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The sky was dim when I knew something was awfully wrong, my dog was howling almost to match the wind. I thought it was is instinct. Or was the correct answer pain.
I have always believed that there can never be an excuse for lying, that is until I read this poem.
(Old Man Walking Long Part 2) A young boy , his father's song Did so forever haunt him, that everyday when He walked home, alone, this song he sung, To guide him.
By Gemma Doyle. At the end of service at church everyone went into the fellowship hall and started eating and chatting.
This is a little unorthodox but I've been stressing myself out over it for the past few months hoping words would just appear in my head. But I'm blank.
6.45pm . My taxi would be here in fifteen minuets, I didn't run around checking I'd got everything, I just sat.
Adult content only 18+ My name is Tess Marshall and I was 27 when I was murdered. I had only been working at the video shop for a few months on the night that I was brutally taken from my family.
The bottle read, CAUTION:KEEP OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN, He stayed a kid in his mind. Little did we know, A body, So pale, we would find.
It should have been a time for fun. But now despair has begun. A family holiday should be fab. Not one that's tragic and sad. Standing upon the jetty. Sounds harmless and petty.
I know this isn't the appropriate place to put this, but i would just like to say, I'm a 34 year old family man that's just had his heart snapped in two, my cat of 1yrs old was knocked down by some...
Today I found out my Granddads dead My mums lying in bed Beating herself up Over and over saying he must of been lonely He's been dead for some time Only discovered now A profound alcoholic...
---Part 3. Thanks for the encouraging comments on parts 1 and 2. Tell me what you think of the next instalment?:)--- I couldn't put into words what I felt.
When colon cancer came They talked it over. Stoic and humoured. He drew on her bald head. She lined him up With future dates. They planned and prepared. She chose to live But died anyway.
I woke with a sudden touch. It was my Mum, she told me to come downstairs. I walked into the living room. My sister was there,two nurses,my Mum and my Dad.
Chapter five. Both of us soldiered on and tried to lift each others spirits, we played some of our favourite childhood tracks on the gramophone.