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A short poem for one O'clock, Before I go to sleep, My lids are getting heavy, And my dreams begin to seep, Into my mind, I drift away, I'm relaxed almost completely, For now I shut my eyes and...
To Brianna, enjoy. From Daisy. #BedTimeStory All over the world there are these little creatures called sea and sun petals. The sea and sun petals live on all the seas over the earth.
Hi my name is Angela and I would like to share the first part of my story. Fame and Fashion 1st SEPTEMBER Hi there. My name is Camilla ( don't call me that. ).
Ginger was your ordinary, average house cat. Sleep, play eat, sleep then scratch something. All in a days work. But what for. Ginger had desided that he was no longer a run-of-the-mill house cat.
How odd it would be to live in quite a world... I walk through a house dimmed with brown and lit by tiny colorful lights. I recalled leaving my shoes downstairs.
As I nimbly cross the majestic barriers, driving my way down each curving roads towards a destiny not my own, I find that thought has left me yet unconscious.
I awake slowly, knowing that today would be the day I see my best friend yet again. A light stretch and I'm out of bed.
It craned over her, it's swirly blackness lurking with horrors. The darkness would eat her, swallow her up like a berry. It was a little girl against a world ender. She was dead.
'Just because you ask again doesn't mean the answer is going to change' I walk about doing my daily routine before you decide to pick me up.
"Maddy, Where are you. You and Tom were suppose to be here 20 mintues ago!" Julie Plec yelled down the phone. "I know i'm sorry. We are on our way" I said as I opened my front door and stepped...
Woke up this morning, and I could feel the foul fight of the night'; in my mouth. I got up and a pillow flew swinging to my face. What could I do but take the might of the feathered force.
The sound of music came from the mists of time, almost as if born from them. A sobbing melody so lovely it brought tears to her eyes, She cried for the song was to heart wrenching to be mortal.
It is ice... Yet liquid. Chilled, frozen hard but flowing, caressing my every vein and every artery. Directing my every crimson muscle in to a motionless hibernation. Pale blue with streaks of silver.
We all sat there, our backs facing the sun and sea. The air echoes with our pasts. It plays out the present. And sees the future.
terus dan terus tetap berjalan. dunia seakan lupa dengan mimpi-mimpiku. kejar harapan baru tuk ciptakan dunia. masa depan di tanganmu harapan juga menanti. berikan yang terbaik.
As the boat glided silently upon the calm waters, Claire draped her hand over the side , and let the water cascade and swirl around her fingers, a moment of total calmness and serenity.
Chapter 3 "What is it Mum?" She read aloud from some of the stuff enclosed in the scholarship package.
New Year's Eve 1850 somewhere near London Christmas had been a lot of fun. Zophar had got himself a new job and so they travelled to his Mother's house.
The last couple of chapters have been all doom and gloom so hopefully this will be a bit cheerier. It's not very long but this is what my imagination produced after spending half an hour gardening.
Early December 1850 somewhere near London Just a week or so after their meeting with Mr Finstonesen, Phillipa and Zophar were handed their last payment and asked to leave.
She knows that she can't hide from him. No matter where she goes or how she change he will aways find her. Never stopping.
The day of starting school arrives in a happy, sunny way. The birds singing with the sound of wind chimes coming from downstairs as mother comes in from going shopping.
Sophie lay in bed thinking about her mam and her dad and her new little sister. She sighed and drifted off. 'Sophie, he's here!' Her mum said. Sophie jumped up. She was wearing a pink princess dress.
"As I walk into the shadow of the valley of death, I shall fear no evil." 10-14-12 Running through the burning city, I was alone. All I could think about was that I was supposed to go out tonight.