so sweet,
That he so often
Has to pull me to my feet
Or cheer me up?
We are far from normal
Sometimes even further
But truth is,
We fall apart all the time.
Luckily, it's mostly
Into each others arms.
But we're different
We've been broken,
But sewn back together.
Our stitches entwined.
I think we're better
Than most couples
I hope everyone gets to feel
What this love is like
At least once in their life.
Because nothing has ever felt better.
Because we may be broken and battered
But this love is pure and true.
What is this feeling?You make me smile like no otherWhat is this feeling?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Happiness surges through me whenever you smile
Now I know we won't be able to see each other as much as we'll wish,
But like that matters
It's not about how much we see each other
But how much we think about each other
EL SOMBREROThere once was a man who lived in a hut. His name was Thanatos. He collected an assortment of things, but his most prized collection was his hat collection. Thanatos would often just stare of his hat collection in awe, take outstanding care of them, brush off the dust that would fall on them, and would never ever wear them because, then, he might get hair on them, dry skin or head lice.EL SOMBRERO5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One day he went out to town to further expand his collections which were threatening to spill out of his small adobe and had already taken his bed. He now had to sleep by standing upright in the corner of the room, and that wasn't very comfortable, to say the least. But he didn't care. His collections were his life and nothing else seemed to matter to him, not even his health. That was why he had only eaten grass for years, not even caring that they had stained his teeth a bright green.
Thanatos came upon a new shop on the outs