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The words spun around my head; Marry me. Do i want to marry a murderer. Do I want to spend the rest of my life with this man. If I don't do what he says will he murder me too.
"Hiyas," I wondered opening the door to Brian's apartment to find no ones there, accept his old tabby cat, Fred "heya Freddie," I said scratching behind is ear to hear him 'purr', " d'ya know where...
He stayed in the dark. No ine knew why, no one knew where but everyone knew he was there. Everythings blurred but i can see a light at the end. At the end of what.
I thought I would write about my feelings, at this moment in time. I'm lying. Slowly drifting into the next day on a relaxing ride known as slumber.
-----From Brian's perspective --------------- 'I honestly dont know what I've done!' I kept on saying it an saying it, but no-one seemed to believe me, it's not like I would get rid of Sally like...
The old woman's hand rose shaking, and pointed towards the shadows, "The exit there..." she mumbled slowly. "But you never go get out." she concluded, as though she had said it a million times.
I wake up on the shore choking out water. Above me, Jackie holds my hand and Flint stares at me. "Shes up lets go." whispers Jackie "I'll carry her to the car." "Oh please." I choke out.
Justin had a stern look on his face. I couldn't understand it. What was going on. He just replied a simple "Nothing" and looked away. He took a few steps backward into crowd and disappeared.
As Susie unpacked her boxes she noticed one that wasn't marked up with what's inside. The more she eyed it, the less familiar it looked.
My heart was throbbing with fear. This was not the first time I had been attempted a kidnap, but it WAS the first time I was on my own.
The old sailor, gray with experience and tough with wear, pointed out into the moor at a fine sail boat. The lantern in his hand dimly lighting the surrounding area caused the dark water to sparkle.
Chapter 3 ...Mia kicked and squirmed as hard as she could to break free from the terrible grasp.
Mr Collins didn't know why his trousers were dusty..... At that moment there was a knock at the door "Joe are you awake?" a voice said, Mr Collins didn't reply.
I spent the whole day hiding behind my Ray Bans. It was a Sunday, and as the name promises, the sun was out on this fine Summer's day.
The train dropped me off during the cool evening breeze drifting away with it old newspapers and the smell of luggage.
In an attic room, high above the bustling streets of the Unknown City, a single, naked, light bulb hangs limply from the ceiling over a large wooden desk.
I scratch at his arms, digging long gnarled nails deep into his soft flesh piercing open blood veins for the water to sting.
Flossie (my cat) has always had a peculiar interest with the attic. She'll whine for hours and anxiously keep watch. They say that sometimes cats have an extra sense about these things.
"Avenge me" the words fell softly from her blue lips, her eyes hungry, held mine. I nods my head dazed as the red and blue lights illuminate the dark.
"hello sir, drivers licence please," the police man said, as Freddie got out his wallet and found his licence, I pretended to be asleep.
You're So Different Part Three Brian punched Kory in the face. Kory simply turned his head back. Brian's groupies started snickering. But Kory just smiled pleasantly.
Every birthday I count how many days I've lived. Up until the day I die, because I know the day I'll die... I've seen it before, you've seen yours... Haven't you?.
It had been two years since, Mr Collins, ended his secret not that any knew it. Mr Collins awoke one raining, gloomy Monday morning, when he realised that he wasn't in his own home.
Here's mine but don't forget to check out @CuriousCat. After a few more kisses we pull away. There's a rustle in the bush. Kitty squeaks and jumps into my arms. "It's just the wind!" I laugh. "Oh, eh.