Tales of the Lost and Found

[Apollo]

The sun was setting, catching the water, making it gleam in spots. I could taste salt still on my lips from my earlier swimming, my hair still wet in places. I picked up some of the sand in my hands, letting it seep out and catching in the now coming night wind. The sand in my toes growing umcomfortable, because of how long it was there, so I headed inside. As I walked I felt like I was headed no where because fo walking in sand. I always felt more sure footed in the woods rather than on beach where the the ground moved, but I managed to get inside as the sun finally let itself fall under the waters surface and the ocean darkened in its slumber.

[Apollo]

I have no movements in my legs yet so I use my arms to crawl forward. I pull forward once, then twice and it can feel the muscles in my arms begin to burn. I keep pulling as I drag myself away from the shore of the river, the cold October river. It had been a stupid idea until it had turned out to be true. Rain fell from the heavens, it kept me a little cooler. Barely moving along the shore I could hear the rain drops hoit the water. I try to pull one last time but now my nails are filled with dirt. I lift myself up to try and walk but fall back into the new formed mud. I lay there breathing heavily and decide to rest. The world goes black and all I hear is the patter on my clothing, from the rain above.

[Apollo]

**Describing those times when you think you have no words.

Why is it when any time I read about a kiss it's always how it was like an electric current. . .or fire or, or lava. But not me. . .
I don't know about any one else but. . .I'm always worried whether the girl wants to be closer, or further away from me. I want to be smooth and not stupid, I want to try to be calm and relaxed. . .but I end up being some how calm and ridged when I'm around them. Then I see in their eyes, I think anyways, that they are thinking the same thing as me. God I wanna kiss you. So I do. And that's when it changes. A short kiss and it's like a wamrth flows through me. Longer and it seems to hit each muscle by itself and slowly relax them until I'm nothing but a loose calm and. . .just myself. I stop and I can only think about how their lips felt on mine. Once, after kissing one of my girlfriends I licked my lips just because I could still taste her lips on my mouth.

. . .

So wrong but I'm addicted. . .

[Apollo]

I sit up high in the tree, letting the wind hit. . .no, not hit me. . . it played with me. It fluttered among my clothing, it tousled my hair and tickled my skin. I smiled as it did and looked up higher into the trees out stretched arms, swaying with the movements of its friend. My eyes wander outwards to the scenery of cars and roads.
It was ugly to see. . .
But the wind just kept making me smile.

[Apollo]

I can still picture it today. I'm sitting cross legged on the beach with my favorite brown shorts, I'm a little cold because of coming out of the water and having no shirt. The wind is blowing quite fiercely and the gulls are calling for food. I can still hear the ocean hitting itself on the shore. I watch my girlfriend smile and try to control her hair which kept blowing in her face as she got the food out of our picnic basket. "Beautiful weather" She nods as she sets it out "Not as much as you though" I say underneath the wind.
I watch the sunset with her in my arms and cannot a better way to end the day.
Why can't this be every day?

[Aphrodite]

(*These are clips of peoples journals and diaries, parts that move you deeply, parts that may have changed their life)

We make our way outside in the cold March night. My red dress brushes the ground and my blonde hair catches the breeze. I hold firmly to his hand and catch the sight of his dark hair ruffling in the wind. His red tie and accents from his tux catch the moonlight. He leads me to his car where he plugs in his music and takes my hand. We twirl and move in the chilly air, dancing under the stars. I giggle to myself and look deep in his eyes. I can't help but think that this is who I want to be with. Him and nobody else.

[Apollo]

My jaw tries not to hit the floor (thankfully it is still attached but I feel like it wants to) as I look at what she holds in her hands. I didn't think it was possible. We had been so careful.
That little pink cross was so unholy and I watched as I went to take it and it fell. She falls with it and buries her face in my chest as she starts to cry.
How can I take care of her. . . I can't afford the roof for myself. . . I think.
All I know is I love her, and now. . .Some one else is going to have a piece of my heart. . .Because there is no way I can say who should live and should die.
It'll be hard but my path has been set down. . .on something I never saw coming.

[Apollo]

**small funny things that happen

You hear of these things happening to cats and dogs but. . . I never thought I'd get fleas. Nasty little things that itch and bite and now I know why my cat is. I try to brush them off of myself and see them jump back on. "You little. . ." I muttered under my breath. I go back to bed after my shower and when I wake up and feel my feet itching again. . . They were back.
"Gonna be a long life."

[demonchild666]

hello opllo he heres as a creature coms up and then eats a bird

[Apollo]

what are you talking about?