a DiFfErEnT KiNd Of SiLeNcE -1- Millie Fellowman sat at the edge of her mother’s bed and played with her favorite doll named Susan. She swung Susan up and down and held her with a tight grip while a breeze started to collect. The room began to get colder. Inside the room was furniture possibly from... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
SoMeThInG aS OnE Wasted time Here it comes Fools are beating Upon my mind They are There with drums The DEAD is something Sometimes As the sun Giving life to those Without one As tounges have tasted Not one song Sign in to see full entry.
"What was it like the first time you two met." "I honestly don't know." said Rachael. "I guess it was perfect.I still love him but I guess the perfection is slowly fading." "So what your saying is that the house is the cause of your entire brake up?" "Yes. I mean no.I think it has something to do... Sign in to see full entry.