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Hope you like it. The next few will be more interesting, I promise. :) x *Drew's POV* Apple Acres was a small, quaint little park with an ironic name.
Strong language ... Or light swearing depending on how you see it.
Tonight my baby worries herself to sleep When I get home there's nothing left to eat Everyday's a struggle and the bills don't get payed Incomplete, in defeat but I'm feeling higher.
Hola, it's Sunday again here in the not-so-sunny North of England. And the rest of England, for that matter. And lots of places besides England. Gee. IT'S SUNDAY.
Once upon a time - long ago, There was a land of sand and snow, A distant realm beyond the seas, Barren of grass, flowers and trees.
She awoke. It was dark. The clock bells were just chiming twelve. Witching Hour. She slowly sat up, and looked out the curtain-less, glass-less, hole in the wall that acted as a window.
Your kind. So easy to manipulate. Just a whisper and your under my spell. You don't even notice. You think you are making a choice. A choice of your own.
All alone in the woods. I lay down and let the sun pour itself onto my face. I close my eyes. The sounds of people talking, birds chirping remind me of something.
The waves crash against the side of the house. A lone, solitary place. With just the sea for company. As I step out the car, the house takes my breath away, it is a commanding piece of architecture.
Chapter 1~ Edward Masen and Esme Evenson "Carlisle!" I heard someone call. I recognised this voice to be Edward Masen's, a very ill 17 year old boy.
-9:00- I woke up to find Josh still next to me, I smiled and gently got up trying not to wake him.
One story part for Random - n/t/b/c ***** I sat down in the warm kitchen, with my steaming roast tea infront of me on the china plate.
Chapter 24: The soft morning sun woke us from our heavy rest. The beams of light poured through our shutters and I suddenly remembered where I was. Paris. My favourite place on earth.
Today I had the heartbreaking phone call from one of my beat friends telling me that her mum had been having an affair and that she was leaving her dad.
-Daisy- I don't know how long I was embraced by Josh but I felt like forever, are fingers where tightly grasped around each others hands, our body's touching.
The doorbell jangled for what seemed like the hundredth time this evening. I sighed, put down my book and heaved myself out of my armchair.
-TIFFANY- "Oh my darling. You look magnificent!" my mother said, inhaling strongly. I stepped out of my bedroom, with Vera Wang following swiftly behind me, carrying my train.
-TIFFANY- The next few days were a blur of answering inevitable questions from fellow students, attending lessons and going to various cake tastings or dress fittings.
I ran as fast as I could. I couldn't catch my breath, I felt like I was going to pass out. I looked back to see if they were still following me. They were.
Sorry it's been a long time coming... For those of you who weren't around last year, The Opuss Files are a series of interviews I have performed with various writers of Opuss.
I'm about to collapse Beneath the weight Of this nonsense To all of this shit That life keeps throwing Against my every defence Infecting my system Rotting my core Destroying from within And...
[16+ - Sexual Content. You were warned!] When I opened my eyes, a warm, satisfied blush creeping across my cheeks, all I saw was him, smiling down at me.
'I do believe in fairies,' said the little wide-eyed girl As the grown-ups turned away and laughed, to leave her to her world.
Chapter 11: Jasmine and I were getting all dolled up for the Christmas party. The days seemed to fly by recently and I knew my exam day was fast approaching but tried not to think about it too much.