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Current day. Seohyun stared at nothingness through the window. The sky still illuminated light through the window despite the clods blocking the sun and an obvious rain was about to start.
I was thinking of something but now I've forgotten Somehow it was important or maybe just rotten I'll think elsewhere and it may come back to me Resurface just like the proverbial bad penny An itch...
I look at these blank pages and try to find words to fit them perfectly, as if the souls of these pages linger. As if the expect me to find there true nature and place it upon them in simple black...
Chapter 1 part 2 Surprisingly, the next day he found her sitting on the same spot with a book in her hand. He was on his way to his coffee shop, which is also a music shop all at the same time.
Just the beginning of an idea. A young man woke up with a thick haze clouding his sight. His body felt pulverized, his head walloped.
Lily: So I heard. Sara is finally out of the hospital. Yet I didn't see her at school. Rumors are that she lost her memory so her parents decide to change her school.
Old Charlie shuffled from the care home leaving behind the horrible pall of finality, out into the sunlit grounds full of sweet chestnut and forgotten birdsong.
I want to be quiet. I want to be still. but my pillow doesn't hold the shape of you any better than my hands do now.
As the final police officer left his apartment, handing a copy of the police report over, Max wandered over to where he had dumped his clothes from the night before, hoping to put together a memory...
I woke up from my coma and they said that twenty years had passed. I knew not what happened to me as my memories were fading fast. I could not move an inch as I was strapped down on this bed.
Memories: They're something we look back on, To bring us a smile when we are down. To envisage a person, Much rather than wearing a frown.
I've come to the conclusion I'm losing my mind My family are supportive, and oh so kind I put the milk in the cupboard when I've made my tea Look in the microwave for sugar you see Open the...
My mind is not my own, I have washed mummy. I sit here on my own, I like Charlie, to tickle his tummy. A sitting room of the damned, You do that again and I'll smack your hand.
#nightdwellers. I'm completely off my face. Lost here in my inner space. Where time has now been frozen. In a sea of souls who slowly rush around me. Heartbeat tempo beating quickly.
Anna I realised, after a few hours or so, that the receptionists injuries had been more severe than I'd thought.
I have a dream about me and Joey its my birthday and I have this huge surprise party my mums there and my dad. And if course Joey is too. I blink for 1 second and as I do I here this loud scream.
I can't remember. What those dreams were about. Only bits and fragments. Giving me lots of doubt. I can't remember. But I'll do my best. To tell you why. They woke me from my rest. I can't remember.
As the sound of his alarm resonated through his skull, he rose from the comfort of his bed and trudged immediately over to the coffee machine his mornings so dearly loved.
"When we all got into work this morning, there was paper everywhere and everything had been knocked on to the floor" William said switching on a rather large tv "what?" Joe said still confused.
Hey guys, I've got a few more chapters. So this isn't the end. Enjoy Chapter 24: Lucas The last stage “Holy-” I thought out loud as I took one look at the scene before me.
The Burgundy Fog swooped through our rooms, our streets, our civic centres and our empty amusement arcades. None of us saw it coming.
#youngwritershousehold The days when he was sane, When he rocked in his chair. The musty smell of cigars, Before he was put in care. Now he still rocks, Just without a normal mind.
The photo of you stays by the window. And fades more everyday. As if it knows our relationship, Is beginning to crumble away.
Part 10 I woke up all alone with half of our tent taken down. I stretched and walked out of the tent limping. I saw Danny struggling to carry sticks with her one arm while the other wrapped in...