Archive | November 2013

Eye challenge

Nov25

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Midnight nightmares

Nov18

I wake up with a gasp. The thin sheets are stuck to my sweaty body, showing my fear….I had the same dream again, yes that one. The one where…..never mind. How many times will I see this….we’ll I don’t really know what’s going on. At least I know there coming to me for a reason. The real question is why though…..

A cold morning

Nov14

My eyelids flutter open, breaking the layer of magical dust that gives us sweet peaceful dreams. I give a good sigh only to see my breath turn to a mini cloud of perspiration. Last night Jack Frost was definitely nipping at my nose. I pull the great big quilt over my head to insulate the warmth that was still left. My eyes soon adjust to the darkness under the thick layer. I knew that I would have to getup soon to carry on with all the chores that needed to be done, but it was nice in here. Warm, maybe I’ll stay for just a few more minutes……

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TIC, TOC goes the clock

Nov7

My eyes dart back and forth from the clock to the door. TIC, TOC it goes, silently watching me. Watching my anxiety and my distress. Where is she? Mom hurry up. If your getting me out of school early for an appointment that I don’t even want to go to then please hurry up! Arg! My anxiety starts to become Impatience and stress. Oh my gosh. Ugh! Mom, common. Where r u?

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Oh how lovely is the evening.

Nov4

I look outside of the clear window, tinted a whitish hue from frost. My hands rub back and forth on the silken cushion of the velvet chair. My dark brown eyes zoom in and focus on every snowflake darting from one to another watching them falling from the frosty night sky like frozen teardrops. Each one different yet still in some way almost identical with the beauty it has. I silently open my mouth with a soft HUH. The moistness in my breath fogs up the glass. A perfect canvas to draw things that will quickly erase and you can do more. I turn around to direct my body to the warmth of the crackling fire. Oh how lovely is this evening!