The works contained in this folder are entries to the contest held between 30/06/2010 and 01/09/2010. The theme is changes to relationships that occur because of aging. For more info, visit the blog 'Contest'.
Bestfriends Forever by ElleonDire, literature
Literature
Bestfriends Forever
Natalie & Jodi
Bestfriends 4 Ever
It was chilly just like that day, several years before. It had been so long ago, but as much as we both wanted to forget, that event was more than just vandalism. That event was a statement that was supposed to keep our lives intertwined for as long as we both lived.
"Jodi ," You said as you took a seat next to me on the bench. I remembered how you were ever so careful not to cover the evidence of our past. It made me wonder if those words still held relevance in our lives.
"I'm glad you could make it," I said, trying to sound as enthused as I could. But in truth, I didn't want to be there as much a
A young love, so bright, so new
A crush
So innocent and sweet
Hushed confessions
Lies, an objection
A young love, so bright, so new
Confession, confession
Fears of rejection
Hope is never lost
The truth is out
Your heart flutters about
Confession, confession
Simple words exchanged
Smiles, so sweet
Feelings so sure
So Fragile
So Fragile...
Simple words exchanged
The love, it grows
So long together
The wishes of lasting forever
Only one answer remains
Only one thing left to give...
The love, it grows
Actions regretted
Tears shed
Left it all on the bed
Praying for a call
But it never comes
Actions regretted
For so l
His lips curled.
Narrowed cold eyes stared back at him before they moved on. Still he didn't like what he found in them.
Pity.
He had just one word for that. Disgusting.
"You've changed." His head tilted back, his own piercing eyes analyzed the man before him. "Jack, the Reaper."
All the while his guest paced around the room. Hands picking on stray bed sheets, blood stained bottles to finally hesitate before the severed head.
"You haven't." Jack replied.
She had once been beautiful. Who was she? The daughter of a farmer or a disposable bar wench?
By the Goddess, her face had been mutilated.
No eyes stared back at him but e
We were never much of a family, but today, tonight, this moment we were one. It was as if time had stopped and the only thing keeping the universe from falling apart was that letter. It had been passed from one person to the next with troubled eyes. I was last to read it and tossed it on the table, not believing one word of it. We all knew this would happen but that never stopped us from hoping it wouldn't. Secretly, I had led myself to believe she would live forever. But I was wrong. We were all wrong. Our dear mother, Gretchen Ann Wilson, had died of a sudden heart attack. None of us dared to speak, being too scared to admit her dea
i.
I was four and you were two. My Ma says she remembers me saying how it was such a bother when we had a playdate because you'd take my animal crackers and mash them between your fingers and your mouth but you'd never eat any of them.
ii.
I was seven and you were five, and my Ma told me to find a rose to give to you so she could take a picture with her new camera. I couldn't find any, so I went to Old Alfred's field and picked a wildflower instead. But it had a bee, and you had allergies, and you stuffed the petals in my mouth after your Pa fixed you up with the Epipen.
iii.
I was twelve and you were ten. You went to a Catholic girls' s
You were eleven, I was ten
I was sitting under a tree when you ran up and said hi.
You were so energetic, grinning and messy...
You asked if I wanted to play, then grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind you into the trees.
We had a lot of adventures in those woods,
Just you and me and our imaginations.
Soon we had a clubhouse in the woods, where we could seek solace from the pressures of the real world.
It was you and me in those woods.
Then came middle school and your clothes became neater.
You were still a ball of energy though.
Still so happy and bubbly.
At school, you were at the centre of the popular crowd, I was on the
Four
I chased her around the yard at kinder, it was a fun game! Lucy ran and I had to catch her, I was the cop and she was the robber.
Lucy was my best friend.
Thirteen
Stacey said yes!
I asked her out today, because she is beautiful and funny and smart!
And now I have a girlfriend! How innocent it all is, we're made for each other; we always hug and kiss but nothing more.
We were both too inexperienced to think about that.
Fifteen
My mother sat me down on a Saturday afternoon. I was only 15 years old, and soon to reach 16.
'Now listen here son,' she said, fiddling nervously with her hair, 'You're still very young, and you still hav
The Eggshells Broke by Discordia-Kallisti, literature
Literature
The Eggshells Broke
I didn't always understand.
I didn't know what was wrong, what I had done to make it this way.
You were someone before we met, long before I came into this world.
You had your own traumas and troubles, your own joys and experiences.
I sometimes only felt like a side-note in your life.
I felt I had to play catch-up with someone who didn't feel like sharing.
When I was child I handled your rage with defiance.
Something I can not believe to this day.
I later learned to cringe and hide when your silence turned tense.
I guess I was as a teenager more insecure and I stopped fighting with you.
I always avoided talking about our pr
So
This is it
This is the end
Of life
Of death
Of us
I remember how it was
How we were
I remember your eyes
Your mesmerising green eyes
And the smile which only a romantic could describe
How I loved you
Oh! What I would have done
If only to see you smile again
But your smile vanished
Your eyes turned to black
Like Dorian Gray's portrait
Your beauty
Faded
Weathered and worn
Withered and wasted
Time ravished you
Ravaged you
Left you to bleed
As you bled yourself dry
Your wounds never healed
You would never let them
You tore the flesh off your bones
Just to feel
And the ones around you
Tried to help
Free you from
You never stopped to think
what would happen to me
You never stopped to blink
are you this determined
give me back
my innocence
give me back
my heart
give me back
the time we shared
just give me back
myself again
If I could stay here
would that make you happy
If I could stay near
would you want to stay too
I never knew
I was so late
I never knew
you were lonely
I never knew
you never told me
We can't seem to go
back to the beginning
We keep on saying "No"
and run towards the end
You told me
that you were tired
You told me
that this was enough
You told me
but I refused to listen
Now the silence is broken
wit