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The Chimpanzee of Lewe was a very social chimp, with many friends, a devoted mother, a strong father. She loved to play. Shew would play all sorts of games, climbing, chasing, wrestling, anything.
I tentatively took steps into the woods. This was the first time I'd gone out exploring, but luckily I wasn't alone.
Please God, help me. The icy water is closing in around me, pouring into my mouth, dragging me underwater. I'm gasping for air, my arms flailing wildly, struggling against the current.
The forest stretched for at-least 4 miles, with continuous train tracks heading over the valley. Erin lent herself against the window of the moving train.
Three blind mice... Scurrying on the floor Couldn't see the pussycat Behind the kitchen door Two blind mice... Fell into a hole One got out, but the other Now lives like a mole One blind mouse...
Running. Running as fast as they could. Shooting. Bang bang. Lydia had never killed anyone in her life. She'd been brought up properly, going to church on Sundays and saying please and thank you.
" Eriin, you there . " Muur whispered and waited for a reply. " about time you showed up. " Errin growled playfully.
Like if you want to see more. "Everything went black..." I slowly opened my eyes, and painfully tilted my head to look around. Wood everywhere. I was lying on a pile of straw, Lubber at my side.
Hello and welcome to my second review. Today I will be reviewing The Hunger Games. So lets get started.
I just had time to see the pod engulfed in a stream of colour, before my vision cascaded into darkness. I awoke to an unwelcome blaze of light radiating through the glass.
Her back crawled, her muscles twitched involuntarily; he was behind her. The Dark man. He was going to destroy her at any moment. Spider awoke to the steady rhythm of windscreen wipers.
The first warning of attack came from outside. James heard a bellow of "RIOT CARS!", then the sound of a car engine. He was wise enough not to look- he would not be seen if he stayed hidden.
The hallway smelled like death. You could hear the moans and screams of the people being hit, stabbed, shot, thrown. And the smell.
"Should I go get somebody?" I say looking at Charles. No responce. The orange eyed boy turns his head still shaky from his recovery. His eyes light up and his mouth begins to open.
This poem was based on my post appocalyptic rp. The city in 4000 years... Im in the city at the crack of dawn, Lurking in shadows is Satan's Spawn.
"So, you wanna tell me your name?" the young boy who is using his shiny knife to peel an apple sits across from me on a crate in the back of this moving jeep.
Softenened focus, the points are blank. The causal of death sunk deep in flank. Hands this slow they move the best, As the soft of green, lay the animal's rest.
The numbers on January's arm caught the light. Three minutes. Twenty seven seconds - make that twenty six. January cradled her head in her hands, and kept her breathing as normal as she could.
We sailed across in our little boats Each with a doorframe to keep us afloat And our jackets were lashed To our bodies for masts Play on, we go on White horses leapt and grabbed at our feet Dragging...
Now my life isn't the best. The beat thing in my life is my family and my beat friend, I get bullied a lot and I hate how people can put people's feelings down its horrible and selfish.
As we neared the house, I parted from my brothers, each heading toward our field, where the cows are kept, while I moved down toward the barnyard, horses in the round pen.
A fictional account of Annabelle Collier. The wind lashed at my face like a whip as the icy cold took me in it's tight grip, never seeming to let go.
Muur and the wolf-person thundered away, deeper into the forest. Muur could hear the other young centaurs whinnying with confusion and headed towards them.
It was a long trek to the stadium on the other side of the island, Jasper drove in his big land rover, he said my walking was just the first challenge.