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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.
Really hitting them out of the ball park now... -NATE- "Tiffany?" I asked as I pushed through the door into her room. "She's fine. Don't worry" Milly said to me, looking at me with slight disgust.
To see the world from your eyes part II : Dear crappy computer Dear crappy computer, Today was officially the worst day ever in the history of worst days.
*** Everyone, I can't take credit for this gorgeous piece. It was written by my good friend and I loved it so much I just had to share it. *** Just his little puppet, I am bound by tangled strings.
Truth Hurts Part 7 I leaned forward, parting my lips slightly and so did he. Then our lips touched, connecting with each other. It was wonderful. He pulled me closer, and I willingly came to him.
Arnia clucked her tongue at me. "Yes?" A voice snapped from behind me. "What has she done this time. She can't do anything right in your eyes, can she?" I rolled my eyes.
I wanted it to have a good length to it. I've got a chest infection so writing this was especially hard - hope its not too terrible.
"If I was your mate, would you care?" Scruff replied after a minute of silence. "No" I replied, truthfully. Maybe I was hoping he was but wasn't that a little weird.
Chapter 31: I tugged the cover away from the mirror, allowing Jasmine time to turn around as we both admired her reflection.
15+ (Recommended -I honestly don't care what age you are to read this). Here it is.
The next Order meeting I saw that Dumbledore had taken my advice and there were the two 7th year prefects from each house (except Slytherin).
~Ok I've done loads tonight do this is the last one for today. ~ I sat at the lagoon for ages thinking of what I had just done and on my birthday as well.
I've heard it's happening again. Again. I heard they escaped, or got let out, whatever it is, I don't care. Just one question is going through my mind ... How will we survive this again.
#projecthumanity TAKEN FROM: www.robinhoodtax.org.uk WHAT CAN THE ROBIN HOOD TAX ACHIEVE.
Johnny, Hey homeslice. How are you. Hot. Sick of curry yet. Today I have mostly been writing, I do love it, I wish I could make it my career.
It was ten years since I had been banished from Heaven, Lucifer had treated me kindly, he was happy that Angels were becoming more like him.
Chapter 8 Break Surprisingly, I was first to arrive at school today, I was usually one of the last. It was depressing, walking round on my own, kicking pebbles, with no laughter or fun.
"come on sweetie" said mum "you'll be late other wise" she said pushing me into our (amazing) car "gezz mum, I'm fifteen now, i can walk to school" I moaned "hmm I know, my baby girls growing up"...
Strong language ... Or light swearing depending on how you see it.
Adam sat staring at the phone, I sensed he needed to be alone, so i crept silently into the bathroom. I stood quietly waiting for the sound of him moving.
There are four of us in that photo frame, Four of us smiling out At a world we cannot see, Yet we smile past those doubts.
Women have been the backbone of most wars So I stand strong when I fight among the men I've seen my share of death so I'd say I know the score And I know I'll see it all over again This uniform...
It had been a long day. Lucy had been at university since 9am, and it was getting close to 9pm now. She was nearly always the last one to leave the campus library.
So my first week of the dreaded return to work is almost over.