merrillkid
You and Kathy, you're magnets. Polar opposites and you just can't get enough of each other. You may call it love, but ain't as easy as that. You two fight too much and spend too much time from from each other.
There were many types of science. Or chemistry, whatever you want to call it. Chemistry is what you have with Kathy. It is a fusion of two beings and you refuse to leave her. To leave her would cause an explosion.
"Oh, no!" muttered Freddie under his breath. "There goes mother's vase!"
Freddie immediately started shouting at Vi. She shivered slightly and trembled under his furious glare.
He shook her, "What were you thinking?" he said. "Mother hasn't picked a new one out yet!"
I scooped the sun in my hands
Warm sunny rays
Turning pale to bronze
Bring brightness to the dark of the days
Sing a loud song
Vision a blurry haze
I scoop a handful of red dirt. I shift my weight onto my other leg and watch as the bats come out of their cave.
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