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...bzzz... ...crackle... is this thing even working. ...bzzz... ok think that's got it. Hunter, ident no. LL101. Can't be long, haven't got a proper fix on the others yet.
There once was a family of five. Three children and two parents, who loved their kids with all their hearts. This family lived in a nice home in a quaint little town called Bakerston.
I get told that I have "good" hair because of its texture and length etc... Now I think I'm supposed to gush pleasure at these compliments but to be honest it kind of annoys me.
Chapter 40: The air was bright and woke me from my hazy sleep. I automatically made my way to the phone, desperate to speak to my mum.
-Josh- The phone rang loudly, I couldn't get up, I had fucking lost it, badly. The guys tried to help me but no one knew how much Daisy meant to me.
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.
Youre back for more. Okay. Where was I. Oh yes, the Solstice Dance.. -- Matt's friends were all patting his back, whooping anf hollering while I stood speechless.
Morris stood there. Frozen to the spot with both shock and horror. Her brain was struggling to cope.
If we don't kill ourselves we'll be the leaders of a messed-up generation If we don't kid ourselves will they believe us if we tell them the reasons why Do we take it too far, take it too far.
She was gone, it was all I could think, even though I only held her for five minutes I loved her every tiny bit of her. What were they doing with her.
Chapter 4 - Indy Syrian's bar was only a little place on the 'rough' end of town. The main bar bit was a medium sized room at the front but that's not where we went.
It started when I was 17. It was a normal day. I had parents, they were loving and quite odd. My parents loved animals, I guess that's where I got my love from.
They say when life gives you lemons Make lemonade instead, But I'm no magician I need more ingredients, been misled.
It's my own fault, I'm too weak to leave. No fucking self confidence, just no self belief. I'm insulted here every day, after almost eight years, why do I still stay.
Here we go. The next chapter. Check out @JazzCav 's side too. The fox leapt onto me an started to tear away at my skin and clothing. To think a fox could be so vicious. Then the fox is lifted off me.
How could I of never noticed this treehouse. Sure, it was high up, and well camouflaged by the leaves, but I knew this forest more than anything in my life. Well, that just proved me wrong.
Chapter 12 Dinner "It's this one," Leon told me, pointing to a fancy looking restaurant. Luckily, I'd taken an extra £10 from my purse, it looked like I'd need it.
Part 4 People scream and scatter in different directions while the guns fire. Somebody drags me away and I scream trying get out of their grasp.
I let myself drift in and out of a light sleep, but I was always aware.
When we are really happy, what really are we. When we are broken, what are we. When we can’t stand up once more, what are we. We are human. We are human and human is all we will ever be.
Morris woke up. Her eyes taking a little time to adjust to the light. The room was large. The walls and floor seemed to be made from aluminium. The lights from the ceiling reflecting on every surface.
He's may not be as smart as most and at times he gets under my skin but little does he know how much I love him.
#augustwriteaday #abandoned The road was little more than a country lane, potholed and with no footpath.
The winners in no particular order is..... Carrots do not grow on trees. Germany is not called Germany in German. Vampires are cool because they are. No arguments accepted. They are the bestest ever.