Isn’t life hilariously cruel when you run into a week of being short of cash and all your bills arrive at once, you’re neighbour ignores you when you wave to say hello and every take-away diner get’s your order wrong. Don’t get out of bed.
Religion is a controversial topic. There are those who believe, those who make other’s believe and those who don’t care to believe in anything at all but the one thing they have in common is the thought that anyone who believes something otherwise lives in make-believe.
The two sisters, as young girls, braided each others hair, borrowed sweaters, met boys at dances, and shared endless secrets, dreams, hopes and fears.
The two old sisters, both now widowed, wash each others hair, borrow sweaters, visit their husband’s graves, share a lifetime’s memories, griefs, and experiences and, while holding hands, enjoy the sunset of their lives.
At five in the a.m. I drudged outside in the sodden morning. Thank goodness my dog would be doing most of the work.
I’m not truly convinced it is summer until the apple tree is the perfect shade of sunrise-pink. And then I climb into the branches and wait for you to come home.
A small smile played on his lips as he thought back to the moment he had taken her life and how it filled him with utter satisfaction to press his thumbs deep into her throat as she tried to cry out and how with each breath wasted on cries for help he would press his fingers tighter in a cold calculating squeeze until finally her body went lifeless filling him with the power of her death. His smile faded as he snapped out of his memories upon hearing the metal bars of his cage slide shut confining him for the rest of his natural life or until they decided if he was worthy of the needle.
As she saw her love make his dramatic exit, she quickly realised what she had done wrong-she had never loved him for his caring self, his reassuring smile, his warm touch-she only cared about his eyes, his white teeth, and smooth hands.
She quickly went up to him, but it was too late for his eyes were now a dull brown, his teeth a cringing yellow, and his hands scarred and reddened by catharsis.
It’s utterly amazing how powerful just a few words can be; how they can stir crowds, wound or heal wounds, bring people to action, bring people to their knees, keep someone awake at night or allow someone to sleep, change people’s lives, and cause people to literally change the course of their own lives.
By speaking only a few words: “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal” – “…that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom , and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.” – “…the only thing we have to fear is fear itself” – “Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country” – “I have a dream!” – “Yes, we can!” – leaders have changed nations; however, the most powerful phrase in the world – not only in the English language, but in every languge, is still, and always will be – “I love you” – because those three words can change a soul.
My insides feel as if they are on fire.
Maybe I shouldn’t eat lava.
One time I had a dream in which everything seemed not real;not fake, just not real,like I was an actor in Boy Meets World or Saved By the Bell. Suddenly I realized I wasn’t sleeping.
Yesterday I impulsively bought the cutest hamster in the world. My mom said it better die before I go to college.
Countless people climbed the tree of love vowing to stay until they found it. The branches became heavier and heavier with hearts full of hope when lightning struck and love tumbled down all over the earth.
Her hands trembling and her heart filled with utter joy and happiness, like a giggling schoolgirl, she gazed lovingly at the man who this day would become her husband until death do them part.
Their wheelchairs were placed side by side in the room filled with family, friends and nursing home attendants, all smiling and tearful, while a seemingly group thought gripped them all: The body may grow old but the heart is forever young.
Little Dylan did not like the fact that Mrs. Butterworth would not answer his question, so he, somewhat reluctantly, decided to ask his mom, “Where do babies come from?” His lovely mother smiled, swam the length of the public pool to reach her son, and slapped him silly with a bologna sandwich.
A single tear slid down his cheek, uncomfortable emotions clogged his throat, and anger pulsed at the injustice of it all when the tiny, perfect hand clasped his finger. With a frustrated sigh, he hugged the baby close, stood, and cast a last look at the carnage that represented two ruined lives, before walking around the lifeless body and handing the precious bundle to the waiting social worker.
I was walking down a narrow hallway,When the lights turn off, I felted a cold presence behind me.So i turn around and notice a dead body, So I looked closer at it and notice it was…me dead.
In therapy, my husband shared that he’s been having the same dream every night for a year, of a beautiful stranger who tells him she loves him, and bakes delicious cupcakes.
I met the real her at the local bakery today and we’re going away together this weekend; he’s going to be so pissed.
I saw her near the wishing well, casting in her hard earned coins. Little did I know her mind had settled on a man it seems, a man with a heart once broken, a heart in need of soft and tender love, a heart bruised and ravaged by a cruel and uncompromising heartless woman, a heart like mine.
Your daughter wakes you up to say that there is a monster outside her window, and tell her to go to sleep and say that they are just trees.
You got to sleep but suddenly wake up to screams and realise there are no trees outside the window.
Four little words, locked tightly in her heart all these years, in part because of her stoic upbringing where a show of emotions was embarrassing to her parents, and another part due to her shy nature, suddenly escaped her lips with a fierce gentleness and a welling of relief.
“I love you dad,” now emerged from her heart and her mouth accompanied by the sad realization that these words that she longed to say all her life, would fall on deaf ears, for the dead don’t hear.