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(3) Spending the Day with My Sister The next morning, mom came into my bedroom to tell me that she was going to work in a bit and asked if she can check her e-mail to see how many hours, she has to...
Charlie was woken the next day by the gentle muffles from his sick brother. However, Charlie had woken several times in the tedious night as Will's violent coughing was very loud.
Chapter Three That's What Going On The next morning, everyone was silent expect Camila. "ELEANOR!" she hollered. "What do you want Camila?" Eleanor yelled.
Box. Unopened. Carved of stone. Gift. Wedding. Took it home. Tempt. Question. Why can't I. No. Padlock. Softly sigh. Days. Passing. Temptation grew. Wish. Opening. Wouldn't you. Soon. Leaving.
A long time ago I was privileged enough to be serving in a Canadian air force base in Labrador.
I have been here for long Since I was young Surrounded by people I love dearly But now I want to wonder freely We've been trapped in this box Although no one sees it that way but me There are no...
The gates of hell beckoned me forward. My tight, white dress hugging my form as the restless werewolves at my back sent rumbling growls through the very rock beneath my feet.
There was a metallic clink as the letterbox snapped shut. The dog had failed to hear it this time, testament either to the mastiff's progressing deafness, or the postman's tentative stealth.
Chapter 53 We woke up again and we had an hour to get ready. James surprised me with a box. " go take a shower and get dressed, this is the last thing you need". He said to me as he sat up in the...
It was 10am, and at 10.30am i need to be at restaurant. I never gonna make it.
I was young and experienced, but I still had a young mind. I came across an old ship shop, a place to find the bits and pieces. I thought hey, this is my experience.
I was ready this time. I squatted with my back against the empty pickle barrels, tightly grasping the pistol, waiting.
I feel like I'm drowning at sea. one wave crashing down onto me. with another yet to come round. water filling my mouth. stopping me from making a sound. this is what it feels. to have such secrecy.
"haha. I beat you Rosie-wosie!" I teased. "Shut up or you'll die" she retorted jokingly. We lay down on the soft grass and ate our snack. "So, what do you think this means Rose?" I whispered.
(Like I always do, I'm putting in a well thought out intro. So, this little idea comes from my speech competition from this Saturday.
The storm , unexpectedly, came crashing in, And I was born, into love, yes, into poverty, certainly, but into, Happiness.
Can you keep a truthful secret, In a box of lies. Can you keep it padlock tight, And hide from prying eyes. Can you shield it from the world, And can you hold it right.
You're an angel from afar, Brighter than a star.
I walk through the forest, trying to find my house, when I stumble upon small lake. The water is clear, with large lily pads floating about. I lean in to smell a flower, and fall into the lake.
Looking out so distant, Yonder out to sea. Looking for my princess, The one I long to see. I've looked for days, I've looked for weeks, To see her face, So on I seek.
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Well done everyone who participated in #youngwritershousehold, I have got winners. First of all though, id love to say 'thankyou' for everyone who took part.
#100days @madhatter 3:Light 4: Dark It's pulling me in. So bright, so intense, it's addictive. It's so pure, so striking, I can't control my feet any longer.
This is a screenplay I only started for a project in my Writing for Interactive Media class.