Argent-Sterling

I remember the first time I felt fat, The first time I felt ugly. I remember the first time I felt less important than my siblings, The first time I felt like no one would love me. I can't remember the first time I felt loved, The first time I felt happy. I can't remember the first time I made a friend, The first time I felt compassion... Because I've always been loved, Always been happy. I've always had friends and compassion. The negative sticks out more because I can compare it to the positive, Because the positive is a constant It's always there. We see bad as bad because it's not good. We only ever notice the horrible thin

Calder Reilley had just paddled back to shore on his surfboard when he thought he heard something. It was a fragile music box kind of sound, a sad tune, yet full of hope. But the thing that caught him was how frighteningly familiar it was. He turned back to the ocean to see where it was coming from, but he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. "Calder!" a voice called behind him, and just like that, the sound was gone. "Was that just my imagination?" he asked himself. "Calder! Mom says it's time to come home," his little sister, Theresa, said as she approached him. "Huh?" he hadn't registered what she said. "Bah! Are sixteen-year-ol

"Remember that one time when we hid from your sister in that old shed because we walked in on her and her boyfriend making out and she was coming after us with her makeup?" Luke asked as he absently plucked a leaf off of its branch. He was speaking to a girl in destructed jeans and a simple white button up shirt who was lying under the tree. Her light blonde hair rustled in the wind. "Yeah. It was fun," she didn't even look at him to reply. She kept her pale blue eyes on the gaps in the leaves above her and watched the sunlight ripple through them. "Hey, Jane?" Luke asked and she looked at her friend. He had shaggy black hair that sometimes

"Vampires," Ruby Adamson mumbled to herself as she scanned her word search. She had been working on it all morning but all the words were things like red, garlic, and vampires. Maybe this was a Halloween edition but every word made her think of vampires. Of course when she thought of vampires she thought of her best friend, and crush, Jake Cordova. A sudden knock on the door made her jump and bit her lip so hard it bled. "Ouch!" she said under her breath. She was in the process of getting up, which was nearly impossible because she was in her father's huge monster chair, when she looked up and saw Jake himself standing there offering her hi

August 18, 2010 Dear Diary, today was the first day of school. It went surprisingly well for being a freshman. Delia ended up wearing light colored jeans with holes in the knees with a red plaid pleated mini skirt over them, a black camisole and a white button up t-shirt over it. She left her hair down and didn't do any makeup (like she ever does. She doesn't need it.) She also wore black low top converse. Me? I wore a pink and purple striped shirt that hung on my shoulders and a purple tank top under it, and a pleated black mid-thigh skirt with long purple and pink striped socks and mary-janes. Polar opposite styles right? I was going for a

August 17, 2010 Dear Diary, since this is the first entry I'm writing I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Lottie May Beck. I'm fourteen years old and I'm about to start my freshman (9th grade) Year at Willow Creek Academy. I have light brown hair down to the middle of my back and blue eyes. I'm a little on the pale side, but not as pale as my friend Delia Adams. She's whiter than sour cream. = ) I'm 5 feet and 3 inches tall and weigh about 114 pounds. Delia, my best friend, has light blonde hair and it's about to her waist. Her eyes can't seem to decide what color they are but they're always pretty. She's 5 feet and 5 inches tall

He was the stuff of nightmares She was the fairytale princess He was the thing that went bump in the night She was the little girl hiding under the covers He was feeling useless She was feeling used He was hiding in the shadows She was hiding from her fears He was falling in the darkness She was barely hanging on He was crying out in pain She was screaming between sobs