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We went round to his house today, It was empty yet again. He'd gone out, yet again, Forgetting we were coming. He forgets everything these days. His house is a shrine to the past.
A small child, Curled up on a bed, Foetal position, Knees tucked to head. She sighs in her sleep, And turns on her side, A mother looks on, Face: tender pride.
Don't wish your life away. You should be thinking about what job you want now. You don't get enough exercise. Stop running round and calm down. You need to get out more.
They met. They fell in love. They dated for some time. They tied the knot. They had kids. Their source of joy. And took them on trips. To play in the sun, the girl and boy. As they grew old together.
A woman realizes her son has not yet gotten out of bed for school. She goes into his bedroom and tells him to get up or he will miss breakfast. "No," the son replies. "I don't wanna go to school.
Rainy days are dreary and hazy. They're boaring and tiring with nothing to do. I sit around moaning and groaning driving my parents straight to insanity. My mother says to read a book.
My dad wrote this for my brothers jake (18) for his 13th birthday.My dad is a bit of poet. So enjoy.
I don't come from a fucked up family. My father drinks to reach his happiness...and my mother says NOTHING.
A shuffling of feet. A slurp of strong, black, bland tea. A clearing of the throat. A sea of black. A cough. A sneeze. A whimper. A funeral.
Sometimes I wonder what this is all about. As I have spent my whole life long dedicated to being a good friend. I take this role very seriously and pour my heart into it.
Chapter 1 - Why me. Olivia was riding home from school on her bike.
I had a job It was real smelly Then one day I got an offer for the telly I was in two minds But I said yes Because the woman from the telly had a sexy dress A life of grime That was the program T.V...
Lisabella steps over William nonchalantly, her black combat boots pounding on the floor.
Let's get things straight. I am Becky, soon to be the new J.K Rowling, but better. I am quite a blonde, physically and mentally, and I have blue eyes. I'm small for my age and I'm skinny.
Even though this is not my diary, just like twitter an facebook aren't, It still makes me feel better to post what I feel an get it out of my system some way.
My mom and I has always been on neutral terms. But sometimes as far as all moms go, she tends to get on my nerves.
Chapter 3: Full of Surprises (Part 2) Lily I woke that morning to the sound of laughter.
He sat cracking his knuckles Over marmalade Ignoring burned toast Cold in the rack And fixed me with That all-seeing stare The one that knew When I'd been slack Or told a lie You need to sleep...
When I was beaten severely as a childish understood that my dad only did it to make me a better person today, which I'd like to believe I am.
Dad nagging sis to tell me to revise...even sis is like what makes u think she'll listen to me. Dad says I can't go Philipines this summer which I'm upset about.
That time when your reading a book and you relize 3 hours have past.
Mother: You're the reason I felt like I'd failed. Step-father: You're the reason I felt worthless. Half-sisters: You're the reason I felt alone. Father: You're the reason I felt unwanted.
Ok, here's the next installment of my backwards story, the wrong side of bed. Hope you like it. I can't wait for tomorrow.
Chapter 2: Past Starts (Part 4) Denny The faraway look in my eye returned to the photo album and I remembered that I hadn’t thrown away all the pictures of Dean.