Writing Article: The Mind At Work: Random Rambling Thoughts

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The Mind At Work: Random Rambling Thoughts

posted by Insight357

Looking around the dark, inviting room, thinking of life. It’s funny how u get thrown into things. The room u are in, for whatever reason. The things around you. u must’ve came to like them in some way, how though? Did it capture interest? Is it something a friend has gave you?
    How did I get to this point? Feeling fiction from reading of writing is life, instead of my own. Wanting to be cast as characters in stories, but not my own life. Anxiety grows to be meer like fictitious characters. I don’t understand my own life these days. All jumbled up, and disconnecting.
    Anxiety like panic attacks hit me randomly. Especially when thinking of fiction. hart-, hart races, nausea, dizzy spells, sometimes hallucinations, mainly when up a three a.m.
Closed-off, grumpy, thoughtful, manipulative, private, shy, ignorance despising, hypocritical just a few words to describe me. Everyone can be hypocritical. We are all so cruel in our own way.
    No one can comfort me, nor do I feel anyone will listen. The ones who would, I’m terrified to talk to. I’ve driven myself to the point I feel like love isn’t real, and I’m silenced, and broken. I’m a fake, supportive, third wheel. I’m a sad head case that’s why I refuse to unload on anyone. I seem pathetic, even to myself.
    I want to sob, yet I can’t seem to find tears anymore. They’ve evaporated. A few people make my hart-, hart crack when my eyes fall upon them. meer tears gone. My hate toward love grows.
    A close friend, she jumps on me for treating guys as if they’re disposable. I know she is right. Why do I? No one holds interest, commitment problems, scared, annoyance, I don’t know! I don’t know if I believe in love, of not. I want to, but its risky.
    What is love? An orgasm with a lover? An I love u from your mother? A pat on the back from your best friend forever? A peck on the cheek from the boy volgende door, of the last kiss on the lips from an older couple saying goodbye? But there is no goodbye. For, we love even in death. There is no till death do we part.
    Life will neve ber fully comprehendible. Never an answer to the why. Live, and don’t wait to die! Push it back, for it will cause worry, and anxiety. Live with happiness, not fear, and think about this for you’ve never thought of it before. Though, its has been zei more, and more.
    You only live once. u have a good forty years at the least. Four decades if your lucky. If your really lucky, longer. Then, your gone, no house, no friends, no air, no body, nothing, but your soul, and the afterlife. This is it, so make it count.
    No. I refuse to let myself be roped back into this…must...break…free…before...all….hell…breaks loose……….
    Black…It’s all black…

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sawfan13 Is this a character from a story, or are you just feelin' like you just had to share something? Feeling okay tonight, Em? Hope you are. If anything's wrong, we can just chat. I mean, if this is just at random, okay, but if anything's not okay, then I wanna help.

Insight357 Character, I'm good. Lol, thanks for your concern, though.

Modern dag Princess Ch. 15

posted by para-scence

"...So there's no way you're taking Cosette home pagina if she doesn't want to!" Echo shouted across the kitchen. She's been ranting for about ten minuten straight. It even frightened me. Asteria seemed surprised, but calm. That scared me too. Was she so certain I was coming home pagina no matter what? Echo paused for a couple moments, trying to regain her breath. She looked at me. "You... aren't leaving, are you?" I looked at Asteria, and sighed.

"No," I zei firmly. Asteria's eyes saddened a little bit.

"Please?" she whispered. My hart-, hart ached at her sadness. I was stuck between her, and my life here. But...

I Know Why The Caged hart-, hart Beats

posted by lauren777222

"All I need is your support",she said.My stomach went into knots.Reluctantly I took her hand.Boney fingers stabbed into mine.The room began to spin and purple fog rolled into the room through the floor boards.Then,it was done.Let me start from the beginning.I'm Caroline LeBeau.My father used to own half of New Orleans.That is,before his "tragic" death.Before he took his last breath he zei to me and my twin sister,Madeline,"My millions will be divided between u two."It has been four years since then and me and Madeline have went our seperate ways.Here's our story.
"Come on,hon,you can't stay...

Speechless Ch. 6

posted by para-scence

The volgende day, I had no choice but to go to school. My vrienden looked at me with concerned looks, but I tried to ignore that. We all stood around in front of the school, waiting to be let in before the first bell.

"How u doing?" Chasity asked. I shrugged.

"Did u hear?" Axel said, his eyes wide with interest.

"Hear what," Liberty said.

"The kids they took in weren't the real shooters. They had their alibis. And no one ever really saw the shooters; they were disguised of something. So that means---"

"The real shooters are still here," kraai finished. Everyone shifted uncomfortably.

