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She had known there would be silence. That was the point after all. No infants cooing or wailing. No children playfully hollering down the street.
~Chapter 1 (Did you read the premise yet?) "And I tell y'all," Hosmer went on, "She was the biggest one you'd ever seen.
~Premise I am perched atop a window sill. I hug my fragile knees to my hollow body. The glass pane before me is smudged and dirty. I could see only out through it.
Prologue - - - - - - It had just turned into routine. I hadn’t attended the same school for more than four weeks in my sophomore year so I was used to always being the new girl.
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If this man could he would sail to and feel the sun. Just by leaving home, the battle of his dreams he had won. But lurking in the shadows there're no butterflies and rainbows.
I sometimes have that feeling, I don't know what it's called, when I feel like the loneliest person alive, like everyone hates me, like there's no point living.
"Why. Your voice is amazing." "No it's not stop lying." "I'm not.
*note this continues off from an Opuss a little more than a month old with the same title (but different number).
Hello, I am new and not really sure what to do. Any help/comments/ pitiful pats on the back are all welcome..
Okay Breath. Come on Ramona, I mutter to myself incoherently. You’ve been breathing all your life now isn’t the time to forget.
I'm so cold. That's the only thing that I can think of. Even though it's night time, it is still bright because the moon light is reflecting off of the snow. The snow. Ugh. My worst enemy.
Chapter 21 Christmas break. It was finally here. I got to sleep in a day before we packed up and drove down to South Carolina to see my grandparents.
"Shoot all the bluejays you want, If you can hit 'em, but remember its a sin to kill a mockingbird." ~to kill a mockingbird..
Part 1: It was just yesterday. I was playing with my dolls, just like a normal little girl did. All of a sudden I heard a piercing scream, coming from a familiar voice. My mother.
Her eyes were silent and cold It was a war One that made her words angry and bold. Damages worse by far more Head versus heart And behold. Her heart beat But it beat with no soul..
I don't want a thing this Christmas, I really and truly could go without All the gifts and cards are lovely, But I could get by without so much as a pout There is just one thing I need, And I'll...
"If I was your mate, would you care?" Scruff replied after a minute of silence. "No" I replied, truthfully. Maybe I was hoping he was but wasn't that a little weird.
A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle. Girl: Slow down. I'm scared. Guy: No this is fun. Girl: No it's not. Please, it's too scary. Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Darkened streets, moonlit pavements, quiet roads. The bangs of the fire above, and the 'Oooh's' and 'Aaaah's' from onlookers. The distant pound of bass from nightclubs. Yamato grinned.
Down, down, Deeper down, Into the murky depths, I drown Inky black slide Slippery, steep.
My eyes teared up as I sat on my soft, tear covered bed. Danny was dead, I was at the funeral. How can he have called. It can't be him, it can't be. I couldn't think straight.
#beginningline challenge I stand upon the edge of knowing, the possibilities are far and wide. As I wait, tentatively in this place, I get to thinking.... What if it's not like I'm hoping.
The wolf released a howl. That sound was one which no other wolf could ever imitate. The howl was filled with both joy and sorrow, relief and mourning, excitement and anger.