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Volám sa Britny, mám 16 rokov a rodičov ktorý sa vždy stahujú, takže tým padom sa musím sťahovať s nimi. Bola som už vo veľmi veľa školách a teraz keď som nastupila do Waudnovej školy (kde som veľmi rada chodila, lebo som tam mala dobrých kamarátov). Mňa už nebavilo sa vždy sťahovať. Aj keď som vedela že sa budem ešte viackrát sťahovať tak som ajtak si povedala dosť. Teraz sme bývali v New Yourku, a do školy som chodila do Waudnovej školy, ako som už spominala. V tej škole okrem toho že som tam mala dobrých kamarátov, tak tam bol aj chlapec ktorý sa mi páči. Ten chlapec bol jedným slovom dokonalí, ale bol aj múdry, pekný a vtipný...
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A Foreign Field
It all began back in 1983 when two masters from Dover Grammar School lead a group of a dozen boys on an adventure behind the Iron Curtain to one of the Warsaw Pact's most hard-line regimes. Bulgaria at that time was far removed from the mass tourist destination of today, and, aside from the infamous assassination of the dissident play write Georgi Markov with a poison-tipped umbrella on Westminster Bridge, it was an not an exaggeration to say that few Britons knew much, if anything at all, about this strangely beautiful country. It was on that trip that I met my future wife; she was so taken with my fun sized Toblerone that one thing lead to another and we married and began our new life together. My story, "A Foreign Field" tells of the transformation of a plot of land on the outskirts of Kozanovo, a small village in Bulgaria's Thracian plains, from a simple peanut field to our modern family villa and garden. The land, seized and collectivised by the communists in the 1940's was finally returned to the original owners and then developed into our dream family home. Back in England in 1983, Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher was talking of lifting government's controls over society and busily progressing Britain as a "property owning democracy". That Bulgaria, that staunchest of Soviet Allies, would be queuing up to head down the same pathway and that I, together with a Bulgarian wife, would so enthusiastically be taking part in that journey seemed a far-fetched and derisory notion.Dokončeno
A Mistake? ||BritSov Countryhumans||
Cover by @flamexox Britain's depressed, and he is fully aware of it. But what could he do? His children move out, his wife leaves him, and he doesn't have anyone he could trust or turn to. So what could he do? Well, someday, he finds out something that no one else can know about. Warnings! • Mature shit • The ages don't matter • Countryhumans • BritSovDokončeno
✦『𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐁𝐚𝐦 + 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 』✦
𝐊𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐁𝐚𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬!! ('∀'●) ───────── ୨୧ ───────── 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐒.𝐈.𝐔 !! 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟 𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞!! ───────── ୨୧ ───────── 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟- ☁️ 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭- 💔 𝐋𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧-🍋 ──────────────────── 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐲: _Ari_ (@Ari_58) 𝐎𝐧 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭!
A Typical Time Turner Mishap
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I once was a Duchess
In the late 19th century within a Flourishing distant kingdom a horrendous crime happened. Soon to be duchess, Ralftila del Ralftil was accused of being the culprit and had to flee her childhood home. Forced away from her fiance the duke of Wellz, She Secretly searched for the true person who helped frame the blame onto her, Encountering endless loose threads. On this lonesome journey she encounters a strange man who helps and guides her while both keep their identities hidden and their pasts kept secret. While naively kept in the dark about the Kingdoms true circumstances and dark secrets that are yet to be told. Will they develop trust to reveal the past? Or perhaps he is the secret her mind cannot remember from that horrid night. " Something lurks in the shadows of this kingdom. continuing to plot and twist, and despise everything this kingdom is built off of. And it's my job to find out the loose threads and sow it into the truth." "Sow it into the truth if you must. But once a lie is told it spreads like the plague. Decaying the truth. It appears to me that's to many loose threads to sow. When they've been bluntly severed with no signs leading anywhere." "How cruel of a man you are yet you provide advice for me?" I scoffs "Cruel? I consider myself to be quite kind I must say I am truly heartbroken." "Oh stop singing me your Sarcasm and tell the truth. Why do you help?" "Just helping a damsel in distress." "And who says I'm distressed?" "Your eyes that are yearning for rest." "Oh spare me your skin reeks of blood, metal, and sweat. What gives?" "The bags underneath your eyes can hold a months load of supplies." "Then provide rest for me." I say sarcastically "I will." he says looming closer towards me * I DO NOT CLAIM THE PICTURE OF THIS STORY MY OWN*Dokončeno
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