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Mr. and Mrs. Bartholomew Evans by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Mr. and Mrs. Bartholomew Evans

Mr. and Mrs. Bartholomew Evans were dreadfully boring people. If you asked anyone in the small town about them, the nicer of the citizens would say they were dull. Mr. Evans worked as a banker in downtown London and he came back every night and six o’clock sharp without fail, just as the dinner was being laid out. His pride and joy was not his only son, Rolfe, but instead his moustache. It was grey, contrasting sharply with his inky black hair, and drooped down around him mouth, past his chin, where it met his crisp white collar. Mrs. Louisa Evans was equally boring, if not more so. She was terribly thin, the skin on her face saggin

Sometimes I Wonder by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Sometimes I Wonder

Sometimes I wonder, if you allowed me to touch you, would your hair feel as soft as I often imagined it to be? Would you be as easy to wrap my arms around as I’ve let myself fantasize you would be? Sometimes I imagine that you aren’t perfect, but find it too hard to bear and go back to idolizing you. Perhaps I shouldn’t, and yet I find it increasingly difficult to see you any other way. You aren’t the first I’ve seen this way, you know that. Every time I realize they aren’t perfect, I can’t look at them, knowing for how long they’ve flittered behind waking eyelids. Maybe you are perfect this time. Yo

Cast Away by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Cast Away

You see the perfect people here? The ones with the lovely eyes? The perfect hair? The immaculate lips? The smooth cheeks? The shorter ones, with flat stomachs and curves? The ones the polar opposite of me? They always find imperfections in how incredible they are. They always find a way to worm closer to my heart. How long will it be until they can reach out and take it away? Until they can sneak into it and rot it to the core? So who will be the first to cast the stone, the first to admit that they’re perfect? To you all seeing me in my imperfection, I say cast away.

Something Nasty by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Something Nasty

“Do you know what this is?” she asked awkwardly, her finger pointing to the offending green fuzz. It was strange that I didn’t notice the bread mold, but instead noticed her finger. It was long and slender and about a mile long. On the very end was a worn and chewed on nail that had been painted clear. She jerked me out of my thoughts on the practicality of clear nail polish with a repeat of the question. I nodded. Of course I knew what it was. A fungus that liked her sandwich more than she did. She seemed convinced that it was something more, and tentatively poked it with a toothpick. I wasn’t sure why she needed to.

Ordinary Magic by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Ordinary Magic

I lie on my back, Watching the fish lazily swim above me. I’m the wicked witch of the east, A house built around me by my own munchkins. My body screams in agony, But for once it doesn’t bother me. The children hesitantly stand back, Their tribal masks letting fear show through. I wonder if they’re afraid of me or him, The giant or the one trapped in the broken body. The lyricless music pounds. Frogs dancing to naughty music. He turns the music off, but we’ve had our moment. His hand curls around the dog’s throat. He holds it up so the children can see the limp body. The dog comes back to life as soon a

Summer Essay by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Summer Essay

I read Haroun and the Sea of Stories this summer, and, quite frankly, I hated it. Now, this was exceedingly odd, as I rather enjoyed it. Upon reflection, I realized that it was not that I disliked the story, but rather that I was insulted by this book. Not an insult like the Satanic Verses legendary insult, but an insult none the less. For those of you who do not know, I am no longer seven. If I had been given this book at the age of seven, it would have become my favorite book ever. I would have loyally searched the skies for the second moon and carefully planned what I would do with the wishwater. Had you given me this book saying it was

Maybe Tomorrow by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Maybe Tomorrow

Break me, take me away. Take this life for your own. I’d save you if I could, But I’m not sure I’m strong enough. I don’t want to watch you hurt. I don’t want to watch you die. CHORUS Maybe tomorrow, I’ll wake up and all of it will be a dream. Maybe tomorrow, You’ll be alright again. I swear that I’d die for you, But would you live for me? Drowning in sorrow. I can feel the darkness. I can’t hear me hurting, I can here you and you’re not saying anything. Dead inside, are you alive outside, Or have I lost you forever? CHORUS Has everything been a lie? Have you been hiding t

Metal Mouth by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Metal Mouth

William sat on the wooden table watching his sister get ready for whatever she was doing tonight. Emily had chosen the third black dress she had pulled out of the closet, one William thought looked exactly like the other two, and was now putting on jewelry. Emily was doing something stupid with Shelley, a sixteen year old girl who wore only black and wanted nothing more than to be a vampire. Maybe that was the reason they got along so well. “Do they look scary?” William asked meekly, running his tongue over the metal. “Do torture instruments pop out?” she said calmly, putting in one hoop earring. “I don’t

