My Plan
Okay I've decided I will continue writing my story, but I will only be able to when I have free time.
I am 16, from England :) I love all animals and marine life, reading and writing! I follow back (: x
Okay I've decided I will continue writing my story, but I will only be able to when I have free time.
Should I continue writing my story 'New Girl' or should I start afresh. I've lost most of my audience due to the phone troubles...
It's been 3 months but I had major phone problems so I had to have my phone wiped Hello and thankyou to all you lovely followers who still follow me <3 I will be posting some new stuff soon!.
Okay, my opuss seems to be working, I'm changing my phone over later but for now I'm going to try to write the next chapter to my story.
My opuss is broken, so is my phone, borrowing my friends phone to let you all know this, sorry !. Be back as soon as its fixed <3.
The waves gently lapped the shore, He could not have asked for more, Here with his beautiful girl, He just wanted to kiss her, dance and swirl, He looked deeply into her eyes with love, feeling...
She cried, Silent tears tumbling, She signed, And fell asleep mumbling, He was gone, Just like the others, Not 'the one' she curled up alone under the covers, He cheated, Used her as is she was...
I stared down at my blotchy scarred skin. The surface was all uneven, sore and a pinky red colour where it had not had time to heal over properly.
I was left with only 3 senses. Touch, taste and smell, and let's face it - unless someone left a trail of food to lead us out taste was the least useful sense right now.
Okay guys, I had a really good birthday thanks, and my brother's torch run was amazing. It was so exciting and just wow.
Just letting you all know I won't be able to post today or tomorrow as today I need to go to sleep ready to get up at 5am tomorrow because my brothers doing his Olympic torch relay, and it's my...
"hello?" Lewis called out. "help" came the voice again. I wriggled trying to free myself from the firm grip of Lewis. He lowered me down gently until I was stood and balanced on the floor.
I was so tired. My head was swirling, my thoughts blurred. It wasn't normal for smoke to be creeping under the door, but I couldn't work out why. What was it that caused smoke again.
Her eyes, Glitter with her smile, But what do they disguise.
Red ink, Or maybe pink. Convincing myself it's not blood, But more likely red mud, It could be paint. No.
I don't understand, Why you won't hold my hand, I don't see why, You never cry, I can't figure out, Why you're always in doubt, Do I embarrass you. Or am I just missing my cue. Why do you avoid me.
"Jack. What is it?" he remained still as a statue. His breathing rate increased until he was hyperventilating. "what do we do?" Florence asked wide eyed.
Okay guys, sorry I haven't been posting much, but revision for my exams kinda took over my life, but it's okay now because I did my final exam today!. No more exams. Yay.
My mother. That very second made me realise how awful I had been. How stupid I always was. I barely even spoke to my mother, I just blamed her for how I was.
The hand I was holding belonged to Lewis. Even with the scarfs removed from our faces we kept our fingers intertwined, keeping us clasped together. Harry took my free hand and examined my wrist.
I got myself this kik jobby today, still a beginner, but feel free to add me: madaboutmarinelife I always love to talk!. Come say hi. Please talk to me lovelies. ❤.
My body was still shaking violently after what seemed like hours. I tried to keep my mind occupied but my thoughts always ended up back on Sarah.
"I'm being serious, you don't deserve to live after what you did then, and what you are now doing. You will pay one day." Lewis shouted with powerful anger.
I let myself drift in and out of a light sleep, but I was always aware.
An emotion of some sort flashed across Sarah's face. It was so brief I didn't have time to work out was it was, but it looked like pain worry or confusion.
Oh my god. I was paralysed. I couldn't move anything. There were sharp pains from my wrists and up my arms. The same searing pain was going up my legs from my ankles. Was I dead.
Monday came around and I had no enthusiasm for life at all. I wanted to crawl under the covers, curl up and never come out.
I'm a bit stuck on how to continue my story "new girl" I have a few ideas but it might take me a little longer than usual to write the next part, anyone have any idea's or suggestions of what they...
Was just filling out an application form for a job, and it said "please state in your own words why you would like to join our company:" I wrote down "because I need a job." My mum said that wasn't...
A couple of weeks passed and I didn't even see Sarah around school. Ahem I mean prison. I hoped she had magically fallen off earth.
The rain was still continuously pouring down from the heavy black clouds. I strode over to where Lewis was curled up and crouched down on one knee and the balls of my feet.
(sorry for the delay, my little sister is very ill and I've been looking after her while my mum works) When I woke this morning I really didn't want to get out of bed. I had a dream last night.
For the rest of the day I had people coming up to me. This was not what I hoped for. I was used to going to a school, and barely being noticed and leaving. No fuss. Nobody knowing my name.
Break time finally came around and I followed Florence out onto the playground (god knows why it's still called that, we're 16 for goodness sake).
The main office was a small room, with three desks in. Each desk had a woman sat at it, typing away on their computers. I knocked gently on the door, which was propped open by a doorstop.
Well, today was to be my first day at yet another new school.
I was pushing myself, determined to win my final race. My arms ached from pulling my self through the water, my legs felt weak from propelling my body towards the l finish line of the open water race.
I just pressed a random button and it said it has reposted something... Oops well at least I know what it does now.....
I hate how whenever the sun comes out in the UK everyone seems to magically lose their clothes.
We lay under the sycamore tree, the huge branches mostly shaded us from the huge ball of fire in the sky - other than the few shining beams that managed to glimmer through gaps within the leaves.
Stevie knew it was a risk, but it was one she was willing to take. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, clearing her mind from all the negative thoughts.