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The water felt unbelievably cool and refreshing against my face. I hadn't realised how worked up I'd got talking to Tiffany.
'Drakes Story' "Lights out on two" Drake settled into his bunk for the night and felt under the mattress. He was relieved to feel the cold steel pipe with the sharpened down edges was still there.
The night is young. The street is dark. Here is where. I make my mark. Check my make up. In the glass. My skirt's too short. Just hides my ass. Try to get. A man's attention.
My life is tough. I have 2 brothers. 1 that's 5 years old and 1 that is 7 but acts like a 2 year old because he's autistic. My dad is a police man who risks his life for strangers.
Home. At last. The warm comforting smell of the theatre fills my nose and soothes me, suppressing the growl that's been caught at the back of my throat all day.
#Household Knife called love. We insisted to play silly games with love. Neither of us knew what we were thinking of. You'd threaten, you'd scream and you'd shout.
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Suddenly, as I held on to Danny's hand, I felt an excruciating pain twang in my 'baby belly'.
---Noah's P.O.V--- I got woke up by my alarm clock reading 6:00am. Ugh, another Monday. Here we go. I jumped out of bed and ran my hand through my hair.
I wasn't like all the other girls, when they wanted to be princesses I wanted to be an author. I wasn't like all the other girls.
Urban Legend "I spy with my little eye something beginning with R". Susan said in a bored monotone voice. "O what a tough one, let me take a wild stab in the dark here, is it road?".
Part 3. .•.•.•.•.•.•. The rest of the day went very slowly.
Chapter 41: It had been just under a month and my decision was one I felt proud of making. My hotel room now felt like home, and with my substantial wages, the cost wasn't a problem at all.
15+ (Recommended -I honestly don't care what age you are to read this). Here it is.
Chapter 3: I woke up at the crack of dawn the next Saturday morning.
The next day I woke up grumpily knowing that I would have to face my group of confused friends. I did my usual routine, breakfast, clothes, hair and teeth, bus.
It took ten minutes for the ambulance to arrive. Alex was glad of the time to get Josh out of the house and round to Fiona's. He didn't want him to witness his mummy being taken away.
'It looks like a pile of crap now, but in a few months' time this pile of crap will be home sweet home. Hey, what am I talking about.
It is new collection of my small and easy poems. I will update this collection weekly. Enjoy my friends!!!. ... "Poisonnet" In the last empty maze I left you for lust...
I am writing this in a state of paranoia so...I may not be at my most rational or eloquent. Not that these posts are ever either of those things...but anyway...
first kiss: first rave the music pounding alcohol pouring boundaries passing no one knew me I didn't know them fuck it we're kids I was so inexperienced shaking and melting You came up behind me...
I didn't know what to say. What do you say when you've been lead to believe that your mother was dead all your life then to find that the Queen's sister was your mother. What was there to say.
-NATE- "Just forget about her for the next week, please. I promise it'll all be fine. We just need to clear our heads" I told Tiffany, looking into her stormy and troubled eyes. "I know.
-NATE- "What time did you say Tiffany would be back?" Mollie said, from her position on my bed. "I thought she'd have been home at least 10 minutes ago.