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I open my eyes and find Dr. X standing over me. "Aaahh!" I scream and about fall out of bed. "Nice to see you too. Would you care to tell us where Summer and Katrina are?" Dr. X asks kindly.
The scream is above us, above the trapdoor. "Quiet. Climb faster." Summer hisses. I almost want to just let go of the latter and fall, but I don't. Then I hear a shot. A shot of a gun. More screaming.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask Summer. We've been in the helicopter for a while, making circles around the Alps. "You'll see." Summer answers mysteriously. I sigh and lean back in my seat.
~True story~ ~Not mine~ In 1977, a family who lived in a rented council house in Enfield UK, began a terrifying ordeal when a Poltergeist took over their lives.
This rant will solely discuss the downfalls of comparing yourself to other people. First and foremost, I need to explain: We compare - it’s human nature.
17-Ally ~Ally's POV~ “Hey, girl…how are you doing?” Emily asked me the next day, when we were at the mall. I sighed and shrugged.
16-James ~James' POV~ There it was. Ally’s house. I was still pedaling as fast as I could on the little girl bike, toward our houses. I couldn’t believe that I actually was doing this.
15-Ally ~Ally's POV~ I was freaking out. So many people were wanting to come in that Jenna just left the front door open.
I see the lifeless eyes; the bloodied face. I see the spent lives and the sulfur trace. The cards are dealt without an ace. And only now weve entered a race. Towards death; towards a tortured time.
Lewis wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me as we stood in the entrance.
"Stop there." The One Who Influences spun round, meeting Tpek's eyes. Tpek almost took a step backwards.
Hi, my name is Norman I'm as normal as can be But if you trust your senses You should stay away from me I own a little resting place Along the interstate It was a thriving business But not so good of...
Sarah was driving her brand new car she got for her birthday this year. Her son -Billy- sleeping in the back peacefully.
There is many a day where the weather is foul, not just miserable but in fact depressing, travelling as I often did along the moorland back roads I was beginning to get a sense of this, sitting damp...
"Em, choose a color for your eyes," Paul said. I sighed. "Hang on a second." I finished the round with a shriek and a laugh, looking at Sally. Then, I turned around, making my face go blank.
Chapter 1 Looking out at the crowd, I felt exhilarated. Everyone was cheering after I got done with my first song. My heart was beating a mile a minute. My smile couldn't of gotten any bigger.
(www.soundcloud.com/The-reggae-monkey/how-do-you-feel) I woke up today , I fucked a kid, I had a sweating brow and no sign of remorse, it felt natural, How do you feel.
Heavy rain pelted against the window of Alec’s beat-up car as he squinted against the gloom that was being feebly illuminated by the aged headlights.
I gulped. As I stepped back, he stepped forward. I moved quickly backwards until my escape was blocked by a tree branch.
#halloweenparty Uncle Walt does Hallowe'en The likes of which I've never seen Mickey pumpkins everywhere And sure, the magic's in the air But something doesn't seem quite right As I walked along...
Come stroll with me a little while, Along the shores of Memoryville, Perhaps we’ll stop, admire the view, We’ve both got time to kill.
The wind whipped my hair as I galloped across the land. Past tufts of green and hissing snakes. I slowed down as the wooden town, placed in the middle of no where, entered my sight.
Mónne rest his head on a velvet pillow, his eyes dry from spilling too many tears. His heart felt shattered, shredded, ripped into pieces by the jaws of a white lioness.
I was walking home from the beach one evening when I was stopped in my tracked by the most gorgeous man I had ever seen.