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A little girl sits in the warm sand. The wind pulls at her hair, widening her big, bright smile as she beams at the sun and the sand and the waves.
Chapter 10. Food Glorious Food. A blue board. It read: "CAFES AND RESTROOMS IN 5KM." I walked faster and faster at every stride. Soon I was running. The smell of burgers and fries was coming closer.
Our science took a huge leap forward the day the object fell from the sky.
Uhuru. I roll the word over in my mouth. Uhuru. I glance over at my fellow mice. We take the wheat of the stalk. We've been doing this since dawn, and will continue until dusk. I look at Amy. Poor...
I was sitting in my car seat, next to my best friend. Everything was normal. My mom was buckling me into my seat, and suddenly the street lights glow slowly faded off my face.
The wave was getting closer. "How far away is it?" Lydia asked, the fear evident in her voice. "Maybe 200 feet." Jupiter said calmly. Lydia looked. 150 feet.
The transformation was astounding. From emaciated, sallow shell of a person, to a slightly fuller, rosier one - Quinn looked like a new person. Her hair shone dully, but shone nevertheless.
The strange girl stared up at Lydia. "Let me up there!" she yelled at Lydia, aiming the rusted silver gun at her. Lydia looked down and was shocked to see the girl. Shehasagunshehasagun.
It was obvious that two of them were not supposed to meet. He had been locked in a room in the east wing. Quite a distance from her room, in the west.
The coldness of it is unable to describe. My hands are mixture of blue, orange and blue and my body is numb.
I stumble, walking, running, it could not be sinking, no, I couldn't break in two. I cannot leave my father behind. I will stay on this ship untill I die unless my father leaves with me.
"DO NOT SPEAK BACK TO THE GREAT LORD". The shadow shouted back. Bluebell started to cry. What was the monster going to do to her.
The sky has always been like this since the beginning of our history; endless dark masses of churning cloud, thunderous booms causing quakes around the globe, the scattered brisance of constant...
There once was a planet, So big, round and shiny And compared to it, All of it's people were tiny A funny little race, All hairy and small Descended from apes, And not from there at all Their...
Shot twice, the bullets resting in his right shoulder. Gun in his left hand, running from the game. Being chased by the criminals he once called brothers.
The floorboards creak loudly above my head as I keep on hiding from the strangers who have just recently ruined my life by entering our home unexpectedly.
Denmark was behind her, a thin grey line on an ever-distant horizon. She looked back once and regretted it. That thin grey line held within itself everything she'd known, loved, and recently feared.
Chapter 9 A Starving Situation There's always good times and bad times. The incident with the butterfly was a good time. But not so long after that... There was a bad time. A VERY bad time.
I lay there still, not moving, hardly even breathing. The cold, damp floor made me tingle, but I just had to stay. Winds that whistled surrounded my head, whilst I lay there my heart went numb.
This house had big glass windows as big as doors. there was a sea below or it could of been a valley or a lake, it looked like a storm had hit it hard as there where tree stumps floating on top.
"Attention ladies and gents, you will now be sent on your third test. Please get inside the bubble that will appear in your room. If you do not comply, you will face the consequences.
Risin' up, back on the street. Did my time, took my chances. Went the distance now I'm back on my feet. Just a man and his will to survive. So many times it happens too fast.
I sit by the fire on this road. Charred remains of humanity. Evidence of things gone wrong. I Think. There is nothing left. Only the dying -thoughts Of many innocents. The crying of many babes.
I write this, my friend, in the hope that one day we will meet again. The swimming is better here, easier. The way is down. Swim down. The jellyfish glow like tiny stars.