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Hey, Here's chapter 9 of whisper in the woods. Like so far. This chapter is pretty good. Even if I do say so myself... Chapter 9: Mr Jenson Patch walked me home later that day.
The rest of the honeymoon flew by in a blur of colour, sounds and heat. We flew home a week later, Adam and I were still trying for a baby, but weeks were turning to months and I was starting to...
A true horror story that happened to me when I was 11. A bit long, read at your own risk. It was a rainy winter night at Quinta Camp the day it happened for the first time.
We sat down for dinner, which would have been incredibly tense if it wasn't for Keith, he was constantly cracking jokes and asking Adam and I questions. Eileen, however sat in stony silence.
I know A thesaurus of words A dictionary of meanings But not a single one can Express this That I am feeling.
Chapter 7 - The Curse . _/\_ .
300 is the magic number... Hey there I am Me, I've been Me for many years, I do a lot of things You may find weird, I fear.
For a 500 word competition for Chris Evans :) I was running, I couldn't stop. He was after me, they were after me. If I stopped, even for a split second, they'd catch me.
16+ and only for those without a sense of humour bypass... If I've not offended any stereotype, please accept my apologies. The start is from the Bagpuss song.
*long rant. I went to meet a friend in a popular chain of coffee shop today.
Hey, Its a little short but, Here is chapter 9. Enjoy guys... Chapter 9 Ouch. My head hurt and I was disorientated. I looked around, I was in a room. A white room. Oh god am I dead. No I’m not.
(My 100th opuss. Whoop whoop!) 'can I help you.' she said sneering at Lucy. 'mmm fancy.' Lucy said picking up a small vase, inspecting it and then placing it back.
When I write on Opuss, I write to be heard, Not to become first... Or second... Or third. Yes, that's a challenge, But not a single aim, It ruins every prospect, Of the word-fuelled game.
I was coming around. Again. I was sat in a chair. Again. And it was dark. Yes, again. But this time I wasn't tied to the chair, far from it.
"Bed time now, come on you got school in the morning" Susan spoke with authority this time, so as not to be ignored again. "Oh mum can't I just stay up for half an hour please?.
She howled at the moon, the moon above the sand. She howled a wolf alone, in a far off foreign land.
Chapter 2 Barely half an hour after his flat had hurled itself at him, James Bond found himself staring at the brass plaque inconspicuously bearing the legend 'Universal Exports'.
Adult content 18+ My name is Yasmin Chase and I was 20 years old when I was murdered. I was a drama student and I did a lot of productions with our local amateur dramatics group.
We've all done it...unwittingly insulted someone.
[Ok this part has a couple of swear words and a little violence.
Hey guys, Please enjoy and comment on what you think. Thanks guys, I really appreciate you reading this. Chapter 4 When I awoke I was in my room. Ughhhhh strange dream, I thought.
27/22/12 It was a mistake, going to Sarah's house. I'm never going back.
Hey guys, I really hope you enjoy this. It's chapter 5, patch and Cassandra's date. Strange date but who cares. Chapter 5 Patch stood at the door with his mouth hanging open. I smiled, did he like it.
As I walked thru the marketplace An old man said to me I have the very thing for you Won't you come and see.