Lost, without a hand to hold.
My father had died.I was lost without any one to hold my hand.I was left alone. With no family.My hand just banged ag...
It was such a long time ago. Such a very long time ago. Yet for some reason she had still believed she would know t...
When I lost my mother in the store, I was only three years old. I can't remember what happened but I still wake up in...
Swing.
My mind was moving faster than my body. I wanted to play in the swing so bad but my feet weren't moving fast enough. ...
I let out a heavy sigh as I stepped over the cobwebs, allowing myself to have a moment of preparation. The swing rock...
she couldn't do it. her moist, clammy hands clung to the wooden pole with vicious might as she drew in intermittent, ...
She slept in the open air, in the windy hills, on a soft pillow. She was covered in the blankets of her mother's mot...
Finally, we came to rest. The day's work had been long but fruitful. We had made double the monies we would have on...
My eyes were tired; I rolled over in my bed, and stared briefly at the moon. I turned back to face my fan; the 90-de...
My feet ached, but it was well worth it.
In the scheme of things, it wasn't a permanent state I was after. Just long enough to get on stage, dance for two min...
My hands and feet ache, but it was well worth it. We are nearly there, a couple more hours. Georgie is starving and I...
My feet ached, but it was well worth it. This is what I said when I completed that trek. The endless days and nights,...
When I was 12, I went to sea.
When I was 12, I went to sea. I was on my father's ship for 6 months and 4 days when i caught a glimpse of her. I ...
When I was 12, I went to sea. Don't ask me which. I don't know. It was sometimes blue, and it was sometimes green. ...
When I was 12, I went to sea. I went to sea to see the sea. I had yet to see the sea until I was 12. Then the sea I s...
Violinist · Cat · Desert Island Concert
about 6 years ago, at the time I firstly thought about study in UK. So I prepare the ielts in Shanghai. When I finish...
He opened the letter from his cousin, reluctantly breaking open the blue air-mail envelope. Who uses old-fashioned sn...
The rain pounded on his jacket and head like furious warriors attempting to break the city's gates. His paced quick...
He was always a weird kid.
Words were labels that he had never paticularly enjoyed. Words were lazy, letting you lapse into not thinking about t...
"What's that, Daddy?" James hid a smile behind his hand and answered, "That's a telephone, sweetie. You put money in...
It's ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. STOP it from ringing! Karla never wanted to hear his voice again. Never wan...
A dry, sandy summer like this one. I had met him just a mile down, by the Shell gas station, his cowboy boots kicking...
There was blood on my pillow.
"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...
There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...
Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...
"Why did I have to dress up as Napoleon?" Billy thought as he entered the Halloween party. His friends were dressed ...
Once upon a time there was little man whom no-one believed. His name was Henry, and he loved to go to parties. But wh...
I waited for her, all night long I stood there waiting. As the crowd dissipated, I was left erect and waiting. I make...