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I can hear you mummy. When you talk out loud I know we haven't met yet But I hope I make you proud. Mummy why are you crying. Do I make you sad. Is it something that I done. Did I make you mad.
I just want to quickly point out, that these chapters can get quite harsh and unpleasant quite quickly, so younger and more sensitive readers please be aware.
It was a normal day in Ooo, you know, slaying monsters and hanging with Jake and all that stuff.
She came into my life as a 'fine blue line'. My heart pounded in my chest so hard as I felt an overwhelming and terrifying fear that somehow it may be wrong.
---Elisabeth's P.O.V--- I was laying on my bed curled in a little ball. My hands were clenched into fists and I was sobbing. I wiped at my tears angrily.
~Slightly scary story~ ~Not mine~ By Kelly Marino Karen awoke with a start, staring blindly into the space around her.
A lady is going into labour. There is now new technology where the pain can be transferred to the father. Her husband who was standing next to her agreed he should have half the pain.
I ran into the control room. "Good morning!" The Doctor smiled cheerfully. "Mornin', captain," I said, saluting him. He saluted me and came up to me.
•Chapter 4• As soon as we knew it, we were at the airport. I caught a glimpse at the airport shop. My stomach did a flip. Carly clutched her tummy. 'Ya all right??' Hatty asked Carly.
9 months ago I got the news, You give me a reason to give up the booze. You were only a little un-developed foetus, But already I couldn't wait till you would meet us.
You don't remember me but..... We used to be such good friends The laughter we shared Why did it ever have to end.
Been working on some flash fiction. Would love some input ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The remark insinuated itself like cat's claws, oozing saccharin sweetness.
The face all red and blotchy Slurring words when she spoke Her eyes all bloodshot and heavy Ciggie in her hand, half smoked Everyone stares at her As she staggers, unable to walk She really is a...
I'm a Pisces through and through. I do not read my horoscope on a daily basis but when it's appears before me I can not help but read it and look for confirmation that I'm on the right track.
Basically for AS English for homework had to write a short story so thought I'd share mine with you. Hope you like it.
Chapter 32: My bedroom that had earlier been silent with the faint whispers of Jasmine and I was now thriving with busy women, all wanting a piece of the bride and makeup set.
Chapter 31: I tugged the cover away from the mirror, allowing Jasmine time to turn around as we both admired her reflection.
Longer............................. I woke up in a strange bed with Lizzie smiling and kneeling down. I blinked. Was it just me or had my stomach grown really huge.
Chapter 29: Jasmine looked around the shop in awe. She slowly walked around, gently rubbing her rather huge tummy and after her tour round the my almost finished project skipped over and hugged me.
---Noah's P.O.V--- I picked my old dusty guitar up, that I haven't played in almost a year. I ran my fingers over the strings softly. It felt weird holding my guitar in my limp hands.
"What's with all the racket?" Joe mumbled, stumbling into Tiffany's room where she had slept alone that night.
An angel in hell Epilogue: Jane The end. Five months later me and Lucas were sat under an old oak tree. We were having a picnic. We had grapes, sandwiches, pasta and lots of other things.
This hasn't been a long story at all.
"Hopefully you'll get some decent sleep here" Tiffany said as she turned off the vintage Aston Martin's engine in their old parking space. "I'd rather not have to sleep alone though" Nate protested.