They Were Tears Of Joy -
Yesterday was my brothers 23rd birthday.
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Yesterday was my brothers 23rd birthday.
I'm standing in a queue Stretching out in front of me She wants a skinny latte I only want some tea Been here for an age And I've only moved an inch From his charm offensive The barista doesn't...
We followed Scarlip out of the stable and back into the room we had been in before. We went up the stairs and through the door at the top. It was a large room, with thrones at the end.
-NATE- We deliberated what to do with Victoria for a good hour or so; ideas flew around the place, but none seemed to work with what we required.
When the end is getting closer and the earth will meet the sky. Now you repent because you realise that you're about to die. When cracks start to appear in the ground and it crumbles away.
WARNING: Swearing. So uh, yeah. Swaggie. WARNING WARNING: This part could possibly blow your mind. *Justin's POV* I stayed awake while Drew slept. She was making no sense.
In an attic room, high above the bustling streets of the Unknown City, a single, naked, light bulb hangs limply from the ceiling over a large wooden desk.
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-NATE- "So, tell me everything that's going on. And don't skip anything out" I said, stepping into Charlie's house.
Have you ever wondered, what would our world be without our imaginations.
Chapter 19: I hadn't spoken to Cindy or Jasmine in weeks and knew my best friend's time in Britain was coming to an end.
Sam stared at me as I went back to my normal human figure, I quickly put my clothes back on not that he would care..... "you...
I found out today That my father has more to my past I was only 10 months old When he abandoned us My oldest sister was 11 She hated him for breaking her trust My other was 5 or 6 And she had a real...
Oh my god. I was paralysed. I couldn't move anything. There were sharp pains from my wrists and up my arms. The same searing pain was going up my legs from my ankles. Was I dead.
So the hardest bit. Saturday night 11pm I go into labour, I stop my blood clot injections straight away. No more till I've had the baby now, I can haemorrhage if I continue with them.
#youngwritershousehold Sorry it's been a while and it's quite short. Chapter 13 QUICK GETAWAY: *tap tap, tap tap* I heard that sound against my window at 2:00 in the morning.
I find myself here again, in this lonely place. Wandering around, my head hanging down, my life looking like a disgrace. Morose to the point, that I’m boring myself. I just want to sleep all day long.
She woke up in the morning, to find an empty pillow where he laid. Went down and drank a coffee, then finished off the other one she'd made.
I had finally broken up with Jessica. The breakup liberated my feelings of neglect due to her disinterest in “coming out.” The truth was, I was tired of sneaking around. I was tired of the games.
Part 8 •••••••••• (It's short but snappy!) It had been 3 days since Zaya left us. I was in pieces. We had already buried her.
"I'm home" Tiffany called, her arms full to the brim of post from their mail box. "Hello?" she called again after there was no reply.
"How... How did this..?" she said, slumping into the bed with the baby still in her arms. "I don't know. Look, I don't know if it's actually.. You know..
I first noticed you when I served you some wine You had a beautiful smile, so very divine You must have moved to the area recently As into the shop you kept coming to see me As the weeks went on, you...
-TIFFANY- I rolled over and tumbled onto the floor, realising as soon as I hit the wooden floor that I wasn't on the same side of the bed I normally sleep on.