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The OmeletI went to church today.
I'm an atheist, but I went anyway. I go every Sunday. People say that I'm a hypocrite or a dirty liar, but I'm not. I just go to church. You learn stuff there, like how to be a better person and how to be tolerant.
I mean, it's not like I worship there. Sure, I sing the songs, but I can't help that. I'm singing anyway, so what difference does it make if it happens to be a hymn? My best friend goes there. I think I would probably waste away if I couldn't see her any less than once a week.
The sermon today talked about September 11th. Six years ago, on my ninth birthday, hundreds of people died.
Or maybe I'm getting it wrong. Maybe it was thousands.
I don't like to think about that day. I do anyway, but I don't like to. I think about how selfish I was. I got really angry at my mom for making my omelet "wrong." She had made it specially for me. But still I went to school, beaming and happy-faced with cupcakes in hand for my class.
I had hardly touched that omelet.
"Mother, please don't make me go, I have nothing to wear and besides I'll be bored out of my skull," I said as I rummaged through my closet in a last ditch effort to try and find something ‘nice’, just in case she insisted that I go to this confounded party. It was just going to be adults, sitting around getting tipsy, and talking about nothing that interested me, sigh! I heard my mother's stern voice from a distance somewhere from within the house "Get ready and I don't want to hear another word about it!" she screamed back.
An hour later, we drove in silence to a friend of my mothers home, that she had known since childhood, who was giving a dinner party reunion at a rented hall down a long driveway and across the road from where she lived. We were greeted then lead into her formal sitting room, where the fireplace was lit and her old 'pug' dog was stretched out in a fitful sleep, snorting and writhing about, like it was chasing some feral cat.
charmcaster and the stonecharmcaster was looking for a way to get revenge on gwen she was searching mystical stone that is said to have magical propertys she found a stump surrounded by pine trees and one that stump was a stone that glowed purple "this must be it!" charmcaster said she picked it up and she fell right on her butt "why did I do that I felt like I forgot how to stand or something" she thought out loud she felt a soft tushy feeling between her legs and butt she looked down and she saw she was wearing a diaper "how did that get there I got to take this off!" charmcaster said she tried to stand up to take the diaper of but just lost balance and fell on her bottom again she had an almost irresistible urge to cry about it but she got over it "what the heck is happening to me!" charmcaster said the diaper was getting poofyer then *blart* "did I seriously just crap my pants?!?" charmcaster was becoming alarmed but slowly she was beginning to like the felt of the soft diaper around her butt it was
Nothing It all happened so fast. Like, a bullet that shot right through a heart.
I glared towards my aunt, clenching my teeth. Muttering, I spoke towards my father. "Can I cut that dog free?" "No. You'll get in trouble." "Me?! They stole a huntin' dog! From the streets!" I threw my arm to the side. Hanging around the county got my little accent going on. My dad hadn't said a word after that. He knew it was wrong. My aunt had stolen a dog with tags and collar. Dad was going on about wanting a picture of the poor thing before. ".. I'll take a picture of it. Gimme your phone." He had sighed then, and gave me the phone. Silent after that. Taking his phone in my hand, I turned towards my aunts van.
On my way, there stood my aunt yelling at my grandmas sister. "You mind your own business! I'm sick of everyone telling me what to do!" Glaring towards them, I tore my gaze as the sound faded. She needed to listen to us. Everyone, and yes I mean everyone , told her to let the dog
SUPER COLLAB BOOK THING! (Asking for participants)Fellow PMDU members, I have an idea. How about all of us work together, and create a story for our characters in PMDU to read and enjoy? A massive collaborative project with no limit to the imagination~
Details can be found behind this link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/15DtNWv7Gexh01fU7-XiU_TVxgTas8-r7AUxGZQvRGiI/edit?usp=sharing
The Thin Line of LifeThe Thin Line of Life
If one were to walk the thin line...
The thin line of life...
They would need to walk blind...
For fear would freeze them in place...
Fear to put a foot in the wrong space...
The spaces split between great peace or distress...
Some stop walking...
Some keep going...
Others wobble and fall...
No matter how long and far you walk, never stop.
The line never ends till one day you open your eyes and see...
That you see you didn't need to open them anyway.
