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1. The first day of school each year. 2. When you did something you regret the day before and arrive at school. 3. Seeming too old to trick or treat, when you see little kids 4-9 trick or treating. 4.
Are you sure this is working. I mutter as Ava puffs her way through the final chorus of yellow submarine. She finishes with a flourish and a smile. Trouble is I don't.
My first poem written at school- many,many years ago and read fast to the tune of "baggy trousers" by Madness lol People walking down the street, dirty socks and smelly feet, old tramp shuffling...
Today I got a message, A message from a friend. A simple message saying, "I'll love you to the end". I was feeling fairly confused, Considering we weren't good friends anymore.
~True story~ ~Not mine~ Contributed by "Brandy Stark": When I was a teenager; around the age of 16, I found an Ouija board at a yard sale and bought it for $.25.
~True story~ ~Not mine~ Contributed by "Michelle": When I was 15, my friend Terry who was a couple of years older than me, spent the night.
Ok.... So I've had the worst week ever. It cannot get any worse- touch wood- school has been the worst, I broke the back of my phone, I felt upset all week... Just a bad week...
You can tell you've reached that teenage stage when you fall asleep in a shirt and pants in the holidays that you wore a day before, you don't bother to think about bed times, one word from your...
Day begins, Just like any other, I'm a young girl, Experimenting with style, Day moves on, And I'm oblivious, As passing rumours, Reach the surface.
At school there's an opportunity to have a German exchange student over in England for a week I think and then we go back to Germany. I love the idea but have no idea if I should do it or not.
Ok everyone. Today was the worst day ever. Well at first it was amazing because Richard was with me. So we got to go outside, and well Richard and I were sitting on the hill.
So now 2013 is approaching fast and time is upon us as I train for the march to April European championships. I know EUROPEAN!!. not even Hati but European. What country will I be a part of?.
Lets just say... It's not my day. Woke up on the bed, Fell out and whacked my head. Got up and got dressed, Did my buttons up wrong- not impressed. Shoes on the wrong feet, Skirt all creased.
I have like an obsession with so many people. For example, Douglas Booth, Jack Harries.
So I went to visit my friend who's only 4 and she said this, "what's all that pencil on your face?" I was just like "it's called spots." Urgh I hate those things. Any advice on how to get rid of...
Sneakers, t-shirt, jeans and hoodie, not trying to impress as you can see. Just being myself and doing my own thing. I don't need romance or a diamond ring. I'm my own person and I have my own style.
Chapter 2 •Summer of 2011• "Quickly," I think "hide it fast while no one's looking." I snatched it up and hid it under the coffee table next to the couch I was sitting on.
Chapter #9 I've been told earlier today that i will be going a week early. Not that it's gonna make much of a difference is it?.
Chapter #5 I skipped downstairs to come face to face with a confused looking James. I asked him what there was to look at but he replied with a shrug and went back to the kitchen.
Well my name is Madeline but I go by Maddie. I am a sophomore in high school. I have 2 brothers, 24&22 named Dustin and Michael. They are in college so I only live with my mom and dad.
The adrenalines surging powerfully through my body, pumping through my bloodstream and preparing my body for what I’m about to do.
It's October 4th, and I STILL haven't written a scary story. I have like three beginnings, but I can't seem to finish them. Ugh. Anywhooo...my life has been pretty uneventful.
She walked into the room her head held high. Heads turned and whispers erupted throughout the crowded room. Snide comments and bright smiles, there were a mixture of responses from her fellow...
Part of this near the end might be confusing, but that is because it is a simple stream of conciousness and only I understand what was going on in my mind. But that was the point.