"Well why...

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The Hunt for My Angel: Chapter 2 (more added)

posted by gabatron3000

Ky

“Oni! Did u already pack some shampoo, conditioner and all of that crap? u know that hotel hygiene products suck!” shouted June through my bathroom door.

“June chill, Let me finish taking my waz.” I rolled my eyes. No use she couldn’t see it.

I walked out of the bathroom sat on the edge of my bed looked up at June and zei “Don’t u ever go home? I bet that Andrew misses u dearly.” I smiled at her. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

June sat volgende to me. She put her head into her hands. I wasn't expecting that, I pat her back.

"June what's wrong?" I asked concerned while...

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The Hunt for My Angel: Chapter 1

posted by gabatron3000

Oni

I was sitting. Doodling on a notepad with a purple pen and sitting on my favoriete green beanbag chair.

“Oni, Oni!”(Oh-nee) Yelled my eldest sister June as she jogged into my room oh so gracefully. I sat upright, noticing that I was slouching again.

'Sit up straight of you’re gonna get a crooked spine and spend the rest of you’re life in a wheelchair.' I mocked my Mom’s frequent nags. She’s a Chiropractor, u know how they are.

“What is it my Lovely sister dear?” I asked June snidely while rolling my eyes.

You see, I haven’t been in the best mood these past few months. I...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 25

posted by Insight357

I got to the motel around ten that night. I paid forty dollars for two nights. I figured I could find an apartment door then. At least I hoped I could.
    I now sat on the side of a bank over looking a river. Lucy sat beside of me, getting all the latest drama from my life. She was almost like my therapist. I knew I was supposed to be hers, but it wasn‘t the best arrangement.
    “Love sucks, Lucy,” I zei while rubbing my eyes. I had just told her about what happened between Alexander and me.
    “I used to think that, too....

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 18

posted by Insight357

I awoke around ten that morning. I looked beside of me Alexander sat looking at me. A hint of a smile was on his face.
    “Good morning,” he said, handing me a cup of coffee.
    “Thanks,” I zei taking a sip. It was just the way I like it, black.
    “You may want to get dressed,” Alexander said, eyeing my stomach. I pulled up the sheet.
    “Why? Clothes are so restricting,” I said. There was no point in getting dressed. I needed to avoid Grey as long as possible. She would be pissed.
    “I...

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Psychoanalysis: Chapter 17

posted by Insight357

It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could u leave her?” I managed to get the vraag out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. door then I figured it was too late,” Alexander zei a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered door the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...

Living in the City of the 1970's: Chapter 1

posted by StarWarsFan7

I stroll down Western Avenue with a blue coin portemonnee in my fragile hands. People in every direction as far as the eye can see. Neighbors being neighborly, store keepers selling and people riding the subway to work. Today happens to be a Saturday morning. And as usual, I awaken in the morning at six o'clock and dress. Every Saturday morning is the same old thing. I turn to the corner seeing the store I've been looking for. Roosevelt Island Shop. Yes. Indeed I live on the island of Roosevelt Island. It's very exhilirating to walk in the streets of our state of New York. As I enter the small shop,...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 3

posted by Insight357

    Grey pulled away from the house. I sat inside on the couch. Our house had deep brown walls, and light brown hard-wood floors. There were knick-knacks everywhere. Pictures of Grey’s family hung on the walls. None of mine, though, I prefer to keep mine in my suitcase.
    It may seem odd, but I keep all my belongings in my suitcase. I’m afraid if I unpack something bad will happen.
    The brown divan, bank I sat on, and musty smell of the house grew old on me. I walked outside to the front porch. It was one of the nice, white, wrap-around...

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Death Becomes Me: Luke Blade Story Chapter 1

posted by sawfan13

George Clark looked at his newborn son Lucas. Devestated at the death of his wife, he wonders why she couldn't stop her alcoholic addiction, especially for her own child. After they found out she was pregnant, George encouraged her to go to theorpy, have interventions, of anything to stop her addiction. Nothing would help. Even knowning that she had a son on the way, she still drank. George refused to raise Luke all door himself. He felt like he wouldn't be a good enough single father to raise him. He tried for a month, but took Luke to an orphanage, hoping that his son would be adopted and have...

