Customer Support"Thank you for calling BIOMEK customer support. My name is Tammy, how may I help you today?"Customer Support3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Hi Tammy, I'm having a little problem with my domestic. I am a little frustrated here. I hope you can help me."
"I am sorry to hear that. I'll do my best to help you. Before we begin I'll need the registration number of your BIOMEK domestic."
"I have the number around here somewhere, oh yes, here it is. It's T11H38X."
"Thank you Ma'am. Let me just enter that and take a look at your account Hmm I see you had a prior issue with this product."
"Yes, we had a poodle and one of the options we purchased with the domestic was the pet grooming download."
"Yes Ma'am, and what was the problem?"
"There was unpleasantness "
"Well we didn't find all of Precious."
"I am so sorry to hear that. I know how you must feel. I'm a dog lover too. I was so sad when we had to put little Tinkerbell down when the new line of Dachshunds were released. What is the issue you are
Aspergers - The Curse We Bear:~ AloneAspergers - The Curse We Bear:6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
~ Dark minded
~ Kids with Asperger's/Autism feel like they're alone. No one understands them. It's like everyone you know hates you and you don't know why.
~ The rate of Autism:
20 years ago: 1 in 10,000
5 years ago: 1 in 500
Today: 1 in 166
Twenty years from now: ?
~ The puzzle pattern on the ribbon reflects the mystery and complexity of Autism/Asperger's. The different colors and shapes represents the diversity of people and families living with this disorder. The brightness of this ribbon signals hope - hope through research and increasing awareness throughout the world.
~ Everyone is unique!
~ Autism and Asperger's are life long disorders.
~ Love make
Ohyes.Ohyes.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The trees are screaming,
And the ligers are pooping out skittles with the old zebra talking in an English accent,
The pink giraffes with the sombreros are row-boating to the chimpanzees,
And the lady bugs with the mustaches,
And toaster strudels are kicking the narwhals with baby traffic cones singing lollipop with a train,
And the UFO with the Christmas mistletoe is trying to gum the eyebrows that are eating the socks with big hairy Sasquatches,
And party poppers that are tanning with tinfoil,
And s'mores that are licking the gravel that have bedazzled underwear,
And swimsuit models attacking killers bees with superman,
And the island that hails the teddy bear that kills llamas,
And nyan's with gingerbread houses,
And fiddles with the paint that defeats the evil muffin,
And chews the man in the moon with pumpkin pie howling with some neon flying cars,
And heading to Narnia with my cookie that Kory sent there last year.
Going Postal...Adrift on a brown paper swell,Going Postal...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I found myself a castaway
In the waves of a corrugated ocean
Of my own making.
Packages flooded the floor--
In blocky and rocky outcrops,
Sticker-coated surfaces smothered
In parcel tape and postage stamps,
Proclaiming warnings in red type.
Perhaps I need to be wary - more cautious
Of the many irksome paper cuts--
A glimpse of a white here and there,
Another angled fin corner.
The envelop mouths of sharks
lurking beneath packing tissue sea-foam
My origami boats became shipwrecked
(I still missed the mailman!)
I had a dreamI had a dream,I had a dream4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was an artist.
People liked my drawings.
They wanted me to draw them.
It made me so happy.
It made smile.
I had a dream,
My fingers loved pencils.
My eyes were in love with the sky.
My oils could talk about the sun.
It made me live.
It made me believe.
I had a dream,
I drew my grandpa.
I drew my wife.
I drew my sons.
It made me sing.
It gave me life.
I had a dream,
I'd stroke your cheeks.
I'd kiss your hands.
I'd call you mom.
I'd feel safe in your arms.
I just was seven weeks old
When you decided
quiting to me.
When you decided for me
if I should live.
When you accepted they touch me.
When they took me off from you,from your warmth.
When they cut my lil fingers
I knew I wouldn't draw anymore.
When they cut my lil legs
I knew I wouldn't be able to walk holding your hand.
When they cut my head
I knew I'd not see the sky I saw in my dreams.
It was not my fault
that guy abused you.
I hate him, I hate him.
But I wanted to be in ur arms.
Why did you do it?
I loved you so mu
Narcissus and his reflectionAs Narcissus kneeled in front of the lakeNarcissus and his reflection4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His reflection smiled and said
"I'm sorry boy,
But you're really not my type"
I LOVE YOUI LOVE YOUI LOVE YOU7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never really knew you
You were just another friend
But when I got to know you,
I let my heart unbend.
