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Three Billy Goats had a Goblin, they kept him as a pet. Underneath a rickety bridge, where it was damp and soggy and wet. The Goblin didn't like it, the three Billy Goats didn't care.
"Oh no. You can't suspend us!!!" I scream. "Oh yes I can!" the principal snaps back. "Fine. Suspend me, but don't suspend Dan. He was just defending me!" I yell. "or something like that." I mutter.
Inspiration comes from many places. People I meet, the looks on their faces. Furtive glance, a secret smile. To lift and warm your heart for a while. A winning bet, result on the horses.
It was when thinking about a particular clock that I learnt the secret to life elongation.
The MoonFae's attack was met with a knee to the face from Aphrodite, a burst of light in the eyes from Hecate, and claws across the back from Hades.
3. "So you can talk now," is the first thing I say, he smiles, "Yeah, I guess I can." "For someone whose never spoken a word, you seem to catch on quickly." "I've studied words in my silence.
When you start to feel illness coming on and you know it's going to be uncomfortable, you brace yourself for the pain and the days where you can only lye in bed, waiting to feel like yourself again.
The Sisters sat on their heels at the campfire.
#opussweeklychallenge We at the Daily Opuss can exclusively reveal, that after days on the run, Father Christmas has been arrested by French police in Paris in the Pigalle red light district, last...
The hooves of the Celestial Horses made no sound as they breezed into the village.
The owl and the pussycat went to sea. In a knackered old wooden boat. They hadn't sailed more than a yard offshore. When sea water splashed her fur coat. 'All I wanted', she complained to the owl.
Chapter 4 It's that woman again, the one that captured me. I can sense her behind me, petite, but oozing power and wealth. This is obviously someone who ALWAYS gets her own way.
Sienna said she would like to read my bio, so here it is. I spent my youth in the swinging sixties, which was great. I saw the Beatles in concert, met the Queen and got married far too young.
Check. That look, Stop it.
I gaze up at the crimson-coloured lights above me. Smells of rust and oil waft through my mind as I turn in the tepid, ventilated air, arching my back to massage the part that hit the floor.
WOO. I can do things. I can talk in rhymes. I think I am crazy, but there's just too many things growing out of my mind. I…I feel like I know what to do.
PART 2 The rest of the journey was spent in silence. Stewart stared out the window of the SUV as it splashed through the soaked streets of Glasgow. Mrs.
Once upon a time there was a cow called Daisy. Now, it's very important that you know Daisy had a very rare disease called vampire clinicalism, more commonly know as Renfield Syndrome.
Dear Alexander, A cafe in Rome. I was sitting there with my glasses askew, typing furiously away on my somewhat out-dated type writer that belonged to a second aunt twice removed, or something.
I want to see myself from others eyes. Do they hate me as much as I hate myself. Do they despise me. Do they abhor the ugliness in my heart like I do. It was a warm October day.
#onyxheartcontest1 Moonlight beam, Sunlight sheen, Raindrops changed the mood.
#opussweeklychallenge (long version - aka not edited aka not as good as other version) "We'll do it all. Everything. On. Our. OWN!" Dalia screamed at me, Jonathan standing by her side.
If I read back through all the messages, there would be at least one hundred "I love you more than you will ever know's" coming from your side of the conversations.
Place this apple in your hand, Take a bite, I swear it's nice, It's got that perfect mixture of: Some sugars and some spice.