Tag: dreaming

  • What You Know

    Imagination  Told you to write what you know  Don’t panic, just write 

  • My Best Friend

    No one believed me when I told them the moon was my best friend.  The moon was the only one who listened, but that was also the other problem.  No one believed me when I told them the moon listened to my midnight wonderings.  My stories.  My parents were often gone and I knew I…

  • Dreaming

    “The dream is coming true.  You just have to believe,” I whispered to my brother and tried to get him to see things as I did.  The harder he worked, the better things would be if he knew that from the very beginning.  I didn’t want him to see the behavior of our relatives and…

  • Stomping

    I stomped into the house after a long day of working at the library.  I knew why I was irritated, but there were too many problems for me to solve in one day.  All I wanted was for the managers to do their jobs, but apparently that was too much to ask.  Today they had…

  • Summer Again

    I never wanted summer to   end. I cried every  September first  knowing you might not  come back to me.  I worked away the school year  to wish away the summer  dreaming was always my best  quality.  Especially in the hot summer sun.  Every year I cried  drowned  coped  knowing you would never love me  as much…