christmas story

She sits on the couch, wearing an old demin jacket and wrapped in a blue blanket. Her slippers are too big, and coming apart. His old jacket. His old slippers. She is watching home movies, and drinking Mountain Dew. He got her started on that. Just as he got her addicted to NASCAR, and Top Gear, and books. He is behind the camera, looking at Tori's 3-year old self, tearing apart Christmas presents. He was always there for the Christmases she couldn't remember, always got called to work on the ones she would never forget.

Tori looks at the old photo in her hand, worn with time and tears. Adding one more salty drop, she leans forward and kisses the picture.

"Merry Christmas daddy."

small little random romantic thingie

Laughing, Zeke grabbed my hand and helped me up. After being thrown to the ground about four time sweat was dripping off of my forehead. He handed me a bottle of water and flopped himself on the couch. He was so tall his feet were hanging over the arm rest.
I pulled on his arm to make him sit up. He didn't budge. I pulled harder, but he still didn't move. Just as I was about to give up and sit on the floor he yanked on my arm and I fell with a squeal beside him. He grabbed my waist and tikled me until I was forced to squirm until I was facing him. His arms were still around my waist, and they encased me. My arms wound themselves around his neck. He leaned in, lips parted slightley.
Our lips met gentley and our arms tightened. It was sweet and loving. There were no tongues, no groping, and no sexual tension. This kiss, the first of many to come, was everything a first kiss should be. Memorable.
We pulled apart and his hand came up to cup my cheek tenderly. I smiled and hugged him. We held each other for what felt like forever. I knew right then that this was meant to be, that we were perfect. That HE was perfect.........

True Reflections

A piece of glass hangs in the hallway.
I pass and stop.
I look back and find something hideous.
It is something so frightening that I almost scream.

Skin constantly red from blush.
Lips cracked from cold and air.
Fat around the stomach, the arms, the legs.
The stretch marks, pink, run up the tummy like claw marks.

I look at the face.
I blink, it blinks.
Oh God.
It's me.

But I look at the smile, cracked lips and all.
I see happiness.
I look in those eyes, changing from hazel to bright green.
I see warmth.

The composure of this monster, this beast, is that of confidence.
I feel that I have none now, yet I can sense it stir.
I stare at the mirror.
I think, I realize.

It shows your countenance, deformed or beautiful.
In that facade, it shows your true relfection.
It shows the real you.
Whether you be mean, or loving.

I may not be beautiful.
I may never get asked to model.
I may never fall in love.
I may never do anything like that.

But I am smart.
I am witty.
I am graceful.
I am beautiful in my own way.

And nothing, NOTHING, can stop me.........
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ta-frikin-da. don't feel so confident right now. what do ya think?

for britany

this was 4 britany's birthday which has passed. enjoy!
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12years from this day you were born into the world. a girft from Him to your mother, you smiled constantly. funny. only four was I when this day came. just four. and my memories have failed me some, but not all. your first lost tooth. singing Take Me Out To The Ball Game in that sweet sweet voice. spending the night with you, or you with us. my other sister are you.

cody. his birth. we all held him, and the look on your face was so loving that I almost cried. so many memories, old and new. going to see the first Twilight movie, all of us so excited that we almost screamed! your first blog, how sweet. your songs, your poetry, your sweet smile. your growth! how tall you have become! the tears come again.

my sweet sweet darling, mo einin, happy 12th.
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ps: mo einin is gaelic for my little bird!

halloween in april! weird huh?

Jamie and Seth wandered the desolate streets, pushing their extended Halloween curfews to the maximum. They searched in vain for that last sweet morsel to stick in their busting bags and take home to savor. They then came across the old Jackson house, which hadn't been inhabited for decades. Seth punched Jamie jokingly on the arm.
"Why don't you go in and say hi to the ghost of old man Jackson?" he asked. Jamie said, "OK" and walked up to the door. Seth slapped his forehead for being so stupid. He should have known better, since he knew Jamie was practically fearless. She had already picked the lock!
"Gosh, Jamie! Y'know i was just joking. Let's get outta here before we get in trouble." exclaimed Seth as he yanked at the Dracula arm beside him. But Jamie didn't move. All she did was point at the top of the stairs. Seth looked up and gave a gasp of fright. There, staring donw at them, was the ghost of old man Jackson.
With a scream that pierced the night, Seth ran out of the house and into the street. As he ran, he glanced behind his shoulder to see if he was being followed. Jamie wasn't there, and he stopped so suddenly that he almost did a face plant.
Slowly moving back to the house, he looked through the open door to see Jamie standing there, seeming to have a conversation with the ghost. Without warning, she turned to glare at Seth. Glare at him with bloodred eyes.
Her mouth opened slowly into a grin, and two fangs popped out to glisten in the streetlight. Seth ran, knowing that his friend was not the creature standing in the doorway.
Seth had barley made it to the street before Jamie pounced onto his back, bringing him down with a thud. She rolled him over and stared into his eyes. He was hypnotized with them, and went into a sort of trance. At least, he was in a trance until she broke eye contact. That was when Seth realized the Jamie was kissing his throat.
Fangs pierced his skin, and he screamed in agony as his best friends sucked the life from him. And, as he slid gently into the oblivion that is Death, he thougt I hope Jamie will be okay......
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that was written during last Halloween. ENJOY IT IF YOU DARE!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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why does life hate me so?
do i not serve it well?
why does life hate me so?
i have such a story to tell.....
my friends dissapear into the night,
my family is so mean.
my school work crushes me with all its might,
and i try to stay unseen.
yet they see me day after day,
these bullies which haunt me so.
it seem i cannot get away,
from the beating i endure from foe.
but i have friends, if not far away,
who help me through my time.
those who cheer me, those who love,
and those who laugh at rhyme!
my friends who live both near and far,
will help me till the end.
for friends who love you for who you are
will be with you until the end.
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my best friends had just moved, and i was sad. but i realized that she was still in my heart, and nothing can keep soul sisters apart!

finally! some of my liturature!!

words.
words are my life. they save me from the dark dreams and nightmares that haunt me. they are my fortress of saftey, my haven. but, even though all that is true, why do words attack me so fiercly, and in great abundance? every day words are thrown at me, meant to hurt and kill my soul. my self confidence was murdered long ago by words. all that is left is my sanity.
alone.
i am alone forever. alone, left to wallow in the self pity that encasses my heart, that i try desperatly to fend off, yeat can't. fighting with friends, friends i want to be closer to, friends i want to apologize to, friends who hate me with all of there heart and soul. it hurts, and i can't fight anymore.
alone.
forever.........
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i wrote that in a time when i was alone and afraid. writing that made me feel soooo much better, and i am glad. i hope you enjoy it. love yas!!! bye!!

new blog! (how many blog shall i star?!?!?!)

hey peoplez! this will be brief, but guess what? i am gonna start a new blog! it will be kind like a reading circle....... so check it out! love yaz! bye!!!