Do Not Judge Me
@misslittleDHP 's improv challenge... Words: alone, think, tree, wind, bare, tense. The need to be alone encompasses me, While I sit beneath this old oak tree.
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@misslittleDHP 's improv challenge... Words: alone, think, tree, wind, bare, tense. The need to be alone encompasses me, While I sit beneath this old oak tree.
We can't take it, can't stop it, But that's the way we are. The world is fighting against us, We got our proof, a scar. They left us, they broke us, And now we're all alone.
For @misslittleDHP improv challenge. She was found alone tied to a tree. Helpless, frightened, she wanted to be free. Bare patches of skin and legs all tense.
When you find someone special, when you think about that person day and night, you get a contagious feeling which tells you never to turn back.
If this house was on fire, No one would notice, We'd burn in the flames, Pride is our game. Ignorant, And shallow, Is all we know, We we're brought up to be vainful.
Help me, Someone please, Before I disappear, I'm trapped here. I can't get out, Without a doubt, This is where I die, Please tell me why.
"Harry, are you ok?" I said as I opened his bedroom door, letting myself and Katy through the front door as it was open, "Why were you off?" Katy asked, I was going to ask that, but not as 'blunt!' I...
Breaking hearts wherever I go. Even tho I have and had told you so. We are not working and you know. I need to leave and be on my own. Clear my head and do my thing.
We're both drifting apart I'll give you a head start But if you leave before I wake, I wont take it to heart. This is the third time you've said goodbye. The third time you've cut all ties.
Just a short one because I've got loads of exams tomorrow: "This morning we're going out. Charlie's got his parent's yacht for the day and we're going on it okay.
True atory about someone i know. She looks to her left seeing her, she knows somethings gonna happen. The girl strutes up to the lonely girl and calls her a slag.
bullits bouncing everywhere, calls and shouts of young men dead, i sit there waiting for my dutie, for when death claims me bounty i will not turn, death wheres the mask of a common man, till it...
The shadows curled Around me. Smothering heart And soul. Forcing me to turn To see That I had lost my goal. I gave up on my life Then. The pain exceeding Hope. I'd lost the power To carry on.
You use to be my world, everywhere I looked I saw you. Now that you've left what will I do. How do I get up and remember to breathe. How do I open my eyes and continue to see.
Stop it now you're opening a cut I thought had healed When you decided to move on this was not the deal My dreams have become Twisted I can't...
"Get up!" cried my mum who was lying in bed watching the morning news. I shot out of bed quickly and I washed, dressed and brushed my hair into a neat plait.
"Get up!" cried my mum who was lying in bed watching the morning news. I shot out of bed quickly and I washed, dressed and brushed my hair into a neat plait.
~ My version of @georgie17xx 's amazong story. Please feel free to write your own version too. I will definetly read. ~ "Mom, I'm home." she calls. There it is again.
I can take friends. I can deal with that after some time But it will be done.
I had no idea on what to do next, so I got up and walked out of Harry's spare bedroom and locked myself in the bathroom and cried and cried until I had no tears left to shed. "Amber. Are you in there.
Q. What would you do if I cheated on you. A. Well, I'll give you two answers. What I hope I would do is to tie up loose ends, then leave you. All done. Piece of delicious easy cake.
When the doctors come in, I awaken from a slumber I hadn't realised I was under. "What's wrong?" I stammer sleepily.
Marcus is driving. Through gallons of rain. He feels that he's going Quite slowly insane. For all that he feels Is anger and rage. What damage is done By the terrible teen-aged.
What's Tasha doing. Why is she here. Oh, no my dear reader. Our greatest fear, Is about to come true. She stands in the rain. And smiles at the sound Of an oncoming train. No, no, I am begging.