Winter in New England
Most people say that they like summer; well, I like winter. The cold chill, snowflakes in the air falling in slow motion, gliding down like a weightless feather.
Nonfiction
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Most people say that they like summer; well, I like winter. The cold chill, snowflakes in the air falling in slow motion, gliding down like a weightless feather. -
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Shoes
Shoes -
The Stolen Bike
It was a pretty cold night and the wind blew hard. I was walking down the street looking for something to do because I was bored. It had been snowing for a while and it still continued, coming down, and down. -
Looking Into my Dog's Eyes
Monday
7:50am
Where is everybody going? Can I come? No, don’t leave me! Not again!
8:00am
Oh no, not again! Must find my people!
Chew, chew, chew. Scratch, scratch, scratch! -
Tigerstar's Death
Tigerstar’s Death -
What an Animal thinks when they look at you
When I look at an animal at the zoo, he normally looks back. When he looks at me, straight in the eyes, he's probably thinking, “Darn, another one. Geez, when can I get some privacy around here. -
rabbit's heart four years later
i know this isn't really my usual fare exactly but i need to rant so... i guess that's what this is. -
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Voting
I have been thinking about the voting system for a long time, and while I do have a rather unpopular opinion, I would love to hear your thoughts. -
making a film: props (part one)
hazel's house is almost fully cast, but for one ghost and a few people who haven't confirmed. costumes for all but a few of the characters have been purchased. -
15 words (who am i)
i am the one to build ice from puddled water. leaking, honest, here for you.