O.B.R - Dave - Day One
'You have three days' The speakers declared.
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'You have three days' The speakers declared.
I stand there, staring at the huge, burning red doors, small gaps in between them to show whats inside, people walk in the gate but hardly out. They march in like mindless zombies.
I watched as the darkness shrouded the human. As it enclosed it, like a thick, inky fog. This gutter of spite, so seething with lime-green deception and with eyes and hearts as black as her deeds.
YES. The team made a mistake. I was on the higher rank, but I guess somehow they mistaked me with another girl with my name.. So I made it. And I have a soccer tournament next monday. Woot!.
(Inspired by @OdinsFist's legendary myth slayer man who's name I can't pronounce.
It was a early Saturday morning, the best of all for a normal, teenage school kid.Danny was just out of bed, and absolutely bored out of his mind.It was a daunting thought of what to do all day,...
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I woke up the next morning to my irritant alarm clock. Blurring in the distance, I opened one eye and smacked the top of the alarm, dragging myself out of bed.
2/2 She stands up from her desk and walks towards the kitchen area in the office to make her fourth cup of tea that day.
A whisper in to his ear and he soon lost his swagger, his smile dropped away and real fear crept in to his eyes. I smiled.
You will need:. 3 apples. 1 pack of grapes. 2 packs. 1 kiwi. 1 big bowl. Method:.
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"Come on Chicken. Are you scared or something?" a young, red haired boy jeered. Quickly he grabbed his two friends, one a blonde, tall boy and the other a dark haired girl with striking blue eyes.
COME ON ENGLAND. .
The seaside is warm The waves splash ferociously as we sit on the golden sandy beaches The seagulls fly past in the beautiful breeze falling down on us. Thats what the seaside is about.
Should I tell you a joke about butter. Oh no you might spread it around!.
It feels like days, but I'm pretty sure it's only been a few hours. My mind is going crazy and there is a pulse throbbing at the side of my head.
Golden with small black slits for pupils, they stare at me, penetrating my very soul. Predator's eyes. His thick mane ruffles in the breeze, tail swishing gently. I reach out cautiously.
“Remember me?” Those fearless eyes still haunt the minds of those whom witnessed it. Even the killer itself. “Please... No...” Small, frightened voices cooed, tears falling.
My body screamed in agony, as I tried to lift my head, the foul stench of what seems to be dustbins hit me, the nausea rose up and the contents of last night’s dinner appeared before me.
'Seahorses, hey. I love seahorses.. I really love seahorses.' Ceren said when Eddie replied to her sad muttering of female submission in nature, with 'What about seahorses.
(this is a freaky dream I had last night. It may not be very good but what the heck, I dreamt it. ) The tower stood tall and strong up into the grey sky.
1/2 I clip the wire fence with diagonal pliers then return them to my jacket pocket. Silently I slip through the hole and enter the shipping yard.