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Rephrasing My Life, One True Sentence At A Time. June 29, 2012. She went to the porch and watched as Charlie poured a bucket of sand over Steve’s foot. He waved at her. “Look, mom! Daddy got attacked by a shark and all that’s left is his head! 8221; Steve exploded out of the sand and chased a screaming and giggling Charlie to the beach house. 8220;Alright, you two, it’s time for lunch.”. 8220;Aw, mom.” Charlie hung his head. 8220;A big one? 8221; Charlie asked, his blue eyes wide. 8221; Steve asked.
Sarah’s Dream | Reticent Writer
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Rephrasing My Life, One True Sentence At A Time. July 13, 2012. David’s smile faded and he nodded to three people standing in the distance. Bradley, Melody, and Sarah’s mother stood in a circle, looking at the ground. She walked toward them, the sense of dread growing with each step. The air erupted in a loud whispering sound. 8220;What did you do, Sarah? 8221; Bradley had tears in his eyes. 8220;What are you talking about? 8220;How could you? Sarah turned to her mother. 8221; Sarah whispered. 8221; He t...
Yeah Write, The Speakeasy #111: Guilt | Reticent Writer
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Rephrasing My Life, One True Sentence At A Time. Yeah Write, The Speakeasy #111: Guilt. Yeah Write, The Speakeasy #111: Guilt. May 28, 2013. 8220;The guilt was too much to bear.”. Even Laura’s suicide note was a cliché. Mom found Laura at the bottom of the swimming pool, her body weighted down with rocks in her pockets like she was fucking Virginia Woolf, and not just your average, everyday junkie. What,. Years of putting up with Laura’s crap and this was all she could say? 8220;Get up.”. Mom sighed....
On The Water | Reticent Writer
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Rephrasing My Life, One True Sentence At A Time. May 22, 2013. Mama was scared of boats and water after that. By age eight, I figured out that if I wanted to get out of chores, all I had to do was push off in daddy’s rowboat and Mama would leave me alone. She wouldn’t even go to the dock to wave me in for supper. She’d ring the dinner bell on the porch. I rowed back to shore and walked to the house, stopping by the mailbox on the way in. Nothing. Mama smiled over her coffee cup. I sighed. “I do...8220;Th...
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Rephrasing My Life, One True Sentence At A Time. September 25, 2013. She sank into the depths of her memories. The vague impressions of concerned faces and screaming machines drifted away. The smell of the sea tickled her nose and then she was submerged, weightless in a calm sea, with no idea why or how, and beyond caring. The heaviness, the unbearable weight, of living was gone. […]. Yeah Write, The Speakeasy #111: Guilt. May 28, 2013. May 22, 2013. July 13, 2012. Sarah stood in the fog. It smelled ...
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Our Journey: This House
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Puck's Congenital Heart Defect. Wednesday, February 1, 2012. I shake my fist at the heritage artifice that is my home; often times cursing its poor construction and my naivety at being a first time home buyer. Against our better judgement, spurred on by excitement and the ultimate sign of independence, we waived the option for inspection. It was a brand new development surely it was built properly. Now I find that I fantasize about leaving this place and purchasing some land with a farm. It's a stubborn ...
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About Me and This. The guilt was too much to bear. The guilt was too much to bear. Corbin stabbed into the soft earth and brought up another shovelful of dirt and tossed it into the pile with the rest, the mound steadily growing as the grave deepened. He heard a soft chuckle coming from behind him and he spun to face the darkness and saw nothing but a wisp of smoke wafting through the trees. 8220;Come out, Shamus,” Corbin growled, but he was answered by another low snicker. 8220;What you burying her for?
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View my complete profile. 1607;ایکو. 1607;ایکوی محل کار! 1607;ایکو. 1607;ایکو. 1607;ایکو. 1575;طلاعیه. 1607;ایکو. 1607;ایکوی بهاری. Tuesday, January 10, 2006. نوشته شده به وسیلهی Ilia در 03:20. Wednesday, January 04, 2006. چه دور میتواند باشد. نوشته شده به وسیلهی Ilia در 13:59. Saturday, December 17, 2005. So much work,. You are calling my name. نوشته شده به وسیلهی Ilia در 01:24. Sunday, December 11, 2005. Tired of bein' sleepy,. I pour a glass. نوشته شده به وسیلهی Ilia در 02:16. Friday, December 09, 2005.
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Trying to find my own style in the big ol' blog world. Friday, June 11, 2010. Bet you thought I was gone for good. We drove to Missouri in December to visit my mom and grandfather. It was almost 17 hours in the car one way and we hit bad weather both ways. Thinking of doing it again next month due to the outrageous costs of flying four of us and renting a car once there. So that is a bit of a catch-up if anyone wondered what happened to me. Hopefully I can get back more than once a year. I have explained...
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Fair Use of Content. What's in a Name? Prayer Is / Prayer Is Not. The Write Stuff by Max Lucado. Tough Questions – Two Column PDF. Tough Questions – One Column PDF. Calling myself a writer, or even telling people that I want to become a writer is so difficult for me. There’s always a voice telling me that it’s a foolish or prideful thing to say. But it’s neither of those. It’s a faith statement. It’s who God has called me to be.". Young, Sarah 2004. Read more ». The Privilege of Prayer. Read more ».
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Rephrasing My Life, One True Sentence At A Time. September 25, 2013. That was close. He placed her hand on her stomach and patted it. His hand was ice-cold. 8212;————————————. The Speakeasy #128 prompts:. 1 Beginning Sentence: “She sank into the depths of her memories.”. Yeah Write, The Speakeasy #111: Guilt. May 28, 2013. 8220;The guilt was too much to bear.”. Did Laura feel guilt about– the drugs,the lying, the stealing, kicking over my sand castles as a child? I took Mom a bowl of soup I knew she woul...
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جزر و مد افکار. با صدهزارمردم تنهایی.بی صدهزارمردم تنهایی-. Daily life blogger -. جغد سیاه کوچولوی من ، آدما احمقن . آدما بلد نیستن چطور به ساده ترین روش رفیق باشن برات ، آدما نمیدونن خیلی وقتا رفیق بودن نیاز به انجام یه کار خارق العاده نیس. لازم به خندوندن یه آدم وقتی ناراحته نیس . ولی تو میتونی هروقت که بخوای ، هرجایی سرتو بزاری روی شونه ی من ، چایی بخوری و هیچی نگی و من ازت هیچی نپرسم ، یا حتی اگه چیزی بگی ، بازم چیزی ازت نپرسم ، قضاوت و بازخواستت نکنم . تقدیم به عزیزی که نمیخونه اینجارو . دیروز دلربا...
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