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I love the idea of writing to music, and having a 'soundtrack' to each section of work. So, just to try it out, this section is not only very long, but it's soundtrack is 'Riverside' by Agnes Obel.
Mollie and I arrived at the venue in my town car, which is a black limousine. I used it to travel around the city from dawn to dusk, and I'd used it since I was 6 years old.
I gazed across the room at him, his golden hair gleaming as he made his way across the classroom.
Warning!. Very dark and somewhat disturbing!.
Part 3 Just to let you know, this is set directly after the events of the first two parts... ~Elle~ "Results?" "Negative.
The howl sounded shrilly in the distance, jolting Vega from sleep instantly.
Once, she had ruled every room she entered. Laughter followed her like music, mirrors adored her, and men stood a little straighter when she passed.
Chapter 1: FIRST CAR: "Ivory. You come here now!" my mother called from down the stairs. 'Jesus,' I thought 'I've only just woke up and yet somehow I've already done something wrong!' "Right.
That day at school went unbearably slow. We had no exams, so we all sat around 'revising' in all of our lessons.
Hola, it's Sunday again here in the not-so-sunny North of England. And the rest of England, for that matter. And lots of places besides England. Gee. IT'S SUNDAY.
"A guy is sitting at home when he hears a knock at the door. He opens the door and sees a snail on the porch. He picks up the snail and throws it as far as he can.
WELL DONE JESS ENNIS. WELL DONE JESS ENNIS. WELL DONE JESS ENNIS. WELL DONE JESS ENNIS. WELL DONE JESS ENNIS. WELL DONE JESS ENNIS. WELL DONE JESS ENNIS. WELL DONE JESS ENNIS. WELL DONE JESS ENNIS.
'Lily. What the hell is up with you?' groaned Jody in the morning. Suffice to say she really wasn't a morning person. Also suffice to say, I had not had a wink of sleep that night.
Trish woke me by dumping a bowl of freezing water over me. I gasped like a fish out of water and spewed out a stream of expletives that would make a sailor blush.
#Opussweeklychallenge 500th Opuss.
22 said to 88: "You've both been looking fat of late; Perhaps you both should join a gym, And minus some to be more slim?" _ _ ________ ( o ) ( o ) / we're...
How about coming over to my house. Nothing special of course. I could come meet you at your place before the darkness sets in. By your window, waiting, you'd be.
Ladies and gentlemen, a few weeks back, and at the continual behest of Mrs. Leelee, I entered one of my pieces in a national poetry competition. I thought, ok, why not.
-TIFFANY- "It's my mother" I said, although I could tell from Nate's pained facial expression that he'd already seen the screen.
-TIFFANY- "Tiffany, if you want to marry him then do. If you don't, then having this baby is a bad idea too.
A short story I made for English a while back. It's pretty long, but I would value any feedback.
An old man walked long, Followed a road his son walked, before him. A lonely, desolate road, lined with dead trees, old oak, hawthorn.
Little Jack holds a little seed, In his little hand. It's Nothing, just a little seed held by a little Man.
I was dreaming. I wished I wasn’t, but there was a sort of blurry tinge to the edge of my vision that told me otherwise.