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Final Chapter Josh POV I'm gonna tell her when we are alone. I need to tell her so badly. I know, we're going to go for a walk... "Wanna go for a walk?" I ask. "Yeah." She says. God she's so nice.
Aphrodite ran. She pushed past the smallest DeathFae, perhaps it was a child, if these creatures were ever children. It gave her a nice cut across the arm.
I wait... Stood outside of your place. For you to call me inside. With wet hair hiding my face. You come... Fifteen minutes too late. And pull me into your room. Because I'm tomorrow's mistake.
Look out of the window today Some snow has come my way But it really weren't much A light dusting as such Not what the weathermen say They seem to be clinging on Telling me it'll snow before...
If you had a secret That nobody else knew Would you tell somebody Or keep it close to you.
Sam It was the night before we left for the dragon trials and the school where holding a masked ball. One of the classrooms had been filled with suits dresses and masks.
Chapter 10. LIAM'S POV: I was looking through my old family history book. 'They will be blond with blue shinning eyes. Their name will be a named after a flower.
Chapter Two Red Eyes Serena walked away in the dark. Caden watched her go. He turned around and started heading his way to his house. Then he got a call from his phone. "Hello?" "Caden it's me Gavin".
#MyMusical GIRL: What should I fear for. CHORUS: What should she fear for.
Heya my name is Molly or MM to some. I'm not sure what to say about me, c'ept I'm starting my A levels.
Red wine has trickled away down thirst-bitten throats while curling, blackening, corners sparkle in the fire; the rejected passions of a lover's notes, The mirror-skin of water turns to ice,...
I must have been asleep for hours and hours as when I woke up my mum was no where to be seen. Then saw a note on my door saying 'some friends invited me down to the pub I'll be back quite late.
We entered my room. Dimitri sat on the couch closest to the fire place. I sat on the chair closest to the bedroom, which was also the featheriest away from Dimitri.
A dusty old box, stuck on a shelf, May just be the key to your dreams. In it, is magic, the sole of yourself, You, dear, are not what you seem.
Hundreds of thousands of years go by and slowly change takes place. Evolution gradually happens in creatures and landscapes through time and space.
Going on through life, With a spinner's wheel at hand. Trying to stomp down, Stop the wheel Which I so guess to command. But that accelerates the shiny wheel To move faster amd faster and faster.
The little fledgling peered tentatively over the nest, The gentle chirp of his mother urging as he puffed up his chest, Nearer and nearer teetered towards the ledge, When suddenly without warning he...
“Thank you, London!” I shouted loudly into the mic, holding it tightly in my palm.
The tiny tin soldier, With the crystal glass heart, Made from rust and ancient cogs, He would not wear apart.
#adventchallenge Every year on Christmas Eve, I climb to the top of my hill; I feel at one with Mother Nature, And a single tear I'll spill. It's tradition now; I don't climb up there alone.
#wewillrememberthem The following is a poem by one of two of the best war poets Siegfried Sassoon, the other Wilfred Owen. If you haven't read any if their work, I recommend it.
~Lexie's POV. I looked out to the stage as the crew members started setting up our instruments with Rain and Jacob. I scrolled through my phone and looked at some tweets. "Heads up.
"Stay Away From The Shadows" Cranston City, Rhode Island 1949 Marcus Blair held out one trembling hand, as he lay on his death bed. Struggling to fill his lungs with oxygen.
#movement. In debris you wallow. It's too hard to swallow. This time you've borrowed. From someone's tomorrow. You're selfish you're greedy. Steal from the needy. Trash your own place.