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Chapter One Dawn was breaking, and people were beginning to leave the scene of the crime. I had never seen anything quite like the incident I witnessed tonight.
#nightdwellers Between her shoulder blades she wears the mark of the beast. The beauty of her onyx coloured eyes, pale skin and blood red lips would cause your heart to cease.
Censorship, should it exist or shouldn't it, as a society can we live without it. Isn't there a subject that we'd all find disturbing Fears, feelings, experiences we'd rather bury within.
Your reign of injustice is almost done. A new era has begun. Together we shall stand tall. Together we shall face them all. Together we shall make them fall. So you can stone us and spit in our eyes.
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I hate working the bar. First off, I have no clue why I get assigned it considering I'm only 18- I can't even drink yet. My boss is a dumbass sometimes. Which is most of the time.
Part 2 The next day Mick had to go to work. He fixes cars at the garage close to the end of the road.
#nightdwellers. Deliciously drinking the night air,. A true beast of this darkened lair,. Crimson blood,. Bodies left in the mud,. Great head raised to the stars,.
#household. It seems my favourite poster. Cannot be bought in stores. Won't find it on a wall. Or covering holes in doors. Not readily available. Nor hidden in plain sight. Contains many images.
However, all those popular girls, mostly that girl, named Lea, I don't have the most little idea why she hates me so much, why she bothers me so much, why she likes to make my life even more...
Chapter 9 Pain skewered me from my head to my toes. I wished I had died.
You clamped my heart with shackles. You shot the metal through. My heart is raw, ripped open. As the shackles drag on the floor. You don't know that you hold the chain. Or the key to set me free.
Struggling to think straight. My hardworking writing has paid off: 1. I get asked to be a regular contributor of poems for a start up writing website.
Hmmmm..... Oh there you are. Me and you, we'll go far - well, for a little while. You shouldn't be left on a shelf for somebody else.
Chapter 2 - Alice Wednesday 1st April 2012 Ding. ... Ding. That noise... I woke up all foggy eyed and rolled over to switch off the ararm.
-scene 1 street (drake and Aaron running) (drake gets shot on the back) Aaron:DRAKE!!!(falls down on knees and starts wailing)NO.
The snowstorm had reached it's peak, but in a relatively good time - the citadel gate was in sight and the guards were coming to our aid.
Gina ran full pelt up the lane that lead from the wasteground to her back gate, rammed it open with both arms outstretched and hid behind the shed, catching a thread from her cheesecloth smock on the...
A/N: Like or comment if you want me to continue. :) xx "Tom. Will you please hurry up. I'm starving!" I banged on the bathroom door trying to get my boyfriend to hurry up.
Part 11 - onze (@)(@)(@)(@)(@)(@)(@)< "We're going to get you, my pretty." An unfamiliar voice crackled, I went to Josh, "Who was that?" I whispered and snuggled onto Josh's chest..
'Twas on a freezin' winter morn', I forgot the year 'twas long ago, When all the clan begat the Cry, I forgot the year, 'twas long ago, The awful news began a dawnin' I forget the year 'twas long...
Muscle mass does not always equal strength. Strength is kindness and sensitivity. Strength is understanding that your power is both physical and emotional. That it comes from the body and the mind.
About a year ago I met a lovely girl on the Internet, like I'm sure that everybody has, but this girl was different.
A/N: This is a poetic description of my daily battle with ADHD. Haven't I gotten it wrong. My mind is so full of questions - jockeying for answers that only create more questions.