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~One Two little words changed my life forever "I do" and it didnt even come from my lips. Light pink flowers covered everything in sight.
I put on some pink lipgloss and looked through my closet for a dress. I sighed as I held it against me and looked through the mirror. The light sparkly blue dress matched perfectly with my eyes.
I'm so sorry about yesterday, mom My two eyes were leaking tears I locked my door and didn't take a step outside What do I do.
For my mother Caution: Explicit Language I'd tell you the truth In a heartbeat All you've got to do Is ask me Please don't lie It has left your daughter In a pool of tears Because of your...
A hot July night was cooled a bit by an ocean breeze coming off the high spring tide, as the island's darkness was brightly illuminated by a beaming full moon.
1st August 1:53 pm I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned. I kept having vivid images in my head. It was 3oclock in the morning, I still hadn't got to sleep.
Has anybody read Divergent. My goodness, it's amazing. Read it. Now. 'Kay. 'Divergent', by Veronica Roth, follows Tris, a sixteen-year-old girl living in a dystopian society.
There is only around 3 more chapters in Smells Like Teen Spirit and then I'm going to make a sequel called 'Smells Like Teen Love' and it is going to have a lot of fun and craziness in it.
When summer sun was strong and Adams led the dance. A step from comic books to dreams of a fine romance. While Kruegar plagued my nightmares and Pinhead tore soul apart.
I am Araya. Uh-Ray-Uh. Or Kurt. I love to scream. I love people to video tape me doing stupid things. I am a discreet attention seeking loser. I love to dye my hair. Red, bleach, blue. I love it.
"Hey Lani," Mark stammered blushing. "Oh. Hey Mark," I stuck a piece of gum in my mouth and used a tone like I didn't care. "Will.... Will you go to the prom with me?" He had that cheesy in love tone.
My little miss I love to watch you grow A young woman now, little Miss Largo.
Third book in the Shryingsville series. ~Rich~ I sighed, happy Ian found someone, happy Alyssa found someone.... But what about me.
Chapter 1: FIRST CAR: "Ivory. You come here now!" my mother called from down the stairs. 'Jesus,' I thought 'I've only just woke up and yet somehow I've already done something wrong!' "Right.
It was Sam's birthday, we had a huge birthday for him. There was quite a few people there, me, mum, Sam, his parents who where actually extremely nice, and about twenty ripple from school.
I let my mind wander as my teacher, Mr Lambert droned on about choosing the right university, in less than a week I would be free from the daily school routine, with eight long weeks of non stop...
I just want to quickly point out, that these chapters can get quite harsh and unpleasant quite quickly, so younger and more sensitive readers please be aware. Continued ..
Growing up you develop hang ups and as a teenager I was no stranger to hang ups. I had hang ups about my height, my fang teeth and my victorian tum.
August 29th Not much has happened lately. School starts tomorrow. Uuuuuuuuuggggggghhh. What ever happened to starting school in September.
This one is quite short and not all that good because the next one is going to be VERY dramatic. VERY. EXTREMELY. LEGENDARY.
I just want to quickly point out, that these chapters can get quite harsh and unpleasant quite quickly, so younger and more sensitive readers please be aware. Chapter III may not be so pleasant.
My head hurt. My eyes hurt. My chest hurt. My ribs hurt. My shoulders hurt. Let's face it. I was hurt. It felt worse than a hangover. Because I think I knew, even then, that I'd never heal.
I woke the next morning and was greeted with a room I didn't recognise immediately.
Ok just a note this is not offensive to anyone or isn't meant to be taken as a personal attack this is all true life events and people's names in this are real.