Hope
When my heart was breaking
And the air was cold
There was no one left for me to hold
They were taken from me
In the dead of night
We were all shaking from fright
When our whole world was ripped...
WAR TIME. Ch.3
Jeremy stared at the enormous train, which pulled into the station, causing himself to cough and splutter because of the thick steam. The boy who was stood next to Jeremy introduced himself.
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He woke up feeling strange.what could have been so wrong. He slept at nine as usual. He ran the same roads every evening. He even did his job right. So what could have gone wrong.
Nomad
The wind blew over moorland
Swept the bleak November sky
Wind chimes sang uncertainly
The camp wait still and quiet.