Hope Joy Sargent
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Times Up!
The truth is Life defines you, no matter what age you are. Simple Pleasures arent' so simple. Love is unreachable. It was supposed to be so easy, after what our parents taught us. Hell, it's like fucking Disneyland sometimes. At least that's what it feels like as a Kid. We can't wait to grow up. Yet there is unknown things we are headed for, that may break us. Course they say as we grow up, to be strong. Either way life's mistakes will always catch up to you. They will get you, in the end--
By Hope Joy Sargent4 years ago in Fiction
Those Bright blue eyes.
To be my hero; he had to be more than just an ordinary man. He had to be my father, my superman I called him. A man who had served in the army, and hunted Deer, an archery man. Who seemed to grimace when I shot the arrows under the house. Or nearly killed a bird that was flying over, with my inexperienced shot.
By Hope Joy Sargent4 years ago in Families
Essence of the Owl
The cold air swept up my jacket like an icicle running across my skin. It caused goosebumps to appear upon my forearms, and a shiver to run down my spine. I had stood there for hours, unaware of how long it had been, as the sun began to dim. I feared mom had forgotten me again. Left me to my wit's end, to try to find a way home. She'd been drinking, and that meant a long walk home. It unnerved me the thought, of passing all those streets, afraid of walking home was the truth. It was like a fear I'd contemplated on several days. Over and overthinking, what if... well that what if had become a reality that day. At six pm, the chime upon the clock tower chimed into my senses. I could feel my knees shake, and a silent tear trickle down my cheek. It had been all those things mom had said, that had got me so riled up. It had to be a joke right. No one was really going to kidnap me. No one was really going to pull over- and yank me into the car. But mom had said so many had it happen to them.
By Hope Joy Sargent4 years ago in Fiction
