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...I could almost hear the spider breathing now, it was so close. I tried to think of happy joyful times so that at least I wouldn't die in distress but none came.
I fell asleep there, resting in my own tears. A shimmer of sunlight made its way through the windows, no curtain to get past, just boring,no led,old windows.
Chapter 17 "I'm sorry." I say frantically "I reach for his hand and clasp it tightly in mine. "I just couldn't bare it if you died, and it was my fault.
...A sudden jolt brought me back to my senses. I turned to look, the spider was only three feet away now, its pointed fangs clacking together as they had when it first found me.
Chapter 16 "Jackie!" I scream at her. "Why?" "This is part of training." she saya calmly "the longer you wait the farther he will fall into the earth.
Just to let you know, from now on, this series will be called 'The Unloved Boy'. Enjoy. #WriteMoarStories I wake up with aching back muscles and searing pain where the whip lashed me.
I had to find shelter to at least look after this vixen. There was no way she was dead. No way. I kept running, every step with a stronger purpose.
The hand I was holding belonged to Lewis. Even with the scarfs removed from our faces we kept our fingers intertwined, keeping us clasped together. Harry took my free hand and examined my wrist.
The spider could see me now, I knew it could. I could feel its eight beady black eyes fixed on me. I daren't move through fear of bringing it closer.
Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the fate of this young girl... She will be put into the Arena with Life the Lion.
My body was still shaking violently after what seemed like hours. I tried to keep my mind occupied but my thoughts always ended up back on Sarah.
Chapter 9 It was coming from my elbow. Not the worst place to get hurt, but pretty painful. There was a deep gash from where it looks like a fine slice of ice cut through. I wince when I touch it.
I woke up to the sound of chirping birds. They were up in the trees, watching me. I crawled out from under the lean-to. When I stood up, my back started aching.
Large oak trees, from little acorns grow, A metaphor for life I know. Weak roots, thin buds, a mission to lengthen, Cautiously creeping, trying to strengthen.
ALL CHARACTERS AND EVENTS IN THIS STORY--EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL-ISH PEOPLE--ARE ENTIRELY FICTIONAL.
*Just a new idea for a story i came up with-there may be more parts to come. Any criticisms/improvement ideas would be greatly appreciated. Happy reading!* I walked into the tide.
"Holy shi......" My mouth fills with water. I choke. Swimming against the flow. Struggle to get air. @Seamonster is too strong. I go with the tide. Washing away. I see a ghost along side me.
"I'm being serious, you don't deserve to live after what you did then, and what you are now doing. You will pay one day." Lewis shouted with powerful anger.
I place my head upon your chest And listen to your heart Beating Thump - thump -thump And the doubt on my face Is swift Merely fleeting For your heart is strong now Healthy and happy A parent's...
Chapter 8 The light is small and it scans everywhere. It comes closer and closer and finally hits me it scans over me again and again and then it stops right at my stomach.
(inspired by Alfa She Wolf by iPuss). Tristan was rejected from the Opussian pack when he was just a cub. He wasn't the strongest, he wasn't the fastest, He wasn't the most dashing of the litter.
Together we run. She keeps up with ease. More than I expected. I'm beginning to like her. Always positive. Well, nearly always. I hold up my hand.
'Drakes Story' "Lights out on two" Drake settled into his bunk for the night and felt under the mattress. He was relieved to feel the cold steel pipe with the sharpened down edges was still there.
I let myself drift in and out of a light sleep, but I was always aware.