story of a girl 12.5 |
Erika tossed around in her sheets, they smelt like boy, that strange odor that they have, mystifing she thought to herself just how ackward it smelt but yet she loved it so much. she was still wearing...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Dec 2008 00:59:00 GMT |
Story of a girl part 12 |
mike pushed open the sliding door, peering through the house, erika had disappeared into the her castle. he wondered to himself how he was going to find her, she was an expert at hiding, and even bett...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Sep 2008 00:18:00 GMT |
story of a girl 11 |
the sun hadnt finished rising when Mike and erika reached her front yard. she hoped it wouldnt rise it all in the back of her mind, she knew she would never see the sky with its water color eyeliner o...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 14:39:00 GMT |
Story of a girl, part 10 |
Erika's hands started to shake. she could see Mike from a distance with his sweat jacket and brown hat. he was sitting on the picnic table alone. the sun was almost level with the hillside now. she wa...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 16:10:00 GMT |
Story of a girl, part 9 |
Erika opened her eyes. It was 4:32, and the pale moonlight gave an eerie life to the room. she was still under the window, and still damp too. she knew what had happened earlier was completely fair, M...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 19:40:00 GMT |
Story of a girl, part 8 |
Erica pushed her front door open, pearing into the kitchen, she snuck into the refrigerator and removed the ice cream from the stash. the cold sweetness on the spoon quickly disappeared. Erica danced ...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 13:48:00 GMT |
Story of a girl , part 7 (NEW) |
part 7 is gay, i took it out its too damn dramatic, so keep reading
Posted by on Tue, 15 May 2007 16:02:00 GMT |
poem |
I dont know if it all makes sense, im welcome to open criticism,tell me what ya like and dont. -mikey Broken shards of glassoff beat rhythm of the heart; scared shaking hands,things you cant change.Fa...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 13:28:00 GMT |
Behind glass and glazed eyes |
staring in the mirror reflections that arent seensinging to the sunsetnotes that are never heardLooking through the glass Smearing finger prints of the past kissing the enemy pleasures never shareddre...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 18:32:00 GMT |
Stroy of a girl part 6 |
Erica and mike sat on the cliff top that over looked their town. the houses looked like stars that had fallen, that or just gotten bored of being in the same place every night mike joked. That day had...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 14:50:00 GMT |