Pro-life Through Pro-choice by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Pro-life Through Pro-choice

Pro-life all the way, right? Sperm – meets – egg, congratulations! You’re a Mommy! You know, babies don’t collect think or collect memories until they pick up a language. But it’s not like that’s what defines life. No, life is two cells meeting and deciding to screw up the life of a woman. You can’t support the baby? That doesn’t matter. This baby is alive, and you shouldn’t be a murderer! God wouldn’t like that. Well, God didn’t have to give birth do his son, did he? No, he left that job to some random girl who happened to be in a very bad position. Jesus’ mother was fourteen. S

Wishes of Other Girls by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Wishes of Other Girls

All I wanted was a crush. All I wanted was someone that I could scrawl their initials next to mine in a heart. To look for before school. To make my heart beat a little faster. To make me smile widely, no matter what was happening. To make me jealous when they talked to other girls. They were my friends. I found myself happy. Happy when they dated my best friends. Happy when they flirted with girls I hate. Happy when they were happy. Because they were my friends. A single wish. That never came true. Because I wasn’t strong enough To never give up on it. But when the last sunset rose is given to the last pretty girl I

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Letters from a Prince by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Letters from a Prince

My life was never focused around being the pretty pretty princess. Ever since I was little, I was big. Not like fat, but big like tall and large. I was always chosen to be the prince and my best friends would get to be the princesses. I wasn't always sure why I was always the prince, but they said that it was because every princess had to dance and, eventually, marry a prince. I've been in more "wedding services" then I can count, always as the prince. They've always told me it was because boys have to be taller then girls. Back then I accepted it, but my mind never quite wrapped itself around the idea that boys had to be bigger (and more imp

Climb a Tree by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Wonderland's Inhabitant by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Wonderland's Inhabitant

Her smile was probably the first thing you noticed about her. The white teeth in the iron maiden of braces made a jelly bean array in her mouth, the sugar constantly in her bloodstream. The Cheshire Cat of the twenty first century, her name echoing the girl. When she wasn’t smiling, however, she was glaring. The icy coldness of her eyes searched you in every dark, dusty corner of your mind where the terror lurked, and you shattered under the bits of the stained glass window. She looked like a larger than life pixie, her nimbus of blonde hair floating around her head and her stick body, knees sticking out awkwardly, hands showing bo

Queen of Death by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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Queen of Death

Her brown hair spread into the leaves like the many legs of the spiders no doubt crawling under her, tangling the little torn bits of leaves into it. Her eyes were closed, but, had they been open, one would have seen hair the color of dead leaves sitting in the grass for weeks, circling the black spheres in the center that seemed a bit darker, deeper, and worse than most people’s. She lay spread eagled across the leaves, letting the wind bite her, the cold, prickled blanket of leaves protect her, and let them softly jab at her face and neck as the wind blew them. There was a bit of warmth, though, where the dog was curled, the movemen

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The History Keeper by The-Blink-of-an-Eye, literature

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The History Keeper

His pale hands like albino spiders weaving a web of words on the paper, the letters writhing like the bugs trapped in the webs. The rolls of paper he had already written lay like corpses in the square shelves, each one wrapped in ribbon and stamped with a seal. The room was silent except for the soft scratch of his pen as it flew across the yellowed paper. He wasn’t a record keeper, as that implied a man hired to record the ebb and flow of the kingdom’s assets, and he was no such thing. He was the History Keeper. The one who made sure Father Time didn’t completely destroy everything. He made sure history stayed the same, no

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Current Residence: Such stalkers here!
Favourite genre of music: Symphonic Metal
Favourite photographer: Not a photography fan, although my dad takes some cool ones....
MP3 player of choice: iPod and iTunes
Shell of choice: One I pick up on the beach with my sister!
Wallpaper of choice: Whatever obsession I'm fueling at the moment
Favourite cartoon character: I love Daffy Duck. Eat your heart out Donald!!
Personal Quote: "My life's so extreme, I wear kneepads."

Favourite Visual Artist

Monique Motil

Favourite Movies

Shakespeare in Love, Stardust, Hogfather, Mel Brooks films, Edward Scissorhands, Road to El Dorado

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

WT, Nightwish, Lacuna Coil, Betty Curse, Evanescence, t.A.T.u., 3 Days Grace, EA, and The Veronicas

Favourite Writers

The poets would be Poe and Holopainen, the writers Prattchet and Moore

Favourite Games

LIFE!!!!

Favourite Gaming Platform

Board games. Although computers come close second. Ooh! And cards.

Tools of the Trade

Classic notebook and pencil.

Other Interests

Acting, reading, writing, thinking. Kind of boring, actually.