I couldn't help past memories
that would only make me cry
I had to forget my first love
and give love another try
So I've fallen in love with you
and I'll never let you go
I love you more than anyone
I just had to let you know
And if you ever wonder why
I don't know what I'll say
But I'll never stop loving you
each and every day
My feelings for you will never change
Just know my feelings are true
Just remember one thing
I Love You!
Vlinders en PrikkeldraadZe zeggen, hoe haal je het in je hoofd,Vlinders en Prikkeldraad5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
maar het vloog zomaar m'n maag in
Ze zullen niet begrijpen, want wie gelooft
het cliché, het moment van vertraging
ze zeggen, zo hoort het niet, dit is fout,
en dat kan écht niet, hoor.
Ze smoezen, dat laat me ook niet koud,
maar gaan de vlinders niet voor?
Ze zegt, ze praat en kletst maar door,
Ze zakt soms door de grond.
Maar zij gaat er niet aan onderdoor,
want zij kijkt niet meer rond.
Ze ziet wel goud, maar ziet te laat
het ijzeren prikkeldraad.
Dempsey's Worst NightmareDempsey's newest nightmareDempsey's Worst Nightmare4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a normal week for Tank Dempsey as he walked peacefully around the park. Being midsummer, the sun shown its rays onto the planet warmly, but satisfyingly so, since it wasn't blistering hot. After a whole week of intensive 'bickering' and 'fighting' he thought to himself softly he thought he deserved a days rest after all. Fighting zombies in many different countries can easily tire someone if they were pushed to the brink. And Tank (unfortunately) was brought to the brink of exhaustion many many times.
After two hours of walking aimlessly Dempsey decided to take a small rest and sat down in the shade under a large tree nearby. But alas it was not meant to be. The moment he sat down and closed his eyes, he heard a shrilled scream of "Oh my fricking god, it's him!" The voice was a shrill teenager' and she was completely giddy with excitement. Tank slowly opened his eyes in protest, she seemed to appear out of nowhere and the girls
Dream of meDream of meDream of me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And if you don't
No need to worry
I will dream of you
Dear MuseDear Muse4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you feel as if you've been replaced.
I guess in a way you were.
But it wasn't my choice.
I want you back.
I don't like him.
He just barged in and tore my heart out.
He hurts me as I write.
I miss what we had.
I took him to that wonderful creation we started.
He filled it with negativity.
It turned lonely, desperate, and painful.
I had to go back and erase.
He brings me gifts of beautiful, heart-wrenching poetry.
I'm tired of it.
I want to return to that wonderful, happy world,
The one he replaced.
I know you must be hiding.
You haven't run away, have you?
I've checked all your favorite places and new ones too.
You're no where to be seen.
I know you're there.
Olly olly oxen free!
Please return to my wounded soul.
Pt: 3-Eleven, Metacrisis, Rose, Amy, RoryOI LISTEN! I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE YOU READ THIS FOR THE BEST EFFECT. PLEASE THIS WILL MEAN THE WORLD TO ME. IT WILL ONLY TAKE A MINUTE.Pt: 3-Eleven, Metacrisis, Rose, Amy, Rory3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Amy broke out of her state of shock and narrowed her eyes and jabbed the Doctor in the arm with her finger.
"What do you mean 'wife'?" Amy yelled as she motioned with her head to the woman. "Aren't," She paused to look at the woman who was currently not paying attention, but speaking to her husband . "-aren't, you married to River?" She accused in a voice barely above a whisper. The Doctor rolled his eyes and faced the two again, focusing his attention to them.
"That was a joke, Amy. Really, you need to learn to live a little." He said as he took the sight of the both of them in. They both smiled back and waved to the other two who looked quite confused. Rory just looked at them, awestruck. He didn't know what to say he just stood there, awkwardly, his mouth open.
"Wait, what do you mean 'that's me.'
Scones and Texting - DoctorWhoWhen River Song took a stroll from her jail cell that morning she did not expect to be finding herself where the circumstances at hand had thrown her. Of course, it was her tradition to meet with the Doctor regularly whilst serving her time in jail those guards never learnt, despite the four hundred and thirty two locks that supposedly stood in the way of her freedom but this 'date' was far beyond what she expected of him normally. She remembered how he'd offered her an arm into the TARDIS as she slithered out of her cell, the alarms instantly screaming in her wake, but before the guards had even opened an eye she'd been away with him, just as she liked it.Scones and Texting - DoctorWho3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Where are we going this time, sweetie?" She'd asked him in her favourite flirtatious tone, one she reserved for him and only him. His gaze had locked with hers, those dark orbs that could appear so dark and merciless at times, yet so witty and juvenile at others, glittered with yet another of his secrets.
