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With Closed EyesEyes closed. A gentle wind passes. The sound of crashing waves and sweet serenity charm the surroundings. Salty, yet fresh air is detected in the smell; and even with eyes still closed, a glistening light is felt as it warms and shines the inside of her lids.
A quick blink and eyes are closed again. Lights are dimmed slightly as a moon begins to rise in the sky. Still with a tender wind, the sound of blowing leaves can be heard from behind. Cold, slippery grass plays in between her toes.
All these were dreams and visions. Thoughts and wishes contained within this girl. How she dreamed to be in that place rather than where she currently stoo
The Ultimate Blessing From God"You guys have no idea how much I love being around you!" exclaimed Heidi to her college friends who happened to be sitting around the dinner table, "All my life, I've gone through pain and torture of always wearing a mask never being who I really am but God gave me you guys!"
Familiar with Heidi's normal behavior of being excited about most everything, her friends half smiled and chuckled at her antics. "Yes, Heidi. We love you too," they would always respond.
"But I'm serious! I don't think you will ever know " Heidi cast her eyes downwards as she reminisced about her high school past.
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Music Say What"Scrolling through songs and songs and songs and more songs. Is that even possible?" The eyebrows on the man's face continued to rise and make odd expressions as his eyes twitched back and forth.
He had been going through this single ipod for a long time now, and more songs kept appearing, making his thumb grow tired. He switched over to his index finger with a sigh and continued looking down the gigantic list of music that some girl had left on the seat beside him.
"Techno, Alternative, Dance, Christian, Indie, Classic, Rock, Oldies, Punk, Christmas, New Age, Easy Listening, Disney, Soundtracks I could go on forever
A Reserved Proposal to No OneHere I am, sitting at the same old computer at the same old desk, writing about the same old problems. No matter how hard I try, I will never succeed to satisfy those despicable human beings' wishes. They always want this, never need that, picking, nagging, getting in disputes, fighting, yet still hanging out with each other. It is what they call a "friendship" and "community interaction."
Well I, for one, have had enough of all this social propaganda and have developed a plan to resolve my misery. And if you agree with my problems, you would find the willpower to do the exact same thing as I am about to suggest: Build a box and live in it.
UnrequitedLooking into the swirling depths of his hazel eyes, Katarina became speechless. She gulped in order to keep her ever-beating heart back down in her chest. How could he, with one glance, take over her entire being?
She stared at him, eyes flitting from side to side, attempting to analyze his thoughts. She knew only somewhat of what she was thinking and believing. With his blue, green, and brown gaze, it was hard for her to keep her mind in one piece. Random thoughts would soar across her consciousness and suddenly dissolve into thin air. But one thought would continuously come back: "He is the One."
He blinked, and she lost contact with the
A Complex Being SimplifiedUpon my desk, a scattering of objects determine who I am. This variety of knick knacks is the only way someone would understand who I am in both what I want to believe and what may be the reality.
Glancing over, it can be deduced that I am a colorful and exuberant individual. Every single piece lying out is a different color, from a simple black to an arrangement of bright yellow, red, purple, and green. Every object has its purpose, but, at first look, I can be seen as a happy-go-lucky character.
As I pick apart the objects to determine what is what, I realize that certain categories can be then made. And, unfortunately, this is a part of
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