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#gothamwar There's a face off going on, near the spire of Wayne Towers Supercostumed superpsychos, neither one with superpowers And while the jester and the Batman just waste each others time Down...
This is written for my beautiful daughter!.
As I sat staring into space that day, not paying attention just hugging my coffee cup, knees tucked up tight into my chest, I could never have predicted what would happen.
It was the end of my last year at secondary. Ben and I were closer than ever and so were Beth and I. We had all completed our exams ages ago and were awaiting the results.
Title: A Ridiculous Thing Called First Kiss...
Isabeau’s last breath did not fight to stay a part of her body, it slipped away without fanfare.
I had to find shelter to at least look after this vixen. There was no way she was dead. No way. I kept running, every step with a stronger purpose.
The world around her seemed to swim and her head contained a storm, How could she of fell victim again, her psyche had undergone reform.
This was the first thing I wrote, about 2 months ago. Enjoy!.
This is a story for those that...well, are like me. Those that hate themselves for how they look and only want love. Everyone in the apartment complex that I lived in knew Ugly.
"Whats the plan Lilly-Ann?" Jemma said getting her pen and pad out of her pocket ready to wtite her plan.
I switched the girl into one arm and somehow had the strength to carry the boy as well. Through the smoke, I looked around for an exit. All I managed to see was a window with no glass.
Some offensive language!. Sorry!.
I'm eating my toast in bed reading the feeds as is my thing.. However, today I will get up, finish packing.. Then head off with the family for two weeks with my mum stepdad and brother in Majorca.
(read parts 1-8 first) #thelight Sally gazed overboard watching the large glass tunnel bellow them. Small circular vehicles shooting past on tracks. Bugs.
This was her last chance. It wasn’t too late. Her heart was still hers. She could turn back now: pretend she didn’t feel, didn’t hear, didn’t say anything.
Dear diary Well Luke actually came by today. And what a mess that boy leaves.
Abandoned. Yes, that's what had happened I'd been abandoned One minute I was singing Christmas carols with spencer and jane and the next I was on the streets in a small cardboard box.
Chapter 5 40 minutes of silence. Nope, the radio was on. And he sat there, in the seat next to me. " I know I told you I won't talk but, this is awkward". I agreed with him but didn't say it.
Lying in her doorway The shoppers pass her by Ignore her plea for 40p They never wonder why She is just a nobody to them Not worthy of a life They've not considered Her life so full of strife Her...
I couldn't believe it. The lounge was a wreck. But right at the centre, Kay. She was tied to a chair with ropes and chains, she was gagged with a dirty cloth.
I met Woody about four years ago, through a person, that every so often turned up and wanted some attention from me. This had been going on for five years or more.
I hate it when couples have a little argument and the girlfriend changes her Facebook status to 'single'.
Chapter one (Part one of three) - The other side of the Mirror When I was little my mother use to tell me a story, it was a story she had been told when she was a small child, living on the...