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"He told me to help him." Marcus whispered, a look of pure fear written all over his face. Lydia gasped. "You mean..?" "Yes." Marcus sighed. "I used to be very good friends with Jonah.
I'm in too deep to be reached this time, don't wade in to save me, you may drown in the river of my blood which is dripping from my wrists and trip over the fragments of my heart.
I don't remember much of the night my parents and brother were taken from me. My mind is still hazy in some areas, just like the smoke against my eyes.
Chapter 7 Very short. Sorry will be longer next time. ׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º×׺°”˜`”°º× "Toby!" I scream again, no responce. He seemed to be lost somewherw deep in thought, drowning out my every word.
Her lips stained red, her cheeks pale pink. Her mascara running down her chin and into the sink. Her hair is a mess and she pulls a strand out, liner smudges a bit and she gives a little pout.
You look in the mirror And throw your hair back Look at what you've got And not what you lack. Wipe one tear away And then two and then three Look away for a second so you don't have to see.
If you took one look at me. You'd scream. A guarantee. Of living in simplicity. Teeth wonky. Like a donkeys. Eyes; black with bags. A complete opposite of a wag. Skin- pale as ice.
What happened?!” she said with worry “Umm…” I looked around the vast darkness of my surroundings not knowing who was out there. I think Esme sensed this.
It was the intruder’s voice. I then ran up the hill just wanting to get away as fast as I could. I was clasping my arm as I ran trying not to let it move about too much because of the pain.
My mind froze. My head was full of different emotions. I am happy because Taylor is here.
The impact of a moving car suddenly stopping throws everything of balance.
I slip I slide I'm hurt by some Judge me as you may.
I will not wake up with you by my side. Without you here I do not have to hide. Your hands will not run through my hair. I will not wake up afraid of your stare. Your eyes are weak like elders bones.
16+ disturbing and twisted you've been warned.
[The article below is a part of my life in words, please do not copy it] There are many roads we walk down as we grow into an adult, these roads often lead us ultimately to where we want to be in...
This is a few paragraph's from a medium length story that I feel like writing. The streets were overflowing with litter. ' Why did I come back?'I thought as I walked down the small narrow street.
If anyone has any ideas on a second title if love to hear them. So I said I was having a break, but I missed writing..
They said they would be safe, Here they are dead, my loved ones, They lied, they killed em like the rest, Slaughtered them like the rest, Tortured them like the rest, Left me to see the results, It...
Demons haunt me in the dark My own demons I have birthed, Pricking me with pins so sharp With every negativity on earth.
She knew it was wrong the day she had quit the force. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't work there anymore. Too many painful memories. Of capture. Of her dead partner. Of all those deaths.
the scary moment when I'm in an exam,. I stop for a minute,. forget who I am,. those few mistakes,. turning my self view to hate,. this really cannot be my one and only fate. you've ruined me,.
Her eyes fill her pillow with a river of tears, To drown her screams through sleepless nights, Her mind creates dark swirls of her thoughts, To release her terror to all new heights.
So I left jasper looking after the house while I went for a beer. I laughed when I thought of Lucy. She was bald. Then a wicked Idea came into my head.
increasingly aware that this peaceful time is running out and that if I want to get out of here without an argument I’m going to have to be quick.