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A poem based upon the 9/11 bombings. I'm standing on the top floor, The other floors are gone, Of survivors in this tower, I'm the only one.
Warning adult content only My name is Sandy Stone and I was 24 years old when I was murdered. I was a prostitute and had been so since the age of 18, I ran away from home at the age of 17.
-TIFFANY- "Tiffany, if you want to marry him then do. If you don't, then having this baby is a bad idea too.
Chapter 14 My morning wasn't that good. I took a shower. Then walked to my bedroom. I choose a pair of blue shorts and a white t-shirt. I walked down stairs. " where is Mark?".
Whenever I delete an App on my iPhone, The shaking icons make me feel like they're all panicked over who's getting deleted..
Hey there, little lady Can I be your Valentine.
After showering and changing, packing a suitcase full of my clothes and hers, I ran down the stairs, realising I'd been a little longer than I promised.
Cazia Pain. Indescribable pain. That's all I think, my mind overcome with pain, pain, pain. My attacker stands over me, knife in hand as I writhe in agony.
Truth Hurts Part Twenty Three -----------Lisa's Point Of View----------- I fidgeted in my seat. Christopher glanced at me sideways. "What's wrong?" he asked. "Melissa will be really mad." I said.
A young man goes into a drug store to buy condoms. The pharmacist says the condoms come in packs of 3, 9 or 12 and asks which the young man wants.
The ashes of my past are seen. Flickering images that make no sense at first. A collage of random scenes with no real sense of purpose.
I'm not quite sure what to write. I have so many ideas I can't decide.
Something inside me had cracked. My dead, blackened heart began to beat. Blood rushed through me, yet suddenly I was aware of the cold night air.
Hi guys, Enjoy. Chapter 20 School Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. I woke to the sound of my alarm clock. Lucas turned to me.
My creepy German neighbor I woke up. I checked the clock, it was 4:00 am. I thought about Ramona. Oh God I miss her so much. She was my best friend, my only friend. A tear rolled down my cheek.
Well I guess the last post went wrong so here's just: Part 9 -'-'-'-'-'-'- Peeta's face flashed with worry but left after a few seconds. "Don't worry Peeta.
"But, I mean, ahem, Sir, I was just, erm, wondering if, well, I could have a little more?" Charlie Aswin was a short tuft of a boy.
-TIFFANY- "T, Charlie and I broke up, as you know, but now we're back together. He came home yesterday and told me how much he loved me, so I took him back.
Another week another dollar, well... less childminders fees. My disorganisation continues now the other half is home , one more body to chase out the house.
Chapter 7: I was overjoyed to see Maggie sat behind the till when I came in to work. I gave her a warm hug to welcome her back to work and she seemed very pleased to be back where she belonged.
Adult content only My name is Eva Sharpe and I was 18 years old when I was murdered. One stupid, idiotic and mindless decision whilst being intoxicated cost me my life.
Hush little servants please don't cry, If you'll be good we'll give you another lie, We're the only one, the all seeing eye, Fail to listen.
I really want to be different, I hate all that is 'not' My music taste's eclectic, I love the stench of body rot My clothes, they are a cool nightmare, My face, it's set hard and grim (Ssssh,...
[Inspired by @Delilah and @puffy1980 - make sure you're sitting comfortably for this one...] In Faerie Folklore there is a story that tells of a great internal war.