Disappeared Part 3
There'd come her old lover, on the 3rd day of the second week that the guy disappeared.
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There'd come her old lover, on the 3rd day of the second week that the guy disappeared.
(what if your partner's family hated you as passionately as you loved... Then it ended.
Prologue Sam We entered the building and immediately all I could smell was drugs. Drugs. Blood. And fear. Malcolm I hit her again. And again.
I remember that day well. I was playing at the bottom of the garden, just nine and full of wonderment. A time when the world was still new and exciting and not as small as it is now.
There were 2 girls, an older sister and a younger sister. They lived in a fairly safe neighborhood. One day they went to the park. As usual, there were many happy families there.
This is my death. It's obvious From the moment His thumbs press Gently into the hollows Of my throat. First there's panic; I can't shift his iron grip. I want to breathe But can't. I punch and kick.
The man came round again, today. The Tall one, heart of black and eyes of grey. He calls himself a doctor, but I don't believe him.
My senses are heightened. I feel their presence nearby, watching. They are getting bolder, ready to pounce. You may think me paranoid, but it's not the first time their kind have come for me.
She was not sure when it happened but she must have fallen asleep at some point..
Small starter ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The silence was broken with a scream of a child; full of pain and emotion. Once the Childs wail was over it lead to a minute of shock.
A dead man walked the street. I'd seen him for myself, straggling along the pavement in the near-darkness, his long wet hair unkempt, sticking to his wrinkled skin, his clothes torn.
It was dark. I was in a cave, scary red eyes looked at me. I didn't dare take a step forward into the pitch black cave, but suddenly something pushed me and then I couldn't see a thing. What was it.
I knew what I had to ask. Picking up the phone again, I re-dialled the number. Again, the ringing noise... "Hello again, Hudson, I assume you have your question?" The deep voice bellowed down the...
The Watcher brought the binoculars up to his eyes. Through the lenses, despite the darkness and fog, he could see the flaking paint of the house and the rotten window frames.
Instinct: Chapter 1 (Part 3) Leo When I woke I found her arms wrapped around my waist and her pale face pressed against my back.
Instinct: Chapter 1 (Part 2) Leo Her whereabouts had troubled me ever since I had woken in the night to visit the bathroom and discovered she was gone.
I am still looking, amazed at this strange new planet. Then something strikes me, I turn towards Connor. "How can you read that sign?" I ask, with a puzzled expression on my face.
An escaped convict, imprisoned for 1st degree murder, had spent 25 years of his life sentence in prison.
Running. Running as fast as they could. Shooting. Bang bang. Lydia had never killed anyone in her life. She'd been brought up properly, going to church on Sundays and saying please and thank you.
As I ran down the blackened corridor my heart pounded like a caged beast the realisation that my pursuer was a breath behind me was all too real, my legs carried me through the corridor and out into...
I would like to start by stating that this story is the end to a struggle with psychological problems from what I had written prior.
Chapter 7 - Bandages There was a blindingly obvious bandage attached to my face the next day. Atleast it covoured up the wound in the side of my head.
I grabbed out my mobile, my hand trembling. What could be on the other end of the line. I could hear my own heartbeat pound and pound, as the phone started to ring. I froze.
I set off through the fast falling snow, the bitter cold bit into my drying skin as the wind blew delicate white flakes to my face.