Fancy Photo

Tuesday, May 29, 2012



Look what I made! Isn't it a Fancy?

Rant

Friday, May 25, 2012

You know what I hate? I hate when you turn around and see someone you hate. It is even worse if that someone hates you then It is all glare and return glare. I can no longer focus. The background melts into hate and my body burns. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. But I am going to pretend that I don't see you. I don't want to deal with my hatred right now.

I made you a picture of this situation. Be impressed with both my effort and my talent.


Eloping

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

I think everyone should elope at least once in their lives. Twice if at all possible. It is a game that everyone loves to play.

here are the rules

1) see a stranger
2) go up to the stranger
3) say hello
4) ask if the stranger is free
5) if the stranger is free ask the stranger to elope with you.
6) go elope

and that is how it is done!

Soooo

Sunday, May 20, 2012

No fire today. Although I have enough written to keep you all entertained for a while. I don't feel like typing it up. Plus I graduate today, so I can do whatever I want. :P

Princess

Friday, May 18, 2012


I think this story should have a princess. Not only this story, but in every story. Just so you know it is fiction and takes place in a different world than this one. Our reality has no princesses. Princesses belong to better worlds than this one. Worlds that include time traveling, and space traveling, and most importantly plumbers. I think this story should have a princess in it. 

Books

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Did you know that I have two works of creative writing in book form?

No?

Then you haven't read the about me page.

The first book is called Living Nightmares and Nonsense Dream. It is a collection of short stories and silly writings.

My second book is called Murder for Children. It is a short book about a murder and the detective solving it written with short world so that even those learning to read can enjoy this death, plus it comes with 12 photos! Hurray!

Broken Glass

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Broken glass covered the floor. We tried to sweep it up but we didn't make much of an effort. I say we, but I really mean he. He swept the glass into a pile, leaving pieces scattered about. He was doing everything to keep me together. I found this funny because he was broken too. He just knew how to hide it. I was just so broken I couldn't hide the cracks. Still I hadn't fallen apart, like the glass bowl that litters our floor. I say our, like I own it too. But I don't. He owns it. I stay here. Much like the sofa that I pretend is my bed. I own nothing. What I do own is my life, yet no one really trust me with it. I own it much like a child owns a cat. At the end of the day someone else is still making sure it is feed. Sad. The bowl broke without warning. Just sitting firmly, flatly on the counter. It crashed. No one touched it. Maybe we all brake without warning.

Fire (Part 2)

Sunday, May 13, 2012


I couldn’t breathe my throat was dry. I looked to my nightstand I have learned recently to always keep a glass of water there. I have gotten used to keeping a glass of water nearby for the dry throats I have been waking up with. The nightstand was completely empty. My books and lamp were gone and most importantly my water was gone. I started panicking. I couldn’t breathe. I darted to my door. It was sealed shut. I slammed myself against the door. If I didn’t get water I would die. I could feel death tapping on my shoulder.

Click here for Part One

A letter to my paper

Wednesday, May 9, 2012


You are white piece of paper, white and so very lacking of knowledge. I am full of knowledge and idea but I cannot be white. Once you learn you lose that innocence. I ate but I am hungry. I am always hungriest when I eat. I am never hungry when I don’t eat. I always thought it would be the reverse.  I want to give you an idea and turn you into something resembling myself. But my mind goes blank and pretends to be something that isn’t tainted with thoughts, something resembling you.  I guess I cannot bring my self to taint you.

Things I Miss

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

I miss the sun that shines in the South while I sit here freezing in the rain. At least it is not snowing anymore. I miss seeing friends and having conversations with someone other then the television. The characters don't always respond they way they should. I miss having a family and dinners that did not consist entirely of potatoes. I miss sleep. I miss being single some days. I miss having a home.

Tired

Monday, May 7, 2012

My eyes are heavy. It seems like I am always tired. I should have done my work yesterday, but I spent the day in bed crying. Friday I did the same. I think I got sick in the study, but that could have been a dream. My belongings live on the chair, he keeps saying that I need to clean them up but they have nowhere to go. I think we both no that cleaning them up means I have to move them out. Something that neither of us want to talk about. But our time is running out. I cried all last night. He licked my face.

Fire (Part 1)

Sunday, May 6, 2012



The fire was in my hand and I needed to save it. I had to save it. Or the world end. My world at least. But I my world was already ending. I just had to save the fire. That was my one task. I tried to escape. Went down an ally.  He caught me.

My eyes flew open. It wasn’t morning yet but I wasn’t going to back to sleep. My body was shaking and my nose was stuffed. I was crying. I didn’t know how long I was having the dream but fire was consuming me. I was dreaming of fire every night: fire burning random objects, fire burning me, me smuggling fire out of this place. I was always stopped. He always stopped me. Then I woke up.

Blue

Friday, May 4, 2012

I bought new underwear so I didn't have to laundry and I stopped wearing socks because I dont have any. I cried more that week then any other week. Not because of my lack of laundry but in an addition to it. I would have to thank him for putting up with me and for always putting up with me. I cried half the night because I had to. Crying makes people feel better. Yet it made me cry even more because I was a nuisance keeping everyone up. I hardly notice the sirens from the cop cars. They drive by so often.

Baby

Wednesday, May 2, 2012


I was supposed to give the baby a name- any name- but it was harder than it seemed. I wanted to name it Wednesday, but my father freaked out and started to yell and demanded to know why I tried to be a freak. When he yells he grows really tall and it isn’t fun. So I named the baby Lilith and took it to the dentist. After it cried every five minutes at the dentist, the baby was left in the closet overnight. I have no mothering skill. When I returned the crying baby, it was announced that I killed it. I responded with locking the baby in a closet overnight wouldn’t have killed a real baby. I put my head down on the desk and imagined robots taking my teacher hostage. 

Skeletons

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

The crazy thing about skeletons is that you never know who is a skeleton and who has a skeleton. It used to be easy. Skeletons has skin and people did not. Pardon me. I mean People had skin and skeletons didn't. However people had skeleton under their skin. Things got confusing when skeletons starting to wear skin. At first this wasn't a problem because of the obvious silver zipper. However, as time passed the silver zipper was less and less obvious until one couldn't even see it. The problem about skeletons is you never know who is and who is not.
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