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By Gemma Doyle. Who am I and what do I do. I like to go watch movies with my friends or hang out with them. I love watching movies and listening to music.
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By Gemma Doyle. Who am I and what do I do. I like to go watch movies with my friends or hang out with them. I love watching movies and listening to music.
As I walked down the street, I overtook an old man walking very slowly. He had the ability to walk faster, but chose not to. It made me realise something.
By Gemma Doyle. Edward Funsch had no idea what was wrong with him.
By Gemma Doyle. Just so you know readers i edited the "Blood" stories so they are much better now and go along more with the story.
My eyes flicker open. It's morning. I look up and see those green eyes staring back at me. Finnick stayed here with me all night. He is sat up with my head in his lap, finishing my net.
I jump in, splashing him. As I lift my head out of the water, he cups his hands and splashes me back, right in the face.
My mum. Got. Me. A babysitter. I'm 15 years old I don't need a babysitter. So this girl came over. Her names Claire, she's pretty nice looking.
@alwilmotxx im fed up of saying the same thing over and over in the comments so im saying it here. Give him time, space and a little room to think about how hes meant to react. Its nornal. DONT...
I hadn't eaten much, I was too busy thinking.
I'm sat at the kitchen table, vigourously whisking some lumpy chocolate. A few minutes later, the mixture is velvety smooth, and I simply cannot wait to try some of it.
"Never apologise for who you are." - Year 11 leavers 2012.
Harvey Nicks was as busy as I had anticipated. Lots of ladies looking out for the best designer bargin they could find. Sales shopping here doesn’t involve any unkempt sales racks, raking or...
I made some changes to chapter 1. Carly's 21 now. Harriet's 20 now. And Rosie's 17. Sorry. •Chapter 3• I ran with the boy to the hotel.... In the morning, I learnt he was called Cesil.
I rummaged in the debris of my display cabinet until I finally found what I was looking for; an ancient, huge tome, the title 'Bestiarum Daemn' imprinted in faded gold leaf on the cover.
#Description @ren360 A tall sturdy figure. Matted muddy brown fur that stuck together with sweat and blood. Sharp teeth that dripped with blood from the latest victim.
~Prologue~ The old stairs creaked underneath Delias feet. She finally reached the top and sighed. Fargone hotel was not the best hotel she'd ever stayed in. She looked at her room key.
Chapter 3 =+= We went to collect our tickets and then Tammy drove us to the mini concert. It was like a private concert. There were only 6 people here including us.
My rank went down :( now I'm 69... Help me!!.
I'm sitting in registration just "casually" talking to Mia. I say "casually" but that's just her.
Is of this day... It has been a little depressing - bad vibes need to become good clean positive, warm, fluffy and cosy vibes, I love the feeling of good energy.
I've been Making nets all day, my fingers are numb and my head hurts. It turns 4:00, so I start walking to the beach.
Now I'm stuck at rank '244', Tomorrow the number could be more. Could be less, Could stay the same, But all I know it will always have to change.
You gotta read this one with an open mind.
I apologise for the rubbish I just wrote in chapter 8, I promise the next chapter will be improved..