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Hey guys let me know what you think and I'll add more. She elegantly scaled the wall. The mental institute couldn't hold her for long. Avery N landed on the dried out grass.
*Crack* Viridi turned sharply looking around. An energy filled her and her palms grew warm. They started to glow faintly, and she saw him. A stag, majestic yet gentle.
I could hear my heartbeat. I could also hear footsteps getting nearer. One, two, three, pause. One, two, three, pause. They were checking the boxes for fugitives. Fugitives like me. Damn it.
I have made a Character Info for a story, but I cant figure out the story itself.
Chapter 3: Within The Snow I walk and walk, then I walk some more. The sun slipping slowly from the east but reluctant to emerge from its grey blanket, fails to provide any heat to my frozen body.
Run away. Scrambling and fighting my way threw the thorn bushes pricking me like thumbilina.
Chapter 18 ~ When I woke up it was 6:00am. I put my clothes back on and looked through my phone. Angel must have heard me stir because she woke up too.
Sorry this took me so long. Things have been very hectic for me.. To say the least. So enjoy. Again, apologies. He was startled back to reality when he heard the Gisni return.
#youngwritershousehold My horses glossy black coat, couldn't smooth out anything I've done. My back aching, legs weak, Cashmere was the only thing saving my life right now.
Illiana's house was huge. From the ground it looked about medium-sized, but close up it looked like a mansion. "So this is my house," Illiana said cheerfully.
I stared at him and I couldn't believe my eyes. Gulping, I took a deep breath and walked over to the two bunks which were sitting above one another.
I sat on my bed in the corner of the room. With my favorite t-shirt and cozy sweat pants on, I couldn't wait to get some sleep. Chris sat on his bed on the other side of the room.
Oh boy, I know it's been a LONG time since I posted a new chapter of The Bowthswer Hunt, and well, it's back. I worked on it a bit more so I'm posting the whole thing of what I've got.
I was out on streets. After exscaping from jail, I temporarily had my freedom, but no money or home. I couldn't go back to my house, my mom would turn me in for sure.
My arm shook as I wrenched my scolded hand from the bubbling broth in front of me.
Scrambling through the toxic infested tunnel, droplets of water dripped onto her back and mud caked its way onto her knees.
Please let me know what you think in the comments :) >>>>> As I thought back I realised I had never been in more trouble in my life.
The Forgotten (not sure about title?!?) 1. Regrets I regret it now. It was thoughtless. Careless. Stupid. I panicked. I was unaware of the consequences. Young. Youthful-Until that day.