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'Nothing suffocates you more the passing of everyday human events, Isolation is the oxygen mask your making your children breath into to survive.' The song blared out of the stereo at full blast.
"Painting walls is sooooo boring!" I moan, though there is nobody here to hear my plight. I flop back into the fold-up camp seat and admire my handy work...
Costume time Who's which. Flip a dime To see if your the bee. Make up on In disguise For the full moon. Capes are long Flowing in the Winds song. Colorful wigs are worn A scary thing is born.
Finally back. Thanks for all the lovely comments and likes. And here it is... -------------------------------- Twisting the keys, I disappear into the hunger of the night.
A lullaby was playing throughout this vision. I could feel I knew it, but not how I did. It was soft and haunting, at odds with the surrounding scene. The sea was choppy, and pitch black.
(Warning contains one swear word) #halloweenparty #costume What should I wear to the party of the year. Shall I dress to impress, create the maximum fear.
Hey guys, This is my story. My NEW story. It's called MOONLIGHT DARKNESS. I really hope you enjoy it. I'm going to tag everyone who read my last story.
There was a teenage girl named Annie. She was a normal girl just like any other, except for when the “thing” happened.
"Oh Phillip. They're gorgeous, where did you get them!" "All the way from Paris darling, made from the finest French silk." He said, kissing her tenderly down her neck.
They were coming. They had to be. The city once so free now suddenly felt like a cage. Every turn leading to a dead end, every square a trap.
Delilah P.O.V. I had lost all sense of time, it could've been five minutes I've been sat here, ten, twenty or just two.
I was once was a man A lot like you I worked day and night I slept not a wink But I've got a story It needs to be told With a moral, a lesson A warning Don't ever get friendly With a man on a...
"Someone get the lights!" A voice called out in the dark There was the muffled noise of chairs moving then footsteps, and the sound of quiet sobbing.
A very short, short story. You become very self reliant living in the countryside as I've found out since I moved here. Well I say 'moved' let's just say it was necessary.
Sometimes, I wonder. I wonder about the world outside. And What It's Like.
Blond and quiet, but not so shy, She winked at me with a big blue eye. Long limbs, sublime, Legs wrapped in leather, So sleek, yet like the stormy weather.
Five people in two years have been found murdered on the side of the B10 dual carriage way to Cheshum.
They always thought I was a tad strange They missed the part, mad and deranged My elusive sane self has something to confide I've pickled some of my fave fellas in formaldehyde They really are...
The cold wind blew as I stepped out into the street The warmth of my home slowly drifting away like a distant memory Where am I heading you may wonder work ,shop,school run .
"Meet Dr. Julian Jasper" One Year Later... Slowly the door opened with a faint click... "Tressa?" Daniel whispered paranoid.
By Gemma Doyle. When a lot of the people of the city were tested and cleared Scully saw one more man on the list that hadn't been tested: Edward Funsch. She went and told Mulder that Mr.
By Gemma Doyle. One night Mulder went to an orchard. While doing this he heard a noise. It was a crop duster. Mulder started running for cover but was sprayed and fainted.
The midnight moon shone on the house, There was not a sound, not even a mouse, It creaked, it cranked as the wind blew, There were footsteps behind, was it me. Was it you.
"Are you okay, Freya?" Aurora asked. "Don't you remember. Reswart broke the spell years ago" She looked concerned, worried. I shook my head.