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Capitulo 2 "Lobos" La tecnología en estos días era algo impresionante. Teléfonos móviles parecían mas computadoras de mano con miles de aplicaciones y usos.
Capitulo 1 Todos extrañamos algo - Has visto una pregunta mas estúpida. Conducía a alta velocidad, como era costumbre.
Hmph… It is the end of the day, I wish I just had a teleport to get home. Forty minutes on a crammed ,germ filled train, yipee. I sit there.
Skolbussen började köra iväg. Jag sprang efter den i mina blåa, utslitna gympaskor. Jag kände mig orolig inför att åka på klassresa så jag tog ett djupt andetag och andades in den friska luften.
I stared at a bald headed girl. Me. My eyebrows gone and everything. I burst into a a crying fit and Jane knocks on the door. "Everything alright?" She asks, "I have no hair!" I say between sobs.
Justin gets up and darts off in a limping fashion and Reggie comes over. His face is bleeding but he's smiling down at me.
My mind raced. I was sure but unsure of what would happen to me. I wanted to say no but nothing would let me say it. I just sat there in the back of his car while he slowly leaned in.
This cycle happened for the next month: saying hi to Justin, doing work, then talking about Justin when we got back to the apartment.
I know it's wrong. I know he will break my heart. It's just so confusing. Should I love or leave him. He could tear me apart But He could make me an angel. It's complicated.
Chapter 1 (continued) The gates of that great vessel of peculiarities had been a part of me from such an early age that I know not where a vaguely normal sense of existence, experienced as a babe...
The red beret was never a good sign.
Hailstones pounded the sodden earth, whistling through the chill April air and raining blows on Luke's head. He felt nothing. Sitting on a rickety wooden bench on Hampstead Heath, he was numb.
*This is going to be short; there are only three parts.* Luke sat on the floor in front of the fireplace, slowly, methodically burning the newspaper he had kept for two weeks.
Though at one moment, I was worried that I would pass out because of blood loss or that I would get smashed together by the walls of a gigantic golden egg, you know, normal stuff.
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.
'Hem!' The young woman coughs. 'Your attention PLEASE!' Silence. 'Thank you. Now for my announcement. Who is this years saviour for The Halders day.
The inside of the egg was dark and cold. Neither Belenus nor I could see a thing. "So..." I asked. "What now?" The voice came back. "Belenus.
So there I was in Somethingville in Some State in the US. Snow had appeared out of nowhere in May. Kids were just randomly disappearing. I knew that there was only one thing that I could do.
Hi, my name is... Something or other. Sorry, I'm really bad when it comes to names. I just have more important things to think about.
The next day, Rob stood across the street from his next target. It was a small, comely department store crammed in between a jewelers and a bank. He never went for banks, he felt it was too classic.
Part 4....contains swear words I am nervous approaching the second tank as the woman is clearly emaciated, her shoulder blades are just beginning to show and her spine is clearly visible.
Part 2 of an unnamed miniseries with incredibly short segments. As he fumbled with the key and clumsily turned it in the lock, he reviewed the events of the night. Am I insane. he thought. No.
He was bundled up from head to toe as he staggered home against a winter wind. His thoughts were jumbled and confused to the point where his head hurt when he tried to arrange them.
It’s 11am on a Friday morning and I am still curled up in bed.