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A girl is glaring at her closed bedroom door like she's hoping it'll burst into flames. "It's not fair," she thinks, fingers curling into fists.
We all sat there, our backs facing the sun and sea. The air echoes with our pasts. It plays out the present. And sees the future.
Chapter 1 - Part 3 The tray looked like mothers day. Dad had clipped a red rose from the garden and placed it in the narrow vase for her.
#household Here's an age old recipe you may or may not know Not always very healthy but it may just help you grow Take a new born child and marinate with care Careful not to overcook, just be sure...
I never knew that an email could go so wrong. It was a normal Saturday night. Just eaten a large pile of pizza, and was on Facebook. As I logged in, I noticed that my friend Tabithia was online.
A weird sensation pulled me out of unconsciousness.
Inspired by @Fly10 post titled "Dark Water" Warning. It's a tough, emotional read.
"Sundog" As I ran to my beloved, The names of the gods fell from my mind - Yet he is so nimble. So glowing with pride.
Chapter 1. *^*^*^*^*^*^*^* (Trying to reach about 2000 words each chapter by the way!) I woke with a jolt from a sleep I never meant to have.
Johnny, Hi. I know I didn't write all weekend; I'm sorry but I was out, actually doing things, and I know you won't mind. You probably think the writing a letter every day is a bit mental anyway.
Johnny, Hey homeslice. How are you. Hot. Sick of curry yet. Today I have mostly been writing, I do love it, I wish I could make it my career.
It had been a long day. Lucy had been at university since 9am, and it was getting close to 9pm now. She was nearly always the last one to leave the campus library.
Thank you all for your support and suggestions as I'm writing this. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
So my first week of the dreaded return to work is almost over.
@LittleKitten I love noodles, coffee, tea, lemons, chess, reading, writing, cooking, photography, animals, snow, Hallowe'en, darkness and aeroplanes.
I have a little angel that's sits upon my right, The devil on my left also sits quite tight.
Chapter 1. Believe Me. "How do you find the defendant?" The judge asked the jurors. "Guilty." The verdict was expected. We had all seen the evidence. I turned to watch Crystal in the dock.
I wake up to the sounds of morning. The birds chirping, apples falling from trees, and the sun reflecting off the vibrantly colored autumn leaves.
A bit.......... Eeeeeeehhhhhh.....
Stand under a tree, Look at the stars.. What each of us see, Is it what we need. Will we find it. Will we wake up. Will we look beyond the strings. That tie this world Tell it what to do.
*bad language. *bad morals. This is a blog...I'm going to blog now. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. I’m seldom awoken by the birds singing at my window, and today was no...
Lucas and I had been walking a while before he stopped walking and turned to face me. I stood a little away from him, watching him carefully.
Another new story :) I hope u enjoy :D oh btw this is nicer than my last it's not depressing.
'Run away with me.' he asked, staring down at me with his deep brown eyes, as the light faded with the setting sun. 'Of course.' I replied instantly.