A Choice
You have a choice to make. Right now. Live or die. But NOT for yourself, for another life. Perhaps a person, perhaps an animal. It is still life. You must make this decision, and you alone.
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You have a choice to make. Right now. Live or die. But NOT for yourself, for another life. Perhaps a person, perhaps an animal. It is still life. You must make this decision, and you alone.
#household #home From the age of seven until I reached ten, every summer I used to go and stay with my aunt and uncle for two weeks in a little seaside village called Thorpeness on the south coast.
She giggled softly as she watched him struggle. Throwing her hair back and relaxing against the booth, she flexed her foot against his cock as she felt him harden beneath her.
We landed about a mile from where they originally went missing, we did this so that if they were being held captive nearby then it would not be obvious that we were there to rescue them.
Is it really a good thing to deny the existence of any higher power at all. After having a lively debate with a "friend" I am starting to think it isnt.
Hey Here is chapter 25 Repost please Chapter 25 I didn’t speak for the ride home; I just sat in the back of a car with Sam. He didn’t try and speak to me, he only stared at me.
'what!' I cried leaping up from where I was sitting. She was sitting crossed legged on her bed and had an pool of blood surrounding her. A tear slid down her cheek and she began to sob. 'call...
Part 4. The lesson soon finished and Bobby found out one thing: I was hopeless at PE, we had break after and me and Bobby got to know each others life story's.
#disabilityaware I wake up Niquita at half 7 everyday for school. She still can't tell the time but she knows if I'm a minute late or early.
There was a beautiful little kitten sat high up in a stone tower. Who's long silvery whiskers had a very magical power. Her whiskers never stopped growing since she was very small.
@littlekitten 's challenge... Hello. I suppose I should start this introduction off with something simple. Like my name. Which is Bethan. Though I have ever rarely been called that.
I rushed into Adams room, he was sitting up and talking to the doctor, 'ah Abby,' the doctor smiled turning around.
I sat bolt up right in my bed and looked across at Lucy, she was rubbing her eyes. I got out of bed and ran to the door closely followed by Lucy.
Warning!. May offend the delicate closed minded individual!.
*long rant. + bad language.
So this is me, LittleKitten. My name is Freya. I didn't used to like my name but it has grown on me over the years. I am a typical teenager, stroppy, hormonal and full of attitude.
23/11/12 The more you think about him, the closer he gets. Your fear, your thoughts, they make him manifest.
Adult content only 18+ My name is Tess Marshall and I was 27 when I was murdered. I had only been working at the video shop for a few months on the night that I was brutally taken from my family.
Ok so we're done n' dusted and we're not exactly close friends anymore. We both said stupid shit and we kinda closed the freindship door.
#adventchallenge Mary and Joe were the scum of the earth He out of work, her always giving birth They were petty thieves and lived in shit And took every single state benefit One Christmas Eve she...
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts.
Our phones fall, we panic. Our friends fall, we laugh. - Unknown.
#loveopuss From the age of fifteen I've written a diary, stories, songs or poems.
A man walks into a pub and orders a pint. As he's sipping away at it, he takes in the interior, for it's his first visit. Where the toilets are, do they do food, the donkey... The donkey.