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I woke up the next day, very tired. I looked over and saw Nick looking up at the ceiling. I pulled on his arm and lifted myself on top of him. I straddle him with my thighs.
1. RESERVED PARKING SPACES - Parent and Child Parking. Is there an age limit. I don't drive but my Dad does, I am 26, he is 50 year old. - Disabled Parking. Any restrictions on disability?.
Part 10 I woke up all alone with half of our tent taken down. I stretched and walked out of the tent limping. I saw Danny struggling to carry sticks with her one arm while the other wrapped in...
This isn't a story or a poem or an article being dramatic and big shit. This is real. I'm reporting an event which has been happenong but ignored but almost everyone on the planet.
Dear T. Well it's been a while. I'm still writing letters and I hope that despite the odds this one reaches you. It was your birthday a few weeks ago. I only realised today...my bad.
I'm sorry but this is a blog of my day ... You don't have to read it at all ... I just want to get it out ... ------------------ The sun this morning was lovely.
HELLO. THIS IS ME. 1) My name is Heather. I hate it. But doesn't everyone hate their own names at some point in their lives?. 2) I am uncontrollably addicted to dying my hair.
-TIFFANY- "It's my mother" I said, although I could tell from Nate's pained facial expression that he'd already seen the screen.
-CHARLIE- As I sat out on my balcony with Mollie, sipping at lemonades, my phone suddenly rang. "Excuse me" I said, as I saw who it was calling.
That day at school went unbearably slow. We had no exams, so we all sat around 'revising' in all of our lessons.
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.
Chapter 18 AM I REALLY IN LOVE?: He blinked back into Earth and locked his eyes on mine in horror. "Get away from me. You are a monster. Get away!" he yelled and started to tremble.
She stared at me, her clear blue eyes open wide as she slowly and carefully explored my facial features with her fingers.
Chapter 5: I had had the most hectic week at university with tonnes of course work that had to be done for the next week and didn't know when to squeeze it all in.
This pale skin foreigner had flown a long haul flight just to feel the sand of the island seep between his toes.
"I put the 'sexy' in Dyslexia".
It seemed like we played for hours, well it must have been, because the next time I pried my eyes away from the keys it was dark out. "Wow" I huffed.
I woke up at 5 due to pains in my feet and hands but mostly around my jaws and teeth. I guess that it was just the downside to being on brink of transforming.
When we got to the drug store, I got out of Becca's car and slammed the door. I ran straight for the door and tried to open it, but it was locked. "Shit." I muttered.
Chapter 13: I sat staring at my phone for fifteen minutes, deliberating if I should send the text or not.
Chapter 10 BREAKING THE NEWS: I had nothing to do till nine, so I gazed out my window waiting for him-Zack- to come.
This is probably the last one of these, although I'll probably post them randomly whenever I'm feeling down.
"Nate" Tiffany muttered as she knocked on the door to their room "We need to talk" She'd just ascended the impossibly long staircase up to her fate, after leaving the baby downstairs with Mollie.
-NATE- "Hey mate" I said to Charlie as I saw him sat on his bed. "Aright?" "Yeah, just said goodbye to Tiffany. Are we going out later?" I said, hoping that as my best man he'd arranged something.