The End |
"the time has come" she thought to herself.she put the phone down, hands quivering. She wrapped her arms around herself and buried her face in them. all she could do was stare at the quit she was sitt... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 08:41:00 PST |
Reading the signs |
I tend to think of life as a river. It flows in one direction, occasionally giving some set backs, logs and debris to move out of the way... sometimes it may even get off track, but in the end ... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Tue, 05 Aug 2008 11:11:00 PST |
Forgiveness |
This is technically my paper for my religion class, studying yom kippur. but i decided to post it because it's very powerful. and because i want to.Enjoy..... &nbs... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Thu, 03 Jul 2008 09:03:00 PST |
What’s real, and what’s only a dream. |
Everyone dreams about something. Someone, a different life, anything. I guess i dream a lot about the future. I want to grow up faster than i am, maybe because i had so many problems as a kid i figure... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Mon, 23 Jun 2008 07:10:00 PST |
Colombia |
So, there has been something on my mind lately. technically two things. a decision is going to have to be made, and one decision will have me continue my life as it's going, which is good, not necesar... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 10:47:00 PST |
The Beginning |
So. I need a place to write. This is close to how i started that story that i haven't worked on in about a year, i just wanted to write, and i figure, this is as good a place as any. maybe people will... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 10:28:00 PST |
Part 16 |
8:39AM Aida heard her alarm clock going off in her head. A sharp high pitch sound, so loud no one could possibly sleep through it."Five more minutes." she thought to herself as she tried to turn it ... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 10:55:00 PST |
parts 11,12,13,14&15 |
PART ELEVENAt the hospital the doctors stood around Aida. She was only partially conscience but she was reaching at her hand and struggling to see a familiar face Her father grabbed her hand. "Derek?... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 07:34:00 PST |
Parts 6,7,8,9, & 10 |
PART SIX They all sit down to dinner, and everyone's impressed with Dereks roasting of the chicken."I remember the first time you helped my wife cook. you were just a freshman in high school. she put... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Wed, 17 Jan 2007 08:24:00 PST |
Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, & 5. |
PART ONE Aida was 19 years old, and a sophomore in college. She was a very easy going girl and every body seemed to love her. Her long wavy red hair ended almost at her waist, and her deep blue ... Posted by Amalia La Colombiana on Sun, 14 Jan 2007 01:19:00 PST |