KotT Guitar chordsKotT Guitar chords4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
[Bm, A, G, Bm] 2x
Bm, A, G, Bm
Come with me in the twilight of a summer night for a while
Bm, A, G, D
Tell me of a story never ever told in the past
Take me back to the land
Where my yearnings were born
G, D, A, G
The key to open the door is in your hand
G, A, Bm
Now fly me there
(Bm), C#m, D, C#m,
[G, A] 5x,
Bm, C#m, D, C#m,
[G, A] 5x,
Bm, A, G, Bm
Fanatics find their heaven in never ending storming winds
Bm, A, G, D
Auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth
Consolations, be there
In my dreamland to
Lost Companions Chapter 24Rose gazed, deep in thought, at the fantastic architecture of the TARDIS. It had been at least two hours since her talk with Rory she had wandered among a few various floors of the ship, marveling at some of the things on board. Artifacts of alien technology, remains of evil specimens, pieces from ancient histories. She wondered if the Doctor had been present for the collection of all of this, or if it had already been cluttered before his arrival. There was no way of knowing if even he himself was aware of everything on board.Lost Companions Chapter 244 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Had this been a planet, the moon would have risen already the TARDIS had gone into nighttime mode. In the dim lighting, she hadn't seen him approach before he spoke. "Rose Tyler."
She spun, squinting in the dark. "Doctor?"
"Hello." He stepped forward, into the glow of one of the ship's lights.
She blinked in surprise, then said, "Did you and River have any luck?"
"No," he said, leaning against the side of the hallway they were standing in. "But it
Tad's 1st MatchTad's 1st Match4 years ago in Letters More Like This
Dear Vince McMahon & John Laurinaitis
Hello Vince McMahon, We Haven't Been Properly Introduced, My Name is Thaddeaus James Fox, But My Friends and Family Called Me Tad Fox, I Want to Have a Contract for WWE as a WWE Superstar, I Want to Have a Match, and Vince McMahon, Meet Me at 20445 Est Fairfield Rd, Bluford, IL, 62814, Jefferson County, That's Where I Am, So You Can Take Me to WWE to Let Me Have a Match, I'll Darn Guarantee That I'll Become the WWE CHAMPION!!!!!
(Ring) Name: Tad (The Warrior) Fox
Championship: WWE Championship
Opponent(s): Alberto Del Rio, Alex Riley, CM Punk, Goldberg, and Dolph Ziggler
PPV: No Way Out (2012)
Presented By: Diet Coke, & Pizza Hut.
Venue: IZOD Center
Location: East Rutherford, New Jersey
Entrance music: Black Eyed Peas - Boom Boom Pow
Special guest referee: Stone Cold Steve Austin.
Special Ring Announcer: Mick Foley.
Special guest Commentator(s): Jim Ross, Tazz, and R-Truth.
Match Type: Six-man Alcatraz Prison Match
P.S I'm 16 Year
Wake UpFred... Fred.... Fred.... That was it. That was all. You might not think life could be that simple, but it was. They were each other's lives. For George, it was Fred. For Fred, it was George. Every moment, every meal, every day spent together from their creation.Wake Up4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Fred.." George showed no pride. He cried, openly, unabashedly as he pulled his twin's lifeless body into his arms. He screamed. He sobbed. He tried to shake Fred, first gently, then harder. Death had never crossed his mind. One of them couldn't die.. they would die together, or not at all. It just wasn't possible. His heart felt like it had been ripped out of his body and trampled upon.
"Its okay, Fred, it's... just open your.." George choked on his sobs. "Wake up," He finally managed, "Wake up. Wake up. Oh God, please just wake up.." He was vaguely aware of people around him, trying to pry his hands off of Fred, but he wouldn't allow it. He swung hard with one arm, missing, but whoever it was grunted.
The Lonely Assassin?Sherlock had never expected to see fear on the face of James Moriarty, but right now he looked as scared as he could possibly be. The consulting criminal staggered backwards and fell, holding one hand in front of him in defense, his face full of dread and morbid realisation.The Lonely Assassin?3 years ago in Drama More Like This
His voice barely came out as a whisper. "It's you - you were behind everything, it's always been you!"
The detective grinned and took a step forwards, waiting for the criminal to blink.
He didn't have to wait long.
As soon as he did, Sherlock felt the air move behind him as multiple stone angels appeared, reaching out. Jim crawled backwards towards the wall, terrified, but Sherlock stayed where he was. Because they both knew that they wouldn't hurt him.
"It's been you all along, you you're on their side!"
