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If your enjoying my side of the story, still remember to read Jack's. @JazzCav . Still with an aching face, I woke up and shook my head. What happened. That guy from earlier was sprawled on the floor.
Sorry I have not written for a while. There were two 15-year old girls named Alice and Sarah who had been best friends since early childhood.
Once on a crumpled scrap of paper. Smeared with lipstick blots and ink splatters. She wrote a poem. And she called it "Valentine's Day". And that's what it was all about.
The loud humming pierced through the silent air as I turned the key. Off I was, headed in pursuit of the first lead, Cutoff Place. Street after street passed by, and I began to think.
How many times have we heard someone say, "you DON'T have a boyfriend!?" In this day and age, the American culture is centered around the thought of, "OH NO. I'm single!.
Chapter 10 Attention and Anticipation "Scarlett, my friend, I was right all along!" Amber laughed. "I know, I know!" I sighed.
On warm late nights under bathroom lights, glancing in a cracked mirror things become less clearer.
Chapter 2: "Ana?Ana. Wake up" I moaned and covered my face. "go away!!" "no Ana you have to get up" said someone in a stern voice.
Very short, but VERY dramatic. I just couldn't wait to get it out to you!!. :) *Justin's POV* I woke up to heat. A lot of heat. I was too hot.
Dedicated to @leelee101 So my good friend Lee Gave a challenge to me Read on with a smile (this may take me a while!) May I just add before I start..
As Rob rushed after the van, he felt anxious, nervous, worried and guilty. He'd forgotten about her not knowing anyone and look what had happened, she'd been abducted ... And it was his fault.
Panic filled me, intensified by the storm. The wind broke, pausing enough for me to see what lied below. Blood was everywhere. Surrounding the entire base of the tree and smearing higher up the trunk.
The wind rushed through my long hair as I ran, I had to keep checking Sam was alright but he seemed...ok.
I started pacing again. I had to take little steps though, since the extremities of the room were pretty small. I needed to know exactly what has been going off for all these years.
“Welcome home, soldier,” called a voice in the dark, 30 years late to a 50 year old man. Once he was golden with the promise of youth, til his country sent him off to foreign land.
You may of heard of this but here it goes: A married couple were going out for the evening and called in a teenage babysitter to take care of their three children.
The rain pounded down on my head, slapping against my bare skin like a fist. Who did he think he was, just leaving like that?. Declaring all those things.
Beasley Street Far from crazy pavements - The taste of silver spoons A clinical arrangement On a dirty afternoon Where the fecal germs of Mr Freud Are rendered obsolete The legal term is null and...
@Nom For the themed challenge: #opusswings Emma awoke from her nap. She felt better, she felt the dark cloud had lifted but something was wrong, she couldn't feel anything.
A couple of weeks passed and I didn't even see Sarah around school. Ahem I mean prison. I hoped she had magically fallen off earth.
CHAPTER 4 On the ninth day of our journey, we stopped at a small, dirty backwater town called Ortien.
Hey guys, Is it a bird. Is it a plane. No it's chapter 13 of MOONLIGHT DARKNESS. Wow. Can't believe it's actually here. Only short but it's here. Enjoy.
*Warning - Contains Themes of an Adult Nature* Bill was chewing on a donut, and fondling his piece, while thinking of a girl the night before.
~Spooky story; not mine~ Mad Henry was a hermit who lived alone in a decrepit mansion at the edge of town. Rumors were rife about the wild-eyed man.