Forever

Tis the season for joy and for those coco and cookies, not to mention the egg nog.  Now to get in the mood for Christmas everyone loves a good story. So sit in your confy chair or bed by a warm fire all in your pajamas with slippers. It's time for a tale.

“December”

 

Inside a warm house Elizabeth sits on the couch with a film of snowflakes on the window. There is a distanced look in her eyes, as she watches the droplets one by one. Thoughts come and go of the one she lost. Pain shocks her heart. Her eyes fill with tears remembrance. Love has walked away from her.

Elizabeth had been married for 10 years to Jacob. Their love grew stronger each passing year but then came to a tragic end…

 

December 24, 2006

 

Elizabeth and Jacob were driving home on icy roads after a Christmas eve party with friends. As Jacob drives he comes to a curb and parks the car. “I have a present for you," he says gently. He opens a box, inside is a gold watch shaped into a heart with a chain and diamonds around the heart. On the side of the watch there's a button that opens it into a locket. "This will keep me in your heart forever, Merry Christmas."

She is in shock, and all Liz can do is kiss him, the last kiss she will ever give him.

A flash of lights starts coming toward them. A semi-truck, spinning out of control, t-bones the couple’s car, causing it to flip five or six times until it lands upright.

As sirens come up Liz wakes up gasping for air. " Jacob! Jacob!" no response. She and Jacob went onto the gurneys to a hospital. Liz was still panicking "Jacob Jacob!” Then she passed out.

Slowly opening her eyes, she sees a doctor standing over her. “Where’s Jacob! Is he ok?!"

The doc puts his head down and says, "He didn't make it. I'm so sorry."

“No No!” Liz bawls. She can't believe it. She lost a precious key to her heart. As she cries she looks down at her cut neck and the locket is still on.

 

 

She remembers his last words that echo through her head: “This will keep me in your heart forever.” Six years have passed, and she is alone for Christmas Eve, still lost in the past.

She makes a wish. "I wish I could be with him one more time," she says with a sigh. Then she looks out the window again and sees a figure in front of her lawn. “Could it be?" she asks herself.

She goes to the door and heads out in the snow. there was him with flowers. She exchanges looks of love, and they dance together in the night one last time.


Sabrina Black
APLIW

 

 

 

Tumblfy

Hey everyone, I've got some big news to share!

Life In Fiction is expanding to Tumblr! 

Whether for good or bad, the new Tumblr page (reallifeinfiction.tumblr.com) will allow us to post extras posts, pieces, or tidbits that may never make it to our main site. I guarantee, if you check it out, you'll definitely enjoy it (especially as our number of posts grows in size).

This week, I bring you the first original piece to be posted by me on Tumblr. Enjoy!

"Pessimism For the Night"

I take these breaths only to live one more day.
But, life isn’t worth living.
The unforgiving world that surrounds me
Just doesn’t understand…
No, how could they possibly understand?
That I live not for life,
But for the sake of holding her one more time,
Placing my lips upon hers,
Feeling her skin beneath my broken fingers…
It’s been far too long…
Yet, I’ll still breath, not for the sake of living,
But to simply see her
One more time.

By the way, don't forget to follow me, in all of my nerdiness, as well. Look for Living Fiction (alex-arlington.tumblr.com) and don't forget to always put life into words.

~Chris

Lesson

Hey guys it's Aulene!!! This is a new piece. I wrote this in the light of some recent events. Two people who are near and dear to me have recently quit their relationship because one of them went to college. The girl keeps going back to him and trying to pretend it doesn't hurt her when we all can see that its killing her. 
It sucks.

Let me know if you have been in this situation or one similar. I would love to get to know you guys more.

Thank you for all your support!!! <3 nbsp="nbsp">

Fix It

If you want you can try

No promises that it will work

Two years it lasted

Working against the current

Two people that shouldn't work

But do

But now it's different

You don't want me

In that way

The way I want you

"Can we still be friends"

Trying to put the peaces together again

I'm still bleeding

HELP ME!

I just want you

Only you

I love you and always will

But why?

