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I’m a writer… I love to write! I’ve been writing since I was eight years old. I can’t imagine life without stories. My life, and your life it’s a story that we are writing everyday.

Running Free

I sit in the corner of this little diner filled with the most unique ambiance. The little table is decorated with a tablecloth that has white and blue checkers and painted apples in a bowl. The walls are paneled wood, and I can see the knots, nicks, and scars that time has given them. The…

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Perfect sip

It’s that first sip of coffee that determines how the day will go. If the coffee is perfect then the day will be perfect, if the coffee is not well then the day is not. Today the coffee had too little sugar. I took that first sip expecting it to ignite my soul for the…

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The Plan

When you looked at me like that I thought the world would be my oyster.However, the earth has come to a standstill and everything around me is questioned. You no longer look at me the same now that the youth has faded from my faceYour eyes no longer run along my curves but now they…

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Beaten

The white light flashes before your eyes and your body flies against the wall. “Please don’t hit me again. I’m sorry.” You beg him through tears The continuous slaps at your face. Your eyes begin to swell. Your heart pounding.  Each hit shoves left to right. Your children crying in the background. You know there…

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Driving The Empty Road

Tears fall from my eyes as I struggle in this obstacle called life.Never knowing which way to turn or how many roads lay ahead.Yet I know that I will turn down the wrong one and end up lost somewhere in the dark surrounded by trees.Vision blurred by endless tears flowing like a river.Each tear telling…

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Is She Me

My goal was to take a shower. It’s been a long day and I just wanted to wash it off me. But when I walked into the bathroom and turned on the light I saw her staring at me. She had my face, my eyes, my lips, it was definitely my face. But she wasn’t…

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The Gift

She came running into the bedroom so excited about Christmas. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that Santa could only bring her a few gifts this year. How could I explain it to this amazing child who has been so good this year that for all the good she’s done I could not…

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The Wait

She sat by the phone and waited for the call. She’d been waiting for the call for at least a week now, although it felt like years. She sat there in the old torn chair. The brown leather was faded in some spots and pealing in others. The armrests have lost all the cushiony support…

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My Man in The Moon

I see you perched upon my branch Why do you haunt me so? Child, I am not here to haunt you Merely to lead you in the right direction It has been years since we last spoke You were troubled Moon I am still troubled I am lost in a sea of emotions I feel…

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Void of Breath

I’ve played many roles in my life and wore many hats Throughout all of it, I have remained sane, solo, and prosperous. Enjoying the many fruits of my labor I have never understood pain or sorrow The world seemed to be mine for the taking Until I met you… Now my mind is filled with…

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Him

“You’re my favorite”. I heard him whisper in her ear but he was staring straight at me. Her pale grey eyes were wide open. She just laid there like a rag doll not moving not screaming. I strained to see what was happening his focus was back on this blond motionless girl. He was sitting…

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My Friend the Moon

I saw the moon tonight. He was sitting up in the sky lighting my way through the streets. I have always taken comfort in the moon as if he were my only friend. Ever since I was a little girl he has watched over me. He has listened to my every word. I would sit…

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Burdened

As her body grew silent, her breath motionless. No more moans of pain. I felt as if I could see her spirit rise from her body. I should have felt some sort-of sadness however, only joy came from her death. A single tear of joy fell from my eyes as the family looked on with…

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Writer’s Block

I call myself a writer, yet I have not written anything in many years. Was there a day when all my words were taken from me? They must have been ripped from my thoughts because try as I may, I cannot find a way to bring them back. I sit at a computer, staring at…

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Distracted Driving

I was driving in my car the other day and the person in front of me was swerving a bit. I switched lanes so that I could make my turn and was right next to this car that was just swerving. I looked over and saw this lady on her phone scrolling through Facebook. The…

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There Was a Tree

I felt the sun shining through my branches. It was warming the leaves. The change is about to begin again. I can feel the leaves thinning preparing to float down to the Earth. I could feel my roots soaking up the fresh rainwater that fell. There was no better time to be a tree. The…

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Domestic Violence Has No Gender

Recently Johnny Depp lost a libel case in London that labeled him a wife-beater. During the trial, there was sworn testimony by his previous wives stating that he was never violent against them. As well as a recording of his wife stating that she hit him. The recording was obtained by the Daily Mail and…

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Nona

She stood tall at a little more than four feet.She was the grandma I always wanted.The one who baked cookies every holiday.Who had sandwiches ready every time you stopped by.She was the one who taught me what it was to give all of myself to my family.She was a dream I had so many years…

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