Simply-Kayla
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Why do ghost stories still scare me? I know they aren’t real. Still, I psych myself out at the most random moments. For instance, I’ll simply be washing my hands in the bathroom. Then from the corner of my eye, I could have sworn I saw the shower curtain move. I stare at it hard,…
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He walks into the room and I am surrounded by stars and butterflies. His air, his smell, his appearance is even greater than the loveliest of nights. He shines brighter than the moon and his confidence sparkles with the stars. I am his forever if he will shine his light towards me. He is almost…
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Another year, and still more books. Here is the list of the top 10 books I read in 2019: 10. “The Rise and Fall of the Dinosaurs” by Steve Brusatte Non-fiction. I’ve read a lot of dinosaur books, but it is always good to refresh your memory. This book does that and also catches you…
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Tension slowly eased out of my shoulders, and my toes dug deep into the warm sand. My toes dug deep into the warm sand, My mind gone blank as I shut my brown eyes. My mind gone blank as I shut my brown eyes, Filling it with the sounds of the the rushed tide. Filling…
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I walked into the house and I immediately felt at home. There were cracks running all along the walls from the floor to ceiling, the air was thick with the smell of mold seeping through the floorboards, and I noticed paint chipping away on the walls that were covered in yellow and brown spots. It…
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But first, we need to finish two thousand nineteen. Doesn’t it give you the chills? We’re only 19 years into the the 21st century – we’re such babies! In less than a year we will be in the 20s again. Just like some people back in 1919 thought, and in 1819, and in 1719, and…
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I imagine if I were to ever take drugs, I’d have similar visions that come alive in my dreams. This is why I don’t do drugs. During my childhood, my Mom had always enjoyed having life-sized dolls placed in various rooms. They would either be sitting innocently on armchairs or creepily standing in corners. I’m…
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Sipping on wine and setting up this game. Then you come along and announce your name. I am offended by your confidence and ashamed of your stance, And that was my judgement at first glance. Yet upon another, Your eyes tell me this is where kindness dwells, And the deeper I look, the more my…
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It was a shabby apartment, but that isn’t why I left him. I looked around our small studio and stared at the once vibrant paisley wallpaper. Now faded and torn, it exposed a dirty green wall that probably once lit up this room with the sunlight. I imagine it became dull quite quickly. I looked…
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I hear the waterfalls. The powerful rumbling drowns out those memories – Memories of regret and calamities. I hear the trees. The crisp rustling of the leaves whisper over my thoughts, As they try to rationalize the consequences I’ve bought. I hear the rain. Every fall invades my conscience. Each drop a welcoming interruption. Finally,…
