Early summer is the best time of year, I think. The whole world cheers up, even the snails in their small shells decide to roam around more and explore previously undiscovered territory. Trees sprout up, and small daffodils appear, suns in their own wee solar systems. When I think of summer I think of luscious green grass, BBQs, flowing dresses... and Brendon Gallacher...
Based on the poem 'Brendon Gallacher' by Jackie Kay
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My name is angel, only I'm not the fluffy bouncy angels I was named after. I'm the rebellious fallen angel.
Before I die and leave this body I am in for wherever it is I am to go, I want to live to see one of my deepest wishes come true. One day that no person dies..
Imagine taking a class of children reading the names of the kids one by one, stopping at 2 kids, a smile appears on your face, willow and rye mellark..
The things i see when i sleep. The dark swirl of a black shadow, with claws so long and jagged. Then the eyes appear, all of them, staring, oogling, prying every detail from my life.
Emily:Mommy I don't want to go to bed. Mom:if u don't go too bed then you'll be tired for your birthday . Emily didn't Lisn she just watched T.V when she fell asleep. Mum:aww she's asleep.
One sunny day in the middle of the desert lived a very nice crocodile her name is Ally .She was a purple crocodile she also loved to wear her blue starry T shirt but there was one problem there was...
Has anyone besides me ever noticed that when you go to all these big orchestral concerts, the amount of people that cough in between movements of/or pieces create symphonies of their own.
If ur friends have a bf and he gets made at her friends couse she wants to hang out with thim he gets made.
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