Timeless Writing

Dangerous Desires

Austin Briggs — Thu, 13 Jun 2013 02:34:03 +0000

I can see the door was about to slam and I can tell that it’s going to be a hard one! I could have stopped the door from crushing my grandmother’s fingers. Yes, I could have but I didn’t.

It almost ripped the skin from my grandmother’s finger and I can see that a part of her nail was taken off. Blood was oozing from her fingers. Glorious red blood!

“Oh, Grandma! Are you ok?!” I asked her in an alarmed but gentle voice. I quickly looked for some antiseptic to clean her wound and placed a bandage around it.

I pitied the old woman but part of me was elated with the sight of pain and blood. I don’t know why it felt so satisfying!

If only I can tell my sister about it. Would she understand? I wanted to share my feelings so much. I wanted to share the experience….I want to do it again!

But to who? When? Where?

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Goodbye!

Austin Briggs — Thu, 13 Jun 2013 01:18:53 +0000

“You are a beautiful man! Your mouth is so sweet; I want to taste you forever.”

“Your embrace gives me so much warmth, I want you to envelope me always.”

“I can smell you in my skin and I want to soak in you for eternity. You fill my every being.”

“And yet, you leave me?” he asked.

“I have so much of you in me that I no longer know myself. “ I told him.

“You are the one I see, I feel, I taste, I smell. I want to see myself again.” I kissed his tears, his eyes.

I inhaled the sweet scent of his mouth and gently kissed his firm lips.

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Oh My Gosh

Austin Briggs — Thu, 13 Jun 2013 01:14:47 +0000

“Excuse me…” and he looked at me for a second and he let me pass through. There goes that tiny flutter in my chest. My mind is shouting “Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh”

Oh how I wished the person in front of him didn’t move. I wanted to linger for a little longer in where I was staying. I was exactly in front of him and I can feel his eyes behind me as he let me pass.

“Thank you.” and I smiled at him. It took me all my courage to smile at him but he was already talking to his friend.

‘Guess I will have to be content for now. But I can’t help but dream that one day, he would also smile at me. Perhaps he would respond. Oh, and maybe we can start talking as well! Now I can no longer wait for tomorrows recess in school. Maybe, I will see him again in the cafeteria!

Sunday, please be quick! I want it to be Monday already!

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Oh Why!

Gita Anugrah — Fri, 31 May 2013 22:51:34 +0000

Why would Atticus do such a job?”

“I don’t know mam; no words can clarify his actions!”

“This is crazy! What will my family say about my husband doing this job as if his qualifications could not land him a naturally satisfying job?”

“I doubt it mam; your husband just couldn’t stay away from plants!”

Gita Anugrah.

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My Darling Son

Restya Winda Astari — Fri, 31 May 2013 22:43:20 +0000

It’s hypogonadism. I’m sorry. But, you can adopt a child to call you daddy…”
I walk out from that hospital room.
“How is it going?” Anna hugs my waist.
“Good. Now you and I can go to our son’s school”

Restya Winda Astari.

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Truck. Stop.

A. Partridge — Fri, 31 May 2013 22:30:19 +0000

My husband took his truck out for a jaunt with two guys who might buy it. And now Tim is missing. I didn’t talk to him again. It was such an ordinary plan. Why could my husband not call? What or who could stop him? My imaginings cloud my mind. It was an old truck.

A. Partridge.

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Charming Woods

Eliseo Mauas Pinto — Thu, 30 May 2013 05:40:29 +0000

A Fairy would say that magic in this wood should stir up passion and alluring thoughts. Day by day, you and I had charm among this wood, touching lips, attracting hands. …This Fairy was right… if you walk in again, your hub will miss you, ‘cos I won’t allow you to slip away.

Eliseo Mauas Pinto

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Night of Truth

Ernestasia — Thu, 30 May 2013 05:26:44 +0000

“Good to go?”

Sarah groggily got in.

‘I always thought us was it. I’m sorry. I can’t..’

Sarah ran through it again. Tonight. No turning back.

“Do you think Ryan’s going to swallow it good?” Jill took Sarah’s hand.

“I don’t know. I’m just hoping I don’t fall for his words again.”

Ernestasia

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Dragon

Ross Coppage — Thu, 30 May 2013 05:09:27 +0000

Tucking against a shadowy column, I saw my skin grow rigid bumps. Fanning my fright, it was passing only an arm span away. In its grasp, writhing and bloody, was a young girl, futily clawing at its armor. With a strangling grip, I spun wildly, slashing my sword through its bony skin.

Ross Coppage

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Soul Whip

Alissa Vaughan — Thu, 30 May 2013 03:27:48 +0000

“Soul took it.”

“Soul?” Goss laughs, stumbling back.

“Always a cur,” Ward snarls.

Turning to Soul, “Show it!”

Soul drops a black cord at Goss’s foot.

Frowning, “Brilliant man and still no champion.”

Arms hanging limp, “no, I’m no champion.”

“But you will soon a champion finish.” Whips lash.

Alissa Vaughan

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