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Lady Brigsbury's Secrets
It wasn't everytime she got the prompt. Things like this did not happen that often. But this time it did. It had begin just like any other day. Lily woke up to the sound of the familiar chirping of birds outside her window and the rays of sunlight coming through. It was one of the reasons she had wanted a light curtain. These little things meant a lot to her and helped brighten her otherwise rather monotonouss mornings. This morning hadn't seemed any different from the others. Getting up, she proceeded to go about the daily routine of getting cleaned and dressed for the day. It was still rel...
SKI PATH TO JUSTICE
SKI PATH TO JUSTICE Nick was never a good student but right now that didn’t matter, because everybody that ever went to school or watched TV knew that if you ever got caught outside in the freezing cold, the situation you would be in, would simply mean one thing…in time you’re going to die. That’s why Nick knew he had to find the snow trail leading back to the lodge that he stupidly veered off while on this stupid solo expedition. The situation wasn’t helped when a quick and fast arriving snow caused a white out condition that was accompanie...
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09、02、2019'Delete his number, texts , unfollow him on all social media. Find happier people like us. Watch a movie, go out and breathe, get silly. Just try to forget about him okay." said Tinah my best friend." you know you are better off without him. Know your worth and I know you deserve better than him" chimed in Diana my other best friend.What on earth would I do without them. I felt slightly better amidst my puffy cheeks and red eyes. I'd cried all night cause I simply couldn't imagine it was over. The long talks, walks the sticky notes, dreams The dates were my favorite. I got to devour ...
Alice Pritchard and the Case of the Broken-In Bakery
Footsteps vibrated against the marble walls and bounced back towards the cobblestone street. Three figures appeared round the corner - two policemen with a young man in handcuffs were striding towards the police station. The handcuffed man was in his early twenties, with wavy blonde hair that dropped down till his shoulders. His eyes were brimming with tears, and he was trying his hardest not to break free of the firm policemen who were seizing him. 'For the thousandth time, I'm innocent,' he said in a trembling voice, shivering all over. 'Shut up, Jon,' said a burly policeman, slapping his ba...