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I was Wiped. I did something bad. Now my name is Caroline. And I'm about to do something bad again. It was morning. I'd forgotten how much I liked morning.
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...
Part 5 •.•.•.•.•.• "I'm sorry. I didn't know that your his sister. He did mention siblings, Imogen, Peter and Johnny. But I didn't know it was you." Mr Thorn apologised, "Look it's fine.
#movement A rumble. Soft at first but growing louder, and quickly too. I turn. I see it. Wave upon wave of pristine ghostly white snow sliding toward me.
I stopped dead in my tracks. Everyone was still staring at me. "Don't you people have something else to do?!?!?!" I yelled furiously. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!. WE'RE SORRY. SO SORRY!!!!!!.
"Nate" Tiffany muttered as she knocked on the door to their room "We need to talk" She'd just ascended the impossibly long staircase up to her fate, after leaving the baby downstairs with Mollie.
I am small, tiny, quiet. My friends call me Mouse. I don't mind, not really. My job requires me to be quiet, working with the books and catalogues down in the museum basement.
[A/N I have a habit of turning my dreams into a story, so I'm going to continue it!] Me and the boys were coming back from the local village, and to make it clear who the boys were, they are a few...
Part T E N : Special. (@)(@)(@)(@)(@)(@)(@)< As soon as I woke up, I was awake and I felt like I would never sleep again. Josh was asleep next to me, tucked in..he looked so cute asleep.
We took the stairs two at a time, rushing to get out of there. We ran down the corridor at the top and went through the door at the end. The door led into a room that looked familiar to me.
I tucked Amelie into the Moses basket that sat beside our bed, I couldn't seem to tear my eyes her, It felt like if I did that she would vanish.
"Tell me," I said suddenly, the sun peaking through the edge of the sea. "What happens next?" "Well we have breakfast then I take you back to the car" Garrett grinned. He knew what I meant.
“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.
Have you ever experienced that emotion of sheer panic when you are dropped into sudden darkness. That feeling of fear which seeps into your soul as you stumble blindly. I have.
FOOD FIGHT FRENZY CONTINUES TO STRIKE OPUSSIA Reported by Notorious Nic Mayor Magpie is the latest reported victim of the food fright frenzies that has been sweeping the nation.
*Bloody Red Riding Hood * *The Halloween Version* * * Only twelve years old, Mary was sent into the forest alone on the 31st day of October.
Again, based on people I know and such but not true. Following on from "Valentines Day", as requested by @minxyMolly ------------------------ You got on my bus again today.
~Part 5~ !¡!¡!?¿?¿. "Wha-what?" I stumbled, there's no such thing as vampires. Duh. "Your Mother." "What about my Mum?" "She had a book.
It wasn't the usually sunny blue sky day today. It was grey, bleak, the rains of autumn were upon us. Good weather for the ducks, raining cats and dogs and other clichés.
I woke up to a noise coming from the window. I looked over towards the window with sleepy eyes. A tall muscular colored guy stood by the window. I was immediately freaked out.
When I woke up from my drug induced sleep, Adam was no longer beside me. The throbbing in my head had dulled slightly.
-TIFFANY- "How does this sound" I began, reading out the invitation I'd just drafted "Tiffany and Nate would like to request your attendance at an engagement/pregnancy/house warming soirée on...
Chapter 3 NO NAME: I felt the blood rush to my pale face to prove embarrassment, "Thanks.." I whispered, hiding my head in my hair.
for @littleone: just a huge thank you for being so devoted and lovely about my story, I know you'll always be a liker, even when it's really bad.