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I am the bird by Winellanow, literature

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I am the bird

The darkest nightmares of my life are found within my heart, And I find my dreams of grandeur much too high, even as I start. The burnout begins and the stress takes its toll, And here I stand; body, mind, and soul. Nothing that I could do now will ever stop this dreadful wrath, The fears are there, constant and ever present, even in the bath. Songs and love, peace and joy, are hidden from my sight. Heading for bed, even as I do, I dread the deep and silent night. For in that time, my mind will find That which masks the kind. And I will fall, ever fall, into that deep abyss. And I will fall, ever fall, into that deep abyss. So her

Chet Krogstad by Winellanow, literature

A new story by Winellanow, literature

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A new story

Televisions around the world click on. Comfortable families in their comfortable homes settle down on their comfortable couches to watch the news of other people in other places. All over the country, families are in for a shock. A man, the normal newsman, smiles sadly at the camera. A few people notice this, but most just sit quietly to await the flood of information. "Hello, ladies and gentlemen." More people notice this time that he is subdued. "Thank you for tuning in. There has been a change of plans today. We will not be airing the news." A handful of people turn their televisions off at this, but most become curious and remain. The

my first nonfiction by Winellanow, literature

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my first nonfiction

He was a good cat. Cute, sometimes nice, annoying. I got him when I was eight or nine. Had him for five years. I can still picture his death perfectly. He was feeble as a 15 year old cat, but he was only five. It had come quickly, and to this day, I have no idea what it was. He stopped washing himself and I fetted over him. He stopped eating, even when I put ham right in front of his face. He stopped moving, just laid there helplessly. Red was my alpha cat. I remember one time he tried to sleep on my face all night to prove his dominance. But staring at him laying on the vet's table? He could've been the runt. "His liver and both kidneys h

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One Last Time by EnderXenocide0, literature

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One Last Time

One Last Time "Aw, you didn't have to come along." Julie smiled. "Yes I did. I love you too much to let you make this trip alone." Jake glanced at his watch. She chuckled. "I'm just going to pick Terra up from daycare. It's not like I'm going to another country." "Actually, I asked Phil to pick her up. He should be there by now." Perplexed, she asked him, "Then where are we going?" Jake fidgeted in his seat. He didn't realize it would be this hard. His first instinct was to jump out of the car now before he opened his mouth again—but that would solve nothing. There was a tear beading in the corne

IN MEMORY OF VIVI by junewralley, literature

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IN MEMORY OF VIVI

IN MEMORY OF VIVI She was young, a bud of hope one day she'd be a rose Loved by all, a playful soul No one knew she'd be gone Snatched by a man whose body was stronger than his heart, she cried with all her might but no one heard her And then he left her, silenced forever She was gone, a broken angel Lying on the ground tainted red, flesh defiled when she was found The scales are summoned as the flower fields cry out in pain Divine justice implored for the voiceless tortured Those left behind keep the memory of that girl unblemished, along with all the rest who suffered that same fate And the clarion call still echoes, "

Tickling grains by FaithIS, literature

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Tickling grains

I sit upon feather-weaved ground weaving my toes through the softness, Through tickley-ness as my toes giggle, In my wheat field. The wind huffs loudly through my ears, jealous of my senses. wheat stalks waving to the happy setting sun, Letting go of their seeds as tears. They pile up in my hair, and brushing ever so slightly against my face, To kiss me goodbye. I close my eyes, and I see, And I think, This is life. This is what it means to live. the warm sun hugs me with warm light As it descended slowly down. My toes in full tickling sensation, As my wheat field said its last goodbye Waving and crying through tickli

Birthday Party Massacre by Sarahlizzio, literature

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Birthday Party Massacre

I think I enjoy the party? but I'm not sure, I've seen better, thus I'm quite unsure. I remember, nauseating pink banners and balloons, And happy voices rebounding through all the rooms. I recall, the big blushing cake, with a giant candle, And the long silver knife with an antique handle. And the dresses, intricate patterns and bright colors, The sweet aroma of the grill, cooking hamburgers. The Doctor said getting out and being with people was healthy, He's right I feel marvelous with their corpses strewn about me. Minutes later, I've brought the true party, Standing in the bliss of their dreams, now broken and bloody. The banne

It always by Lemonade-anne, literature

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It always

Some how it always seems like, This is how its gonna end, Like this is the end and were waiting, What are we waiting for? Why are we doing this? Why are we here? Everytime I watch you walk away, I feel hurt and turn indifferent, I feel so quiet so alone so empty, This is how it seems to end, Watch the sun go down, And the feeling is over, Is the love fading? Is this how its gonna end?

