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She was dying- a slow painful death, just like she deserved. Her blood was slowly running out. In fifteen minutes Clara Warren will be dead. "Help me... Abbie help..." Clara moaned.
When the light was dark, the day was young. a man with a sly smile on his face rose from the damp, antiquated chair.
The old man walked in, but no-one acknowledged him.
The old man walked in, but no-one acknowledged him.
A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes, and said,"I'd like to buy some cyanide." The pharmacist asked, "Why in the world...
Miscellaneous memories drift in my mind A Plethora of emotions that feel so unkind Haunted by faces, a collectiveness mocking The vultures are gathering, mourners are flocking Everyone’s kicking me...
You thought it was over. Not yet ... THE FINAL CHAPTER. 48hours later ... Rob was angry, he'd just lost his father figure, an to make matters worse, his girlfriend was the one that called the cops.
Three men walk up to the pearly gates of heaven, St. peter is there to greet them.
Barry stopped the car. He was there. He stepped out and walked into the building Michael had said for him to. 9:00pm on the dot.
She was my sister, I mean she is my sister, however now just a mere shadow of her former self.
I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
There was hot breath on my neck. I didn't want to turn around. Slowly, unclenching my fists, I let out the pent up air I hadn't realised I'd been holding and closed my eyes a moment. 'You know...
I couldn’t believe my eyes, I knew that I had to get Chris out of there right at that moment, I grabbed his hand and ran towards the door, but in the next second the door was kicked in and Leah stood...
There was once a boy called Jonny his mum sent him to bye a cake but he dropped the money his mother was furious so she gave him some more money and told him to go and buy a liver he bought a cake...
There was a time when Ben would have given a shit, but considering how the bloody mass of organs and skin lay there begging for him to kill it, it just made Ben want to kill him less.
This is a rare thing indeed. I've managed to remember one of my random little daydreams!. Here it is... Thunder ripples ominously through the clouds.
One morning, Cyril the shopkeeper was setting up shop for the day when as soon as he opened the door, a guy in a gimp suit chucked a gas canister into the shop and ran in.
The flames licked the wooden frames, as the helpless screams joined the ever growing noise of the battle, the fae were a ferocious and devious adversary, seeking only terror and mayhem to fulfil...
The smell was subtle but unmistakable. When had it happened. Why. What had she done to push him away. She tossed thoughts around her mind. Broken dreams, transparent promises.
Two whales, a male and a female, were swimming side by side in the ocean. Suddenly, the male whale spots a ship in the distance. He recognizes it as the whaling ship that killed his father.
Her drunken breath ran down my neck. "Everyone is here. Come on. Don't be a party pooper!" I hear an arouse of boo's from the mouths of the crowd. She wanted me to do it. But I didn't.
I stepped into the ocean Yet i do not walk on top of it. Sinking to the bottom with no oxygen. A Rock is by my foot with me attched to it. thick chains huge locks and no keys for it.