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The first thing I saw…was nothing. There was no sign that a man had been there. The gym was completely silent that you could hear a pin drop. Everything was the same as it usually was.
I went back to my locker, then to social studies. Because of the confusion of the test, I forgot to pinch myself once and a while and my eyes started to droop. Without noticing, they finally closed.
New part to Project 12/21. If u just started following me u might want to read the other parts first This was just getting crazier and crazier.
I woke to the sound of explosions. That didn't happen a lot. I looked up. Where the hell was the roof. I called out, but no one heard me.
I guess he's gone,. Nothing much to do,. My brain seems to have memorized his features,. His perfectness is nothing new,. That perfect smile,. That dimple grin,. Showed love and compassion,.
He was standing on the other side of my door, and I just stood there, staring at him in shock. I reluctantly let him in upon his request.
John made his way down the corridor until he reached the apartment. He reread the ad just to make sure he was at the right place; Mr Sherlock Homes, apartment 221b Baker Street.
So this is a mini story for my main story Project 12/21 It happened when I was eight. I had no idea then, but slowly figured out as I grew older. The one thing that completely changed my life.
T'was billing and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe all mimsy were the borogoves and the momeraths outgrabe "Beware the Jabberwock my son. the jaws that bite, the claws that catch.
Nothing wakes me from this nightmare,. I'm always alerted, always aware,. Yet my emotions keep me from reality,. My emotions rid me of mortality,. I shoot the arrows and grant the gift,.
I can't stand for much. My life isn't something worth talking about, because if I do, there is no life left to live. I think I can only believe in the unbelievable. It makes more sense.
This is the first story I have ever write in my life, it might sound babyish but I want to know if its good for a 4 year old A girl had 3 barbies who had red dresses and blonde hair and they could...
Darkness. All around me was darkness. Darkness so pure it was like being sucked into a black hole. The only noise was the quick in and out of my breath as I waited, waiting for my fate.
The room was quiet. Nothing could be heard except the occasional swish of the wind blowing on the old curtain. The building was broken and beaten.
By Gemma Doyle You never can tell if parents notice or are listening Kid: I'm going to become a terrorist and blow up stuff. Parents: mmmhmm Kid: When I grow up I'll cause pain to all.
So now Jonny and Matthew are in the plane worried if anyone will find them. They walk out of the plane very sad.
So now Jonny and Matthew are out exploring in the woods. They were walking for very long but they didn't see anything interesting. Nothing but trees hundreds thousands of them.
Wake up mom said go I can't let Derick be mean to you like he is to me . I packed your suitcase it has seven hundred dollars in it only spend it on food and shelter..
Not my first post....but I like Opuss. Unfortunately, it doesn't have a desktop site..
The sun was high up, shining brightly across the blue unsettling ground. The sunlight would occasionally give the pretence of sapphires and diamonds as it flowed across the ocean.
I woke up the next morning and quickly got ready so it wouldn’t be such a close call to if I missed my bus or not.
Just then, the bell rang so we could all go to next class. I was the first to run out of the locker rooms and didn’t talk to anyone, not even Emmie, on the way out.
The next day, I woke up to find that it was only 6:10 and I had to go to school. I really did hate Mondays. “Ugh, can’t I just stay home all day?” I said to no one in particular.
Project 12/21 Prologue Thirteen years ago, seven babies were delivered on the doorsteps of seven different families in seven different corners of the United States by a man in a black trench coat.