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#opussweeklychallenge #outoftheblue Came in from a rainy Thursday on the avenue. I'd been there all day, sometimes standing, sometimes walking. Always getting wet.
Dear Diary. And Opuss. And anyone else who actually bothers to read these every Sunday. Hi. Okay, so nightmares.
The helm had become a part of Dionys body by now.
*Before anyone asks, it's fictional.* Hi there, Little Sister, It's been ten months since you left, Mum and Dad still mourn you, And we all still feel bereft.
Normally, I just stick to writing poetry or poetic stories, but I've been trying to write a decent fiction story for a while now and this was the best I've come up with.
Chapter 1 It was Christmas Eve . We lived in a cosy cottage in the middle of the forest,my mum and dad where In the kitchen rattling all the plaits together .
There is more, but its not the most interesting. I would appreciate some feedback, and guesses on what you thin will happen next. Thanks for reading.
Morning comes and brought with it a feeling of new discovery. He stood in the glory of its light and allowed the energy to feed his being. He shook out his locks and began his morning routine.
@sjw #household "They're fabulous, darling, a work of art, I can see that they came straight from your heart.
Chapter 23 Continued........ After we finished breakfast we took a look out side the window, just staring at the ocean. " do you want to go?". I asked. " where?". He asked with a smile.
The worlds a strange place and it never fails to amaze me.
The line "worried man with a worried mind" comes from a bob dylan song titled Things Have Changed Worried man with a worried mind I'm short on money but have some time.
"He should've been back two hours ago." Jordan growled, pacing around the camp. Flynn ran a hand through his dark hair nervously. "What do you say we do then?" Jordan clenched his fists.
She remembers fields of daisies that grew in the midday breeze. A stark contrast to reality and her life that once held dreams. Her eyes have seen the world at a time of its beauty and peace.
I threw a bottle in the sea,. Inside; a tiny piece of me,. Set adrift on a falling tide,. Left to waters vast and wide,. A small slither of my soul,. To leave me with a tiny hole,.
He lays me down. For my body to ascend. To a higher state of being. Native calls he has sent. He had chosen me. And willingly I chose him too. My Lakota lover. His spirit in the wind blew.
When we stepped off the plane in England we were surrounded by the boys. "We missed you so much." Says Louis picking me up. I kiss his cheek.
Last year the Internet crashed. It is the 7th December 2015, about ten o'clock at night. I walk through the highstreet of my little town. There is the old bookies, window smashed in.
Chapter 5 ~ OLIVIAS P.O.V When the Bus came we hopped in without looking at the driver. The bus fare is free for kids now. We sat at the back. The journey was quick so we soon arrived.
Chapter 1 - Kayleigh Oh god, no. What had happened to my life, I wondered, and what was I going to do next. "That's easy" A voice whispered. It was the voice of a woman, sounding angel-like.
I thought I'd add my little piece, On who I am, What makes me me. A lot of you already know a lot, Sometimes I just can't keep my mouth shut.
"... ake up....... sir, wa........ sir, wake up!" "Gaah!" said a young man, perhaps eighteen years old, maybe nineteen if only a glance, shooting bolt upright in a seating position.
Rena found her room quick enough, unlocking it with the key card that was sent through the post by her client.
Rain's p.o.v Everyone was getting along so well. Joslyn and Tony were discussing Star Wars. Emma and Mike with their Harry Potter and Hayden, Seth, Vic, and Jaime talking about music in general.