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“Go upstairs and hide!” my mum screamed at me. The noise seemed to snap me out of my daze, I had no clue what was going on but this wasn’t right. I felt fear tighten its grip on my heart.
It calls me closer, its calls me near "Just once and it'll be over" Death whispers in my ear Irresistible is its sweet entice Staring down, which one to slice, I observe my previous tries My...
Warning. Don't read if you're grieving for a loved one!. What about the ancients been and gone.
The Rafferty's moved into number 63 Orchard Lane on December 2nd, 2008. A Victorian property, surrounded by mature trees and shrubs. The drive curved around the front of the gorgeous property.
There was a cage of crystal glass, That sat upon a field of grass, In which a young girl sat confined, Kept far away from all mankind.
Ok a lot of excellent secrets you all shared..
I slept in the living room that night, on the small sofa, with the thought of, "you don't need that much room, you can't use your legs." It doesn't really work like that.
Nick's POV Becca and I ran upstairs quickly. I didn't know what was going on. I got to the nursery door and walked in. The babies were screaming loudly and there was no sign of Annie.
It was Saturday and school let out yesterday so, it was officially summer break. Nick, Mom, Dad, and I are setting up decorations for my birthday at 2pm.
Truth Hurts Part Twenty Two -----------Lisa's Point Of View----------- *Chirp, chirp* I peered out the window. It was morning already. I looked back at Christopher, and saw him sleeping peacefully.
"Black velvet" The velvets of your black wings Taste to me like the beaten winds. It smells like scents of Etna’s ashen peak sneaks by To erupt my depths with cold, hard steel.
Chapter one: friendships. *•*•*•**•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•* "It's so obvious you like him Crescent." whispers Ellen next to me. "I really don't.
(I wrote a Snow White poem with a twist and I really enjoyed writing that so I am writing a Cinderella one as well!) Sitting by the fireplace, Thread and needle in her hand, Sewing every dress and...
Blood spilling, feral screams, chaotic madness. I pay attention to none. I sit alone in a bathroom stall, locked away from a hellish nightmare. Hand clutches neck, blood stains dress.
Inside the box was the most beautiful necklace I had ever seen. It was a silver butterfly with cut out patterns in its wings.
He was feeling sharp that night, like the edge of a dagger catching moonlight. He knew what he did wasn't right, but the contract was paid, he must kill him that night.
Of their own volition, Quinn's own wings retracted from her spine, moving easily through the specially-manufactured clothing the whitecoats had so thoughtfully provided her with.
#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.
Chapter 13 “Do you think that we should go. I’m looking forward to seeing your house” I asked grinning. Damien and I had been on the beach for a few hours now. It was nearly 10:30.
Suggestive humour ;) read on The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr.
In my dreams, I wake up and hug my dad. He ruffles my hair, just like he used to and smiles. "My own little sleeping beauty." Then, we leave the hospital, and everything is back to normal.
Dear diary, Today Is finally the day where I steal it, and by it I mean I can't even write it down in case someone finds this which I'm sure they wont, I'm going to put it in my underpants and let's...
I had no idea on what to do next, so I got up and walked out of Harry's spare bedroom and locked myself in the bathroom and cried and cried until I had no tears left to shed. "Amber. Are you in there.
Punch a few noses Silly Smee And the bully boys will let you be.