The Day we Killed Billy Martin_Love potion number nine_Scaling Back_Rambelings preceding Death
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The Day we Killed Billy Martin
The Day we killed Billy Martin“I’ve got a plan.” Mark knelt in the dust. We all leaned in closer. Mark was the quiet one, but when he spoke we all listened. The four of us had been plotting and dreaming for days about how we could get Billy Martin’s new bike away from him. We really hated Billy Martin. It wasn’t his red hair and freckles that all but made his face one big freckle. It wasn’t that he always had a smug grin on his fat face. I don’t even think it was because he beat up the little kids and stole their lunch money. No, it wasn’t any of those things.Every night we watched as our dad ...
Love potion number nine
When in high school, I was secretly in love with a classmate named Evelyn, who had beautiful round eyes, pinkish white skin and smooth black hair. She had a face of angel so that a lot of guys like her, even the guys from upper class and colleges. Meanwhile, I was neither a handsome boy nor an outstanding student. I was not a rich kid or an excellent basketball guy either, just an average teenager so that I thought there was no chance for me to be her boyfriend. I enjoyed watching her secretly, especially when she tied her hair up or took her hair down. I sent my love for her to my songs and p...
Scaling Back
Ooh, I have such a massive problem! And no, it has nothing to do with me being a dragon, although that tends to add to the issue if I forget my potion. No, I have a problem dating two hundred years, five months, two weeks, and thirteen days.Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.The notion of dragons being greedy and taking all manner of wealth from around a nation is a stereotype, I tell you! We're not all greedy! I mean, there's been some dragons that do this, mostly for trophies or tithes, but I am not one of them!Okay, okay, let me calm down and explain.I am called Grounder. Yes, it's not as terri...
Rambelings preceding Death
‘I’ve got a plan.’ Is what I would have said if I actually had a plan, sadly I did not possess something quite so magical. Perhaps it would have been the sane route if I had one. To first begin a plan and only then act upon it but I simply could not resist, so I acted without a pwww.onedoor.cclan. I was hungry you see, I needed to feed. After all what was the alternative here? I go on feeling hunger? No, no, no, no, no, no, NO. That was no option at all. Feeding it would be, so I went on with it, no plan, no weapons, allies. Just me. The lonely Nosferatu that I was, that I am. People always seem distant to ...