I am a total book a day girl! I have read the first, second and last twilight books each one read in a day. My favourite author is either Jacquiline Wilson or Jk Rowling. I have read all the Harry potter books at least three times. My house is full off books my mums, my dads but mostly mine. They are all a bit battered though because I love reading in the bath but a corner always seems to go in the water! My way to relax is having music or the YogPod on, a big bar of chocolate and a good book. I also love to write. I am not very good at writing stories they always ramble and end quickly but I am very good at short story's and discription. I am also good at comprehension because after I have read a book I can always remember what happens in it. I am Dave ! Yognaut and goodbye
You are not so brave now. Little lion man. The battle is done. And you haven't won. This time. But you can't believe. That I am going to leave you here. That I am going. Weep little lion man.
I am Dave . Yognaut Comment and like if you listen to the yogpod. Xxxx.
Strange man leading me. I hear frantic whinnies and stamping hoofs. I am lead into a line behind a large grey. I stand quietly in the grey yard surronded by spooked horses.
Here's a joke. Yay There were 3 men each with their own flat. The 1st man stood on his balcony and was shaving with a knife.
Galloping down the sands On my big bay horse Wind in my hair Wind in his mane We go faster faster He shakes his head I punch the air We slow I slap his sweaty neck He rears in joy and...
Galloping down the sands On my big bay horse Wind in my hair Wind in his mane We go faster faster He shakes his head I punch the air We slow I slap his sweaty neck He rears in joy and...
Taken from Africa Loaded on a boat Never to return I curse the Bristol slaver As I see him sell lifes across the ocean I see the ship draw in And slaves come out Shackled and bleeding I curse the...
Beating of hoofs. Shouting of men. Barking of dogs. They come closer as I run. I hear the hunting horn. I see a flash of red. I run and jump. Over logs. I am nearly home. My family. But no.
I stroll down the corridor of the old manor house, whistiling a tune. I wasn't meant to be here i was trespassing but so what. I had explored all the rooms but they were empty and not very...
I am young I am stunning I have a gleaming black coat I have kind brown eyes But the slaughter man doesn't care No one can save me Because they are coming And I am as good as dead.