Saddened They Cry by jamaicancrocodile, literature

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Saddened They Cry

In my darkness is a cloud above Raining down the sorrows of its pain Telling me how hard it tries to please But non tell him what they want of him So he cries on me Because he feels I'll listen Cry on the world Thinking that they will help him But to his expectations The world does not see him and he they deny In the light I see a bird fly high It cries its sweet song like a lullaby It lands to tell me all the things it's seen Some have a good ending, some have the bad Then it tells me of the family it had to leave To get the food for its young to help them grow But as it told me its dreams Its loving soul died; it fell to th

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Gylaim section one by Winellanow, literature

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Gylaim section one

Gyliam stared at the creature before her. Anger welled up at his confession. There were so many things she hadn't even thought about. If she had she would have known She would have been able to save herself from this. Would she even make it out of this? Gyliam thought back to the reason she was here, looking at her possible death. She had been racing her brother through the mountainous region they lived in. They often did this, it was just a game. It would soon turn unexpectantly deadly and change her whole life. She hadn't a care in the world then, Gyliam remembered. SHe hadn't even suspected anyhting amiss. She had turned to call out to t

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Mar 16
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I <3 banana pancakes!!! :)

Current Residence: the moon
deviantWEAR sizing preference: You really really don't want to know... REALLY!!!
Print preference: good old fashioned lead... which I like to- nm
Favourite genre of music: I listen to too much to say what
Favourite photographer: that one chick who takes pics of cats- So cute!
Favourite style of art: the artsy fartsy kind
Operating System: the most operative kind there is
MP3 player of choice: What?! I can't hear you over the sound of Johnny Cash!!!
Shell of choice: that chocolate turtle stuff
Wallpaper of choice: the white degenerate kind that you find in your home
Skin of choice: no comment
Favourite cartoon character: M-I-C-K-E-Y-M-O-U-S-E!!!!!!!!!!!
Personal Quote: the cake...

Favourite Visual Artist

that one person

Favourite Movies

some disney thing. I know, I'm a pansy

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

If I tell you I'll get beat up in a dark alley somewhere- no seriously!

Favourite Writers

the best author in the world, whoever that is

Favourite Games

making 99 red ballons go by

Favourite Gaming Platform

the oldest one alive

Tools of the Trade

well, what do you want to trade?

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killing evil stupid ugly dragons that keep coming back to frickin' life!

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I'M BAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!!

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Hey, silly buds. Remember me? Yup, I'm back. I don't know how long or how frequently, but I'll be getting on every so often. You should talk to me. It's lonely here in D.C. Oh, right. I moved. I'm a live-in nanny now, isn't that fun? I just have one little toddler to care for, but she sure is a handful. Loves to get into everything, especially when she is told it's off limits. X.X Anyways, I am missing writing, so I'm back here. What should I write about? Got any suggestions? Well, it's nearly 11 and I need to get up early tomorrow. Talk to you peeps later. Can't wait to hear from you! :D

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Aug 12, 2011

Babysitting (almost killed my animals!)

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Today I watched two crazy girls. My brother is up at scout camp and my dad works an hour away all day. I called the mom yesterday about my dogs and if I could take them to her house. We came to a deal that the girls would come to mine instead. WHY?!?!?!?! My house is a mess, I'm exhausted, and worst of all: my animals are traumitized! We took the dogs over to a park that is about 15 blocks away, stayed there for an hour or two, then they wanted to play fetch when we got back. My dogs haven't seen that much exercise since... never. Now Coco can't even walk more than five steps. And my cats? Licorice scratched one of them because the girl wou

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Aug 8, 2011

SCHOOL!

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I feel a bit weird saying this, but I can't wait for school. I'm so bored hanging out on the computer all the time. I miss my friends. As much as I hate homwork, I'd rather be doing that than what I do right now. At least at school something actually happens. And I don't have to hang out with little kids if I want something to do.

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jochannon

Mar 16, 2012

Happy Birthday; may you be blessed with a good year filled with fine friends, happy times, and fond memories.

May your skies be clear, your animals friendly, your water pure, and your food tasty; may your air be clean, your bed soft, and your house filled with joy; may your nights be cool and your days warm; may your family be joyous and honorable, and may you live a long, full, and happy life.

This is a Jewish blessing, guaranteed to come true or your money back.

Haha, sorry I didn't reply. I haven't been on in a while. Thank you for your birthday wish. I believe it came true, even if I didn't read it till now. How have you been keeping up? Anything exciting happening?

jochannon

I'm glad it came true

Mar 7, 2013

So am I! This year has been a year to remember, for sure.
So how are you?

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Duncan202

Feb 15, 2012

hey there! i haven't talked to you in a long time! almost a year! How have you been?

I hope you remember me