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6. We stay in the clearing until sunset, talking and messing around.
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6. We stay in the clearing until sunset, talking and messing around.
*A snippet of something I'm writing about two people who meet at a wishing well.
"There's a problem," the doctor said, "She as small as a twig, Her brain is fine- But her heart's three sizes too big!" Doc opened her up, Her skin white like a dove, Instead of blood, all...
#acrostic Grand little town with its own market place, Resting place of the late Pocahontas , All the streets lined with historic treats, Vessels on the river upon the shore it greats, Essex...
#acrostic. Color me surprised. Our town's facing it's demise. Nobody comes yet nobody leaves, ain't got. No good educayshun, you see. Even though we're a pretty nice group.
Chapter 2 "Aunt Becky!" I yelled and ran towards my aunt. It's been at least four years since I've last seen her. I enveloped her in a hug and heard my mom laughing from behind us.
Derek awoke with a start. His head was pounding. It was still dark outside and the wind was raging. He could hear the branches of the crab apple tree scratching the window.
This western town is empty The population has gone down The cowboys aren't too happy They all seem to frown The tumbleweed is moving Towards the northern hills There's not a single drop to drink The...
Part 1 ******** The rain poured down onto the roof, running down the gutter and dripping gently onto the top of my hair.
Summary/Blurb (whichever you want to call it.) Kayleigh likes her life in New York, but something always just has to change. Her mom wants to move back to Lisbon Florida where she grew up.
Chapter 13: Trey's POV: I dont know exactly what made me do it, the fact she said she was gunna tell me we should be more than friends, or that I love her, but I went to the Albineo Indian Mounds.
Primelda Bobbins was a short, brown haired girl, rather ordinary in looks, but not at all in any other way.
By Miscellaneous “Hello, there Miss Violet. How are you?” Daisy Rae asked as she delivered the cookies, and glared at the dog yapping at her feet. “As fine as one ever can be,” said Mrs Violet.
The sudden halt at the stop sign moved my head forward and caused it to slightly bump onto the cold glass car window. I slowly rised my head and looked around. We were at a stop sign.
Have a read and would be interested to know whether you care about Cate. are you intrigued by the opening. Is it too much like a set of moments happening without any real substance.
Chaptor 3: Amy's POV: But, the thing is, It didnt sound crazy at all... He took the words right out of my mouth. Treys POV: She didnt even answer me.
Down by riverside road, Where the water is cool And the people are young, So they all go to school. Down by riverside road, Where the starlings squawk And the crabs just scuttle Instead of walk.
Chapter 1 Looking out at the crowd, I felt exhilarated. Everyone was cheering after I got done with my first song. My heart was beating a mile a minute. My smile couldn't of gotten any bigger.
There's a little, tiny town way down there, Such a little, tiny town, from the air, With tiny, little houses all in a row, And little streets arranged , just so.
The sun lowered itself beneath the horizon, giving way to a new light, a blue flare rebounding off every surface, accompanied by a siren.
~Slightly scary~ ~Not mine~ By S L Fleming One shouldn’t speak ill of the dead. Having said that, I can’t remember anyone wasting much time lamenting the loss of Samuel Roberts.
In a dusty old lane stood a house so eerie, It sent chills down, trembles, really.. There lived an old lady misshapen and haggard, Broken-tooth smiled at the folk who laggard..
~Ghost story~ ~Not mine~ Old Man McManor was the foulest-tempered fellow you ever did see; but he owned and operated the only sawmill over in Camden, so folks had to deal with him.
Chapter 1 Nervously tossing and flipping the coin in my sweaty hand, I advanced towards Bret's Bakery. There was already a customer inside, deliberating over which loaf of bread to buy.