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She lifted her bags off the ground and headed toward the door, running quickly. It was a once in a life-time opportunity she had to do it. There was no back up plan, nothing she wanted more. It was spontaneous and different, and she loved him for it.
She thumbed it, out on highway 11. She found it hard to keep on the soft shoulder but she knew she couldn't stay on the highway. It made it nearly impossible to go anywhere else in the heat of the night. She wanted to go home. It's why she got out of her boyfriend's truck. She loved him but he didn't love her the same way. He expected so much, he lifted the skirt of her dress and felt her leg all the way up. He lost control of the vehicle for a brief moment before she demanded he pull over on the soft shoulder of highway 11.
the hatred for her family manifested into something larger. He body changed into something unrealistic and large. her head bulged into the shape of a balloon as the rest of her body followed. Her enormous feet were large enough to destroy her family in a single step. Though she was to scared to do it, she shrank back to her normal size as she calmed herself down in her room.
She ran at a steady pace. Her heart beat pounding in her chest, her lungs filled with the crisp morning air as her long brown hair bounced around her shoulders. The morning dew still laid upon the grass that cool fall morning.
the hot air balloon quickly lifted into the air. Soaring through the clouds, a woman standing by the wall, is joined by a young man, he kisses her pink lips softly before whispering, "I love you, Happy first year anniversary."
My chemistry exam was so exhausting. I barely remembered what I did yesterday, and this, all of these facts and names and stoichiometry, I tried I really did, but I ended up handing my exam, incomplete. I think I've failed my mother.
She stood on t the beach collecting seashells not the broken ones, but instead the perfect old ones left behind by their old inhabitants, on the shore.
silence broke out, in the midst of a calm cool night, the war has ended nothing but the crisp cool air flowing down the backs of each man's shirt a short celebration. A win in the heart of a true kindred spirit. He won her heart, and the heart of her family.