Staring at the moniter, I have nothing else to do. Well, maybe I do. Bed. But the thought of fighting with the sheets and punching my pillows doesn’t sound comforting. Not now, not ever. Besides, the bed would just win the fight…
I stare at the clock on the screen in front of me. 1:00am. Time sure flies…when you’re all alone. Yes all alone. Even my mind has deserted me. Now where was I? oh yes.
Alone.the souns of t hekeyboard playa mel odyas I try nott oallasle ep .
The annoying sound of the neighbors ratty car trying to start woke me up. Hmhmm I don’t remember falling asleep. I blink up at the moniter that wakes up as well as I nudge the mouse. I glance at the words typed on the screen. Somewhere between the last sentence and this morning, my mind must have returned. I yawned as I frowned, muttering curses at the stupid car next door. I hit the backspace key till the screen was blank, then I crawled into my bed. No fighting awaited me, just down feathers & cold sheets…I’m not alone now.
About the author
heartbeats echocho
alone with my reaccuring dreams
i kinda stumbled onto ficlets by accident, soo ficlets sorta found me…corny i know…
reading just a few entries i thought, ‘this could be fun!’
i figured that i need to sharpen my skills…or rather, lack thereof. i’m hopeing ficlets will give me the edge i need to become a better writer…well, here’s hopeing so
As of January 18th, I was welcomed into the highly esteemed League of Awesomeness…ha-ray everybody!...no? okay…I am now the Duchess De La Awesome. Feel free to call me Duchess whenever you don’t refer to me as Echo…lol : ]-
love it!:
the bands…skillet, flyleaf, paramore, blueprints of the heart, relient k, fall out boy, & hellogoodbye(’s here in your arms)
volley-ball
watching my bro play b-ball
skateboarding
ripstick…ing
jesus
my friends
my family
music videos(fuse tv)
my local radio station(whoo! the Q 99.7)
the smell of rain
watching it snow
Heros
The Bigget Loser
did i say music?
that I, heartbeats echocho, is corny-like-the-sun-shines-so-bright-it-makes-your-eyes-hurt-if-you-stare-at-it.
(which is soo much more corny then lil miss-not-as-corny-as-me-but-she-keeps-insisting-she-is Emotes)
hate it!:
being home on fridaynights when theres concerts & games to go to
when im listening to my fav song on the radio & someone changes the channel (come ON man!!)
low-fat icecream(what the heck?!)
icecream that melts then freezes again(it’snot the same after that… : [ )
shoveling first thing in the mornings after i watch it snow
when peeps don’t comment on my stuuuufffff!!
when somebody accuses me of not being corny
Oh, so now you’re the ‘goddess of corniliousness’?
I never said I was a goddess so you can’t say ’ Echo is not the goddess of whatever-you-said, I am!’
And accusing me of lying?
That cuts deeply Emotes.
I apollogize for hurting you, as you say I have. I had no knowledge I had done so, because I am too corny to attempt hurting a friend. :(
But really E, an imposter?! That is soo low…this is…WAR!
Let the Corny War begin….
I…AM….COORRNIINEESSSSS!!!
Published on February 09, 2008.
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