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Prologue: Hoots filled the forest as a cat, weak from kitting recently, hobbles toward the RiverClan border through ThunderClan.
Chapter 1 "Aellaaaaaaaaa!" On being rudely woken up by my little sisters, I noticed that the place seemed slightly empty. "You just missed Corey!" Said Dema, slightly smugly.
"OK. Hannah, Joe first thing is, that your father had gone to America with the monsters so he is more likely to be there. Second of all, you'll need something to defend you." She handed us both guns.
The cold autumn air coiled around me like tin foil causing goosebumps to run up and down my soft, porcelain-colored skin. My dark brown ringlet-curls bounced as I walked.
I was thinking back to the first time I really started to love him, and I've manage to trace my feelings for him back to when we were six or seven years old.
Yesterday I went to Blake's house. He greeted me nicely but you could tell nothing was the same.
Hi my names Alice, I'm 14. I live on an island called Soliger.
A first love Created that spark We wanted to be rebels And leave our mark We'd walk like we were one Hand in hand We were worlds apart Parents didn't understand You were the bad boy I was too good I...
Part 21: *Silas POV* I could feel the fricken lump on my head. "Sorry.." Kenny said laughing still. "I bet you are.. Now let's get this show on the road!.." I yelled at him.
This took place about three years ago, before Nate and I started dating, and it's not particularly prominent in our lives together, but it's one of those things that at the time makes you hate...
When I got to my tutor class, I felt a sudden rush of worries, I knocked on the door politely "come in" said a posh English accent so I pushed the door open slowly hoping no one else was in the...
His face was pearly white with light pink cheeks, his golden hair fell loosely to his shoulders so he had to pull it back into a ponytail.
The same dream every night. I sighed as I ran my hands through my curly red hair. It won't stop. Ever since that night, 2 years ago. Thinking about it made a shiver go down my spine.
Before I say anything, I give you a warning. I'm ADD. And this is kind of like my diary. A place where I can say what's inside. My thoughts. Unfiltered. Unchanged. Unmedicated.
I'm the girl who's in a evil scheme. I'm the one who always gets evil looks because of it. Even the teachers pick on me.
Life goes on, the truth changes. What was once true is often no longer true later - Brad Blanton. I did'nt really understand that quote until I read it a second time and then it made perfect sense.
As a child the boy had friends, a lot of friends. Friends he had known since pre school. Then high school graduation came. The boy left with very few grades and even fewer friends.
Part 20: "Dude calm down I get it I get it haha jeez.." I laughed. "We gotta figure out how to get to that place again" Kenny said. We thought and then he looked at me.
"I'm proud of you. Have I ever told you that?". My thoughts say once. My eyes stare back. You break down. I've seen you do it. So many times. Its truly sad. I lend my hand. You give it a squeeze.
"Ceara. It's time to wake up!" I heard my mum call. I winced as the sunlight hurt my eyes. All I wanted to do was sleep, but I knew that wasn't going to happen.
A continuation of my last Opuss… I watch Celyn walk off into the distance, then make my way inside the theatre, sighing deeply. The last of the audience slowly push open the door and walk outside.
Part 3: "Hey Silas!" "Sorry, can't talk!" was the conversation I would have with others as I walk past people saying hi. I needed to get to Kenny, this was important. I was able to heal myself.
Part 1: My eyes opened.. I looked at the alarm clock. *4:10 a.m.* "Ugh.." I thought about the nightmare.. Again.. The same nightmare for the past three weeks ever since my eighteenth birthday..
James Potter. Head Boy. He wasn't even a prefect. And that meant- oh god, I had to share a dormitory with him. Just him. Just great.