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Chapter 2 Rose stopped breathing, terrified. The creaking was coming from the old shed, the haunted old shed. "MUM!" Rose screamed. Rose's mum rushed upstairs, her eyes wide with fear for her...
For the rest of the day I had people coming up to me. This was not what I hoped for. I was used to going to a school, and barely being noticed and leaving. No fuss. Nobody knowing my name.
Into 1/2 off late valentines candy Into the eyes of the devil himself Into the color of sunrise in Tampa Into the lava that covered Pompeii Into the screams of shattered trust Into the blood of...
I sucked in a breath. “Mark?” I blurted. He looked up from his phone and his face lighted up upon seeing me. “Ally?” I grinned and went over to where he was sitting in the coffee shop.
A true story of battery hens. It seemed light years from my upbringing in the shadow of London's Dockland, with our arbour less streets and little back yards of concrete and corrugated iron.
Smooth, tanned skin on show; feminine bodies entwined with cold metal. Every muscle feels the rhythm of the music, moves in time, sending on-lookers into a lust-filled trance.
The next day, i went to the ships doctors for another pregnancy test, 'negative' I was so confused. At the doctors, Freddie and I went, unfortunately to find out I'm not pregnant.
This is the new chapter please read and comment. Chapter two LUCAS The next day I had my usual morning lessons, maths with Mr Blade and English with Mrs Candle. I wasn’t looking forward to history.
The harsh rhythym of the guns launched an ongoing staccato, as I ran down the beach. Debris was flying everywhere, not to mention the blood and bits of flesh and shards of bone.
He was sick. So sick. And finally decided to end his own life by jumping down from the 24th floor, and leave him behind. He was sad. Heartbroken. Couldn’t move on for a long time.
For @HingAling24 We all live in our little bubbles of bliss Head in the clouds getting high and seeking new kicks Ignorance disguises more lies for our kids A truth in a reality that we all have...
You breathe in. The beautiful smell of the forest greets you. Green. Growing. Swarming with delicate life balanced in a wisdom you know you'll never posess.
"Good morning Gavin." "Good morning Callie. How'd you sleep?" asked Gavin. "Perfect in your arms!" I said kissing him. "Come on.
This is a story I wrote ages ago. Its really long but.... Chapter 1.I would hate to live in a big house, with winding stairs and massive bedrooms, therefore it would be good for playing hide and seek.
Soon the word got around that I had 'KO-ed' Molly and Harry was with me, stroking my arm in comfort outside the heads office, "Amber Moorse, you are welcome to enter now." said the Ms.
You are now breathing manually. You are now aware of the fact your clothes are touching your skin and you can feel it.
If anything about Damien was certain, it was that you couldn’t trust him with anything. His lies, his big mouth, and his all-around shady character drove everyone away.
I ran up the stairs as quickly as I could, stumbling only when I heard Paulo's crew screaming. I could only assume the figures had returned to deal with them..
So you want to know all about me. I've been locked up since my life began. I am an Illegal, an outcast. I am Gemi VanNatta, age 16, born on April 8th, 3062, seven minutes after my older sister, Alana.
- It's very long this one. Sorry. Please like and comment they would be much appreciated- "Maya?" I said through the bedroom door "Reece.
Yes that's what they call me. But it's really only a living. We all do something for money. Just wish they'd be more forgiving. The only thing I was ever good at. Not much at school but not thick.
OH MY GOD!. Swearing :P Ok something bad is happening!. Niall won't tell me where he's going tonight. When we came back he acted as if I was invisible.
1--Ally ~Ally's POV~ I stood staring at him, breathless. The sun was just going down, right above the water.
You're a 19 year old kid. You're critically wounded and dying in the jungle somewhere in the Central Highlands of Viet Nam .. It's November 11, 1967. LZ (landing zone) X-ray.