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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 .. 15, and pregnant.
In my town it's no longer safe. The rebels run round trying desperately to kill what is left in my war torn town.
Street Urchin Shuffle The street Is all he knows The cold, familiar pavement The stench Is all he knows, Sewage and smog from the factories He's learned to live By a set of rules A code to...
As the door flung open a pair if feet in black leathery shoes walked in. They belonged to the nun I saw walking down the corridor a few moments before.
#youngwritershousehold I fall to the floor, Walking towards the door I can't take it much more. I wish I could leave on wings I'd soar. Another cup of beer you pour.
I'll stop the whole world from turning into a monster. Shake me Till you wake me From this nightmare. Make me survive, Beat my heart Don't fall apart. It just can't be.
Cut back the grass. Until there's no more. Pack up your suitcase. And deadbolt your door. The green and blue. Now brown and black. There's nothing to do. And there's no way back. Pull out the plug.
Ancient chains of rusting copper, Turn to dust beneath my grip, The same now scatter on the ground, That once held me too fast and thick.
'Run away with me.' he asked, staring down at me with his deep brown eyes, as the light faded with the setting sun. 'Of course.' I replied instantly.
A bird was flying south for Winter, but he had left it too late and was frozen solid in a storm. He dropped down into a pasture of cows.
#household. It's all been thrown at us. We've got through with little fuss. It's been a test, for sure. Tragedy has beaten on our door. Lessons we have learned. Fingers crossed, but also burned.
I am Leni and this is my story. BANG, BANG, BANG. I ran out the back window hoping no one saw me escape the killing of my family.
She picks her way through the rocks behind the dune, A frail, lonely wisp of a person Nothing more, I think, than a shell, As she reaches each hand forward To steady A frame that sways like a dying...
"Good morning Gavin." "Good morning Callie. How'd you sleep?" asked Gavin. "Perfect in your arms!" I said kissing him. "Come on.
I was gasping for air. Swallowing large mouthfuls of salty seawater and flapping my arms about, I float helplessly in the ocean.
"What do you mean were lost?!?" "Gavin honey. Calm down." said Susan. "While you and Callie were tubing your father got us caught in a current heading north.
Long grey fingers pull sharply at my hair,. Running through the night,. The forest sounds, sending chills down my spine,. As I make my hasty flight. A winding path, of fallen twigs,.
Chapter 1 A strange noise was coming up behind us "watch out!!" Riley jumped and knocked me out of the way a strange creature ran straight past us right where I was standing if it wasn't for Riley...
I have decided to write a story. This is the first chapter. Please comment and let me know whether you like it and should I carry on. Oh and I haven't thought of a name sorry.
A way of life. On top a plateau. The wind flowing freely. As the eagle soars them. It piercing cry. Echoes through the night. Joined by the jackal. Whose lonely nights. Are filled with scavenging.
Are you consciously aware of your will too survive. Wake up with a Hollywood smile from your wife. Do you need to be told when and how, where and for why.
My dad groaned and pulled himself out of his chair. That was the moment I remembered my lunch ( exactly after his groan ).
Just the beginning of an idea. A young man woke up with a thick haze clouding his sight. His body felt pulverized, his head walloped.
(read parts 1-9 first) #thelight Sam fell. Wind gushed past and a sense of weightlessness overcame his panic. He lost feelings of terror and lost himself into a world of nothingness.