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One swear word... ----------------------- The streets were empty. We were alert but they were still empty. The zombies hadn't reached us yet.
CHAPTER 1 Dad I choked and spluttered as clouds of smoke filled my mouth and slid down my throat. My dad held my hand and took me outside the house, stroking my hair.
Life goes on, the truth changes. What was once true is often no longer true later - Brad Blanton. I did'nt really understand that quote until I read it a second time and then it made perfect sense.
"I came alone, does that mean I'll be able to go early?" She teased. He smiled. "It doesn't quite work like that..." He let his voice trail off as he looked at a spot in the sky behind her head.
Not quite sure whether this is any good, but I had an idea and had to put it onto paper.
The suns very powerful rays beamed through the trees and leaves, still dificult to see the sky but the sun relentlessly shone through, all the glows of the different greens from all the surrounding...
Warning!. Offensive material towards the Queen and royal family, swear words have been used.
Started writing again, got a bit bored with it so there's a gap of around 6 months, and it's now all written in the third person.
-TIFFANY- The rest of the trip went like a blur: a blur of sea, sand, scuba diving and suntans.
I awoke with a start, page stuck to my face. Heavy eyes threatening to close the world from me, with an effort I stood; shovelling books into my arms half-heartedly.
*Warning - Not for the sensitive. * He had spent too long in the wild, unaccustomed now how to speak. Lost in the forest since he was a child, no longer a man but a freak.
Peter and Sarah had ringside seats watching Ryan and Lynsey sing 'I think we're alone now' on the karaoke; badly.
That night we had a huge party on the beach, Ian bought one of his mates with him who was a DJ so we had a good selection of music.
James Potter. Head Boy. He wasn't even a prefect. And that meant- oh god, I had to share a dormitory with him. Just him. Just great.
I was in the hospital laying down with my babies. Yes, I said babies. I had twins. A boy and a girl. Alexia Elisabeth Mcarthy & Andrew James Mcarthy.
I started to try to contact some of my old friends. Only 5 I could get hold of though. My best friend Mari was going to come round at lunch time and help me organise my wedding.
I smiled as I saw Amelie racing across the garden, closely followed by Lucy's little girl, Olivia. Adam looked across at me, gazing at me lovingly and gently squeezing my hand.
So this is the last one. I swear. It's the last online dating blog about Marek and the last online dating blog forever since my experience with online dating is something I don't care to continue.
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.
Here I am, sitting on the sofa with the most beautiful girl in the world, open fire lit and the room toasty warm.
Chapter 19 “Baby. Wake up” My eyes flickered open. I must have fallen asleep. Why was I in bed. Why did Sam have his shirt off. Where was I. “How long have I been asleep?” I asked.
I sat on the bed. And stared. At the wall. At the ceiling. At the floor. Behind me, my tail moved, twitching, thumping against the ground. I lifted a hand to my face and nibbled a fingernail. Bored.
15+ (Recommended -I honestly don't care what age you are to read this). Here it is.
I was now 8 months pregnant and I was gigantic. I gained a lot more. I'm now 126 pounds. It was crazy. I lay in bed and just thought.