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The Coffeehouse [Short Story]Right in the centre of town, between the railway station and the natural history museum, is where you’ll find Henry’s – the grey and brown coffeehouse where all children brought up within a 10 block radius had once come to squander their pocket money on chocolate éclairs after school.
Housed inside the shell of what was once a grand theatre, Henry’s had been operating at that address since before the war, outliving all the modern cafes that had long since came and went.
It was a place of warmth, in both the physical and the atmospheric sense. The team of 4 women, of varying ages, that served each and every d
Blinded By the FogIt was no wonder Mark swerved off the end of McKinley road last March. Driving 25mph, I could not see more than a few inches in front of me. Special lighting was created after Mark died, but for some reason someone or something kept damaging it until eventually the city stopped repairing it. Until the next time someone plummeted to their death and hopefully that someone was not going to be me tonight. I had to get through to my sister's house. It was Mark, our older brother's birthday. Ever since Mark died, things had been spiraling downward. A month after we took Mark off of life support, we found out that our dad had lung cancer. The doctor
The Bridge to Nowhere“It broke,” she murmured as she looked down at the water flowing beneath her. “How strange…”
She stood with her arms stretched out on either side of her, ready to catch herself should her balance fail. Her toes were at the edge, balanced on the last solid board that protruded from the remains of the bridge. The end of the board was splintered from whatever force created the five foot gap between the two sides of the bridge. Phragmites stood high on either side of the bank, brown from the cold but still standing to be blown by the wind.
“It’s just like those stories in the newspaper of people who
Videtur quod non omnia sic...Do mieszkania w niewielkim bloku weszła niezbyt wysoka dziewczyna... Szła szybkim krokiem, otulona w brązową, nieprzemakalną kurtkę. Trzymała na ramieniu, kurczowo, swoją dużą torbę, przyciskając ją do siebie niczym największy skarb. Jej długie, związane w kok czarne włosy przemoczone były od stale padającego deszczu... Jesień. Niby piękna, kolorowa, ale jednak zazwyczaj tak bardzo szara, mokra... Monotonna. Dni stają się coraz krótsze, coraz zimniejsze... Z każdym tygodniem bliżej było zimie, mroźnym p
Un Gran Problema Cap 2UN GRAN PROBLEMA CAP 2
al dia sigiente ...
con vicente y vanessa ...
vicente : hola , veo que estas mas animada vanessa
vanessa : este , gracias , estas guapo vicente
vicente : gracias vanessa , tu tambien estas muy linda
vanessa : *ligeramente sonrrojada* :)
vicente pov : pero que me pasa , yo amo a brenda , o sera que ya no ? , no , no puedes , ferb te va a matar , simplemente no puedo , pero y si me enamoro de ella ? , aaaaaaggggggg , no se que acer
vanessa pov : lo estoy logrando , se que lo estoy lo grando , si sigo asi , en menos de 2 dias , se olvidara de brenda
vicente : oye , que quieres acer ?
vanessa : no lo se *le da un
From Princess to KnightLaying peacefully on The Altar in the room, the young girl who had recently celebrated her sixteenth birthday laid there peacefully not moving. The only sound was that of her soft breathing as she was in a sleep like state. She laid there as if made of stone as the young Princess of Alexandria laid helplessly on the altar.
Your not suppose to be here!
Suppose to be here your not!
The door suddenly flung opened and two small jesters were thrown into the room. Footsteps were heard as a figure walked into the room. The two jesters stood up shaking their heads and fear went on their faces seeing the man enter.
I Warned You “I'm telling you, something is wrong!” the young boy yelled. “There is something going on around here, but no one knows what!”
The boy's sister, the person he was talking to, was still waking up as she was going to get herself breakfast. She was much older then him, and him being the younger brother, she viewed him as a pest and was tuning him out. He didn't care, and continued voicing his worries.
“Haven't you been paying attention to what's been going on around here? People are going messing, and no one knows how!”
“Uh huh,” she spoke.
Todas Mueren Por Mi Cap 3TODAS MUEREN POR MI CAP 3
en el parque...
joe : ho , vinieron
xavier : que , pensaste que no vendriamos ???
joe : pues , si , los note muy desanimados
fred : bueno , ya , cual es tu plan ???
joe : pues , son dos , 1 , secuestrar a thomas , ho 2 , descubrir que es lo que lo ase tan irresistible
xavier : yo voto por la 1
fred : yo por la 2
joe : 1
fred : ok , lo secuestraremos
en la pijamada...
thomas : son buenas , para jugar
marie : claro que lo somos tomy
death : bueno , otra ronda ???
todos : claro
thomas : bien *tocan la puerta* yo abro *se va* *abre la puerta y le dan un golpe muy fuerte en la cabeza por lo cual queda inc
Supernatural- Beginnings Part 7Supernatural- Beginnings
Andy layed in his bed, too hyped up to sleep. It had been a few hours, and no sounds other than snoring coming from the house. Andy got up and walked into the living room, his favorite leather jacket on his shoulders. He opened the frost door and sat on the porch swing.
"Jace, Kate!" Crowley called to the two demons. "Yes, Sir?" Jace asked. "I need you to kidnap your son and Sam, and torture them." Crowley said. Kate and Jace grinned at each other and went to get the two men.