You have broken my heart

Twice now

But I still have faith

I know I can fix my heart

I know you still love me

But now is your time

To go out

And live your life

Who am I to stop you

Just know I'm always here

Waiting for you

I will never leave

When you love someone

You don't give up

You collect the peaces

And you fix it.

~Aulene

~APLIW

Gone Too Soon

Ever leave some one in your life that was very special to you but you knew had to do it?
I wrote this letter not to long ago to that very special person, telling him he still has a place in my heart. If I could go back I would stop my self from leaving you and try to make it right but everything happens with a purpose I guess.

219 Mocking Bird Lane

Memory,                                                                                                             Dec.2, 2012

I have the pictures I have looked at them over and overanalyzing every detail and moment. I still remember the songs, the moments;I've memorized them by heart. I can't think of why I can’t forget the sentimentalexperiences that have become such precious stones in my heart, carved in mymemory for years to come.

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you. Looking deepinto your eyes smiling and laughing and being goofs with not a care in theworld of what was to come. I know how much I mean to you but what you meantto me is indescribable by words, but my eyes tell and say everything in thetimes I don't say it. You being happy means the world to me.

 I see joy in yourheart caused by only one person. Knowing I had you was the best thing in mylife. I wouldn't be able to live without you in my life, my past love ,mykitty.

Signed

Buttercup

Sabrina Black

APLIW

 

---

 

"Idiots. Idiots everywhere!"

This next piece comes from some obvious frustration. People in the real world tend to look down on people like me (for reasons I don't fully understand). At some point, I hope it will stop...

"Untitled"

Innocence describes the past, now too far away to comment. In the present judgments waver and people would rather condemn.

A tragedy is how his story goes, without the ability for society to see. No, they know how it goes. There remains no purpose to read…

Poor Alex Arlington, and the fate he’s been given. They call him a “liar,” a “killer,” or a “creep” (to say the least). Yet, they don’t understand…They don’t wish to understand that he’s just a man.

“He’s a beast! No man would act in such a way!” they might say, but alas what man would act so dishonorably toward a fellow human?

Irony is the world’s most profound language. Drama is its most sacred meal. I guess, in order to prove them wrong, poor Alex will just have to deal. 





Fate drives me.

~Chris

Normal

"people think they're different" by NanFe

Hey guys it's Aulene!!! My friend and I were having a debate over some of my friends who are gay.
 He said that it isn't "normal". That got me thinking... What truly defines normal? Where did that word come from? Everyone is different so who is to say what is right and wrong, "normal" and "abnormal". This is just a thought of mine that I started writing about and this is what came out. 

I hope you guys like it. Comment and let me know your thoughts on what "normal" is to you. 

Thank you for all your support! 

Don't forget that Life in fiction has a book coming out. Buy it and help support us! <3 nbsp="nbsp">

Normal

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal means that there is a set way...

A set way you should act.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal is to say there is a set look...

A set look you need to have.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal is to say don't be you...

Don't be true.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal doesn't define you...

Your actions do.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal is who you are...

Not what people make you.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal people don't wear a mask...

And pretend their not.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal people are proud...

Proud to be who they are.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal.... Think about it...

What defines normal?

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal is more a stereotype...

No one is normal.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal is to difficult to define...

So how about we don't.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal is not to be defined as one thing...

So leave the mystery and think about it.

Who is to say what is normal.

Normal has many forms...

What form are you?

~Aulene

~APLIW

Dreaming

Sorry for the lull in posts. Here's a fresh piece about someone very close to my heart.

The sun sets on the horizon. Darkness creeps upon the land. Black thoughts are cued by the season, but only lighter thoughts are at hand.

I lie here upon a bed of life. Death runs far away. Images of the woman I love float in the air, and make dreams seem more welcomed than the day.

Her warm eyes stare at me from afar. Sweet lips beckon me to kiss. No one I’ve ever met could make me feel so light—no, not like this.

Though darkness may entreat upon the windows. Though light may leave. Brightness greets me in ways I could never before believe.

