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I had a dream that I am sleeping on a chocolate bed and and I wake up and get dressed up in furry chocolate coat.afyer that I went to the chocolate river which had chocolate water.After that I...
Just two innocent boys sitting together. Dreaming of the whole world watching them. How can they make they're dreams come true. Then an idea that sparks possibility, hope, and passion.
I needed money to buy you a present. But I can't even make it up to 5 cents. I called you at my phone,. I said sorry. It made me feel lonely. I asked you,"Do you want. a shirt or maybe two?".
Maybe dreams don't have to be fantasies. Maybe they're tangible things. What if we can reach out and just grab them. But what's a dream achieved without the journey?.
I was dreaming when you came to my house.I kept repeating your name and you got confused.You gently touched my hair through your fingers,you smiled then laughed a little.You grabbed a pillow unto my...
"We got her!" Someone yells. I look at my injured arm and close my eyes. It looks really bad. "Good. Bring her back in." Another voice says. I should not have tryed to escape.
The Sisters sat on their heels at the campfire.
Today it was hallowen in far away land.everyone was very happy.Especially children because they will get candies.Mary and John were goin to dress up as skeletons.they went to a house and knocked on...
On the way to Daniel's house, Jacob revised the conversation in his head- writing and re- writing what he was going to say; he went through all of the possibilities : ' Hi Dan.
Danni POV Moving into a new neighborhood is tough. I should know, I've done it 3 times already. Ever since my dad lost his teaching job in Ohio, he's had to get small jobs here and there.
The sudden halt at the stop sign moved my head forward and caused it to slightly bump onto the cold glass car window. I slowly rised my head and looked around. We were at a stop sign.
I wake up to people whispering or trying to whisper. "Can I help you?" I say sitting up in bed. Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Niall are sitting at the end of the bed on my laptop.
My rubber boots sink into the wet mud as I regretfully whisper words that should have never escaped my lips.
My adventure is over. There is no where to go. No where except for the place I can't bear. Home.
The summer breeze hit me, my black cocktail dress revealing my tanned skin. My brown hair flowing in the breeze, bouncing to the beat of Glad You Came by The Wanted.
I'm going to push myself, push our memories and the thoughts of our relationship out of because I know in better than this.
~Chapter 2 Knock, knock, knock. The rapping on my sturdy door echoes through the room. It has been about four hours since Ray left. I got up from my cot. I advanced reluctantly towards to the door.
Chapter One The Hell of Christmas Day I hate Christmas. Everyone's jolly and joyful. It actually sucks. People act full of themselves and happen to brag a lot about their gifts.
"I heard she's Z's daughter." a voice says. "No, remember. That's the girl with the sparkling eyes." Another voice says. "I thought there were two of them!" The first voice exclaims.
Chapter 1 It's Monday. My least favorite day of the week. Monday means school, homework, and fresh gossip. Not that I enjoy gossip, but I guess school wouldn't be what it is now without it. 1st...
#patdolan83 My first attempt at a new word. Bedoobedoo - pronounced B-do-be-do Meaning: Parking Space Sample sentence (taken from a real life event - I.e.
I spent the Monday evening doing homework ; simple Geography. It wasn't fun, I had to admit, but I wanted to get it done with.
Life for me is one big flash. One minute, your standing on the curb calling for a cab, and the next, your inside your warm home, listening to mum complain about the soaps, and how 'improper' it all...
Sitting here drinking in the shadow of my own self pity. Lit smoke in my finger tips, I'm ready to start my journey but my journey isn't ready to be started.