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You're still sleeping when I'm up in the morning. And I'm long gone without word or warning. When I call for you late in the evening. You're in bed, pretending you're reading. Let's go to the ocean.
You lay there (so painfully still), with shallow breath and disarmingly sunken eyes that once shone brightly with the fierce glint of life.
Apathy. Slowly grabs my heels and then lets go of me. I'm turning on my head like there's no gravity. I'm trying to survive but I'm a casualty. And all I wanted was the crown. Total disregard.
"So Ally, what have you done this time?" the principle asked. "Why is that that same question you ask me each time I come in her?" I asked. "Kids just don't show up here because they can.
A Girl She goes on the same train every day but today it was cold. The thick puffa jacket made her look even more like a ball than usual.
Today, while walking utterly aimlessly about in town like I do, I noticed an old man on the floor.
The rain has stopped now. The old wooden boards on the harbor are soaking wet and people are beginning to go outside.
Check the updated version please First I'll just say once again, thank you Pat for choosing my piece as number one.
Firstly I would like to thank everyone for the likes and reposts in the last few hours ... Okay, more than last few hours but today and late hours of last night. Merci Beaucoup.
She woke up with a start. It happened often lately. And just as often, she felt confused and alone. Fear crept under her night gown, rushed along her spine, bathed her in cold sweat.
Chapter 18 SHANE'S POV: THAT DICK. THAT DICKHEAD. FUCK. SHE'S MINE. MINE. MINE. I look down at her sweet and beautiful face. God... She's amazing.
He smiles at me from far away. He laughs at my strange jokes which I end up including in my talk for nonsense reasons. He listens to love songs when I'm around. He stands up for me.
Is your head so empty That you wish it to be filled With other people's Misguided words. Is your heart so barren That you get your self-esteem From only what the Mirror shows you.
I felt bad for you. After all you were my best friend. Your step dad and your older brother abused you, and you had no food, no money, no warmth.
...........................................................sorry bout the cut off before, something happened so we had to move quickly.....
#10wordchallenge You need to break the daily GRIND that spirals in my mind Am I worth that chance, You may not like what you find.
This is the story I have used for my GCSE Coursework: Narrative Writing. In a field of white, with nothing but a single set of footprints marring the sparkling blanket, was a young boy.
My mind is adrift, left out to sea Alone on the ocean blue Emotions are my passengers Tumultuous thoughts my crew There is no one here for miles around There's not a soul in sight Nobody to while...
Length: 470 words I wanted to be like Emma. I wanted to be able to climb the tallest trees and swing from branch to branch like a monkey.
They were coming. They had to be. The city once so free now suddenly felt like a cage. Every turn leading to a dead end, every square a trap.
The mist rolls in from the swell of the sea. Draping itself around the cove, below me. I stand above it, watching as the fog hits. My emotions are in an emotional mix.
My fickle eyes can barely make A distance in the sky's black lake. A blur, a smudge... But not suffice To see a glint in rings of ice.
Yesterday evening I went out with my friends. With them the fun never ends. One of the girlies has a very real perk. Got to drive us over in a shiny black Merc. Her boyfriend owns a car sales place.
(Yeah, there's "language" here. Get over it. Grow up. Seriously, be like, 16 or more.) You're so damn holy in your pinstriped suits. You never let us see you in your Nazi boots.