Still, I solely lie upon this bed. Her warmth seems so distant. In reality, I am alone, but, by the setting sun, I am with her in an instant.



Fate drives me.

~Chris

Time

"Time After Time" by *catch--22

Hey guys it's Aulene!!!

This piece is about me, and someone who I care about very much. He lives on the other side of the country, and we are hoping that the time that we have to be apart won't affect our relationship. It's very hard to be apart. I know I am not the only one who feels this way.

Comment and let me know about your personal experiences.
I would love to get more connected with you guys.

Thank you for your support!!! <3 data-blogger-escaped-p="p">

Time

It's a funny thing...

Time

Sometimes everlasting

Sometimes nonexistent

So it seems

"Time flies when you're having fun"

So they say

But sometimes...

It's just the opposite

It's everlasting

When I'm with you

I'm having fun

But time...

It's everlasting

There's no end

One week...

I felt like it would never end

Then again...

I didn't want it to

So long

So long I was in your arms

Never wanting it to end

But at one point

All time runs out

So here I sit

Stairing at the clock

Waiting for you

Will you still want me?

Only time will tell

~Aulene

~APLIW

Tis the Season.

So it's Monday again. Time to post.


This season is special, and not just because it includes my birthday. That just makes it even better. (haha.)

Christmas time is the time of year where families get together, even after not seeing each other all year. Its full of memories that go with you wherever you go; & those memories hit you when the season returns.

I myself have lost a lot of loved ones over the past few years, as many of us do since we are all growing up.

This time of year reminds me of the happy times with those people.

All throughout the year I miss them like crazy and my emotions go up and down on missing them so bad to the point of being depressed. 

But this time of year is special, yes so very special.

The warmth of love and glow of holiday spirit surround me.

I reflect on the whole year, see how far I've come, & I am grateful.

There is magic in the air & I am joyful as a child. Everything seems to fall into place.

I hope and pray that even if it is tough year round, that this season touches everyone. Rich or poor. No matter the life situation.

I pray everyone has the chance to tell others they love them this season. It doesn't matter if you can't afford them a gift. Just make sure they know.

I pray that you are touched by love and carry it on with you. 

I hope this season is good to, as it brings out the good in most of us.

& Just know there is someone greater out there than St. Nicolas to take care of you.

Good tidings to you, & may all your wishes this season, come true.

With love,

Kristen Nicholl

(Pictured is my brother, sister, & I many Christmas' ago.)

Self Centered

I'm lost, and destine never to be found,
Down and out not knowing where I'm going next.
Hearing you’re with her is like a hell in my mind,
Blanking out all my thoughts.

                But I’m slowly finding my way.
                My heart soars with the possibilities,
                of who I could be.
                My creativity coming back to me.

Just knowing that you're better with her than me,
Kills every inch of my soul.
I'm not the girl I was before,
And I'll never be that girl again.

          

                 The things that may have brought me to tears
                 have become my biggest strengths.
                 I have to thank you,
                 For ruining me.

Hearing your name,
Makes me draw a blank.

  

                My mind colored with new ideas,
               That blank canvas splattered with neon

Hearing your voice brings tears,
Knowing you don't love me,
Brings that irreplaceable shatter,
That makes my chest tighten.

                I can finally hear your voice,
                and know everything will be okay.
                Shard by shard,
                I’m slowly being put back together

I've lost you for good,
And I'm not sure what to do.

               I’ve found myself,
               and I have a bright future.

~Audrey

Decisions

Mistakes, everyone has to make them some way or another. Its life they way we have to navigate through barriers and consequences that come with the choices we make. We hurt people along the way but they don't realize they make the same mistakes as you do. In that case we should have more understanding towards others and ourselves to admit we make mistakes. Life isn't perfect accepting that is all up to you.

"Trois Sentiers"

White skies cry frozen flakes which effortlessly fall into her hand. Most of it lies still in the grass creating a blanket wrapped for miles and miles. Silence is all that exists, bringing peace to the battered earth.

