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Ryan I gawped at her. Angel. My mind continued to think, confused. Surely angels didn't exist - maybe she had been part of an experiment or something, but angel.
I woke up in my small white apartment, it was empty except for my bed, the sun shined through the window and onto my dog sniffles, he looked up at me with his big brown eyes and then rested his head...
He kept running even though he could see, he could feel the shadows behind him, but a massive rush of adrenaline was keeping him a few paces ahead.
Dear Diary, Tomorrow is the day of the Prom!. I REALLY want to be Prom Queen. I'm sure Ryan will be Prom King!. I'm sooo excited I just CAN'T wait!!.
It was only the second day but The Regulator’s grey stone exterior was already covered in dried blood, drenched in the war paint of his kills.
Running for hours, constantly changing, my flesh undulating and cracking. Adapting. Evolving. I dare not slow, I must escape. I must survive. Many horrors I pass, dead and dying litter the ground.
He had dragged me through bushes, fences, and even hay fields. I puffed. "Just a little further!" he called in front of me. My lungs were burning, a strong, painful burning.
As we waited in the eerie silence which was broken by the waves of the coast. As me, billy & bob watched for dad's trawler, Joe was up in the lighthouse.
'Stacy, Stacy!' He awoke naked in a cold sweat, heart pounding fast, screaming for his sweetheart.
Chapter 12 James side: I kissed her deeply and l simply left. What was wrong with me. I loved her, couldn't live without her. The streets were empty.
As I walked along the dusty road, all seemed quiet. I expected I was a late beginner, as I had passed several dead people in my wake.
BElieve in YOUrself..
"He told me to help him." Marcus whispered, a look of pure fear written all over his face. Lydia gasped. "You mean..?" "Yes." Marcus sighed. "I used to be very good friends with Jonah.
You know, there's a legend about an old grove in the woods; they call it the Secret Grove. Not because it's a secret, because everyone in the kingdom knows of its existence.
Sometimes it's hard to find, sometimes impossible. Sometimes there are reasons it doesn't come to you and sometimes there aren't. Sometimes it completely overwhelms you, welcomed or not.
Tpek smiled. His submarine, an ancient contraption found in some mysterious ruins Tpek had found while fighting for his life in a violent game of death - the Opuss Battle Royale.
A knock at the door stirs her from her slumber, and a rather pleasant dream also.
*just an idea that formed into a story. Please met me know if its any good or not.
A few hours later I found myself in the giant stables which held the horses which would lead us around the city, our horses were jet black thoroughbreds ( I KNOW THEY DONT PULL CARTS BUT O WELL) and...
I swayed on my feet as a pounding headache threatened to make me keel over. I blinked. The scene before me was confusing. Seven people were sat on big metal chairs. Almost like thrones.
They discharged me the next day. Adam picked me up, but instead of going back to Lucy and my block, we went to his. He picked me up and kissed me fiercely and we went into his room.
#TheOpussDead It was the same dream again. Melody thrashed beneath the covers, sweat beading her forehead, her heart pounding in her somnolent state.
I stared at my iPod, the thought going through my mind over again " Is it broken?" No it's not, it says it on the news too, and on my clock, it really is the 13th day of the 13th month.
This is the second part. Enjoy. :D Frank stands up slowly and goes into his bedroom. I rake through the cupboard until I find some rabbit meat, which is usually the only meat I ever eat.