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Really long part but I went a bit crazy on this one WARNING: VERY DIRTY REPEAT DIRTY!!!. I woke up in a familiar room, Joe's. He was sleeping peacefully, holding me.
Sorry guyz I made a mistake the last part was pt 22 not 21 XD :/ That's me 4 u!!:P lol anyway enjoy Xxx Love Hannah "Hi, excuse me but that dress is mine.
(read parts 1-8 first) #thelight Sally gazed overboard watching the large glass tunnel bellow them. Small circular vehicles shooting past on tracks. Bugs.
I just want to quickly point out, that these chapters can get quite harsh and unpleasant quite quickly, so younger and more sensitive readers please be aware. Chapter III may not be so pleasant.
>Nathan< As I woke up the next morning, I could here noises. "Whats that?", I thought to myself. I got out of my bed slowly and opened my door.
Chapter 14 Getting to know each other The next day... We had a 'chat.' It was mostly Mum talking, but anyway. She asked me how I got here. Which I replied: "I walked." How I got her address.
There was a shuffling sound. Shelby’s closet door creaked open. ”Oh Dear God” she whispered. She was terrified of what would happen next. That’s when she woke up. She scrambled to the lamp.
So long, fair well, bye bye. Stolen from us, but they said its going to be alright. They unlocked my mind - oh so kind. Close your eyes it won't take you long.
#rant I've escaped for the afternoon, The in laws are driving me mad; They sit and watch hours of TV, It's anti social and bad.
A continuation of my last Opuss… I watch Celyn walk off into the distance, then make my way inside the theatre, sighing deeply. The last of the audience slowly push open the door and walk outside.
#household. I wear my cover,. Like a coat,. To shield me from the rain,. Of prying eyes,. And wicked lies,. To stop you causing pain,. What you see now,. Is just a shell,.
9:35pm Your hands are trembling as you write your letter. You write about how no one cares. The ink smudges as your tears drop onto the letter. Your suicide letter.
" I just can't. " He exhaled deeply. The sorrow in his eyes thickened as his gaze was caught in hers. " But why. Don't you see. We're supposed to be together. Everyone else can see it but you..
---Just the first part of another story. I got bored writing the other one and wanted to try something a bit different.
In early December of 2012, CIA Director David Petraeus arrived for a secret meeting at the White House with President Obama. "Mr.
Chapter 3 ::: I awoke the next day and I was lying in a hospital bed with a bandage on my head. I was still dizzy and my vision was blurry.
He was persistent, I'll give him that, flowers, chocolates and his meowing cat "Hey Eddie, can't we meet again.
They were walking in the woods, they went there a lot. They were both happy to be there, content. They hadn't been there for a while and they spoke excitedly about the upcoming week.
Chapter 3 Tugging on the hem of my dress anxiously, I quickly took another scan of the café. He wasn't here.
Sam came striding into the room with his little clip bord straped around his belt. He sat down at the table with Alana and looked into her eyes.
"Last chant" I can’t seem to find you, lost in dreams anew.
What of the sinners and sailors With no wind in their tails No wind left to blow them from north to down south No ports left open and no ships set sail No storms on high seas, no blowing wild...
I just looked at her and she turned around looking all innocent. "What?" she asked dazed "He was getting annoying" she added plainly.
23-Ally ~Ally's POV~ “Done!” Emily exclaimed at last.