14 shooting wasps from the rooftop of adjacent buildings

i think i'm making this more complicated than it should be. i am an amateur afterwards. my goals are too high for this. got caught up with the whole perfection of it. toning it down a bit. hope you don't mind miss. i apologize for my incompetence. it's my first time after all. give me a break.

52 a fifty word story

Joey, third of five,left home at sixteen, travelled the country and wound up in Nottingham with a wife and kids. They do shifts, the kids play out and ends never meet. Sometimes he'd give anything to walk away but he knows she's only got a year and she doesn't.

A Life- by Jane Rosenberg, Brighton, United Kingdom

13 the jack of clubs

Life as I come to know it, is full of worries- full of empty cisterns. Grades determine out happiness. Jobs ensure our security. Talents certify our acceptance. Pleasures justify our actions. The only true peace I find is knowing the truth; it is knowing that these are not ultimate things; these are not eternal; it is knowing there is something greater- someone greater. In the midst of stress, trials, temptations, heaviness, gravity, hopelessness, shame, pity, scorn, failures, it is knowing I am who He made me to be. I am His beloved- nothing less. It is only a matter of time before I believe.

150 this was from yesterday

what do i have to give? I have nothing to teach, nothing to offer. what can he possibly learn from me? or maybe it is i the one being taught.

66 cause eldridge is not a number

I would come to believe that you write the crappiest stuff when you are emotionally distressed. Let's change that around. You are emotionally distressed when you write the crappiest stuff. This is what I mean.

12 it's pouring outside

people validate you stories. they let you know that you're not making stuff up. whether today was a good day or bad depends on whether or not someone had the chance to share it.