Wearing a grey coat with a white hat and a pair of gloves,she walks gently as her boots press into the frozen sidewalk. Tired and weary from the pain of her journey through life and the consequences through her choices. She has had enough, and now continues on to the unknown future ahead.

Jack Frost bites her nose, making shivers echo through her body. As the sidewalk splits into three paths in the winter wonderland. On the left is struggle through pain, dwelling on the past, and never forgiving yourself. The middle path is being a shadow of someone that makes decisions for you or follow them like sheep. The one on the right is unwritten, a new beginning waiting for you to write your future.

Once you pick there’s no turning back. It’s time to stop the worry and make your life.

Sabina Black

APLIW

Horrific mindsets

Buenas noches todo el mundo

Picture of The Pulse's first print edition.

This week is a pretty fantastic week for the the second publication I write for, The Pulse--an independent news source here at OSU. Today, we launched our first print edition, with one of my pieces highlighted on the second page. I've been writing for The Pulse for over a year now and have several other pieces posted on their website, but to actually see my work in real print always puts a smile on my face. Definitely check it out if you have the chance! 

(Note: Although many articles' topics focus on OSU events, many others are still applicable to the population at large.)

In the fiction department, a new writer, Audrey, shall be appearing at the end of the week. So, please, give her your warmest welcome.

As for me, I have a new piece to share with you all. As a writer and deep-thinker, I've come across a lot of hatred from different groups of people (by which, I've been called everything from racial slurs to a homicidal maniac). I never truly understood how some people can think some of the things that they think about me, and I feel as if it's about time that I really attempt to put my confusion into writing. 

This poem shall be the first of many which underline my uncertainty. I hope the message reaches you in a meaningful way.

Thank you, my friends, and remember to always put life into words.

"While Still Far Away"

My mind is hazy..

All thoughts are unclear…

My soul’s troubled..

But I still lack fear.

What are these "words"…

That float in my head…

They give me pain…

I want peace instead.

I’m traumatized…

Just to say the least…

They’re horrified…

They think I’m a beast.

They want to know…

The horrors of my dreams…

Oh, Ignorance…

You’ve claimed them, it seems.

Fate drives me.

     Love guides me.

         Hate keeps me down.

Think happy thoughts.

~Chris

Me

I've been running away for so long.

Running away from this small whispering in my mind.

Which I now recognize as the truth.

The truth about myself.

This truth that I am a writer.

I've been trying so hard to become someone I’m not.

Disguising my lack of identity in the spirit of “trying new things”.

Yet with each new hobby discovered, I was one step closer at burying my true self.

Never to be found again.

 The truth never gave up fighting for me.

The truth revealed that I am a thinker, not a musician, singer, nor anything else;

but me.  

Forgotten

"Alone" by Partofus

Hey guys it's Aulene again!!!

This peace is about my dad who forgot me. He was supposed to pick me up and forgot beause he was hanging out with my brother. The principle of the thing made me mad that I come in second place to my brother all the time. His feeling are getting more and more clear lately and that is why my little brother is kind of behind a lot of my peaces lately.

Have you guys ever felt like you have been treated unfairly like this before? If so then comment and tell me your stories. I would love to get to know you guys a little better.

Thanks for all your support!!! <3 nbsp="nbsp">

Forgotten

"Sorry I was buisy"

"Sorry I got distracted"

"Sorry I was out"

"Sorry"

Sure let's pretend you were "busy"

Or you got "distracted"

What's the real reason?

You forgot

Really?

You forgot me?

Your first daughter?

Do you care?

You are always there...

For him.

Do I even exist?

I am disappearing

Slowly

Step by step

With each passing car

Yet I hope

"The next car is you"

"You will back me up on this"

"You will be there"

Just hopes

Nothing real

Nothing solid

Nothing trustworthy

For over and hour I sat

Waiting

Hoping

Praying

But still no sight of you

You just don't care

You never did

Stop lying to me!

Tell me the truth

For once

Just admit it...

You forgot me...

~Aulene

~APLIW

Life is beautiful

You don't have to be restrained to the negatives of life. A famous thing to say is, "Well that's life." But it is said in such a sour tone.

