norcalguurl
The junkyard. To the naked eye, it looks like a mass of garbage and things no one would want anymore. But to some, it could mean a treasure trove of possibilities. Oh the creations! The art! Why would anyone want to throw away this broken bike? Or this recliner chair with a spring sticking up out of the cushion?
I walked nervously into the dark, seemingly deserted junkyard. Looking around, I noted the large, scary-looking guard dog sleeping fitfully buy the shed. I'm going to make this quick, I kept telling myself. Get in, talk to them, and get out. Simple as that, right? Right?
Swimming in the freezing cold waters of the river was horrific, my toes, my nose, and my whole body seemed to be frozen. I was grateful for the hot cup of cocoa and the warm fire back at the lodge.
String is the universal item. You can do anything with it. Cats love it, and you can use it for many things.
The rocket took off with a thunderous roar as a cloud of exhaust bloomed out below it.
I haven't eaten in days, being chased down, hunted, and almost killed can work up an appetite! I scarfed down at least six maybe seven sandwiches in a row.
I sat back in the lush green grass watching him keep the kite in the air. He looked so happy, happier than I'd ever seen him. How lucky was I to have him finally? To say I loved him with all my heart? I hoped for more of these moments with him.
I walk around the beautiful flower filled hedges of the palace garden, thinking of the meaning of this trip. My happiness? My father's happiness? My country?
I crossed my legs as the guards chained me to the wall. I couldn't believe they were doing this...no I could believe. I betrayed my country, I went behind my father's back, I fell in love with the enemy's son.
His wealth was immense. His looks even more so, could he really be the one? The one I would love forever? Lord Ian Byrne was his name. Ever so handsome and with a charm that could make any dame swoon, he smiled a small smile in my direction. The corners of my mouth twitched into a small grin, which was all I would allow myself for now. I would not let my father give me away on his own accord, I would play this my own way.
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