The Girl Next Door
I remember when I met you. Finally met you after months and months of seeing you in school. We moved into the house next door. You called it the haunted house, didn't you.
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I remember when I met you. Finally met you after months and months of seeing you in school. We moved into the house next door. You called it the haunted house, didn't you.
Omg. What an eventful night, at 4am just got to sleep then woke with a fright. BOOM. was the sound that greeted my ears, It even woke Poppie and reduced her to tears. And where was my guy.
I never quite knew who lived next door. Fleeting glimpses through the curtains. They certainly appeared to be very poor. That I'm sure was very certain. The house was in a state of total disrepair.
*peri* I happily walk out of my middle school and head home. Thank god it's a Friday. I'm a few yards away from my house when I see, oh no, a moving van parked next door. No.
8-James ~James' POV~ “Well, we’d better hang up, now,” I said to Mitch over the phone, the next morning. “If we want to get to school on time, we’d better go.” I heard Mitch sigh over the phone.
I suppose I should give you a brief background on my lovely neighbour Joy, the "oracle". So you may enjoy the postcards more.
So I'm standing hanging out my washing bare feet on wet grass. In my sad pjs as early as possible so no one can see me. But hey ho, there she is. Joy, from next door.
Be warned...It's not pleasant..xxx The neighbours, at last, have stopped shagging, How the hell did they both survive that. He's about 80 with very short legs and she is as blind as a bat...
*** I was going to write a romance story but at the last second, I decided to make the main character gay and I don't know how the story will pan out now so I put it into general.
I shouldn't dance, I'm not a mover, I've been told before I'm not a groover, So I just confine it To my room, Draw the curtains, Disco in the gloom.
The rain it fell for days and days, he thought: "I need to build a boat.
The phone rings at FBI headquarters. "Hello?" "Hello, is this FBI?" "Yes. What do you want?" "I'm calling to report my neighbor Tom.