Goodbye Long HairDear Long Hair,
What we had was great. But then things started to split and our relationship became a love hate one. Sometimes you'd cooperate and make me feel pretty good about myself. Other times you weren't there like I needed you…Sure you were there but it wasn't like the real you, the good you. Sometimes you just wouldn't decide what you wanted to do with yourself which was hard for me. And I'm sorry that I would pull at you and threaten you, I never wanted to hurt you. I admit, I should have taken better care of you. Life with you was so wishy-washy though and as much as I could love you (at times)it just became a hassle to deal with you. So I let you go, I cut you from my life as cute and wonderful as you may be I had to move on and find something new. I do miss you though especially when I look at old photos. I can get kinda jealous. But then I think "no, I can only see the good things in these photos... these pictures don't show the countless hours of effort I put in and
The Secret of the VampiresIt was since midnight, and I was all alone. I have a very struggling days of having rumination forever since 2010. While ago, my mother brings back home with a pizza. However, I was happy that I ate pizza and continue on my computer. But today, when I came across a sprite page where I was about get Double Dragon 5 sprites, some weird pain felt in my head and back. "That's odd... I know my head and back's hurting. I'm gonna get some pills...'" So I get off and asked my mother to bring me pain pills. When she says "yes", I got the pain pills and get back onto the computer.
When I took some pills and was about to get DDV sprites once more, my head and back hurts worse The pills shouldn't work, but a terrible pain aches all over my body, including my arms. It worsen more when it start sharpening my fingernails, which developed into solid, black claws. My back feels very painful when the appendages started sprouting from it. The append
To Protect YouChapter 1:
I woke up one minute before my alarm, as I always do, waiting patiently to go off and force me to wake up. It’s the first day of College today and it’s the beginning of my third session out of six. The alarm start beeping, I stand up and I walk to the other side of my room to turn it off. It’s a trick I discovered to force me to wake up: to put the alarm as far away as possible from my bed so I need to stand up. I take a pair of underwear and walk naked to the bathroom next door. I haven’t slept with any clothes on for years and I don’t intend to start now, the feeling of sleeping and having nothing to restrain your movements is just simply amazing. I enter the bathroom, turn on the light and the fan and force the sleeping cat out. There are two cats living with us. The first one is the one sleeping in the bathroom named Garfield, due to his ginger color. The other one is named Subway. My father’s coworker found him in the subway tunnel wh
Hachi's Adventures -- Entry #1Today we went to the beach!
It was loud and noisy, but there were so many dogs!
And so much sand! And water!
I had no idea what to do.
I decided I'd go to the dogs first.
Man, they were all wet.
I hate getting wet.
Especially when the dogs decide to shake the water stuff all over the place.
I don't like that.
The water was scary though.
It kept on going baaack and foooorth and baaaack and foooorth.
It was really nasty tasting too, so I guess I'm not going to drink it.
I don't know why my humans even want me to go near it.
Just get me off this dang leash if you keep dragging me to that weird water!
Oh, yay! They let me off the leash!
Now off I gooooooo-- Ooh, a puppy.
Let's sniff it. Oops, I scared it. Why are they so scared of me?
I'm a big lovebug!
Okay, the Big Guy wants me to go back down.
I shouldn't be on top of a hill, apparently.
I'll just head back that way...
And now Big Guy and Big Sis are taking me in the other direction!
What's over ther-- RU
A letter to my best friend.You're my best friend. My very best friend. If there's one thing I've ever been sure of, it's that.
But now I'm not sure any more.
I mean, I would love to believe that nothing has changed over the past week. But somehow I think that it has. I don't know how or why, but suddenly you're only talking to me about a boy in your math class you think likes you and then walking over to two other boys. Don't get me wrong, I like them. I wish they were my friends, but they don't like me.
Maybe you're just more charismatic than me, or something. Maybe I'm just not as pretty as you are, so they'll accept you as their friend.
But not me.
You are my best friend, and I love you dearly, and I would die if you weren't there for me. But right now, I don't think I'm your best friend. I hardly see you anyway, so the one time a week I get to see you, I'm really happy.
When you use that time we have together to tell me about a boy for five seconds and then move on to other people, that hurts.
And I wish I c
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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