You Are Strong Enough
Feeling kind of homeless or I mean I am homeless. I have nowhere to go, I have nowhere to stay, I have nowhere to sleep or eat, and I have nowhere to call mine. I feel kind of lost or I mean I am...
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Feeling kind of homeless or I mean I am homeless. I have nowhere to go, I have nowhere to stay, I have nowhere to sleep or eat, and I have nowhere to call mine. I feel kind of lost or I mean I am...
I stood at the platform on our Districts very high tech Mono-Train Station. I'm stood beside Effie, waving to my family as a tear falls down my frozen face.
Before I even thought to have any suspicions, he walked over to our stools at the bar area of his wooden building. "Takes some getting used too, don't worry about it.
This is related to my very favourite book and film, The Hunger Games x Effie drops her painted hand into the reaping ball as a drumroll sounds behind her (we like to be dramatic in District 6).
We lye in wait; united at the edge of the forest.....
On the 14th of April 2000, a thing of the impossible happened. Police arrived at the very popular Happy Heights Hotel to find a disturbing scene.
Slowly, soft snow flakes flew from the whitish sky. The lake had evaporated into an ice rink and I was gliding on it flawlessly.
“Alpha. Alpha!” A sable grey wolf yelled through the dens. Perking his head through every part of the pack. “Rueken, calm down.” A deep voice curdled.
"One two... Do you copy. I repeat, do you copy. Over." A light crumple of forest leaves rustled as Sergeant Martin threw his talkie down on the floor.
Have you ever had that feeling That something may just happen. Or thought about someone Who you haven't seen in a while. Then that something does happen Or you bump into that very person.
[Collaborated story written from four perspectives - so check out @MrAlex, @eyes5ib and @Odinsfist's parts.
(read @OdinsFist @MrAlex and @naaviie for their perspectives) #4war I closed the door behind me. And trod quietly down the path.
(check out @OdinsFist, @naaviie and @MrAlex for their perspectives) #4war I Stood, my back to the wall and the door to my right. To the other side was Josh.
Grace stared up at us she looked very relieved and also slightly worried. Lucie grabbed the ledge and sprang down and bent her knees as she landed. Jack did the same and so did I.
I looked around for anyway out of this situation the smoke was so thick now my breaths were harder with every one I took.
I looked around for anyway out of this situation the smoke was so thick now my breaths were harder with every one I took.
Prologue Before the wolves came to Alitar, it was the home to a pride of tigers who wanted to stay together, having been together since birth. Liafear was the leader of this pride of tigers.
With thanks to @MrAlex @Naaviie and @Eyes5IB check out there perspectives. I held up my fist then looked round the corner, my eyes scrutinised the shadows, trying to detect life. I saw none.
If you took one look at me. You'd scream. A guarantee. Of living in simplicity. Teeth wonky. Like a donkeys. Eyes; black with bags. A complete opposite of a wag. Skin- pale as ice.
I opened my eyes and a new wave of pain flooded through me, I whimpered. Adam was still cradling me like a small child, gripped tightly to his chest.
We sat with bated breath, expecting more. When none came, there was uproar. "That can't be all that there is?" Graeme Lernel calls out.
The impact of a moving car suddenly stopping throws everything of balance.
Standing at the gates of freedom Reach a hand to the sky, I take it back; it's denied So close, yet so, so far But I don't close my eyes Not believing their lies Twisted and torn, The truth's been...
I awoke dazed, a puddle of blood haloed around my head. Vision was becoming a problem, despite my eyes being wide open. Not that there was much to see.