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Mar 21, 2009

Terribly Sorry

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I know I haven't been updating, but since approximately 99.999% of my stuff is dark and emo and I recently got my depression diagnosed, it means I won't be posting as much. You've probably all figured that out... Anyway, I am still alive and I'm still writing. So watch out, I could be anywhere.

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Jan 16, 2009

Too Cold

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So, I'm going to school (at the butt crack of dawn, as my English teacher would say) at 6:50 one morning to be there for my first class. I glance at the thermometer. -15 F. Wind chill makes it about -40 F. Our school has obviously never heard of a snow day.

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Dec 29, 2008

Late Christmas

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Because you guys didn't ask, I'm going to tell you about MY Christmas! It's a long one, watch out! I got a lot of books. My sister got me a bunch of Eva Ibbotson's romance novels, which are incredibly funny. They don't mean to be, but they are. I just finished The Morning Gift (it took me four days... but I did read another book my sister got when she wasn't!), and I highly recommend it for either the romance book inclined or the jaded cynics. AND I got another Discworld book of my own! I love that series. We finally got my dad to watch all of Hogfather, and he found it thoroughly creepy. Well, that's kind of the point, isn't it? Nobby was

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Jun 30, 2008

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Jun 17, 2008

Supposedly The Phone Will Ring
Right After You Do This.

Just read the little stories and
Think of a wish as you scroll all
The way to the bottom. There is
A message there - then make your
Wish.

No attachment on this one.

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Stories

I'm 13 years old, and I wished
That my dad would come home from
The army, because he'd been having
Problems with his heart and right
Leg It was 2:53 p .m.. When I made
My wish. At 3: 07 PM . (14 minutes
Later), the doorbell rang, and
There my Dad was, luggage and all!!

I'm Katie and I'm 20 and I've been
Having trouble in my job and on the
Verge of quitting. I made a simple
Wish that my boss would get a new
Job. That was at 1:35 and at 2:55
There was an announcement that he
Was promoted and was leaving for
Another city. Believe me...this
Really works!!!

My name is Ann and I am 45 years
Of age. I had always been single
And had been hoping to get into a
Nice, loving relationship for many
Years. While kind of daydreaming(and right after receiving this email)
I wished that a quality person would
Finally come into my life. That was at
9:10 AM on a Tuesday. At 9:55 AM
A FedEx delivery man came into my
Office.He was cute, polite and
Could not stop smiling at me. He
Started coming back almost everyday(even without packages) and asked me
Out a week later . We married 6
Months later and now have been
Happily married for 2 years.

What a great email it was!!

Just scroll down to the end, but
While you do, think of a wish.
Make your wish when you have completed
Scrolling. Whatever age you are, is the
Number of minutes it will take for your
Wish to come true. Ex.you are 25 years
Old, it will take 25 minutes for your wish
To come true).

However, if you don't send this to
People in 5 minutes, you will have bad
Luck for years!!

Go for it!!!
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STOP!!!
Congratulations!!! Your wish will
Now come true in your age minutes.

Now follow this carefully....it
Can be very rewarding!!!!

If you send this to 10 more
People, other than the 5 that you
Already have to send to, something
Major that you've been wanting
Will happen.

Message: This is scary!

The phone will ring right after
You do this!

Apr 13, 2008

This is really sweet........

When a Girl is quiet ...
millions of things are running in her mind.

When a Girl is not arguing ... she is thinking deeply.

When a Girl looks at u with eyes full of questions ... she is wondering
how long you will be around.

When a Girl answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ... she is not at all fine.

When a Girl stares at you ... she is wondering why you are lying.

When a Girl lays on your chest ... she is wishing for you to be hers forever.

When a Girl wants to see you everyday... she wants to be pampered.

When a Girl says ' I love you ' ... she means it.

When a Girl says ' I miss you ' ... no one in this world can miss you more than that.

Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person....

Find a Guy .. who calls you beautiful instead of hot.

Who calls you back when you hang up on him.

Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who ... kisses your forehead.

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

Who holds your hand in front of his friends.

Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

Who turns
to his friends and says, ' That's her!! '

If you open this you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life!!!!!

If I don't get this back I guess your not my friend. If you have a lot of love for someone. copy and send this to your whole list. In 5 minutes your true love will call or message you.

Tonight at midnight your true love will realize they like you. Something good will happen to you at approx. 1:42pm tomorrow, it could be anywhere.

So get ready for the biggest shock of your life. If you break this chain, you will be cursed with relationship problems for the most important
time

of your life. send this to 15 people in 15 minutes to carry on the chain...and spare yourself the emotional stress.