Sherlock's grin faded slightly. He began to walk slowly towards Jim, and he crouched down so that his mouth was centimetres away from his ear. He could hear the criminal's breathing - unsteady and thi
You Give Me ComfortHermione jerked awake, breathing sharply. The dream had felt so realshe sat up and pulled her knees to her chest to be certain she wasn't petrified again.You Give Me Comfort4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ron lifted his head off his pillow, squinting at her through the darkness. "You alright?"
"It was just a bad dream," she told him with a shaky voice. I sound like I'm talking to Rose, she thought vaguely. She rested her forehead on her knees, and felt Ron's arms pull her into a hug.
"The Basilisk again?" he asked. "You always sit up after those ones."
"I wish I would stop having nightmares," Hermione said, frustrated. "That stupid snake is long dead."
"Yeah it is," Ron assured her. He checked the bedside clock and chuckled. "Rose will be getting up any moment now. I don't think she understands weekends yet "
Hermione looked out the window to see the dawn-lightened sky. "I guess I could get started on breakfast," she said. She gave an involuntary shudder.
"You forget about that dream, alright?" Ron told her
Corruption Pt 13It was the tapping at the window that woke him. At first he tried to ignore the constant rapping but soon it became too much and he had to haul himself out of the bed and open the window. The owl flew gracefully in and landed on the desk on the other side of the room. Draco slowly approached the owl and took the letter from it's beak. As per the norm he gave the owl a small treat, which it ate greedily then opened its wings and then flew back out into the night.Corruption Pt 133 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The letter was addressed to Hermione, but was the harm of reading it really? He slowly opened the letter and skimmed it's contents. He froze. This had to be a lie.
"Granger" he chocked out to the sleeping women on the bed, but he realised he had spoken it to quietly to have really had any effect. He walked around the bed and gently nudged her "Granger please wake up"
Her eyes fluttered open slowly
"What is it?" she grumbled still drowsy from sleep.
"You need to read this" he pressed the letter into her hand and she began to rea
Texting: Part TwoJW: Sherlock are you up yet? I need you to bring my briefcase to the clinic. It's on my bed.Texting: Part Two3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
SH: Ugh. Why so early!
JW: Early? It's noon! Are you feeling well?
SH: I can barely open my eyes, the sun is giving me a migraine-headache, and my arms ache. I'm tired. Get your bag yourself. I'm going back to sleep.
JW: Want me to bring you anything? I'm on my lunch break. I can go to Belladonna's if you like.
SH: No, just leave me alone to die.
JW: Don't be dramatic. I'm coming home to check on you. What are your symptoms?
SH: I'm not being dramatic, I really am dying! I can't breathe and my nose is on fire on top of that. I can't speak for my throat and my head is pounding and hot but the rest of me is freezing.
JW: I'm on my way home. rest up. Hungry?
SH: Probably, but I doubt that I'd actually be able to eat anything. Every type of food I can think of seems completely abhorrent to me.
JW: Soup it is then. Preference?
SH: I just told you I didn't want to eat. If you bring that here and I th
QuietlyShe stabbed at her potatoes with a deliberate slowness; the lulls in the surrounding conversation always came when she was in the middle of chewing a mouthful of food, and those lulls were the only chance she got to get a word in edgewise. But those chances passed by each time - someone was always faster, louder, shoving whatever tentative sentence that had been forming on her lips aside. She was too polite to say anything, instead turning back to the potatoes and stabbing a little harder, kicking herself under the table for being such a doormat.Quietly3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
They didn't mean to ignore her soft voice; it only kept getting lost, overpowered by the people around. She told herself that, over and over. Over and over. Over and over. But the mealtimes consistently found her sitting alone because while dealing with loneliness was one thing, having it shoved in your face was another.
In the end, it was easier to deal with it alone than to let other people talk around, over, and through her as though a ghos
8 Christmases: 15 Years Later"PIPPER!" Hermione shouted up the stairs for the 3rd time "THEY ARE GOING TO BE HERE ANY MOMENT!" her daughter however still didn't appear. Hermione knew where she was and she also knew she was with her father8 Christmases: 15 Years Later4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sighing she returned to the dinning room where the table was covered in food and drinks for the Christmas party. On Christmas everyone got together and celebrated, this normally meant 22 people in one house. Suddenly two hands wrapped around her waist
"It looks good doesn't it"
"I'm not talking to you Mr! I've been calling my daughter down here for almost 20 minutes" she said with a smile
"What makes you think I had anything to do with that?"
"Don't play stupid with me Draco Malfoy, I know you've been with my daughter hiding, because you hate getting ready for Christmas"
He smirked into her hair "That doesn't sound like me at all. Plus she is my daughter too"
Sighing she replied, "I suppose your right. She has to get those eyes of hers from someone, everything else though is comp