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8:57 am. my dad and his girlfriend outside baking. wind chimes heard. my family is baking. perfect little life. I'm trapped in my bed. shaking. I thought it was a dream. but I woke up and saw it.
This is a story I wrote ages ago. Its really long but.... Chapter 1.I would hate to live in a big house, with winding stairs and massive bedrooms, therefore it would be good for playing hide and seek.
Like if you want to see more. I remember it like it was yesterday. The endless sea, swaying to and fro. The stench of rotten fish. The sound of seagulls drifting in the air.
So here it is, that I am now standing in a darkened room, facing the full horror of what I had become; what I had to do.
Rated R - A little steamy and contains swearing :) The bass thumped from the walls to the floor as the crowd moved to the rhythm of the beat.
Chapter 34: We sat there jogging our pens up and down. Both Matt and I decided to start our plans for the big day, although both found it difficult.
I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and ready to face the day. I slipped out of the warmth of my bed and wrapped myself up in my dressing gown.
Part 5 *92yrs later* "A happy family. Our family had increased now, I was married to Emmet - best wedding ever.
A true story of battery hens. It seemed light years from my upbringing in the shadow of London's Dockland, with our arbour less streets and little back yards of concrete and corrugated iron.
Well, today was to be my first day at yet another new school.
Part 2 *•*•*•*•* "Imogen, we shouldn't be doing this." complains Harry, "It'll be fine. No one notices I'm gone." I say truthfully, no one notices I'm there or not.
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.
Yūrei Pt.1 Ch.2 Chrome Everything seems to be almost glowing, a pale, silver-blue light that fills the entire airport. Crowds of people rush past me as they glance up at the digital screens above.
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...
So you want to know all about me. I've been locked up since my life began. I am an Illegal, an outcast. I am Gemi VanNatta, age 16, born on April 8th, 3062, seven minutes after my older sister, Alana.
Once upon a time........no. All stories start with that and they all end with HAPPILY EVER AFTER, not this one.
Nothing was more daunting than the first day at a new college. It was about a thousand times worse in the middle of the term.
(Not exactly serious neither) The battlefield is red and hell, A mess of broken lives and limbs Dismembered demons growl their hymns But aching, tired we live to tell.
Anderson had gone home. It had been a long couple of days. He had managed five hours sleep, and had started to feel a little more human.
I ran after Lampton, I had been stupid, and I had to run after him. Whoever this girl was, of course I wanted to know, but she wasn't going to get between me and Lampton.
I'm sorry I haven't written much recently but here is a nice long chapter to make up for my rubbishness. Hope you like it. I stepped inside and felt like I'd never breathe again. In a good way.
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.
The ABC of my Opuss family: A is for @Ashhkat who is ever so bubbly. B is for @Bunts who is a laugh and @Bryanrobertheap who is my hubby.
He lay upon the leather couch Apprehensive but stretched out She began to speak softly Reassuring him kindly He began to drift off Into a deep sleep he felt the warmth As he began to recall his...