Shielded
---Part 3. Sorry its taken so long... I've been studying for an English exam that I have in two weeks.
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---Part 3. Sorry its taken so long... I've been studying for an English exam that I have in two weeks.
They pushed me against the wall and shoved their dirty hands into my pockets, to reveal nothing but a wallet with no credit cards and $10 in it.
I'm coming back into focus when Caesar asks him if he has a girlfriend back home. Peeta hesitates, then gives an unconvincing shake of his head. "Handsome lad like you. There must be some special...
I sat bantering to the blue haired man beside me. My every word monitored by the audience. He asks me if I have girlfriend back at home.
(my first story, so please tell me if it's good or not) I don't know why it happened to me, I don't know what I did to deserve this. But, what I do know is that it should never of happened.
I pulled my cotton tunic on, and wrapped my feet tightly in leather...
I lay in the sand, eyes shut. The sun beamed bursts of colour everywhere as little droplets of rain fell on to the sand and my face. Luckily this made my tears camouflaged.
At first it was just a flicker. Bad feeling. Something was not right. She tried to ignore it, and focus on the text she was typing. It didn't work. It gradually got stronger.
He put me in a gloomy small room. I thought I would stay for a very long time there. After a monent I was really bored and hungry. I looked at the clock, watching every second pass.
"Come on then Lily. We're in town now and I can treat you like one of them posh people from that road. " Jake told me linking his arm into mine .
************************************ Today, I will be telling you about the book Hunger Games. It is my favourite book in the world.
So I know life is get hard for some or even for most but imagine when your born already into a household where your dad has beaten your mum to a pulp and she ran to hide for a year fearing he would...
--- Part 2. Again, comment as to whether I should continue, and any criticism is welcomed.--- Autumn stepped out from her hiding place and smoothed down the too-big jacket she wore.
A hunter gestures in agreement to his colleague’s suggestion of coconut water. They are dark bodied; sinewy and strong and flexible like the roots of the tree they attend.
I shake my foot away from the loose grasp of the net and run, run for my life and more. I don't stop until im downtown, lost in the croud they will never find me.
The world had changed; gone were the governments, the law enforcers and the righteous. Only the strong survived. Civilisations were a thing of the past, memories of a more stabilised time.
In her head she's screaming for help. Her cold hands grasp through the frigid night air, trying to find anything to help her support herself.
I.Prologue Charlotte. Demons everywhere all around me, and the body's, oh it was worse than any hell I could imagine.
This is just me writing a little story. If you personally like it and would like me to continue onto a new chapter let me know.
--- Another start of a short story. Comment as to whether you would like me to continue it.
Written with my younger brother x --------------------------------- One day I woke up on a island in the middle of nowhere. I spotted a tree near by and chopped the trunk up with my bare hands.
The darker it became outside, the more restless Ivy became. No one in the Compound liked the dark, so at 5pm prompt, the lights would gain full power and brighten every nook and cranny.
In the history of stupid decisions I've made, walking the two and a half miles to my friend's house at 1 a.m. with no cell phone because the car wasn't working...well, that probably takes the cake.
Oh how strange. To have a dream of being an Red Indian. I have no idea where THAT popped from, no TV, book or Internet memory of having seen anything that would have triggered it.