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"I don't make friends easily. I find it hard to trust. Firstly, I must warn you, that once I let you in, all my secrets I will tell you. Then'll never let you go." She said.
I burned all the letters I wrote to you. They were filled with the words I always wanted to say but could never muster up enough strength to do it. You were far away.
I kiss his forehead. "I love you, Oli", I whisper. I love you more, Louisi-Anne", only Oli calls me by my full name. Everyone else just calls me Louise.
A girl and a boy that met in a highschool soirée ended up as the best of friends.
I look into the stars. I have done this ever since I was little. When you look at the stars you dream, and when you dream your inspired, and when you're inspired. You can create.
It had been tough....a sacrifice time and effort but it was over now it was a new beginning and I made sure I was part of it A stupid challenge her father had out her up to , to go into the woods...
It was approximately 8.30 a.m. on a busy morning when an elderly gentleman in his eighties arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.
I'll be writing a story soon. It's a romance novel about a girl who was lonely, until she made the game winning play by catching a frisbee. (:.
It just turned midnight and the heat from the lovers was more than you could imagine.
I feel unworthy of his love. He is the most selfless, caring, compassionate person I have had the pleasure of meeting. He makes me smile, he makes me laugh, he makes me weak at the knees.
Chapter 2 Sweet. I could smell something sweet. I ignored the smell, well tried, but my nostrils refused, and filled up its empty space with the aroma of apple pie. "It's on the house," Rita says.
I hate it when people mix up the words 'to' and 'too'. Seriously, you only have two differentiate between too words..
Everyone around me seems to be writing stories, shall I. It seems to be what opuss is all about, any ideas guys. X.
"Do you, Sapphire Devereux Horizon, take this man, Jeremy Samuel Franklin, to be your lawful wedded husband?" I look round at our small party.
I'm coming back into focus when Caesar asks him if he has a girlfriend back home. Peeta hesitates, then gives an unconvincing shake of his head. "Handsome lad like you. There must be some special...
"The 10:15 to Australia is now boarding" The notifications seem loud and rough to my ears. I'd been up since four-thirty.
I walk into my house. Slightly dazed by the events of today, I walk to the dining room without taking in anything of my surroundings.I sit down to find a cold pasta sitting at my seat.
A man so deeply in love with one girl thought to much of her he followed her over the rainbow and back again he went with her to a bar and her true side was unveiled she was a raver a hardcore part...
"The purpose of relationships is not to have another complete you. But to have another with whom to share your completeness.".
(Fanfic, but don't need to watch show in order to read it. I don't own Buffy!) "Angel, look." Buffy whispered in a faint voice. Her forehead was still damp with sweat from many hours of birth.
I sat bantering to the blue haired man beside me. My every word monitored by the audience. He asks me if I have girlfriend back at home.
This is me and Elise (eliseeegurl) working on a little story. This is just a quick first chapter and if you have any advice or comments please feal free.
The floor itself was so plain, so boring in fact that even a bull frog (an animal which never sleeps) could quite easily drift off just by looking at it.
I blushed, seconds after colliding with the stranger in front of me. My head drooped as I collected my suitcase from the floor.