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Love is Wild: Chapter 9

posted by sawfan13

As they were drawing close to Howl, I got jealous and defensive all of a sudden. "Hey! He's not used to so many people around him, so back off!" One of the girls looked at me and said,"Take a chill pill,k'? We just like him." Debbie flashed her evil green eyes at me and said,"Yeah Lilith. Maybe he would like to see a real woman for once instead of a little pathetic nobody like you." Something inside of me just burst into flames. She's kept going and going, calling me trashy because of how my tank top, boven was tonen my naval. I gave her a cold hard stare and said,"You're jealous because I have...

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Love is Wild: Prologue

posted by sawfan13

Early in the afternoon. All of my sisters and her vrienden are so excited about this trip to an actual wild forested area in Africa. I'm kinda on the fence about it, and I'm trying to start my own pool to see if my sister and her vrienden will spaz out before they set foot on real jungle grass. He he. It's going to be so hilarious watching these spoiled rich brats take a look at a place without electricity, room-service, houses, pluming, and money usage. It's a high-heel free zone, and they're still wearing those screaming sequined death traps that their so-called "natural born perfected" feet...

Harry Potter Fanfiction (The Last Goodbye)

posted by DracoLuver

The two figures walked silently in unity, their feet trudging through the high snow. Both their faces were wet with tears, and the girl clutched a bundle of bright red roses. They stopped immediately in front of a strong iron gate beside a small cozy church, adorned with brilliant Christmas lights, and inside voices sang in chorus to familiar Christmas songs.
They both stared beyond, unsure of whether to go in of not. The red-headed boy made his decision first and leaned on the gate, crying into his hands. The girl seemed unable to look at him, and her gaze was locked door a white marble tombstone...

(The Hunger Games) Everdeen: The Third Generation Chapter 1- The Reaping

posted by Jane0604

Isabella

I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I beer a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
"That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...

(Hunger Games Story) Everdeen: Third Generation Chapter 1- THe Reaping

posted by Jane0604

Isabella

I woke up to a gloomy day. The reaping. I sigh, and get out of bed. I get dressed in a blue dress. I look into the mirror. My mom comes into the room, and braids my black hair. Everyday, she tells me I beer a strong resemblance to my father, but she never tells me who he is. "You look remarkable!" she says. She sighs. "Isabella Everdeen... I hope that name isn't pulled"
"That game is foolishness! There are countless names in Panem. There are 24 tributes. Two of them from District 12. We havn't won in 36 years. 15 of them, I've been alive. 3 of...

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The girl who cried wolf chapter 3

posted by greenstergirl

Chapter 3

In front of me was a world like no other. Danny called it BOES but it was nowhere near being a building. There were trees everywhere. In the distance were a couple mountains. There were so many plants, trees, flowers, lakes, ponds, and hills that it could almost be described as a fairy world. I almost thought it was a fairy world from seeing a bunch of pretty mermaids in the ponds, gigantic brand breathing dragons in the sky, naiads, centaurs, and many meer mythological animals that I can’t name. There were even real animals, like elephants and cats, cheetahs,...

Never to late Preface/chapter one. part one

posted by Funnygirl77

Okay first of let me start out door saying that I know this (meaning my titel is a song.) So plz don't say anything about it. seconde This story is not fully developed, me and my friend only have chapter one and we don't even know what it's about yet lol. the last thing i need to say is that i can not spell, okay! so if u don't have anything nice to say plz don't say it at all. now the story hope u enjoy. :)p.s that doesn't me u cant tell me what u think of the story, if u thought it was bad say so, but in a nice way. don't destroy my dream!!! Okay now the story.
Preface
I hid my eyes...

Leaving Ilias: Swept Away-Chapter 2

posted by ButteBaby_K

The manor I imagine. Without the moor however.

Chapter 2: “Ilia,” he whispered into my ear as we walked across the soft meadows surrounding the manor, “how magnificent your beauty is.” Arik’s words curling around me seducing me completely, he had been doing so since the moment he arrived. “Please sit,” he asked as he took my dainty hands into his large rough ones. Today I had worn green to emphasize the one feature about myself I cherished the most, though he begged to differ. I sunk into the grass, soft like moss still holding his hand ever so lightly. He kneeled beside me, chasing away the strands of hair that flickered...

The Enemy's Child (sneak peek)

posted by moodystuff449

"Good to see u again, Rigel." I zei slyly. He was so startled door my appearance that he knocked a stack of papers off his bureau and almost fell backwards. He stared up at me in horror. I jumped down from the windowsill. "What happened?" I asked threateningly, "You just--" I shrugged, "decided not to answer back." "Um…I… I just…" He stuttered. "Why would u switch sides like that?" I asked dangerously. "All I did… I just…" He stammered again. I slammed him against the desk. "I told u in the beginning that once u get into this u don't back out." I hissed. He staggered back against...