Life, its full of new and passing away the old. People coming and going. Born, dying. New memories outshining the old.

This week I had the privilege to stay in the smoky mountains. It was so quiet and surreal up there. I didn't want to move from where I was when I sat down on a hilly side of the mountain. From where I was I could see mountains for miles and trees of all colors. This past week I forgot about the election, my worries about working on the holiday, and financial issues. I breathed in that clear air and for a moment I was in heaven, I was set at ease, full of peace. The beauty was bigger than my problems. I came to the realization that life can be something I take as an opportunity for adventure, the bad times are the challenges that I will overcome and in the end they won't matter. 

"Beauty overcomes the ugly, Happiness overcomes the sorrow, and Hope overcomes the doubt."

A Suffering heart

Suffering is one of the greatest factors any person goes through in their life. It shapes who you are and what you can become. Many places this can be found is disaster, a broken heart, or loss in any way. Times get tough but you have to face your problems or else they wont get better. I have been broken twice by the same person making my heart give up. But also teaching me to choose the people who really matter. I hope you guys like it.

"Broken" by audeemma

“Suffocation”

As I sit alone with my thoughts of you, my heartbeats faster like thunder pounding its echoes though the sky. I want you back in my arms, to be against your lips, to be free and loved by you…but I see there is another…

She has fallen for you, and I’m discarded like trash,left in total darkness. I scream: “I NEED YOU!!! I want my love back!” but you and her can’t hear me nor do you care about my heart bleeding drops of blood on the floor. My heart has been destroyed by you for the last time. What did I ever do to deserve my heart taken out of me and you slowly squeezing it. Digging you fingers into my heart as you’re watching my body frail.

I’m slowly dying as I see you don’t want me in your life, that what we had honestly means nothing to you.

I wish I was wrong but all you two care about is me disappearing into thin air, never to be seen again. Would that make you feel happy? Do you get pleasure watching me while I’m wither on the floor  inside me I still love you but you mean nothing to me after the pain I suffered , making me drown in my tears and slowly be no more.

APLIW

Sabrina Black

Who I am

The piece truly speaks for itself.

"Life"

I’m the poet who dreams of being a god

The man who dives too deep into unconsciousness

            The philosopher seeking the hands of death

I’m the wanderer who’s found pure gold

            The agnostic who’s seen the answer to life

            The last person to accept his own Fate

I’ve traveled the world in a breath

            And have reached the peak of who I wish to be

                                    …but still…

I am nothing without you.





Fate drives me.

~Chris

Homes

"Lights Will Guide You Home" by =JeanFan

Hey guys it's Aulene!!! Sorry I  missed a week. I have been getting way to distracted lately so I apologize.

Anyway. This piece is about my house. I live here but I am not very comfortable here. I am unwanted by my step mom and I am treated very unfairly and I am counting down the days until I can leave. I am trying to write more so that you guys understand and connect to me a little more.

 So I hope you guys like this. Comment and let me know your own personal stories and experiences where you have felt like you weren't wanted. I would love to hear them and connect with you guys a little more.

Thanks! <3 p="p">

Not A Home

    

  A house

                  is a safe place

                                         A barricade

                                                             A secret place

                       Of protection

                                                                              

                                                                                      One of love

                                                                                         One of kindness

                                                                     One of truth

                                               And of heart

But a home

  

  It's yours

                   You choose

                                       What happens

                                                               To you

Not here

                                                                                

                                                                                   This house..

                                                                                         Is NOT a home

                                                                   But my own

                                              Personal hell

I'm better off alone

   

 Where lies...

                      They don't dwell

                                                  Where I control life

                                                                                  Where I define...

ME

                                                                                          

                                                                                              I should be loved

                                                                                   I shold be accepted

                                                        I shold be trusted

                          I shold feel at home

My home

 It's my reflection

                             Of my body

                                                 Of my mind

                                                                     Of my sould

It's nice

                                                                                                                        But for now

                                                                                                 I'm stuck here

                                                          Counting down the days

                                 Untill im gone

Finally happy

~Aulene

~APLIW