The Witness - Chapter I
My legs felt weak at the knees. It was probably lucky I was sitting down, or I would’ve fallen to the floor. Anger erupted inside me. It bubbled and fizzed, boiled and simmered.
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My legs felt weak at the knees. It was probably lucky I was sitting down, or I would’ve fallen to the floor. Anger erupted inside me. It bubbled and fizzed, boiled and simmered.
"What?" Gabby asks, breathless. She charges to Maicy and I and tackles us. The slip of paper drifts out of my hand as I hit the floor. Maicy lands hard next to me, moaning in pain.
Remember when we used to hold hands. Slowly walking down the street. Listening to bands. Saying Hi to people we'd meet. Remember how it used to feel. I thought that we felt the same.
I'm not writing for you, You broke my heart. I'm not writing for you, You knew from the start. I'm not writing for him, He didn't help me at all.
After talking to him: I want to die. Right now. Because I'm so blissful right now. And dying blissful sounds so ideal. So I confronted him. I was like: I like you. It's freaky. I need space.
"What?" I yell. "The lady that attacked you and Ellie is our mother!" Summer answers again. No way. No way. "No way!" "Well, yeah. And Samuel- you remember Samuel.
(This is the whole story so far) Part 1 *•*•*•*• "Zaya. Zaya where are you?" I called desperately. She was gone to long now. "Zaya.
River let out a sigh as she fiddled with the dart in her hands, the speck of red at the tip. She really wasn’t all that surprised, considering who it was who messed up the plan in the first place.
(4)Kendall ~Kendall's POV~ “Alright, that’s the last of it,” James said, patting one of the suitcases that was sitting beside him.
The summer holidays ended and school began. I said good bye to Freya and drove off to the school grounds. It wasn't a very long drive, so when it ended I parked the car.
The next day, I woke up at the same time as mum, who had bags under her eyes.
G'day Diary. I know I rant and rave about this every time I write an entry... But why did I get stuck with crappy GORILLA BOY. Even JJ got fracking 'Plant Powers'. Cool mojo. What do I get.
To the ten followers that have liked a special blog. The secret of Hello Kitty: According to the legend, Hello Kitty was created back in the 1970s by a Chinese woman.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law and four year old grandson. The old mans hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred and his steps faltered.
You still love me. I know it's true. It's in your eyes. Heartache through and through. I hurt you, I know. And I can't say I mind. Can't tell you I'm sorry. Can't force myself to be kind.
Jamie walked through the town square pushing through the crouds of shoppers. Christmas eve. What a stupid time to be out and about, for Jamie anyway.
"You know Jason, he's different" said mom, she tapped her foot. Jason is my older brother, I'm the one taking care of him though. I help him with his homework, even when I don't understand it.
Chapter 1. Once upon a time in a land called England in the central south, in 2012 there was a happily ever after couple. They were called Belle and Benjamin.it was the normal senior school scenario.
Alana was sitting on her desk minding her own business when her younger sister came along to pester her.
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English happens to be the only foreign language taught in Japanese schools. In Japan, the head of the state is the Emperor, while the chief of the government is the Prime Minister.
I need a wish just one wish My tears hide my wishing star Nightly used to come now it's this I'm left gazing from afar I could really use a wish right now A dream a genie or a wish If only I...
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May 2012 The jury stood staring with disgust. 10 long years ago. I stood there in a gingham dress with pigtails humming 'pop goes the weasel'.