Chapter 1: Waking
Get out. Get out...
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The horn was a giveaway. Edie tried to draw Mabel’s attention away by pointing at the church spire poking through the...
I’m not afraid.
I just have ants crawling on my insides. My heart goes thumputy-...
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I pull his lips towards my own, his stubble pleasantly rough against my skin. I moan; I cannot help myself. I haven’t felt this way in...
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Hi everybody! I have just had a go re-writing this so that it flows better, has more natural dialogue and is a little more...
(Hi guys! This is one poem I wrote when I was feeling depressed. Hope you like it.)
A WORD TO OUR PRIDE
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We come in this world in mothers arm and get loved by all surrounding people. All around us get attracted by our innocence. We grow up...
The sun beat down with hellish force. Rick laboured beneath it, feeling it cook his well-weathered skin. The blade of his pickaxe flashed...