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There was a little fairy, She walked out of her eyrie, Bumped in to a friend, But was soon to meet her end, For she offered a cup of tea, ...or three, But forgot how thirsty he could get, So she...
There's a place called Babbadoo Never go there For if you do You won't get out They will eat you.
We had already helped many wounded people, when we came across a market.
I closed my eyes and waited for the intense pain that I knew would follow. I heard two gun shots and all I could think about was how much I loved Adam, and how he would never know.
I was blown backwards, in what felt like minutes, but I knew in reality it was probably seconds. Every thing that I heard was muffled and sounded like I was under water.
I knew Hetro just wouldn't let that happen. Certainly not without a fight. "Chief we only came out for food, otherwise we'd starve.
I hit the emergency button, and all the medical crew came marching in, they put an oxygen mask on her, and did CPR, during all this chaos I found that doctor, and told him, "I want a section done...
"What do we do?" Tashie asked the others nervously. "We can't go through it," Stefan said. "That won't end well." "Let's go around it, then." Lydia suggested, standing up and stretching.
I gaze up at the crimson-coloured lights above me. Smells of rust and oil waft through my mind as I turn in the tepid, ventilated air, arching my back to massage the part that hit the floor.
Chapt 5, part 2, --------------- through Marthas Eyes --------------- I open my eyes. I must have passed out because the sun was coming up. I pull myself up of the ground.
I sit here in the great oak tree. And look over the mountains, to the sea. The sea is filled with parrell. The sea is no longer misty blue. but burning a dangerous red. The wind begins to roar.
Chapter 7 "No, Vivos, The Caeruleus must have taken him" she says rather distraught.
Chapt 4, part 2, ---------------Through Martha's Eyes--------------- I kick the door and cry. I can hear mum and dads muffled voices. I look around the room. I need to get out. I need to save Lily.
We lay under the sycamore tree, the huge branches mostly shaded us from the huge ball of fire in the sky - other than the few shining beams that managed to glimmer through gaps within the leaves.
I lost it. I lost what I had left. It was all I had that kept me going. Kept me breathing, kept sane and kept me praying for a better day. Every day this question torments my brain.
CORRIDORS I'm running through these corridors and shadows fill my head of tall machines and brutal wars, of millions that are dead.
I started running. As I reached the forest, I thought back. What did I know about running from dangerous criminals. I numbered them off. 1.You don't trust anyone.
It's twilight, I'm getting more frightened by the second, I glance around the creepy, giant trees, of the darkened forest. There are 1 2 3 4 5 (I think) figures circling me, faster than light.
"oh grow up Haymitch" said Effie "you know he's not going to hurt you, are you peeta?" "errr" of course not, anyway you two this is Haymitch he is erm meant to be your mentor he will help guide you...
Death. It changes people. It changed me. It can force people to attempt wild things in the name of hope.
The little fledgling peered tentatively over the nest, The gentle chirp of his mother urging as he puffed up his chest, Nearer and nearer teetered towards the ledge, When suddenly without warning he...
When I open my eyes, it's early afternoon. My head rests on Peeta's arm. I don't remember him coming in last night. I turn, being careful not to disturb him, but he's already awake.
I heard a loud bang and then I couldn't see. I remember thinking of trains colliding before blacking out. When I woke up, the world was upside down.
I would never really know How empty you could grow Until you were nothing at all. I would never really hear Your cries, so pained and dear Until the quiet that would befall.