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A pigeon sat perched apon a picket fence, it's feathers ruffled in the breeze, all was quiet, all was silent, untill a sound came from the trees, it was the sound of many men, it was the sound of...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So to prove this idea I need proof for people to believe me - like facts.
A strange man dressed in a long brown coat wondered the streets of London nothing was around him no birds, no cars andno humans.
Day 10: *wails* L-lyrics from your f-favourite song.
3.2.1... Oh hey guys. I'm Asher I am a 12 year old, but I kind of have a secret, wanna know. Fine. Ill tell you. I dream the future and this is when I dreamt of the world ending 20 years ago.
Gemma was bored sitting next to Michael in class, she had a peek into his book a couple of times but there was no pictures or conversations she thought, how could you read a book with no pictures or...
If my bed were a time machine, I'd use it every night To travel back a year ago Before the morning light.
Dream Type: Lucid I'll be honest, one annoying thing about dream diaries is that you have to write them as soon as you wake-up. One other problem. At those times I wish I remembered less.
A girl just took the empty seat next to me on the train and had started doing... needlepoint!. This doesn't help my previous mania of being on a time travelling train.
As I walked thru the marketplace An old man said to me I have the very thing for you Won't you come and see.
In his desperation to escape, tommys workmate pushed his foot down on the pedal, his speedometer fast approaching eighty miles an hour.
Tommy trunnion loved to talk. Once he started talking to you, it was impossible to escape.
This is a draft for my story "The time machine" Enjoy.
You continue to age Say you go a couple years into the future and you end up staying there for three years, when you come back you'll be three years older thus missing three years of your life.
Good news everyone. I actually had a bit of free time so I managed to type this in for you. Enjoy the next installment of the series...
In early December of 2012, CIA Director David Petraeus arrived for a secret meeting at the White House with President Obama. "Mr.
The dripping noise in that alley just made everything more ominous. And as Jack Stamp rounded the umpteenth corner, he found its source.
"So we just gotta enter this forest right. It's in here?" said Allen. "That's certainly the gist of it to get the muguffin. The sacred Garnet, correct?" said Risa "Yeah.
The League of the Damned was a hellish place, as the name would certainly imply.
This story is the story of a young angel named Allen, he an average boy at the age of sixteen.
Jack hurried out of school at the end of a long day, absentmindedly fiddling with his phone. He was looking forward to a quiet evening, relax, maybe watch TV, nothing much.
Almost everyone was happy as school let out that day, the sun shining brightly and not a cloud in the sky, perfect weather for afternoon fun.