The Fame I Didn't Even Want_What belongs to me, belongs to thee_A Journey through Paris_Her Name
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The Fame I Didn't Even Want
Most people wanted to be famous for their life-changing invention, or beautiful singing abilities. Or even for their popular book series. But I happened to be famous for none of these things. No, the kind of fame I had was one that made people crossed the street to avoid me or hold their children closer when I walked past.You may be wondering, why is that? What could you do to make people uncomfortable or even afraid of you? Well, to answer the question, I did absolutely nothing to deserve this. But tell that to the police.“Once again Officer, I did not kill him.” I stood up and grabbed the ba...
What belongs to me, belongs to thee
Lucas sat at his desk, pen in hand. These were the last two mementos of his 13-year marriage she had left him. Everything else had been stripped to bare stone. Except the rank smell. That could not be cleansed from the room – chilled rock, ocean salt, fish and blood. This space was more an enclosure for a wild animal. It had never been a home, not the sort you return to gratefully and open the front door to be greeted warmly, with the smells and sounds of love and family. For all he brought her, for all he gave her, she returned it with the coldness of the sea itself, the sea that will kill a ...
A Journey through Paris
A Journey Through ParisI was sitting on a chair at the hospital. My palms on my face and my eyes full of tears. Everywhere around me, there was sadness and misery. The only thing keeping me alive was hope. Hope that my mother would be okay, hope that everything could go back to the way it www.onedoor.ccwas supposed to be. Deep inside of me, I knew that everything wouldn’t be alright but I pushed that feeling in because I didn’t want it to be true. My mom was my life, she was the only person I had. All I could see were doctors and nurses going in and out of the room. I didn’t know what was going on. What hap...
Her Name Is Alice
May 22nd 2010 My mother got me this diary for my birthday. I don’t know what she expects. I’m not exactly a diary keeping person.May 23rd 2010 Okay, I guess I should try to use this thing. At least give at a go. So where am I in my life right now? Well, I’m 16, as of yesterday. I live in a house, a very big house in the country. With my mother, as mentioned, and my older sister, Síobhán. I have my Junior Cert coming up, which is of course terrible. But oh well, I’ll get through it. I’m actually not as worried about it as some of my classmates, I think it’ll be grand. Like, I don’t think I’ll b...