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We both knew that this moment would come We both knew that a time would come when You and I could no longer live in this fragile fantasy; Where we lay for hours in the warm, midday sun, With the...
Um... I was bored. Brain: What on earth are you doing?. Me: Um... Eating a cookie. Brain: WHAT?!. Why?. Me: Because I needed a cookie. Brain: ARGH!!. Why?. Me: Because I was feeling upset.
"Oh good morning Alice. Your breakfast is on the table." I rubbed my eyes and sat down at the table pulling my bowl towards me. Sandra came over to me and scooped some porridge in to my bowl.
CHAPTER TWO -it's shorter than the other one but it's the second part please comment what you think. Hope you enjoy!- "Come in." I coughed weakly.
A boy. At first, I didn't know what was so special about him, but when I looked closer I recognised him from somewhere...yes.
There are eight friends with odd names, they are very peculiar. Let me introduce them to you so they can say who they are. I am pride, I'm stubourn and I won't stand down from my point of view.
Together we run. She keeps up with ease. More than I expected. I'm beginning to like her. Always positive. Well, nearly always. I hold up my hand.
Who ever said fairytale's have a great ending. Your too fake and still not pretending Do you have to always be mean. Take one up the arse for the team. I mean, a satisfying gothic dream.
"Where are we going Chris." I said. "I thought your house was the other way." "It is, but as I told you, I know a special way to get to my house without anyone seeing you." he said.
Remember to read Kitty's side of the story, @CuriousCat !!. Where the hell did she go?. How did she manage to just slip away without my noticing. She's not on school grounds anymore.
(Fanfiction, but do not need to see show in order to read. Read chapters 1-7 first.
"They'll be here tonight." Flynn said to Jordan, his mouth full of bread. Jordan, still groggy from sleep stared at him. "We're gonna get her. Walter can fix her." "She'll be stronger.
(It is not a story or a poem etc it is Revision As Sociology notes, again don't bother liking unless you really enjoyed this then fair enough lol.) FAMILY DIVERSITY part 1 INTRODUCTION: A FAMILY...
"what do you want?" "mean, but anyways we have a banquet tonight do you want to come?" "sure." I get up and go to the nearest bathroom to fix my hair. It's horrible, I can't do anything with this.
"You can't know the world until you explore your backyard first," my father responded to my envy of his travels, so as a little girl I did just that.
By Miscellaneous. The old man made clocks. Carefully fine-tuned, lovely things. Ones that chimed, tingled, or sang. Ones that cuckooed and talked. Painted and raw ones. The Girl loved the clocks.
#remberance I can still remember It was in a bleak November, When the heater was but an ember. We sat on the carpet floor. It was school at it was raining.
The girl screamed. But not an ordinary one. It was high pitched, and broke all the glass windows in the cafe.
I put my face in a pillow and scream until my voice is gone. I can't talk or do anything. My throat burns when I breathe. I throw the pillow at the door.
Before you I was feral, wild and free Then you came You were tender to me I was hard A tough nut to crack With you All defences fell flat I never wanted To be loved so much With you I surrender...
I take a deep breath then enter the inn, immediately overwhelmed by the cloud of cheap perfumes, alcohol and cigarette smoke. Noon. Rush hour in all the London inns.
Chapter 2 I peered around the door and found and man stood in my form tutors place. I couldn't be any happier. Wait, what if this teacher is just as bad as Miss Hinckley.
The golden glow of the sun awakes, as it brings itself to glisten brightly over a vast shimmering ocean.
"People you bury in your heart are too impossible to forget." I was eleven when my 'Mom' signed my papers and took me home. Her family had become a home I can run to.