Secrets
The Day Karura Forest Revealed My Secret
I thought I had buried it deep enough... Under the thick red soil of Karura Forest, where cyclists speed past in bright helmets and the wind seems to carry whispers, I told myself that no one would ever find it. Secrets should stay hidden there.
By Lori A. A.3 months ago in Confessions
Writing is hard
Writing can be hard work, especially when you are not good with grammar or punctuation and spelling. I need help like Grammarly, but I just wish I were good at writing, knew the grammar rules and everything you want to know. Something sad, I’m bad at math too, but that's a story for another time, but I know a few rules when putting a comma, for example, apples, oranges, bananas and grapes, stuff like that and uppercase letters for the beginning of a sentence and city or country and names, little basic things like that, so pathetic (i don’t know why i’m telling people this).
By Shayla Rose-leader3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 逮捕
I found a new way to organize my Todo list a bit more effeciently so, I am looking forward to the productivity from that. I am pretty tired but thanks to the tea I have been a bit busier than I normally would be, plus I am almost done with my list which then means I will text my address to that guy.
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 通販
I have opened another Vocal story up. I have to pages out now that I am working on but, I guess it is because as soon as I sat down to this computer, I felt like I didn't really have enough tasks to warrant using it really so, was like, " might as well write another page. "
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions
Here I Sit, My Foot Tap-Tap-Tapping
I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't the quiet, dense, anxious space between breaths I found myself waiting in. My arms are tired from the clenching of my fists and holding my elbows to the sides of my body in an effort to shore up what is soft with what strength I can muster. My feet are bouncing in a chaotic anti-rhythm of panic as I play the words over and over in my head where they echo in my heart. His pleas, my goodbyes.
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist3 months ago in Confessions
Word of the Day: 塩っぽい
I really need to go over all my diary entries and make sure none of the themes are repeating. I have had some people ask me about that and the thing is, they are not always about what I am writing about, though for some entries they are connected to the content. It is more of a game I play with myself to sort of encourage the study of Japanese or keeping a sort of " Flashcard set " , if you will.
By Kayla McIntosh3 months ago in Confessions
The Story I Never Thought I’d Tell: I Survived a Love-Bomber
Sitting on my shower floor with scalding hot water washing over my shivering body, I sob, listening to a new album by one of my favorite artists that has inspired this essay, as I’ve had to build my wall so high I didn’t think anyone could actually climb it, until someone did.
By Ash Ylvisaker3 months ago in Confessions
