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I'm the girl who's in a evil scheme. I'm the one who always gets evil looks because of it. Even the teachers pick on me.
Personally, I love this part, it was really fun and easy to write. There's a link for the house they are staying in at the end of the Part, please please take a look.
A poem for anyone who's wondered what I do on an average day, or who's wondered what fashion interns do. Mild language, but nothing you didn't hear on the first Harry Potter film.
We may not understand it, or even want it to happen soon... Things can be set for the morning but could have changed by the afternoon. We can't always stop anything from twisting out of shape.
(sorry for the delay, my little sister is very ill and I've been looking after her while my mum works) When I woke this morning I really didn't want to get out of bed. I had a dream last night.
(from beauty and the beast) Monster. Freak.
Chapter 3 - Part 1 I walked up the hotels steps to start work. I was still humming the tune Id been listening to on the radio. It was upbeat and happy, infection like the summer sunshine.
That night I went to my aunts grave. I sat there in her favourite dress of mine, a rich cream coloured dress that I knew Nate loved too. I put down a white rose, as I did whenever I went there.
When we first set out designing Opuss we wanted to make sure beautiful words were front and centre. Celebrating the power of the written word and placing creativity at the very heart of the app.
I have many questions that puzzle me and I've decided to start posting them because you guys could help.
As a busy mummy, I always seem to be coming up with time saving ideas like..
What a beautiful day it was today. Not a cloud in the expanse of blue. The autumn sun beat gently on my face as i made my way to the high street, pushing sleepy Erin in her pram.
18+ contains explicit content (old post deleted changed and reposted) Conspirasee!. How can you not see, how they conspire to see?!. Their controlling us behind the smoke screen.
Looking out over the balcony the ocean crashing in a lullaby against the rocks. A young woman stood there while the sea breeze lapped her brunette locks.
Kitten /\...../\ ____>( ⊙ ,⊙ )<____ | | | T.V Box | Gather round boys and girls sit down and listen to the story I have in...
It was going to take him ages, to get there, he couldn't fly. Not like those silly fairies, bumble bees and butterflies.
I'm writing this story with the talented @JazzCav, so make sure you check his version of it too. :) "Kitty. Wait up!" I heard a voice call.
LUNCH TIME. Tears run down her face. Tears of joy. Tears of pain. Tears of anger. She felt dirty. How would she explain this?. Especially to Shaun. In the cubicle next door ...
"No!" I scream. "No!" Summer is making Keleb and Tessa take Ellie away. "No!" I scream again. "It's too late." Summer drones. "The Pope's dead. Ellie's worthless." Tessa grabs Ellie's thrashing...
~ its quite long, sorry ~ When we got to town, there weren't many people but this was usual. "Sweets, sweets!" Beth chanted.
It's not very good, however there were a few funny jokes I found (some aren't even jokes, but still..) I didn't make ANY of these up, so I can't can't take the credit....or the blame... 1. Anagram...
The wagon ambled on at a slow pace, considerably less shaky now that they were on a road. "So, why were you wandering alone out in the desert?" Norris asked, leaning forward to pat one of the oxen.
Sally came in and hugged me tight. "What's going on?" She whispered. I told her about what Paul had done when she'd been in the kitchen. She stared at me, shaking her head.
I was starting to feel a little bit better. I'd texted Heather and asked her if what Tom had said was true, but she hadn't replied.