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I was out in the forest all alone, know body by my side,know body near me. Suddenly I heard a boisterous rustling sound coming from all around me. I started to panic, I didn't know what to do.
I recall one enchanted twilight evening, The stars burning bright, The moonlight gleaming.
I was in the car with Big Narstie, and I'm not gonna lie, he was really big. So we parked up somewhere that looked a bit dark and dangerous and he got out the car and knocked on some random blue door.
I awake, but I seem paralysed from it. All my emotions seemed to have turned to stone because of it. I cannot speak, because of, it......
When my head hit my pillow, I was out like a light. My mind was still going through and reliving what had happened earlier that day.
This house had big glass windows as big as doors. there was a sea below or it could of been a valley or a lake, it looked like a storm had hit it hard as there where tree stumps floating on top.
Seph grinned almost evilly. "Wanna bet?" She practically growled in his ear, headbutting the back of his head gently seeing as she couldn't prod it. "Woah, this dream's really realistic.
A soft brush of sweetened lips against your own, the scent of roses not too far away mingled with the saltiest tang from the gently lapping tide of the sea.
**I have to move ** "what do you mean move. Just moving into another street right?"he asked. "No...further" I snuffled. "uh...moving a couple hours away.
There was a grey parrot that grew red feathers one morning because he dreamed of strawberries. Or at least that’s what he thought.
There's a pale girl in front of me. I don't know who she is but for some reason, I recognize her. She's beautiful. Then I wake up. It feels as if I had eaten barb wire. Must have caught a cold.
I gazed out of the forest to see a sight never seen before.
It was terrifying. It was like some kind of primeval fear rooted deep within me that reared up when I heard the sound. I knew straight away what it was - and what it wanted, and I started to run.
'Fear not, for no matter the failures, no matter the severe predicaments, no matter the losses, regardless of the chilling touch of the strong wind and the darkness that surrounds you, you will...
Frank was lying next to his girlfriend Jane, looking deeply in her big blue eyes. She was pretty, even women turn after her when she's walking by.
I was sitting in the kitchen reading when Michael finally crawled out of his pit. I looked at him over the top of my book. His eyes were red and blotchy, like they had been in my dream.
I was watching him, his hands dripping with blood. His blue eyes were red but no tears were falling down. And his light brown hair looked sooty in the dim light. His face was set in a pained manner.
Today I saw a llama Fluffy, brown and white Sitting on the train Sipping on a glass of champagne I asked him "Mr Llama, Where have you been" He answered quite rhetorically "to see things iv never...
My Dream.
Oh how strange. To have a dream of being an Red Indian. I have no idea where THAT popped from, no TV, book or Internet memory of having seen anything that would have triggered it.
Someone, somewhere, had control over my dream. I hadn't done anything out of the ordinary, no cheese before bed. It began with me. Just me, nothing else. Not even oxygen.
When I saw him walking around the corner, carrying two dark duffel bags and wearing digital camouflage, tears brimmed my eyes. He was back. My knight in green armor. He was back home.
In the dark and lonely nights all my thoughts turn towards you, The way you laugh, the way you smile and everything you do.
Melanie lifted the beautiful blue eyed baby from her green and yellow car seat, and swung her upward to see the perfect child's face.