Scarlett's Stories

My Love...I miss you

2008-03-04T23:09:29Z

I sat on the bench. The bench where we first held hands. The bench we first kissed on. You owned it all, my first kiss, my first boyfriend, my first true love. And the unexpected tragedy. I cried and cried for days and nights, and I’ll never be over you. Maybe in another life, maybe when Its my time, we can be together. But you will always remain in my heart… It may be long distance, my love, but it is true enough to prosper. So until we meet again, my love, We must wait. Wait until its time. YOu remain in my heart

Honoring your parents

2008-03-03T23:25:09Z

Our parents are to be respected, as much as we hate it. They could have just left us in the adoption center But they care. They want us to grow up to be good, not spoiled, educated, and well lived people. Everything they do, all the punishment, is somewhat connected to that. They teach us sometimes we wont always get what we want the most. They want us to be like them, and sometimes they don’t. sometimes they just want us to be better then them. They will do everything to help us not to make the same mistakes they have made. But if they hate us, then why do they do this? Because they love us. As cheesy as it sounds, its true. And they hate to see us grow up. Because we complete them. When we leave, its like a piece of their heart disappeared. We came from a part of them, so we remain a part of them. We are our own people, but we are also a part of them. And as much as we may hate it, as much as their issues remain, one day we will realize, and one day we will regret it. Your parents love you. under it all.

Scarlett's Perfection contest

2008-03-03T23:13:38Z

New Contest!
The goal in this contest is to describe the perfect girl.
In a literate way. ex-
Her long shiny and perfectly straight hair flowed against her back as she smiled, with her enviable laugh and kindness floating abound.
That is an example don’t use it :)
Rules:
She is flawless
all entries will be checked so no copying
must fit in one ficlet space
must be sequeled to this
Character must have a full physical and personality description.
Dont trash other people’s entries.
The character must have a name
The title must be formatted as characters name (perfection contest)

Enjoy the contest.
The winners will have their character star in the new book
The Cruzan Hook, and will be the start of a ficlet series.
Have fun :)

Guitar

2008-02-23T04:05:09Z

My silent eyes upon the strings
strum and strum
a pick in hand
fingers hurt
my life demand
i play and play
and chord by chord
Out of my mouth
every word
the rhythm
the beauty
Its part of my life
What would I do without a guitar?

Life quilt

2008-02-22T06:37:37Z

The days passed
and seasons changed
me and you
always the same
our love continues
to grow so strong
in the morning
the birds song
the quilt of life
will never end
you must finish it
in heaven

Bad Hair day part 1

2008-02-22T06:34:44Z

“MY HAIR !” Juli shrieked. She stared in the mirror and rubbed her eyes. She slipped on her ducky slippers and stomped down the hall for an explanation.

Lullabies Hoax

2008-02-22T06:32:27Z

Did lullabies ever really work?
Because a lot of people may be wasting their time.

The Best of The Worst

2008-02-22T06:30:18Z

The party was great. Ana was scaling up the popularity meter with this party.
Then the lights went out. The Penthouse party blackout. People moaned. People scolded. Ana panicked. She didn’t want to be remembered with a party like this.
So she decided to make the best of the worst.
Ana climbed on top of the dining room table with a flashlight. All eyes were on her.
Then she screamed.
“7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN ”

Poor bees D:

2008-02-22T06:27:24Z

Dont be the bear in the beehive. Because being nice never hurt anybody.

Hygiene

2008-02-22T06:25:19Z

Always remember to brush your teeth. Well. every day. twice. and tic tacs never hurt anybody.

Be you.

2008-02-22T06:22:35Z

Why do people cut themselves? What good does it do them? All it does is hurt and leave scars that make you look ugly. So Why? There is absolutely no good outcome. And you could die if you slit an artery or passed out because of loss of blood. And whats with all this ‘suicide’? Over some boy? Or because you lost your cell phone? I mean get over it! Crap happens! But at the end of every storm there will always be a rainbow with a pot of gold. And its not like you go to heaven if you commit suicide! I mean seriously. Pain is stupid. It can be funny, it can be punishment, but its pretty much retarded when you bring it on yourself (unless its unintentional, because then i would be considered retarded). So get over your problems, shove it up your butt, and walk funny until you realize you don’t have to live this way. Better things will happen if you have a better view on things. And stop all this ‘giving up’. Because you don’t have to be a loser. Be you.

Who is She

2008-02-22T06:12:34Z

is it possible for such a young girl to hold so many thoughts
she is so doubted
misunderstood
but she believes its true
is she a drama queen
or is it true
her stories and metaphors
holy in context
her literature disguises
hiding her true feelings
will anyone ever understand
the girl without one story
but a girl with many stories
replace your fears
the tears fall down her face
she sits alone
unloved
even though she is surrounded by it
she needs to embrace it
she is a mystery
a single dot in space
in reality
who is this girl nobody knows
who is she

Prisoner to Pirates

2008-02-22T05:55:13Z

I sat there tied to a pole. i didn’t have much against boats, i never got seasick, and i enjoyed sailing. But being captured by a bunch of morons? That was totally uncalled for.
Well most of them are morons. Some are skilled pirates. they are all scary. So here i am, fearing my soon to be gone head into the pits. If I only I could untie myself. I mean I didn’t even think Pirates were still around. Much less in The Gulf Of Mexico. But those sailing trips in Galveston just may help me escape this stupid ship I’m stuck on. Even though I’ve tried. For hours.

Impossible

2008-02-22T05:41:58Z

I dropped all of it. all the groceries my mom made me buy. All the crap i bought from a gift store. All my new clothes. And i stared. In front of me in the sidewalk, i stared. I felt confused. I couldn’t imagine how it came to be. Why must times and places be so mixed up? It hit me back. I felt a glare upon me from every direction, and continued staring. And what I saw, I will never forget. I slowly stuttered..I was able to make out only one interesting word.

“Impossible”

Some ficlets

2008-02-22T05:31:43Z

Some ficlets should just remain unsequeled and alone. Enough Said.