Element-Water

I have always loved the water, whether the ocean, a lake, or a pool. I especially love when the water is all calm and it's the perfect temperature and it feels like silk on your skin. Water is so wonderful, and yet, I've always been afraid of it deep down.
Water, you can drown in it. Big waves can tangle you up and currents can drag you out to sea. Even just swimming too deep in a pool and feeling like you won't have enough air to come back up is scary. But, my worst fear is to crash a car in the water. Having it fill up and not being able to open the doors because of the pressure.
Water is something so powerful and essential to our existence. It is so peaceful and beautiful and fun, yet so deadly.

Accusations

"You only like me for my brother!" She turned away, furiously fighting back the tears, and started down the stairs, desperately hoping he would prove her wrong.
"That's not true!" He said. Empty words. "Please, you can't believe that that's true!"
She whirled around, sudden anger flaring, "Any why not?!" She yelled, the tears hot on her cheeks, "The only reason you're nice to me is 'cause otherwise my brother wouldn't like you anymore and you're afraid he'll kick you off the teame!" She jabbed at his chest with her finger, "You know that I like you so quit playing me! I don't want your attention unless you're honestly giving it to me and I know that you're not so just leave me alone!"
She left him with his mouth hanging open and she rushed down the stairs, expecting that to be the end of it, but she heard footsteps rushing behind her, then a hand tugged on her arm...

Rebels

"So, is that a yes?" I asked. The men looked around, fidgeting with their swords and axes, but their captain was strong and still, staring me down, analyzing every part of my being. I stared right back, shoulders back, chin up. After a moment, he stuck out his hand. It took me a moment to shake back, I was so surprised, then he called, "Alright men, welcome the new member of the Rebels."
They took a moment as well, I guess we were all shocked, but then they cheered and they all came to welcome me. Well, almost all of them.
The co-captain's eyes were hard as he walked away. He was young to be holding such a high-up position, but very capable. Oh so very capable. I tore my eyes away from him and went back to shaking hands, then followed them to the armory, which was even deeper into the trees and past the lake...

6 Word Flash

Packed. Out the window. Gone forever.

Sibling

My sibling I'm talking about is my older sister, Sharae. She is now nineteen years old, it's crazy to think. When we were little people used to think we were twins. We're very alike, actually sometimes we think that we're twins as well, but we are also very different. We can be the closest and nicest to each other and understand each other, or we can be the most evil to each other and get so mad. But we will always come back together.
My sister is very artistic, she loves art. She also gets lazy sometimes, where she'll sit watching t.v. half the day or just play on the computer. And then there's times where she goes into crazy cleaning mode where she wants to clean everything and she can't sleep until her room is spotless! She's not the most cautious person either. Me, I'm always worried. 'If you do this, even if it's not bad, then this could happen and that would be bad!' And she just throws those worries out the window and goes for it anyhow. She's also pretty nuts. She tries crazy things with her hair and she hops around like a weirdo. She rubbed off on me a little bit.
At my dad's house, Sharae and I share a room. She always saying, "Get your stuff off of the counter" and "Make your shelf look nice." Wen she gets into her cleaning mode it's even worse. She tries to move my stuff and wants me to clean right along with her. It frustrates her because my part isn't as clean as she wants it to be. It bugs me because she tries to make it that way.

Light Switch

Perched on the little white fence, her dress fluttering frantically about her knees, she stared at the lightning furiously striking the ground just across the lake. The lake was aglow with the lights from the city, twinkling in different colors. The lightning stopped for a moment and her eyes soaked in the black night around her, searching for something to momentarily hold her attention. She vaguely made out the little dust clouds sweeping across the ground and a small tumble weed rolling down the road. Her eyes flicked back to the sky as another bolt came down. It looked like a crack in the heavens showing, for a meer moment, the glory of the angels. Her soul burned just watching the amazing display of power crackling through the sky. Another bolt and the lake suddenly darkened as the city lights shut down, turning their world black. She just hopped off the fence and went inside, a smug smile on her face as she flicked on her lights.

Meeting You

Meeting you was like going to the pool with my clothes on,
Slipping in and drowning in your passion and love for a moment
Then, slowly, learning to swim,
To move with the water in unison and work hand in hand
Now, it’s like I’m heading to the shallow end,
Slowly, I will get my footing on the slippery ground
The water will fall from my face; my hands
And slowly I will step out
The water still soaked into my every pore
But I will walk away
It may take a while, but soon all the water will dry up
And all that will be left is the memory