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Vincent couldn’t remember how long he’d been locked in the room for. All he could remember was waking up and finding himself in an unfamiliar place.
‘It’s on the news again,’ said Margaret as she painfully switched on the television with arthritic hands and turned down the sound.
Dear Captor What is the matter. Surely you know this is wrong, all that's been going on. The bath was nice, thanks for the glass of a lovely rich red.
It's morning but I'm still scared as hell. I didn't get a wink of sleep last night, but it's saturday so I don't have to go to school. "Do I really have to go inside?" I think to myself. Yes.
I let the crazy woman wonder upstairs to 'her' bedroom, change 'her' clothes, before hearing 'her' scream.
"Who-who-who's there?" I asked. No answer. "Answer. Answer NOW!" A rustling of plastic bags was frail against the sharp tone of the person's voice. "Honey!" they said.
The whirring lights; red and blue, stirred in the rain slipping from the clouds' grasp, jumping diagonally from them, as if trying to escape out as far away as possible.
Soon after Mia woke up, she felt something crumpled underneath her. It was another note. It read : 2nd July Today a girl, about my age, came into the shack.
Part 1 Hazel was always a little different from other kids.
Dear Hobo (former super star) There's no need to sleep in your car when you have this lush big house.
PART #2 With a ghostly scream piercing through the air, I shot up wide awake in my bed. Sweat made it possible for my blanket to stick onto me like glue.
It was a cold, hard winters morning my parents were at work and my friends, well I didn't have any. I'm in a tragically poor family.
I sit here in the lonely quietness Bitterness fills my heart I'm cursing myself for not knowing You'd played me from the start The others around me don't notice How my fury has set me ablaze I've...
#twistedopuss A few bits of language and adult themes. The car shuddered as it rattled over the morse of potholes; these communicated only annoyance as Erica threw the Merc around the bends.
Dear fiancé Today, I learnt a lot about your sister and you brother, as I talked plans with your mother. She was surprised about the wedding, she didn't know that it was happening.
John sat down eagerly at the resteraunt table,thinking about what to order.He scratched his head.Chicken or rice. He thought."Rice" He said.
Chapter 2. Exhibit A (Part 3) "Are you alright Crystal?" She asked pausing. Her fingers hovering over the telephone key pad. "It's..." I reach over and pull the cord of the phone out the wall.
Chapter 1. Believe Me. "How do you find the defendant?" The judge asked the jurors. "Guilty." The verdict was expected. We had all seen the evidence. I turned to watch Crystal in the dock.
Dear Stalker What can I say. I'm flattered that I fill your days, move you in inexplicable ways but... I really do need my private space.
I sit in total darkness and await my fate as my eyes adjust to my surroundings. My hands, tightly tied behind my back, chaff against the tough chord of rope around them.
Dear superstar I need you in my life. I write to you, to let you know, I love all and everything you do. I have a little box, full of all the things you've touched.
Chapter 3 The General Those two black dots floated in front of his eyes. Pits of darkness leading to deaths door. Four had rolled. His chance of being chosen increasing.
Hi guys, This is chapter 3 of dreaming angels. Please comment and tell me what you think. Chapter 3 Hallucinations Later on that night, at around 5.30, I decided to call Lucas.
Laying in my bed I feel the warmth of my mate's arms wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me to him as if I’m a life raft and he's drowning. Turning over I whisper to him "I'm here.