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1. The hand It's a fall Saturday morning in 1944, the leaves blowing harshly slapping against my face. You may as well call me a freak for that's what everyone else thinks .
#beginningline challenge. #nightdwellers. The promises died in his icy white breath,. When dad told me to not talk but listen instead. 'Son' he said,. 'Yes?' I said. 'Your mother is dead'.
Left my sister behind. Had a cry on the bus. She's so small and dainty and she's got an old woman's head on her shoulders and she's so powerful and wonderful.
"A house divided against itself cannot stand" - Mark 3:25 Prologue: Corinne- November of 1986 Corinne sat in a large chair, crossing her arms in her lap.
When I saw her disappear, I went back to look at the thing she dropped earlier. It looked like a necklace. It was a black necklace that sparkled a lot.
Chapter 4 Many years ago two young children where promised a treat, they where to be taken to the circus, the two children had never been to a circus before they where very exited.
Chapter 1~ Joanne's POV It was just a normal day. I was sitting on my couch watching TV when I heard the loud, and unforgiving knock at my apartment door.
I'm so confused right now. Confused on who to trust. Confused on who my real friends are and who are just with me because my daddy's got money. Some days I just want to isolate myself from the world.
Hi everyone. Sorry I haven't updated this story in a while... I keep forgetting. I'll try to get the next chapter out quicker. Enjoy... I finish dusting the oak coffee table for the 100th time today.
Chapter 6 ------------ I wait for Mrs. Johnson to open her office door. Butterflies go crazy inside my stomach, and I feel myself start to hyperventilate.
#beginningline #nightdwellers Walk On The Dark Side - Chapter 1 Chapter 1 - At the Beginning Martin stormed into the kitchen angry as usual, going about the house slamming doors, this was always a...
I was in my room shedding tears I have been holding all breakfast time. I was blowing my nose when I heard a knock on my door. "Who is it?" I asked, making no effort to sound proper.
Two twins. Are born. On the same day. Two people. Exactly. The same. In. Every way. One is named Martin. The other Ray. Martin becomes a politician. Ray rages against The Machine.
CHAPTER TWO "C'mon Vanessa. I promise I'll take you and Jessica-" "It's Jasmine," "Yeah, okay. I promise to take you and Jasmine to get coffee next week.
#beginningline #nightdwellers Walk On The Dark Side - Chapter 1 Chapter 1 - At the Beginning Martin stormed into the kitchen angry as usual, going about the house slamming doors, this was always a...
Chapter 2 -/- While we waited for Layton to come, me and Chrissy walked onto the beach with our crayons. "I'm drawing you," Chrissy smiled.
Getting out of the house was amazing. It felt so good. After Rachel realised that Marty had selective mutism she acted different around us all. Really different.
Chapter 1 "Do we have to move?" I asked, distressed. "I know you like it here, but you need to give Florida a chance," she said. My mom wanted me to move to her home town.
Summary/Blurb (whichever you want to call it.) Kayleigh likes her life in New York, but something always just has to change. Her mom wants to move back to Lisbon Florida where she grew up.
“Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way”- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina Chapter 1, line 1. Stetson wandered over to the car. The raised voices behind were no...
Im Hannah. 17. Come from a big family. love to write and draw and swim in the sea. I woke up at 9:30am. Not unusual for me. I smiled, realising what day it was.
Mum you've been so low, I want to take you back a step, To a place where you felt rock bottom, Where you struggled to take a breath.
#rant / #minirant - Sorry about this, just had to get it out. Venting my anger Looking down my nose. You're the worst for it You're just like our dad Oh wait.
Definition: (noun) A feeling of deep regret (usually for some misdeed).