Think of the word “atrocity”. You probably don’t know what it means, but it is a good way to describe the contents of this story. Go back. Back to the old west days. You’re probably thinking of gunfights, and cowboys, all that stuff. Well, everything has a darker side. Even cowboys had things that go… Continue reading For Pete’s Sake
All She Talked about was how horrible her life was… She had talked about Suicide and had been In the Ward Once for three months in a padded room with a straight Jacket on. No one knew what She had been planing for weeks now. Only I did… I swore Not to tell a Soul.… Continue reading Nothing IS Perfect
The day was new as was the house that I had just moved into earlier that day. I had been in my room for that past hour unpacking while waiting for my friends to arrive for the house warming party I was going to throw, and the entire time I heard a constant scratching as… Continue reading my new house
The man had been whatching susan for 3 months straight he knew when she woke up, who she talked to at work every day he even knew when she had her period each month. He knew that she was a busy woman she had no time for men but one week was different.
I go to a uniformed, Catholic high school; and I’m an individual with no discernable religion. Those factors in themselves have posed several difficulties. However, the fact is that I’m an intelligent, friendly 15-year-old girl. I don’t discriminate religion openly in my school, I follow the dress code, and I do well in all my… Continue reading Religious clashings with Vice Principal
I hurt. I think I am going insane. Dearest Laura, where are you when I need you? In your absence I have wept, I have wept in a way that is not possible to weep. I have begun to cough blood. Where are you? I don’t show it on the outside, of course. I never… Continue reading The Pot of Basil