Lucia and Aster Henry
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November 21, 2354
The morning sun rose slowly, twinkling rays of light flickering through the giant marshmallow clouds. I silently sat, staring at the large metal chunks whizzing past my window. Mesmerized by the rows of cars stacked on top of each other which were flying at speeds far past the speed of sound, my mind wandered listlessly.
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DISCONTINUED
Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.Concluída
Hold On Till May For Me (PTV FANFICTION)
I waited by the window watching for the headlights of a car pull in the drive. They finally shone in the window pane, I sighed and hopped down off my windowsill. I heard the front door shuffle open and feet stumble through the door. My heart began beating faster with every step that the drunk bastard made. "Where are you, you fat bitch? Get down here now! I aint gonna fucking wait for you, sleaze ass." My cheeks burned red. I wanted to jump out of the window and fall to my death. Tears rolled down my face as my father kept calling me names. I heard footsteps pounding and shuffling up the stairs.I opened the window and sat on the sill. I let my feet and legs dangle over the side, I looked down at the ground. The drop would be long but not fatal, I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. "One...two-" Hi my name is Lena Decker I am an 18 year old girl. My mother died a few years ago, my dad became a junkie and also became extremely abusive. I meet someone very special. Read on to learn.Concluída
Silent Call - (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)
I leaned my head back as I watched the storm roll over us. Suddenly a loud piercing noise broke me out of my trance, I sat up and looked out Jason's window. The next few minutes seemed to go in slow motion, my mom screamed as she saw the large truck sliding towards us. My dad spun the wheel frantically moving the car. I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the impact. I felt a sharp pain pierce through my body. I felt myself being thrown throughout the car. I cried out in pain as my body flew through the window and I hit the hard, wet pavement. My eyes stayed shut. I couldn't think. I was in to much pain. I felt very light and there was a bright light shining over me, calling me towards it and I wanted to give in. I wanted to go towards it, it made me feel like it would take away my pain. A darkness seemed to be surrounding me, I struggled to move, I struggled to do anything. I just laid there suffering. Before I knew what was happening I let myself slip into the darkness. Into nothingConcluída![Freedom (sequel to Dominance [H.S])](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/120585341-256-k563905.jpg)
Freedom (sequel to Dominance [H.S])
"Look at me" he whispered as he forced me to look into his cold and green eyes. "I can't" I muttered "it's like I don't know you anymore"Concluída
CHUCHU✅
You know that feeling when you're outside and its 5 or 6am in the morning and everything is still quiet and the air still smells like night and its fresh so you shiver 🥶 a bit but then gradually the rays of sun 🌞 peaks and shine over the the edge of world,everything is bathed and foggy 🌫 ,golden light and you just stand there watching the earth awaken Good morning lovelies hope you'd like it here Wiz luv Xeeyxeey_💞Concluída
Fifty Shades of Steele // Fifty Shades of Grey fanfiction
The city was simply urban, just like she'd imagined - tall buildings in an exact grid pattern. Ubiquitous skyscrapers were smudged by the fog-filled sky. Cars raced between red traffic lights, stubbornly flickering in the grey mist that embraced the city of Seattle.Concluída
Who Will You Save? //Draft 1//
„The sunset is beautiful, isn't it?", she asked, the sound of her voice strained, as if she hadn't been talking for a long time. The boy sat next to her, staring forward into the leaving sun. He didn't even look at the young woman when she spoke. Yet still he could feel himself, only a small part of himself, longing to hear more of her voice. It used to calm him down, singing soft lullabies whenever nightmares haunted him, or telling stories to him and his brother. It was the only comfort he could rely on. And he ended it before it could poison him. Silence filled the vast empty space. Only a single Rowan tree swayed in the non existent wind, its branches reaching down where the two figures sat, sheltering them from any harm that may come their way. It was time to leave this place again. He couldn't stay here for long. He hugged his knees tight, unconsciously swaying back and forth as he did so. Maybe, if he hugged himself hard enough, he could stay here and listen to one of her stories again? Just one short story. His efforts were in vain. He realized that when his hands and feet started to disappear, just like they have done thousands of times before. There was no way things could continue the way they were now. He knew he had to stop, but a selfish part of him was still holding onto that hope that everything would be okay once he opened his eyes. „Auntie,", he said, preparing his next words. „I... really prefer sunrises." 0101011101101111011100100110110001100100011100000110110001100101011000010111001101100101011100110110000101110110011001010110110101100101Concluída
Unknowingly Yours
Cousins and a bunch of friends.... that's what they were, enjoying life in their own possible ways. Come a sudden marriage, hidden marriage and a heated hate love story
A Trucker's Anthem
Thunder rolled heavily across the sky, and Dreamer looked up from her writing to see that the lights inside Thunder were on, beckoning her to come inside. A few raindrops fell from the sky, and she quickly took her piece of paper out of the typewriter to preserve the ink. At that moment, a flash of white cracked across the sky, coming down, down, down. A bright bolt of lightning zigzagged down from the heavens, thin and white. With the pass of a single heartbeat, the single blink of an eye, all was quiet. A small stream of smoke rose slowly from Thunder's bed. The valiant truck twitched and moaned, small arcs of electricity passing through his undercarriage to his roof. His headlights flashed on and off by themselves, over and over, until they stayed on. Thunder's engine sputtered to a steady hum. His headlights flickered, the small lights above his windshield visor illuminating themselves as well. The whisper of a word on the howling wind could be heard, repeating over and over: Thunder, Thunder, Thunder... (This is a prequel story to General Lee's Revenge explaining the backstory behind the characters Thunder and Rig as well as the convoy from the second General Lee's Revenge book: Cross-Country. There is another character that will be introduced in book eight of the series named Dreamer who is the main character of this prequel story.)Concluída
Accepting My Fate ⋄ A Youtube a.u.
On my way home, I heard more sirens than usual in my neighborhood. As I got closer and closer to my house, I saw and heard more police cars and ambulances. I turned on my street, and saw that the cars stopped at my driveway. One thought. And it changed everything.Concluída
Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.
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