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#nightdwellers. Where the lightning was made. He'd heard of such a place. His journey had been long. Effort etched upon his face. He'd grown sick within himself. And too accustomed to the pain.
Greg was sat at dirty bar, in a dirty part of town. He thought it very apt, as he was only after the most dirtiest of women.
Lucy sat in the basement that had become her holding cell. She ached. All over. The past twenty four hours had been horrific. Now sat on the cold concrete, nude and tied to the beams above. She cried.
#100things Here goes...
The music was loud; the bass made the floor quake. There was little to no lighting and everyone seemed to be on some drug or drinking some alcoholic beverage.
Chapter three "Ammy. I see you escaped the harvest!" Greyman's joy was clear on his face. "And I see you did too Grey, which is just as well...
When babies are born they are born without religion. There is no God to them, they are atheist.
26. Coffee, tea, hot chocolate. 27. Starbucks. Oh my gosh. Their cakepops (HEAVEN), their mochas, their frappucinos... 28. My music.
"What do you mean save him?" I asked. "I'll tell you later" Scruff said, watching Fang intently.
Johnny, So loser, how's things. It seems like ages since we spoke, when it reality it was just a few days.
"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.
me and my close mate jake wrote this together, taking it paragraph by paragraph. he started so you should tell which bits were mine and which we're his.
I cried. Like a baby. Like the biggest, girliest baby when I wrote this. <3 Texas Girl *Justin's POV* "Drew, Drew" I whispered softly into her ear as she lie deathly still in the double bed.
Someone dear had a dream Where life isn't there anymore. Where I die, but still live on, I'm no more, but I still Kik her. So she was afraid, Didn't want me to die. But I knew, I told her.
Sorry for self inclusion on this one- but I've always wanted to be in a fairytale...& this is probably my only chance.
Yep, double whammy. Remember to read Jack's at @JazzCav . We arrived at the campsite. Although the animals were giving me the creeps with that blank stare. It's like a horror movie or something.
#100things 51. Finding subliminal messages in cartoons 52. Admiring the color red (such a lovely color!) 53. Read/ make up stories to my little cousins 54. Having afternoon tea 55.
#nightdwellers The auditorium was filled and buzzing Bets placed in hopeful anticipation All the stars of fame where seated Ringside families hoped theirs don't get beaten Finally the time had now...
"stop, Rich." I say, pushing him away. "This needs to stop. I cant cheat on Jonah... I just cant." Rich looked like he was going to cry. "Leia," he croaked.
Adam and I went upstairs had a shower and got dressed for breakfast. We went over and sat with Lucy and Tom, they were already half way through their breakfast.
sometimes life, can just get you down. and push your fuckin' face into the cold dark ground. but what separates us from the others is one thing. having love and respect, now that's a strong thing.
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it "Chops" because that was the name of his dog And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a...
Hope you guys like it :) @Jesusfreak7 @LittleKitten @UnionJg @Tweedledee @Petitpois22 @HeatherAnne @deadmanchaos Chapter 15. Josh's POV.
Part THREE. /*\_/*\_/* Josh came and met me on the train, the hard seats forcing my back into an unwanted position. "Can you tell me where we're going now?" I practically pleaded...