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A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed.
Our phones fall, we panic. Our friends fall, we laugh. - Unknown.
Adult content only 18+ My name is Tess Marshall and I was 27 when I was murdered. I had only been working at the video shop for a few months on the night that I was brutally taken from my family.
-Sorry it's short- I felt the world around me spin as my human body came back to life. I still had all my cloths on and not a wolf hair in sight. "Bleddyn.
I just stared at phone as I felt my world begin to crumble around me, I was only brought back to the present by Lucy calling me, 'Abby...Abby where are you?' I stumbled out side, not seeing properly...
Gather round and listen carefully I will say this only once, A change of heart I've had, I think I've been a dunce.
Hi, this Is my first ever story posted on opuss, so if there is anything wrong with it please comment. Just comment to let me know your thoughts... Thanks and enjoy.
They say a way to a mans heart is through the stomach, unfortunately for hubby, it was my blonde hair and big boobs that convinced him to marry me definitely not my culinary skills.
#household Today, instead of relaxing all day, I ended up having a little clear out and found a photo of me as a girl in an envelope.
There had been many moments in Quinn's life, in which she'd considered giving up. Completely.
*long rant. + bad language.
He knocked on my door one stormy night, Wanted shelter, warmth and light.
True poem about a cheater on opuss who I found out was using 36 accounts to cheat. Well done @Jatt I had one thing on my mind today. Somone was getting found out; becoming my prey.
The shiny Christmas baubles swing upon the tree The lights are flickering an epileptic dance at me The gifts are wrapped, ribboned and bowed oh so perfectly White Christmas and Home Alone repeat on...
Nick and I woke up about an hour later to Alexia screaming at the top of her lungs. I quickly got up and held her. She wouldn't stop crying. I felt so bad. What if something was wrong. Is she ok.
-TIFFANY- "Get her into have her baby checked please" Nate called, still cradling me. I felt a lot better than I had done, and my minor injuries were fading away almost before my very eyes.
So there I was, standing halfway up the stairs, still damp from the night, with my snub nose tucked into my waistband. Upstairs, darkness, not a sound. And him.
#adventchallenge Is it good to have a Christmas spirit in this age of commercialism. Where for some children, despite being naughty will get what they want anyway.
Warning. Don't read if you're grieving for a loved one!. What about the ancients been and gone.
Warning: this is pretty damn bleak, touching on sensitive subjects and contains expletives. A little girl brought up. In a hell hole. Shown a world. Without hope. Starting life off. Around drugs.
#Owls They say that if an owl perches on your roof it is the sign of death. Is it superstitious nonsense. For me it isn't. Owls are often associated with horror or Halloween.
-NATE- I looked across at her, sitting across the room from me with a pen in her mouth.
Part 3 The rest of the day went too quick... Me and Bobby got to know each other more, and by the end of the week, we had arranged a dinner for Bobby to meet my mum.
'Hello. This is 999 What is your emergency. Which service do you require. Where are you currently. There's a man inside your house. Tell me is he armed.