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Paul kept at it. Every time I got up he'd have his arm around me and we'd be tumbling into the snow. He got up, opening his arms. "How about a hug?" He asked innocently.
Un giorno Clara e la sua migliore amica chiara stavano camminando per un supermercato e nelle vicinanze si trovava un ragazzo Marco che chiara conosceva di avvicinano a lui è affiancò a lui si...
Holding my arms down. You kiss my needing neck. The kids are playing downstairs. I think 'oh what the heck'. Your kisses rain down. Hands excitedly play. The snow made us frisky. After a sledging day.
I remember I was cold, because it was early in December, And overnight it had snowed.
#firstlinechallenge #nightdwellers #procrastination The frosted grass cracked underfoot As winter took hold on the night. A lonely march of weathered boots Left shadowed tracks in the night.
#beginningline #nightdwellers. The frosted grass cracked underfoot. As winter took a hold on the night. A viscous chill would shake my core. The air would take a bite.
The frosted grass cracked underfoot As winter took a hold on night The chilled air gave a heavy groan As shadows danced in the moonlight You took my hand and I took yours Walking slowly, glove in...
Twinkling lights, Shining through, The canopy of leaves, From the earth you see the moon, Above the forests trees, On the ground a blanket lies, A white sheet of snow, From a long dead rain...
Snowy December, ice everywhere, "Be careful, children", the parents who care. The children will never learn, And for this attitude, it's pain they earn.
She walked through the icy path, her hands in her pockets. Her face was white but as beautiful as the wintery sun. Every breath she took. The white smoke escaped her lips, then faded into the air.
Thank you @sjw for picking me to write the next #Beginningline. I loved reading everything everybody wrote and had a lot of fun.
The morning sun danced on the small ice puddles that had formed on the road, creating a sparkly atmosphere with the thin layer of frost.
The crimson trail disappeared into the night as I walked along its rough dirt surface. Trees spread out like spiderwebs over my head, all it's leaves had long since disappeared.
It's winter... Sam is outside in the snow. He is tinkering with the computer. "Freeze" the computer snaps. The computer stops working and lets out a blaring beeeeeeeeeep.
I felt the hurt embedded in the hills of his eyes. Things were getting better but I was feeling bitter. He was that sour taste that would always linger in the halls of this empty home around winter.
---Elisabeth's P.O.V--- 2:00 P.M. It has been a month since I got in trouble for fighting with Haley. I had to pick up trash by the highway for a month. This was my first day off.
#description On a cold winters night, I sit upon my favourite battered, old leather arm chair. A fresh hot cup of tea by my side and my favourite novel at the ready.
Everything About You Chapter 11 - I cuddle up with Harry placing my head on his chest hearing his heart.
The trees were dead. Brown and ugly, but I still thought they were beautiful. I'm waiting for James, he's been my best friend since we were little...three years old I think.
Chapter 2 The sand crunched under my bear feet as I looked out into the ruff and weavy sea.
The Crystal Mirror My feet trudged through the hard, cold snow. It's colder than its been in years, almost decades.
Chapter 2 The sand crunched under my bear feet as I looked out into the ruff and weavy sea.
He is moving closer and closer, only meters away. I recognise his beady eyes but his snow carpeted scarf is tied tight around his mouth.
Standing alone in the wilderness, my breath turning to thin ice, I shiver in the cold, cautiously peering behind me, for the news I await.