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There wasn't much she could do about it now, but had she gone the other way, perhaps things would have turned out differently.
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There wasn't much she could do about it now, but had she gone the other way, perhaps things would have turned out differently.
"6:30 AM!?!?!?!. You have to be kidding me. What makes you think I can wake up at 6:30 AM?" I screamed to my mom and dad when they woke me up that morning. My mother hates it when I scream at her.
10th grade As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend." I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine.
My name is Bling. Just Bling. Any questions. Well good. I was in the Rockerz band for more than one year, you know. But most shining, happy endings start out...well...not as bright, if you ask me.
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I've been seeing that some new Opuss users have been writing a bit about themselves so I shall join in. My name is Olivia Chapman, I am 15 years of age almost 16.
Chapter 1. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^* (Trying to reach about 2000 words each chapter by the way!) I woke with a jolt from a sleep I never meant to have.
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Chapter 5: Trey's POV: "What's wrong?" Her voice is soft and caring. The instant our eyes meet a spark goes off inside of me. Her deep blue eyes with just the right tint of green.
Prologue; Part Two - - - - - - The only sound in the house was the gentle tapping of raindrops on the windowsills all around my bedroom. I looked out of the window and frowned.
Tied down, locked in This isn't how it began Free at once now trapped in Feels like my world is caving in Trust was given now it's not Seems like there's things you forgot I'm the oldest and tell...
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I remember I was cold, because it was early in December, And overnight it had snowed.
10-5-12 Dear Diary , I know I usually make fun of people who write in a diary but there on mistakes I make that I can't tell anyone, not even my best friends. And who knows maybe I learn from them.
Have a read and would be interested to know whether you care about Cate. are you intrigued by the opening. Is it too much like a set of moments happening without any real substance.
When Sofi had first been presented to the council she was fifteen and very new to her powers. The council had been cruel, even then, even in her magical infancy.
The stars twinkle in the sky As I reflect on the days events, Christmas is amazing; magical indeed I have now lived through 15 advents.
I did my best to appear confident. There was no way I was letting on that this was my first time away from home.
Chaptor 3: Amy's POV: But, the thing is, It didnt sound crazy at all... He took the words right out of my mouth. Treys POV: She didnt even answer me.
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We were unstoppable Sitting on that roof smoking at 5 am You, the girl with the messy hair and the thirsty heart. And I, a nothing, still, you made me feel like I was worth a lot. We were never lost.