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Old 10-09-2009, 10:38 PM

Somewhere in this world, there's a school. It's full of students that have nothing to hide, including their feelings for their classmates. Every year was the same: A laugh at the expense of someone else's feelings. Usually, this someone was someone they didn't know at all. And this someone would never say anything back, because for some reason, they were scared.

Except for one year, there was a new boy. The new boy was just like the others; quiet, reserved, shy...but he never looked scared. Some told him he looked angry. Like he was someone to be feared. But he proved to be the exact opposite. The boy's smile was assuring and he wore it all the time. Even when the Talkers were doing what they do best.

Years went by, and the Talkers kept talking. And the boy? He kept smiling. But each year, he made more and more friends, especially his last year. He even participated in some after-school activities where he talked to more and more of the Talkers.

And when he talked, oh were they shocked. You would've thought they were the new students. When he talked, they sounded unsure. The confidence didn't match itself when he didn't talk. But he wasn't threatening, because when he talked. He smiled, and laughed just as before.

So the Talkers? They'll never become extinct.
The Boy? He just started his last year, and he's still smiling. I don't think anyone will ever stop that boy from smiling...

"A Smile Forever" by Randall Phillips

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Old 10-09-2009, 10:39 PM

There was a boy who walked down a hallway by himself.
The hallway was a bare and pure white. Almost blinding.
He walked for weeks and weeks, and the trip stressed him.
One day, he was walking when he saw two boys.
They both looks exactly like him, but they acted completely the opposite.

One was standing with his arms crossed. He wore a very cold expression on his face.
He didn't look like the type to be messed with at all. Like he hurt everything he touched.


The other was pressed into a corner as if he was hiding from the other one. He looked very worried.
He groaned as if he was in pain and trembled constantly. He was taping something up very quickly and desperately.

The original boy got closer to the other two, just to see what it was.

It was a heart.
And it was shattered.

The scared boy started to cry, but kept trying to tape up the heart.

The angry boy started to cry too, but turned his face away so neither of them could see.
The original boy didn't know what to do. Help the boy fix his heart...or try to convince the angry boy that he should help too.

Then he woke up.


"Ambii" by Randall Phillips

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Old 10-26-2009, 08:16 PM

She cried herself to sleep from mixed emotions and self-hate.

She ducked and ran home.

He looked in her direction.

His mouth formed the words, "Where is she?"

He checked his phone anxiously and frowned.

She cringed in disbelief, but kept watching.

A dingy pink shirt barely wrapped around a nearly obese man that looked to be in his mid to late thirties.

She spotted him.

She crossed the street and looked around carefully.

Feeling playful, she decided to sneak up on him.

She was down the street from Starbucks.

Saturday came.

"That's perfect. I'll be wearing a pink button-up. See you there, sexy. :)"

He replied:

"I'm free this Saturday. Meet at the Starbucke on Main Srreet around 1?"

She replied:

"Nah. But I thought you were beautiful. We should hang sometime."

He replied:

"Hi, do I know you?"

She sent a message:

She clicked "accept"

Headline: Looking for "the One."

Children: Someday

Income: over $100k

19, athletic build, single

She had friend requests.

It was a typical day on Myspace.

"Myspace" by Randall Phillips

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Old 02-07-2010, 05:39 PM

Pose my right arm, pose my left
Is this your lovegame at its best?
Dress me up, then take it off
This makes you feel like the boss
Stand me up, knock me down
Erase my smile and draw a frown
Your playtime with me pleases you
But it's my turn now, guess what I'll do

First, I'll pretend like I care
Like any feelings are still there
Then I'll wait 'til you are "done"
With your lies that you call fun
Next, I'll play YOU like a game
To disappoint you, is the aim
I am human, not your toy
I'm not plastic, I'm a boy

Yes, I talked back. Loud and clear.
And don't pretend like you can't hear.
Or read, or see. You can, I bet.
This might make you a bit upset.
Erase your sad face, draw a smile
Keep it that way for while
I'm not your plaything, silly girl
There's plenty others in this world
You may not want me, stupid boy
Settle for less. Go on, enjoy.

Right shoe, left shoe. Put them on.
So I can be up, and out. Long gone.
Lock up my dollhouse, not my home.
So I can leave you here. Alone.
Won't play your game. No not at all.
Cuz I am Randy, not your Doll.

"Randy-Dawhl" by Randall Phillips

 


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