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#opussweeklychalkenge (shorter version) "We'll do it all. Everything. On. Our. OWN!" Dalia screamed at me, Jonathan standing by her side. "You're just a nuisance Mariana.
I plunged into the icy tsunami as the rest called my name. But their voices were muffled by water filling my ears. I sank with the wound bleeding uncontrollably making the water red. I breathed.
#opussweeklychallenge (long version - aka not edited aka not as good as other version) "We'll do it all. Everything. On. Our. OWN!" Dalia screamed at me, Jonathan standing by her side.
Grandma Puss lay in her chair with her head at an angle. "Opuss, you beautiful baby boy," she purred while stroking his unkempt fur.
Anna was given her own hut, with just a bed inside. "Everyone has a hut." Charlie explained.
Taken Stolen Bound Hidden Fear Disbelief Anger Grief Dark Cold Musty Old Drip Drop Blood Spot On Clammy Skin Locked In Matted Hair Dirty Clothes Barred Windows Concrete Floor No Door...
She looked back at me. All the color and expressions had left her. My heart sort of sank as I embraced myself for the worst. "Ashlynn, come here," she said patting her lap. I got up and sat in her...
"Ash wake up," said a voice. She could feel her body being lightly shook. She opened her eyes. There were a set of blue crystal clear eyes staring back at her. She stretched, yawning.
The sound of wind howling around our house wakens me slightly. I want to go back to sleep, cuddled up in the warm on the heavy quilt on my hay mattress. I feel dizzy and weak.
Out in the ocean, one day in my boat I sailed that much further than ever before The wind strong and pushy and blew where it will And soon I was lost, and nowhere to be found T'was such an...
Chapter 1- Family Ties 6 months before I was born mother and father got divorced. Little did they know, I was on the way. When my mother found out three months after, she was in a state of shock.
Introduction: It is a little know fact that on the 15th day in July, females of a certain species of spider lay their eggs.
I have had many bad nights in my time but none as bad as last night.It was the 23rd of May 1999.It was very dark apart from the moon lighting up the sky.
The darkness engulfed me and water pulled me down, I couldn't help but pull my face into a terrified frown. I couldn't scream and I couldn't shout, My mind was now in a terrible doubt.
Start of my new story. If you have any suggestions, feel free to comment. Chapter 1 "Just keep walking. Just keep on walking." I muttered to myself.
Once upon a time, Not so long ago, I went to visit Granny Through the winter ice and snow.
The seething, onyx ocean reflected the shimmering, jewelled heavens. Lashing, crystal rain tore through warm flesh like icy spears. Tearing, obsidian waves glistened off the jagged rocks.
Thank you all for your support and suggestions as I'm writing this. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
The moon comes up and I sit there, on the ground, holding my mom's own diary. Is my mom even alive. I hope so. I look upwards at the stars. There's the Big Dipper- and the North Star.
Just a little poem that popped into my head. Abandon me in a cave, Throw me to the flames, I will be brave, I will walk away unscathed.
The man looks me in the eye And I quickly look away I had never thought There would ever come a day When I'm offering my soul I'm offering my heart Who knows if it's really a trap and I will fall...
This was the first Opuss I ever posted: Quinn felt tears of exertion trickle down her chin as she flitted through the maze.
On our way back, we stop off at the market to sell today's fish. Two druken, middle aged men are arguing over a bottle of whiskey at the alcohol stall.
I've been pushed. I've been shoved. I've been kicked out of cliques. I've been told:. "Well it's just that you don't fit in". I've been lied to. And framed for nothing I'd done.