They grabbed Sam first, who put up a fight, but Kate knocked him out. And took him to a abandoned building, then back to help her mat
Without The Mask... ~PewDieCry Part Two~ Without The Mask...
Sunlight filtered through the blinds that covered the windows, shining right in Cry’s closed eyes. His blue eyes fluttered open, only to squint closed at the sight of the sun.
“Daylight, already?” Cry muttered to himself. “Another restless night…” With a sigh, he sat up in bed and stretched. Looking over at the clock, it was nine-thirty AM. Sluggishly, he climbed out of his bed and wobbled to the kitchen, looking for someth
WHERE THE FUCK DID THAT SPIDER GOMe: *scrolling through tumblr, mom comes up the stairs and grabs a small cup*
Mom: There's a huge spider downstairs
Me: What. Show me *follows mom, and sees dad staring next to the tv*
*sees a glimps of the spider* 'Fuck. I'm not sleepin tonight. That's a huge ass spider'
Me: Oh my goodness gracious. That's huge.
Mom: *Hands dad the small cup*
Dad: That is a small cup. Do you expect me to catch him with this? I guess I'll have to get close to him... *kneels down slowly and puts the cup down, but jumps up quickly and yells*
Dad: Fuck! He's fast. Did you see that?!
Spider somewhere: hehehehe
*This continues to happen and now the couch is flipp
Oc ShortI'm re-posting this because I deactivated my old account
You drum your fingers on the desk and stare intently at your computer screen, Buddy-Log is completely silent. You created the chat system for you and your friends. Your the only ones who know about it and have it. "Where is everyone?" you moaned. You studied the names and text color out of boredom.
Anna, RED. Last online, 7/2. 6:22PM
Amy, PINK. Last online, 7/1. 6:22PM
Eligja, GREEN. Last online, 6/28. 6:22PM
Ginger, YELLOW. Last online, 6/27. 6:22PM
You rub your face in a tired sloppy manner and quit reading. You pick up your phone.
You have a new voice mail.
Oh why do i have to be me?#849 walked back and forth wondering if she really had a life would she not still have her parents and live a happy life? Oh why did i have to be me and how i wish to be a normal cat,lizard
or perhaps even a flea it would be a better life not being experimented on.
The first day she came she was fascinated by all the pointy objects, beakers and strange noises. #849 then learned that those sharp objects were something to be feared.
Well thats all i wrote but if u like it plz tell me in the comments <3
Without The Mask... ~PewDieCry Part 3~ Without the Mask
"A...Scar?" Pewds whispered with the most confused look grazing his face. Cry looked straight at him. Almost begging with his eyes to not ask. Something had just occurred to Cry. Considering he did not have his mask, he had to try as best as he could to extinguish the burning feeling that started to work up his neck. He'd just realized Pewds was still holding him down and straddling his legs around his waist. Why was this embarrassing?
"Pewds, It's not
(No name) ch.1It was a brilliant day in Equestria. The sun, thanks to a certain princess, shone radiantly down upon the land and the birds chirped merrily. A cool summer breeze blew through Twilight's new wings, ruffling them. Twilight smiles. Today she had been coronated as Equestria's newest princess. She looked out over the balcony of the castle. Ponyville was a distant spec on the horizon. She couldn't wait to be back in her library. The royal sisters had invited Twilight and her friends to stay the night at the castle before making the long journey back to Ponyville. Twilight looked around her suite. Silk sheets and satin pillows dressed her bed, and golden trinkets lined the dresser. The nightstand and bed were made of the finest oak wood in the kingdom. Twilight sighed. She hope she was ready for this.
Mario Party: The Descent
Mario Party: The Descent by Dillon Howell
One night, me and a friend, nicknamed Luna because of her resemblance and characteristics of Luna from MLP:FiM, decided to play an new N64 ROM hack called Mario Party: The Descent. I believed it looked good on the site's screenshots and asked her to join me for a quick test run before I choose to keep it or destroy it. As I loaded the rom, Luna slightly twitched at what she said was pure excitement. When the game finished loading, I noticed the color of the game was duller and had the title "Mario Party The Descent" in a jaded, block-like font in only grey letters, kinda like the ones on the Pape
The lost seasons The sky went on forever. The fields were a winter white, some patches brown like his eyes this day. As the two ran off the worries of the week, he felt as if this particular time was something he had dreamt for what seemed forever. Her snow white hair with the usual sapphire blue hair band and eyes. The new emerald green sleeveless dress he waited so long to finally see on her apricot shaded flesh. The onyx black hoodie he wore at the time was his most treasured item, as she had given it to him after sophomore year came to a limitless close. Her slim yet curvacious figure burning a brand in his heart and a suffocating lump in his throat . Be
The Last Of Light The Last Of Light
The walls got tighter and the corridor chilled his very core as a noble Cry made his shaky way down to the stairs leading himself to the ground floor of the once beloved home of a dear friend of his since childhood. They had grown apart long before the sudden disappearance of the said friend and Cry went to visit him the night mere moments before he heard the news. With each loud creak of shifting floor boards, he found himself more shaken than he once began. 'I feel like every wall is plastered with eyes. What happened here that made this all so surreal only hours ago?' As he tried in a seemingly vain attempt to gras
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