Dead man walking

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LETTURE 131
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LETTURE 131
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Parti 4
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emvader2013

4th andy answer archly believe can cant chapter dead died doctor goodbye its june just last lie man one pov question really remember say see she sorry time timson true walking week what would wow

I died 4th June I remeber so much but so little I need help a doctor can still see me BUT IM DEADTutti i diritti riservati

4th andy answer archly believe can cant chapter dead died doctor goodbye its june just last lie man one pov question really remember say see she sorry time timson true walking week what would wow

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[COMPLETED] Dear June, Deep breaths. Count to ten. Take a step. Take another step. You can do this. You've got this. Just breathe. What happened to you? Was it the pressure? Was it the depression? Was it the loneliness? What was it? Do you know, or can you not comprehend what I am saying? I wish I could answer those questions. But what if I could? What if I could take you back to that one moment when everything came crashing down? When everything fell apart. When you felt like somebody was trying to beat you down. But I can't. I can't explain the emptiness of your heart. Sorry. -June. Completed on 15th November, 2016. (11:21 PM)

Disclaimer:- This was written by me 4 years ago during my years at college. It's far from perfect, but I hope everyone can see where I have improved. For my latest works, please see Varna. Thanks! The world is long gone. The old ways of kindness and compassion as dead as the corpses that now stalk the Earth. In the depths of this zombie apocalypse 17 year old Ryan has survived through it all where his family hasn't been as lucky. Scavenging all he can find, his world revolves around one basic, cruel fact - that any day could be his last. But then the impossible happens. Suddenly his world changes and all around him feelings and people he never knew existed slice through his heart like an icy razor. He sees things that he only ever heard in fairy tales or even the world before, things that he thought were impossible. Can he stay alive long enough to save his friends from the insanity of Boss? And is it possible that he can learn to care about humanity again? A teen thriller with plenty of twists, turns and drama on every page. Has been officially completed, but I have ideas to expand it. If you want more, tell me so and I will begin the planning ^~^

I imagine my eyes look blank As if my brain didn't wake this morning When I opened my lids, lifeless Like painted glass, fixed Like artistic installations on my face The surface impenetrable, distant Emotionless But what people don't recognise Is my hollow eyes is the deception The lie of dilated pupils Misinterpreted as an absence I am not absent I'm just lost in the caves of consideration Deep, wandering the walls of brain matter Pondering at a level too sensitive To open without the words of a poem. --Leanne Rebecca. As a logical minded computer, I find it hard to be creative. My mind relies on numbers and coding, linked to The TARDIS, and formerly, the Matrix. So working out the words to explain me now, as a person who is suddenly left mute and unable to explain how I am still here, just... Wandering, this poem seemed the best option. You've read about how I was lost in time. Now learn how I was Lost In Thought.

Who could be the father? Restricted. di dorcas

What would you do if you were been challenged with the difficulty of life. What if you were pregnant for three men. One, your uncle. Two, your boyfriend. Three, you boyfriend's brother. This is what happened to Farah after her parent's tragedy death. She was forced to leave with her uncle where she was been raped. She later went to stay with her boyfriend where she started having feelings towards her boyfriend's brother. After seven months of her pregnancy, she had started to hope that everything would be fine, but when she heard about her sister's pregnancy, she realized that that was just the beginning of her problem. This is a sad story. So beware.

Lovely Soul (Fifth Harmony/You) di JoJane1

Ever felt like you never really remembered what you had for dinner the night before? You always had that feeling of not knowing anything. Why? You're a wandering soul, seeking for some kind of closure to who you are or were. The only thing you have is a necklace of a bird and a shooting star. You constantly walk around to hope for some kind of familiarity. Just as you are about to lose hope, a voice in the shadows spoke out to you: "Let me make a deal with you. If you are able to find out who gave you that necklace, you can have your body back. But if you don't within 6 months, I get to have your soul. Deal?" Would you take the deal? Aren't you just slightly curious to find out something about yourself and the people you use to know? ----------------------- Written from: May 5th, 2017 - Sept 26th, 2017

The diary of a 13-year-old narcissist, with problems that her own self created. di justa13yearsold

Nothing about this is a lie, just my life. If you want to read, read it, I just need to show this to someone even if no one reads it or gets interested. Will probably do it just until I get 14, my birthday is in June, btw. Sorry for the bad english, not my first language.

When Times Change (A Doctor Who Fanfiction Sequel) di celestialasher

*SEQUEL TO NO WAY OUT (A DOCTOR WHO FANFICTION)* With the loss of a friend, the lords of time mourn, The 'lonely travelers' are reborn, Yet still moving forward they live to help, In memory of the woman who refused to end with a yelp, There to help, the two did their job, but one certain girl would stand out from a mob, "That's just silly," says that woman about something blue, The woman with no need to ask 'doctor who?" So 'what happened to Cita?' is what they ask, Finding the answer is her impossible task, It took years, you know, for time to arrange, The impossible things that happen when times change.

This girl is from the streets one day she have pain in her legs that she started yelling a doctor who was walking on his break to get some food but when he see her he told her to come with him. She knows that she is going to die but no one believes her not even him. He doesn't want to believe that she is going to die because he know that he can cure her but she knows that is not true. So do you think that she is going to die well that for you to find out.

Blood and Apples: An Annora Park Novel: Book One di BellesLuckyMelody

Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

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[COMPLETED] Dear June, Deep breaths. Count to ten. Take a step. Take another step. You can do this. You've got this. Just breathe. What happened to you? Was it the pressure? Was it the depression? Was it the loneliness? What was it? Do you know, or can you not comprehend what I am saying? I wish I could answer those questions. But what if I could? What if I could take you back to that one moment when everything came crashing down? When everything fell apart. When you felt like somebody was trying to beat you down. But I can't. I can't explain the emptiness of your heart. Sorry. -June. Completed on 15th November, 2016. (11:21 PM)

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