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Standing in the middle of the road he looked out to the horizon, first in one direction, than the other. She kept to the side walk, glancing nervously down each street for the next car to come and knock him over.
"Oi, stop that now. A car'll come by and you'll get run over."
He turned to her, a wide grin on his face full of teeth.
The wreath on the front door was in disarray, just hanging on it's nails. The door was opened, a bloody hand print staining the wood right above the door knob.
The knock knock knock at the door was an ominous sound. I felt like I was running in slow motion, seeing everything unfold before my eyes at such speed I knew I'd never get there in time to stop the disaster. I could see her little hand, innocently reaching up for the door knob.
It was the first step. The first step to becoming who I wanted to be. Or was it. Was that really who I wanted to be still. My goals had changed, my views, my life. I wasn't so sure any more. Perhaps this step was no longer mine to take.
My wisdom teeth are starting to appear. I wonder what wisdom teeth are for. They crowd your mouth and are often removed so why do we have them in the first place?
She ran her hands over the canvas. Savouring the feel of the uneven surface, the texture of the painting and recreating the image of the painting she couldn't see in her mind.
Fashion articles. Perfect models. Love doctors. Advice columns. Business mags. Stock market. Photography. Companies. Millions. Industry.
It's a scary thought that in just 6 months I'll be in my final year of school and preparing to go out into the world. My life will be own to do with what I will. I'm not sure I'm ready for that kind of freedom just yet.
Half. Half of what? Half a cake, half a piece of chalk? Half a person, a plate, a film, a chair? Why have half of something when you could have the whole thing?
It was written into the prophecy that a mysterious event would occur, involving this young girl and her family. For this reason, she was kept locked in a tower and not allowed out, for fear of misfortune befalling her before she was able to fulfil her destiny.
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