The Girl
There once was a little girl, Filled with wonder and grace She wore ribbons in her hair and a smile on her face.
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There once was a little girl, Filled with wonder and grace She wore ribbons in her hair and a smile on her face.
Amber Ruby is the sequel to Crazy Kid, enjoy. Part 1. - sneak peek 15years after Amber was born.
The same song's playing on the radio. The same song I heard back in ninety four. When I was just a child. Playing cowboys running wild. Nostalgia sets in about half past ten.
1. News (Preface) May 13th, 2011. Officially the worst day of my life.
Inspired by Stablish and Dead Poets Society: "John Keating: Close your eyes, close your eyes. Close 'em. Now, describe what you see. Todd Anderson: Uh, I-I close my eyes. John Keating: Yes.
Slumped in her seat, Lauren scowled at the teacher from the front of the class. Ms Morgan whistled out of tune cheerily; until Lauren thought she was going insane.
This is the final chapter for this first story, I'll probably take a break from it for a week or so, then I'll follow it up. And don't worry, the sequel will feature all 3 people...
I love to watch the birds in may When the eggs hatch and everyday Is a challenge thrown the chicks way It's decision time... leave or stay.
The 90s were my favourite,so much change and fun. Started with gcse's leaving school,sitting in the sun. Was a junior manager at tesco plenty of cash to spend.
*IMPORTANT* Hey guys.
I knew what was coming, a long lecture about why I had to learn how to control the wolf.
Chapter One It was cold & it was also my first day at school. But it choose to rain either way. I ran from the car with my bag held over my head, shielding me from the dampness.
Chapt 6, part 1, 'Hello?' I turn round to see a tall unusual but handsome looking boy of my age. 'Hi?' I stutter. 'Do I know you from school??' I question. 'You did.' He replies. 'You stopped coming.
Here goes my official 1st Opussian Blog...I'm going in. Don't you just hate those people who seem so organised all the time.
"Oh." I replied, feeling as though I had said the wrong thing. Isadora seemed to sense this as she stood up, brushed herself off and said, " It's fine, someone was going to tell you anyway.
Is a dove a doo Dad Is a doo a dove Is a cow a coo Dad A sparrow jist a spyug And is a wall a waw Dad Is a dog a dug She's gonny warm ma ear Dad Instead o' skelp ma lug.
We broke the kiss, and he started to talk: "So, I said I had something to show you, and I do.
"So that's it?" I just couldn't suppress my sarcastic side any longer.
Chapter 1. Guitar and death. The air was humid and sour as she made her way down the street, it was may 25th, the date meant nothing special to her but she felt like it should.
Dedicated to Sojo. She knows heartbreak she knows joy. She knew her feelings she knows the boy. She's still so young she's still upset. So much joy to come this pain to forget.
I was walking home, on a summers night. I saw a pretty girl, under an old street light. So I called your name. But it was'nt you. And the fading sun, it turned to blue. I've been wondering.
I scraped the plates into the bin. Father and mother went into their room a few minutes ago. "I guess he was tired." Sylvie shouted over my scrapes.
Does contain some offensive language Fun and games were never my thing, I went through a faze of annoying bling, From mercedes badges, To clowns on wings, They were definitely the strangest of...
The little fledgling peered tentatively over the nest, The gentle chirp of his mother urging as he puffed up his chest, Nearer and nearer teetered towards the ledge, When suddenly without warning he...