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I was so tired. I haven't slept in days because every night the guy came into my house and destroyed it. My parents were coming home in a week. Where did the time go. My life was bitter. I sighed.
Slowly they swim through the night blue water. Luring sailors to there death kiss with their natural beauty, sea sirens drown them as they become their true forms.
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Intro: This is draft of a story I'm currently working on. Please dont mind typos and gramatic errors.
Help. That's what the word said. It was no coincidence. I had looked into the window, just curious, as it is in my nature. I saw the word.
12. It has always been my unlucky number. I'm a great soccer player, really I am, but when my number was twelve, I was awful. Missed every goal, overshot every pass, just plain horrible.
"What. Why?" The tattoo artist asked, her short black hair whipping by her head as she tried to get a good look at the girl.
I remember my favourite picture, A rectangle, all in white. I pinned it to my white garden fence, Hidden in plain sight. I left it there for all to see, Yet many passed it by.
Yeah, I know I used to be that girl who wasn't afraid of anything, but now here I am admitting that I'm scared to death.
There staring back at me was a skull. I didn't think I would ever see it again. It was haunting me. It knew who I was, it was like the person was still alive. Why me. I can't believe I agreed to help.
I ran in to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Sure enough there staring back at me was a girl, hardly noticeable as myself, with little droplets of blood all over her face.
Delilah P.O.V. They dragged me down a long, windowless corridor, the walls changed from the grey concrete to pure white tiles as we passed through a pair of doors.
Hello everyone, I haven't used Opuss for a long time but that was because the stuff I was putting on here was silly.
"Alice!" "Annie!" Annie ran in to the room and gave me a big hug. We hadn't seen each other for more then a two weeks now.
Year 1912 It was a very quiet night near the dark woods. Too quiet. This did not stop Brad and his brother Jon to sneak out of their house that night to go into the dark woods.
Enjoy Guys. I ride to make it a little longer, I don't know if it is though. Hopefully...
CHAPTER TWO -it's shorter than the other one but it's the second part please comment what you think. Hope you enjoy!- "Come in." I coughed weakly.
Puff... Puff... Puff... goes the pipe... smoke coming out of the wooden instrument. "Sir, what should I do with your files?" asked a slick tall, black haired man.
Sorry, Internet is broken in my camp, this is the first time I've had it. So sorry.
CHAPTER 1 ~this is my new story. I hope you like it. It's quite long~ The old church entered my sight. I quickened my step, afraid of capturing its unwanted gloominess.
I have decided to write a story. This is the first chapter. Please comment and let me know whether you like it and should I carry on. Oh and I haven't thought of a name sorry.
Pick a card, Any card, hold it in the light. Put it back in the pile, Let's see if I'm right. Pick up the pile, Give the cards a rub. It could be a diamond... It's definitely not a club.
One day, an old man named John Reeve woke up with a terrible pain in his gut. He had never, in his seventy-nine years of life, experienced anything like it.
Hey. Here's chapter 3, I hope some more people will notice this story. Please read. Or give some feedback. Thank you, and enjoy. Chapter 3 I don't know what happened last night.