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The following events I am about to retell I wish for the love of God weren't true, because of them I'm now stuck somewhere outside of Birmingham in a motel with someone who says their me...or at...
I sunk to the floor as the bloody knife fell out of my hands. "This has gone to far". I whispered to Shane as he lifted me up from the floor. He smirked, "but nobody knows, love".
"No!" I scream. "No!" Summer is making Keleb and Tessa take Ellie away. "No!" I scream again. "It's too late." Summer drones. "The Pope's dead. Ellie's worthless." Tessa grabs Ellie's thrashing...
Ok so I have loads of random parts to a novel I'm creating what does everyone think so far .
Run, with your eyes of emptiness. Steal away with all your secrets. Take what you want. Blind to your crimes. Run, with your eyes like ice. Do what you want. Ignorant in empathy.
On the ornate oak table, a box sat unopened. The 2 lovers to its right ignored it, too busy laughing and grinning at each other's awful jokes to acknowledge its presence.
Part 4....contains swear words I am nervous approaching the second tank as the woman is clearly emaciated, her shoulder blades are just beginning to show and her spine is clearly visible.
In the white room the old blood stains are evident. Faded to an almost grey, but evident none the less. I look you in the eyes. I see fear, over whelming fear, in yours. You search my eyes for fear.
Sorry it's short but I had important homework. •Chapter 20 - Forever• •Kai• She's going to ask again. I can tell. I can just see it by the way she's shuffling around on the sofa.
It was raining again. The world had turned dingy, smokey, and bleak. Again. The incident yesterday at the hospital seemed a far away memory in this place.
(Hi:) so this is basically an extract of a short story I'm writing. To summarise it a bit, Rosie *the protagonist* saw some man murder a girl in a meadow when she was nine.
Part 2 of an unnamed miniseries with incredibly short segments. As he fumbled with the key and clumsily turned it in the lock, he reviewed the events of the night. Am I insane. he thought. No.
Road side Murders always tend to start the same way. Take this for example... There's a vulnerable looking girl on the side of the road walking. She's clutching her arms close because she's cold.
He was bundled up from head to toe as he staggered home against a winter wind. His thoughts were jumbled and confused to the point where his head hurt when he tried to arrange them.
Hello again, today is Saturday, December 1, 2012. I'd like to share another poem with y'all, so here it is.
An Odd Trip with some antisocial organisers...
The teacher slammed the stack of books on the edge of the desk, causing a thumping book to echo through the room. It was just her and the desk and a stack of books. Of course I was there.
#nightdwellers#beginningline I was stood frozen, facing the old ornate mirror, and too scared to open my eyes.....
A story about a man who wakes up in a world where the economy is based on chocolate. Its to be established that eating chocolate is something only the very wealthy do.
There's a change inside of me, And it's time to let this beast out. I feel this change as my muscles grow. My claws appear. All nice, sharp and tippy curled. My teeth fall out as new ones drop down.
#beginningline #nightdwellers I was stood frozen, facing the old ornate mirror, too scared to open my eyes. I could feel her; feel her breathe upon my shoulders, but I couldn't look, I couldn't cry.
On the swing The wind blows. On it sits a little girl. The park seems empty From all but her. The only sound Is the whistle screech Of the playing dead. Going round And Round On the roundabout.
#colourchallenge Septic green Your picture's with me everywhere I like to feel your eyes upon me At times, I still, just stop and stare Not content to let you be I know the hour your lights go out...
It was a little before 9o'clock the sun was setting and I was lost. So got out of my car and and read the sigh "the white house". I got back in my car then drove along the track. Then I saw it.