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Over 90 days ago
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Tomorrow: Chapter Two

The second chapter of Philena's story... hope you enjoy. I shall submit two chapters a week...

Lying in bed tonight, I pull my sketchbook out from under the bed and open it to a blank page. I have to be real sure that He’s not going to come anywhere near here that way He won’t know I’m drawing—or He’ll both take everything away and garbage my work...

Tomorrow: Chapter One

The first chapter of Philena's story... hope you enjoy. I shall submit two chapters a week...

I enter the doors to my high school, a senior. First day back to school and apparently I'm supposed to be shrieking and crying like an idiot, going, "Oh my God I haven't seen you since... two days ago!" to all my friends... wait, what friends? But instead...

Philena: Evangeline 2

A little more detail... from where the other one left off 'til the present... Philena's POV

You joined Alexa for a while. I saw you in the halls with the Pinheaded football players we used to laugh about. You mostly ignored me the first half of sophomore year, and, surprisingly, so did the Blonde Squad. That all changed right around finals time...

Prom

What I dreamt of... what's actually probably going to happen...

Purple gown down to the floor silver accents brought out by silver pumps and clutch handsome man by my side opens the door lets me in first first song slow song dance close together kiss dance goes by quickly... homeward bound we are goodnight kiss gushy...

waves crash, I trembleThe world around me begins to crumblea volcano erupts, hot lava everywhereThe veil between reality and dream meltsa gust of wind blows the cloudsno more sun, I'm in the darksomeone find me, someone come,I cannot find my way out.

Yule Fire (a White Christmas parody)

Wrote and sang this for Creative Writing class... perhaps I'll sing for y'all too.

I imagine a yule fire with all my loved ones gathered 'round All the children singing and lovers cuddling so near, happiness abounds. I imagine a yule fire with every candle that I buy You enjoy your Christmas and I, I'll enjoy my rituals and light. I ima...

Miss Christie

It just isn't the same...

"They look like ants, bustling around out there," she mutters to herself as she looks out the window, down to the city below. Turning away, she finishes getting ready for her show, the final touch will come right before entering on stage right. There's a...

Melanie's New Muse

Melanie, Sophie's sister, is now an author...

The trees are so beautiful this time of year- frosted with snow like a sprinkling of powdered sugar. "Too bad it is too cold to go out," Melanie whispers to herself, backing her chair away from the window and her computer desk to instead sit, uncluttered,...

The Wait

An Assigned Write from Creative Writing, written today, eleven sentences, piece by piece...

The bus rolled up and opened its doors like a slug sliming up a leaf. I could walk 25 miles to Seattle before the driver even put on his blinker to alert car drivers he was parking there. There are other days I would complain about this, ranting without e...

I walk down the hall. There's a hutch with trophies in it, all of them made of gold or silver. The floor is wooden, stained oak. Stairs are ahead of me and my friend stands at the bottom. I try to smile, but my lips get stuck at a grimace. She looks up at...