Loving The Night.
#beginningline Creeping silently under the veil of night, I try my hardest to avoid the light. The sun is a plague upon my skin, The clothes I wear are always too thin.
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#beginningline Creeping silently under the veil of night, I try my hardest to avoid the light. The sun is a plague upon my skin, The clothes I wear are always too thin.
Bam there was my mom in the middle of the room looking evil and hideous. " oh do you got a letter well sorry to inform you but I'm you're mother and I think I'm going to read it now hand it over".
#beginninglines #nightdwellers. The moon lit up the cobbles. As though the road were paved with bulbs. Each one shining brightly. Each one seeming breakable. That fragility, was a mirage.
On the edge of the horizon is where you hear them speak, voices of the past, into my mind they creep. Spirits circle me, fighting for my attention, to see a living person, is their only real...
There is a mystery that lies within dreams.. A mystery in which will remain forever, since dreams themselves are mysteries which prove to be illusive at blunt meanings.
Weathered down hands shake and brittle dry lips quiver. The time had come. A blistering gust of wind passes through. Then suddenly, calm..
A priest was on his way to church when his car ran out of gas. He was in the middle of nowhere with no gas station around. His phone wouldn't get any reception.
"I'm heading to bed, goodnight." Aubrey called to her grandmother from the stairs. "Night." She said from the living room.
Aubrey sat in Derek's room, combing through her wet hair with her fingers. It was a dark green, a few band posters on the walls.
Aubrey sat at the back of the classroom, watching the mysterious boy move down the isle of desk. He fascinated her since he came at the beginning of the year, two weeks before.
She told him she wasn't real,. In the sense she was unable to feel,. She was the devil, a soulless soul keeper,. A heartless life reaper,. But he did not run, not yell,.
Mum hugged me tight, "I wish I had destroyed your clip when I was pregnant with you," mum cried.
I woke up in hospital and heard m and dad arguing. I pretended to be still asleep. "She wouldn't be in this mess!" Shouted dad so I pretended to wake up.
Chapter 7 Later on at 4:00 in the afternoon I went to see dad. Mum wasn't there though. I'd always been curious about dad, if you want someone to be suspicious about its dad. He's always up to no...
Chapter 34: A Message within the Cell Rachael was still locked up within the cell; she looked through the skeleton eye and saw a bright orange sky with a shade of purple creeping through.
#acrostic Have you danced with the devil in the pale moonlight. Or have you stared in the mirror till you got a fright.
"They'll be here tonight." Flynn said to Jordan, his mouth full of bread. Jordan, still groggy from sleep stared at him. "We're gonna get her. Walter can fix her." "She'll be stronger.
[A/N I have a habit of turning my dreams into a story, so I'm going to continue it!] Me and the boys were coming back from the local village, and to make it clear who the boys were, they are a few...
"Another two days, and we'll be there." Flynn said. The november air cold but fresh, the sun shined down on them through the treetops of the forest.
"Well uh, happy halloween guys..." Flynn said in the little cabin Wilbur drew. They were two days into their journey, it was pouring non-stop freezing rain.
You didn't talk to me at school the next day. Or the day after that. Or the week after that. But at home, when your friends weren't around, you talked to me all the time. I couldn't shut you up.
Hart cradled my face in his hands as he leaned down and locked his lips with mine. Of all my seventeen years of existence, I had never felt a sensation like this. It was about time.
I'll add the first chapter soon, please comment and tell me what you think would be a good twist!!. :D •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• On a dark and stormy night, a scream broke the silence.
"Jordan. You need to come out." Olivia said, listening to Jordan throw things from the other side of the bedroom door. Roslyn had been gone for three days. "Screw off." He growled.