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Chapter 17 Party Time It was time for the party.. Mum was getting nervous and pacing up and down the hallway. *ding dong* Our first guest. I looked at Mum. She nodded her head slowly.
It's painful being me on a daily basis. My mum was my best friend, my soul mate, my enemy all rolled into one person, this made her one brilliant person.
Well first of all which shop should we visit,. Oh mum stop wandering you disappear every minute. Oh no not that one. The colour is all wrong,. Let's go to another shop. We've been here far too long.
#acorn (one of my first heartfelt pieces) When we met I was just a girl my head full of nothing but music dance, and getting a thrill.
I stood on the ledge - rigid. The bitter cold breeze blew my hair in my face as I stared down into the sparkling waves of the sea. I slipped my feet out of my worn down, Nike trainers.
I stood on the ledge - rigid. The bitter cold breeze blew my hair in my face as I stared down into the sparkling waves of the sea. I slipped my feet out of my worn down, Nike trainers.
I can hear the cries of my mother through the door. She is sobbing not softy, like you do when you are sad, but roughly and savagely, like a baby in pain.
Yes, tomorrow is Mother's day.
Chapter 15 Presents We bought Rex a blue leash and a collar too. We went for a walk in the park, but it began to rain so we had to go home. Mums birthdays coming up. I need to buy her something.
A blonde came home from school one day and said to her mom, 'I can count higher then all the kids in my second grade class, do you think it is because I am a blonde?' Her mother replied, 'Of course...
The sands of time are running low, And soon my darling I'll have to go, But know my heart with love you filled, But soon its beating will be stilled, The angels just came sooner then planned, So try...
When I was younger, probably about 10 years ago, my mum and I used to read a book together. It was a lovely, hardback copy of The Chronicles of Narnia, which she had had since she was a child.
Chapter 12 Sightseeing We cross the quiet road onto a bridge. Underneath us was a pool of fresh blue water. I wanted to jump in and sink in the cool liquid. "Come on.
When I was a lot younger An innocent child of three I used to watch my fairy tales With Mother on the TV And when I grew a bit older A curious child of eight I wondered if life was as simple As the...
Let me guess, you read the title and automatically concluded that this was some fantasy story about a little fairy who lives in a cloud with her mother who is kind and beautiful and full of general...
Chapter 3. The Plan I silently tiptoed to the study where the laptop was; and quietly searched for Sophie Bentley. More than 2400 people came up. How will I look through all of these people.
She was panting. Again and again ,she climbed over the trenches and the roots of the big trees. The men that had found her were now far behind, but she didn't want to take any risks.
It was Monday 7 of march, my 3 year old daughter Alya and I were walking, it was a lovely morning in Russia, we were just heading home from the theatre that we went to see, when a lovely lady with a...
When I was a little girl, I wasn't to see, that we would be as close as close can be, you've held my tiny hand, put plasters on my knee, tied my hair in pigtails, then slowly set me free,you watched...
when you were just a girl i marched you through the stars and in so doing, sealed your fate between them, two inches of glass between you and oblivion.