Midnight Dwellers
(.. A short story) A guy walked over to me today and thanked me for the other night. He told me I had changed his life. His face looked familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
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(.. A short story) A guy walked over to me today and thanked me for the other night. He told me I had changed his life. His face looked familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
On a day quite like this Two summers ago I met a young girl Who's name I don't know She had wavy white hair And was quite small in size But it was not only this That came as surprise Her...
As she went off to get the drink it gave me a chance to look around, and what I saw, it can only be described as beautiful, just the detail the color, everything in its prober place holding...
It was a day like any other, at least so I thought. It started out quite normal that is until these people came in ,one of them friends with my room-mate, the rest siblings.
#acrostic. "[H] ere you go" said the man, as he passed me on the street. "[O] h" I said as the man walked on, I looked down at the sheet. [R] eading the piece of paper, my face contorts in fear.
I was slowly starting to drift asleep when suddenly my bedroom window opens and someone, a boy of about 18 climbs in.
She studied its contents; let the emerald silk slip languidly between her fingers.
**All-right, so now Amorita is in this story. This: ~_~ means that it's her POV. I hope you enjoy this chapter!!** Muffled voices swarmed around me. My head ached. I couldn't see. Was I even alive.
Hi guys I haven't been writing for a while only 'liking' stuff um but I did post blog 5 but no ones liked it or anything so yeah… But anyway I am writing another story I'll give you a preview and if...
I click on to Microsoft Word, search down the long lists of discarded books that stretches back for years, since I was 6 years old and had begun to write.
The first think I see is two floating beaten up discolored doors then immediately after it starts raining some kind of unfamiliar material in cubed shape next and the last thing a ball of colors...
The moon was full and I could hear the whisper of the wind in the dark unknown world of the night. I checked my watch, 11:59, one minute to midnight. I couldn't sleep.
Sitting down in a orange 1960's chair, I realised I was short if breath. And so whilst puffing and wheezing I smoothed my hair and glared angrily at Tobi.
I was dreaming when you came to my house.I kept repeating your name and you got confused.You gently touched my hair through your fingers,you smiled then laughed a little.You grabbed a pillow unto my...
~ its quite long, sorry ~ When we got to town, there weren't many people but this was usual. "Sweets, sweets!" Beth chanted.
...and as the rain poured around me, I glimpsed her. At the other end of the near-deserted street, spinning absent-mindedly around a lamppost, the light reflecting off her hair.
Chapter 8. BACK TO ROSE'S POV: Liam's eyes widened. What was he thinking. Something sparkled in his beautiful eyes. It was... Magical. "I've got to go." He said, blinking me out of my thoughts.
Someone out there, Calling to me, "Come and meet me, I shall meet thee." Someone out there, Showing the way, Leading me to The light of day.
Chapter 1 (part 4) Zane and I walked in the movie room and I was astonished at the room. It wasn't just a room. It was a small theater. It was so cool.
Standing in my garden The rain is coming down Wow, it is freezing.
I awake slowly, knowing that today would be the day I see my best friend yet again. A light stretch and I'm out of bed.
Part SEIZE* seven ;P _/*\_/*\_/*\_/*\_/*\_/* 'Thats because it - it is..' Those words were buzzing round my head. That picture, is me. ME.
I had a dream last night, I was walking as the body appears. I heard the voice saying "I miss you" I can't make out the face, the dream is too vague.
That damned tree root. The snow was so thick that i hadn't noticed it. When i stirred from my fall Sophie Goodbody was peering over me.