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
The rain within...The rain within...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was nothing outside but rain. I stood by the window, counting the drops and wondering just how many fall in between two heartbeats. Clouds were looming over the city, leaving no trace of the blue sky. I knew it must still be out there, just as the Sun is as well, but at this moment, I felt nothing but the rain; saw nothing but the grey.
The world outside didn't seem to care. Occasional bird would still fly between the park and the roofs, looking for food for its young. Branches moved in silence, touched by the cold, merciless wind. Earth itself lived on as if nothing has happened, and that hurt me more than anything else.
I reached in my pocket and took out a framed photo. You smiled gently at me from it, as you always did when our eyes met. I fought the tears swelling up, leaned my forehead against the cold window, trying not to feel the raindrops on the other side of the glass. I followed a single drop, watched it slide down, drawn by invisible but ever present force that ultim
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
Just A Calamity6.Just A Calamity4 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
it was just a jokeHello, my name is Anonymousit was just a joke3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
and I am a bully.
I have always been the girl who gets what she wants, especially in high school. I had them all under my finger. Students, staff and the PTA. Then this new girl came to my school, my territory. Her name was Anna.
There was this boy I liked. He was that guy, and he was the one thing I still wanted. I'd had guys but that guy was the one Then Anna came along. I knew, when I saw them together exactly what she was thinking. She liked that guy too.
She was getting in my way. Anna was sweet and charming and such a cutie, that guy was bound to fall for her. I was jealous. I decided to play a joke on her. So one day, while I was sitting next to her in class, I took a pen and wrote SLUT on Anna's arm, where very one could see it. She was shocked, I could see it on her face. She almost cried.
I knew that guy didn't like girls who had been around. I knew that Anna wouldn't get in my way again. But I was wrong. He helped comforted Anna and helped her was
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
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
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
That SmileYour smile is amazing,That Smile4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It can light the darkest night.
The joy it brings to your eyes,
Is a one of a kind sight.
Your eyes always move me,
Almost always make me smile.
I know why I still love you,
Cuz you'll go the extra mile.
Even on a bad day,
That smile can still show.
All you need is a hug and a kiss,
And all your bad feelings go.
You know how to get me to smile,
You continue to stand by my side.
And it seems when I'm with you,
I have nothing to hide.
I love you,
It's all I know I can say.
I hope to continue on our path,
I don't want it another way.