Amnesiac #7
"Money. Apartment. Ha, oh my sweet sweet Verity your just what I need.
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Sorry About No Opuss's
Yes, I am sorry about no Opuss's. Been busy with life but I will try finish off my series :).
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Amnesiac #6
The stranger led me through what looked like a sewage system underground. It certainly smelt like a sewage. Yuck. Dead ahead was a gold door and it looked high in value.
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Amnesiac #5
I had grown happy, being obnoxious. Pushing people around like a owned the place. It took my mind off of the fact that I knew nothing about myself. Suddenly, there was a loud bang. A gunshot.
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Thanks And Stuff...
Ok so I only have 8 followers. I don't really care. Opuss has become a big part of me. I come home from school and I sit and write. I am kind of an author.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 10
I scraped the plates into the bin. Father and mother went into their room a few minutes ago. "I guess he was tired." Sylvie shouted over my scrapes.
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Amnesiac #5
"Here love, enjoy" the man from behind the counter said as he slammed down the tray. Tea flew everywhere, he walked off shrugging his shoulders. Great.
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Amnesiac #4
The left road was busy. Heads were bobbing around and I couldn't see anything, but this didn't hide the fact I could smell coffee. Everyone was taller than me, so I followed my nose.
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Amnesiac #3
Before anyone saw me eating a stolen cheeseburger, I swiftly left the shop. The air outside was hardly sweet smelling either. I looked around and wondered what to do now.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 9
"Hey Girls. How I have missed you!" my father spoke into my hair. "Dad!!!" Sylvie screeched as she dropped an empty pan. "Lucky that was empty." my mother muttered as she picked it up.
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Amnesiac #2
Tears aside, I got up from my knees and decided to venture out of the alley. I need to get a grip, just because I don't know who I am doesn't mean I am a wuss. Food.
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Life
Is life just a heart beating. Or is life what happens when your heart beats. Does your life end when your heart stops. Well that's up to you....
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Why Me?
Why you. Why me. Why anyone. Just because. Because someone out there wanted that to happen to you. Because it did happen. It just did. Maybe your worst enemy wanted it to happen to you.
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I,Myself And I.
If only the world revolved around me. If only I had the entire human population running around after me. If only I was royalty. If only I lived in a big palace.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 8
Swiftly, I toddled into mother and fathers room. Searching for the money jar, I was figuring out how much to to take without them noticing.
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Amnesiac
I found myself in an alleyway. Dark, wet and cold. At the far end of the alleyway lie bright lights, cars and food. Well, I think so. Slowly, I hauled myself up and headed that way.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 7
Whoops. The egg fell and cracked revealing a bright yellow yolk. I am sure that was the best egg yet, I guess I really do have bitter fingers.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 6
Tossing and turning I couldn't get to sleep. All I could think about was the city. Running away was how I was going to get away. I'd pack my rucksack secretly and one night I would run away.
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Charmag #1
Hello and Welcome to Charmag. A 'magazine' about my opinion on things and stuff in general. Right then, I think all these soaps on tv are getting very unrealistic.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 5
I almost fell down the well, I was exhausted. Sylvie would say I haven't done anything, she wouldn't be wrong. I have done things, but mentally. Nothing physical.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 4
"Here!" Me and Sylvie spoke together as we plonked down a bucket full of the dirtiest carrots. Mother just looked at them, her head on one side.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 3
"Ouch, what was that for?" I screamed whilst rubbing the back of my head. Sylvie bent down and picked up the trowel with a smile on her face. She snorted at herself.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 2
Me and Sylvie where told about the city, tall towering buildings and metal boxes on wheels.
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A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 1
I lay looking through the hole in the ceiling. My home is falling apart. Battered Broove Farm. The farm house was a small white cottage with a thatched roof.
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Me...
I am blonde but I am not dumb. I am crazy but I am calm. I am quiet but I am loud. I am loving but I am mean. I am me and I am proud..
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