A greedy peak is a piece I need a tiny bit of help on. Not sure if I should have more climax at the end and less description or leave it with its sudden ending. But anyway, cheers
~ Brenton


Decisions, DecisionsWhite and ginger, fluffy and fat, the cat has a dilemma. He sits poised in front of the food bowl asking himself; eat the food placed for him, or walk upstairs and have a nap on the queen-size bed? Ah, the life of a cat.Decisions, Decisions


Life or DeathHe had always liked her maybe even loved her, the girl who sat in front of him at the table. She, unfortunately, had never felt the same way but his stubbornness had never let his faith to this one girl fade away. Nearly six years now he had cherished their friendship but desired so much more. Nearly six years and she herself was still alone. None of that mattered though, not as two other people sat with them at the table. The three girls were bubbling with a mixture of excitement and nervousness; they didnt know what the result of drinking this elixir would be. He was just plain scared. No one spoke as the blooLife or Death


Shenanigans of CharlieThe three of them sit in the uncomfortable waiting room minding their own business. The feminist literary critic is reading the Readers Digest; the barman sits with a pen and paper; and the aging alcoholic ex-vaudeville star sits leaning forward, eyes popping madly and his hands fidgeting. Theyre waiting patiently for the doctor.Shenanigans of Charlie
The drunk looks up at the barman and smells the lingering stench of alcohol and heavenly spirits wafting through the room. On impulse and desire of beer, he strikes a conversation with the barman who is chewing on his pen.
Whatre you here for m


Those wonderful white keys...Those wonderful white keys...Those wonderful white keys...
You can hear the small-hand of the clock ticking as you sit by yourself, in your dark bedroom. For minutes your soft, cold fingers lightly stroke the smooth surface of plastic keys. Your heart is beating quickly, almost bursting with the passion that has haunted you the last seventeen years. The emotion, the pain from even touching these keys is like a dagger through the heart. You know you arent meant to play the piano, not after the accident.
Two years ago during year eleven at high-school you could play. Of course your weakness of being the shy one always stopped you
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes very little to upset the balance
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes very little to upset the balance
lifes a bitch but only if you let it be so <img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/candyheart_quiz/loveya.gif" border="0" /><
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life is like a bowl of jelly it takes very little to upset the balance
lifes a bitch but only if you let it be so <img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/candyheart_quiz/loveya.gif" border="0" /><
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Like mermaids? You'll have an obsession with Mermafied
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"Some things can't be explained. Only experienced."
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