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I sit, all the time. It should get painful but I can't feel a thing. Can you. I don't expect so. I think you sit, too. I can't see your legs very well anymore since she moved you.
Someone once asked me, What would you do, If the world was ending. And my first thought was of you. My heart started pounding and my mind ran away, To that desolate future where I find you one day.
I had been dubious about The Hunger Games as a film since I first heard of the project, and I don’t entirely know why.
Chapter Seventeen. >> Scott << Oh poo. What the hell was I supposed to do now. Call for help. No phone. "Fu**.
Walked through the valley of shadow and death, Grab by the necked and choked to death, Only there was left there spirits, Blood all over the fucking floor she cried as they tortured her some...
I run through the woods as fast as I can. An enormous, hidious beast is chasing me. I don't dare look back as I hear it barking with furry and the loud pounds of it's feet hitting the ground.
Sorry if its a bit long!. Just felt right to end it all now, on the 7th part. Hope you have enjoyed this series and please feel free to leave feedback :) many thanks.
I begin to sprint in the other direction filled with instict. I collapse near a nearby tree and start to dig. Not sure why, but i dig i knew i had to make some progress and digging just came to mind.
The wiry one they called Flint had returned and he was careless.
The raft was breaking. Just the two of us, on opposite corners, rocking gently, drifting.
The hunger games is a film I have waited to see with the past year and an a half due to the exhilarating teaser trailer, and I was not a die hard reader of the books also.
When your number is called, you should make your way down to the nearest disappear house. Well, we call it the disappear house, it's formally known as the "centre of honour".
A small child, young, naive, she dreams and she hopes Her parents will protect , but she barely copes As Dad gets drunk and angry, he'll be violent once more He comes home late, drives the car...
We were out matched, two against four, the odds were against us. But we still held our ground. At this point nothing mattered except getting out of this fight alive.
It was terrifying. It was like some kind of primeval fear rooted deep within me that reared up when I heard the sound. I knew straight away what it was - and what it wanted, and I started to run.
Spider hurt, the pain was the first thing she was aware of, it shuddered through her body, made her twist and clench.
It was winter in the wasteland, and the blood had stained the snow. Bodies frozen into statue, in the 33 below. He was a Roman Legionary, his discipline ingrained.
(Please read the beginning to understand the story, thanks.) When we got home mum didn't know what to do with herself.
1. Attacken Jag rusade in när jag såg den, den var stor och hade mörkt rödbruna fjäll - draken. Vakterna försökte döda draken med sina pilar, utan minsta framgång.
I was about to pass out, when I heard a scream full of fear closely followed by the howl of a wolf: it sounded as though it was about to attack. The sounds gave me strength to carry on.
I'm walking across a serene beach. I look up to the sky above. I see a star fall out of the sky, trailing a whit hot cut across the patchwork of the deep purple night.
At night I wind down and pull my head off. Then I put my head in a box where I keep my special things.
There was snow falling all around. Whitening everything for as for as you could see. I looked over to the window toward my mum.
The crystal clear elixir of life and death tailed me down the corridor. Every second I took quick glances behind me. No matter how fast I ran it was still there.