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We got our test results back the day before term ended. I think I was the only one who was surprised that I got top of the class in almost everything. I wasn't looking forward to going home.
-ok guys in continuing this story from 2 months ago so bear with me- Ever wondered what it is like to be a pixie. Well let me answer that, it's horrible.
I open the wardrobe, And feel around. Thick, furry coats, And a fluffy mound. I delve a little further, And feel a howling wind. Snow blows in my face, Awesome. I grinned.
#nightdwellers It is pitch black outside, the only light coming from the dull glow of an orange street lamp at the back of a nearby alleyway.
"Evans!" Potter called, chasing after me. "G'way, Potter!" I said, turning my face away from him as he caught up with me, so he couldn't see the tears.
Hope this is okay. #TheOpussTale I wipe my forehead, drips of sweat trickling down my cheeks. Two days. Only two days of heat, and yet the whole of Pixie town is suffering. Including me.
"Dear Mr. Potter. You have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry". One sentence o change millions of lives, to begin a decade.
"Not in the mood, Kieran." A simple sentence that should have told him "Danger - angry elf within. Do not approach if you value your life." However, he did not take the hint. "So how did it go.
Once upon a time, there lived a little, ginger cat called Opuss. He was no ordinary cat, oh no, he had the amazing gift of storytelling. What's that you say. A talking cat. Yes indeed.
Pumple Village is a small, quiet little village, settled on the outskirts of London. Peopl drive past it everyday, but never stop to visit, or even look, as if they can't see it.
"Umm..." "Look, I'm sorry for what happened back there..." "Please, don't mention it..." "No, really, I need to apologise..." "I need to apologise as well, you know..." "So..." "Sorry." "Sorry." That...
I watched as the lean, muscular wolf sprinted in the direction of the howl and sighed. Up on the hill, figures were moving around the tent that I had fell from.
I was awoken the next morning after a good night's sleep by my félix, Buttons. He was a large wildcat, rescued from certain death in one of my very first missions.
Two hours later (we were going downhill) we finally arrived back at camp. And caused quite a stir. "Are you alright?" "What happened?" "Is the wyrm dead.
Hi. I'm Jacqueline and here's my story: I skipped along the sapphire blue grass, looking up into the gorgeous yellow sky, I noticed my friend, Orin. She was asleep on a candy floss cloud.
1. Attacken Jag rusade in när jag såg den, den var stor och hade mörkt rödbruna fjäll - draken. Vakterna försökte döda draken med sina pilar, utan minsta framgång.
Note: Chapter I of Wolfpire Chronicles (Book I) The night sky was clear as water. The streets were well lit by the street lamps which showed a dim glow.
" The Coin " " Oh you are soo funny Leo , I can't breathe it's so funny " Rivia said , sitting under the shade of an sparkling oak tree...
The sorcerer stood on the edge of the rock, overlooking the Slovean Sea. He gestured his hand in a swift, sharp motion, which aroused the raging waves of water.
In a land with no shape and no depth, there lived two mighty and beautiful dragons.
"Curiouser and curiouser" said Alice as she strolled into Wonderland. She saw unusual beings, talking flowers, a blue caterpillar, and a tiny mouse and a mad hatter.