Criminal Girl Pt 9
Criminal Girl Pt. 9 *I never wrote this bad before. The next chapter won't be so bad. "Cameron, you dirty slut!" I shouted, catching up to him. "Why are acting like that?" "I have a plan Kate...
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Criminal Girl Pt. 9 *I never wrote this bad before. The next chapter won't be so bad. "Cameron, you dirty slut!" I shouted, catching up to him. "Why are acting like that?" "I have a plan Kate...
*For part 1-7, see @Stylistic101 Criminal Girl Part 8 "Oh, Kate..." Cameron finally arrived, after an hour. I smiled, flipped my hair and winked. "Did you do it?" I asked excitedly.
"Come on honey, come to bed!", screamed the insane man; the light dancing in his eyes.
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One cold, December morning, a girl named Jaycee walked around the block to find that her friends were missing. "Lacy?. Ava?. Molly?!" Jaycee screamed. She couldn't find them. "Hello.
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Criminal Girl Part 6 "Freeze. Hands up!" I said, gripping my gun, pointing it towards the figure in the Science Lab. He turned aroumd. "Roy?!" I cried. The other figure looked around. "Lisa?.
Criminal Girl Part 5 "Hey Kate, do you really want to go to school. I mean, Lisa and Roy..." "Yeah mom. I have to go." I yawned, because I have an appointment with Spencer.
Criminal Girl Part 3 "Oh sh*t!" Spencer shouted. "There aren't anymore bullets in my gun!" "Ha!" I said. "Well, now what are you going to do?" "Hey, beautiful," Spencer whispered proudly.
The "F***ked-Up Kind of Selfishness", described as follows:- Status: SINGLE Future Plans - For Yourself Hardships - By Yourself Good times - By Yourself Cares, Sacrifices & Considerations -...
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A guy who doesn't speak english goes to London. He see's a person selling ice cream.
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"Hi Lilly-Ann." Jemma said walking in on Lilos diary writing hour, which she prefered to be allone for. "Oh hi." Lilo replyed sadly.
#colour Connie the conman thought it'd be funny To try and print some counterfeit money It'd make his retirement ever so sunny The ink was still wet and the Queen all runny He went to the bank to...
Chapter 4 I woke up next morning. My head ached like hell. I had sinusitis since I was 6 , so I guess I'll just have to live with it. Just when I finished breakfast , the phone rang. I answered.
"Lilo?" "Yes." "Ive been thinking." Jemma said. "We need to put the boats and brease painting back." "BACK. We risked loads.
"i dont think..." "shut up. Do you want us to get seen?" "Sorry boss." Lelo said quieter than before.
Little kids of 7,8 or 9, Dressed as ghostly ghouls or even Frankenstein!, They roam about in the night , wandering about in the streets, Knocking at everyones door saying ,'Trick or Treat!', And when...
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'Nothing suffocates you more the passing of everyday human events, Isolation is the oxygen mask your making your children breath into to survive.' The song blared out of the stereo at full blast.