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Dear Diary, I know I haven't written in you for AGES!. It's cause we have tests in school now. So I have been revising and stuff. It is now Saturday.. 12:00 PM..
#Phoenix Shadows decended over everything. Pine needles and twigs covered the dark path. A fog blanketed the floor and seeped upwards as if drifting into nothingness.
"Mom I swear I heard something last night and plus I done feel safe after the alarm broke somehow" Cried out seán."You have all ways had vivid imagination , it was probably just the dish washer or...
RAMBLE: Ok, so I've been watching all these lyrics wafting through Opuss on the musical breeze, in awe and (slight) envy... So I have decided to give it a go myself.
Sherlock Holmes had decided to play Much to Dr.
Instinct: Chapter 2 (Part 4) Kate I circled around the edge of the field following the simple two panel fence that boarded it.
Love this one <3 x WARNING: One swear word :) *Justin's POV* I can't help but watch her sleep. She's so beautiful.
*Excuse my typos, it's late. Welcome to the new age of living. Self sufficient taking more than giving. The new age of plastic and cold metal chains that spin and blind.
Thank you so much to all the people who have listened to me for the past few days.
I get told that I have "good" hair because of its texture and length etc... Now I think I'm supposed to gush pleasure at these compliments but to be honest it kind of annoys me.
Johnny, So loser, how's things. It seems like ages since we spoke, when it reality it was just a few days.
I was just thinking, I spent 2 years considering whether or not humans are to blame for climate change and global warming.
Ummm swearing lots!:P ......................... I walked in the classroom with Jake and saw a bunch of kids looking bored.
I am writing a detective story in English, and thought I might put the start of it on Opuss, to see what you think. I woke in a cold sweat, eyes darting frantically around the room.
Of ragged dresses draped in white, And bloodstained sun that soaks the night, Could any tale be quite not right As Poor Mad Lady Aceline.
Once there was a purple fox, That half of whom lived in a box; The other half, I should confess, Would wear the finest formal dress.
Sitting, staring down running my finger over the cracks etched into the ground, cant hear a thing, no noise, a single sound I'm devising a plan to open a can, brand marks in his face...
One day I'm walking along. A baby bird I did see. She'd been kicked out her nest. For being weak and sickly. I went to walk on by. Leave nature to take its course. Then I heard a cheep from baby bird.
Oh my god. I was paralysed. I couldn't move anything. There were sharp pains from my wrists and up my arms. The same searing pain was going up my legs from my ankles. Was I dead.
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 ...
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters.
It was January 5th, the picturesque snow from the festive period was beginning to melt, just like her normally cool facade. The air still biting like the guilt in her heart.
Chapter 1 *Kayla* "No Michael, stop it." I said. "Come on baby, it's alright." Michael said. "Michael!" I shoved him away.
"Well well well if it isn't Alice" Fletch grinned. She was smaller in real life, I found. She was very petite but she had a huge presence about her, like everyone in the room had to look at her.