The Quest For Diamond._Wild_For a grave's son, Greyson._A Sunset in the Sand
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The Quest For Diamond.
The Quest for diamond. Jack live with his grand father after he lost his parent, in the village where they lived together, Jack was all Anderson has, they were very poor, their primary means of survival is fishing, Anderson has thought Jack major fishing skills, he was still very young when his grandfather has been taking him to the sea for fishing, he was good in all he does, he is very brave and hard-working, and already knows how to swim and do fishing normally.Jack grew up to become a very brave young man, as his father grew old, one day Jack was really interested in knowing his life story...
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Write a story told exclusively through dialogue."Sarah, your back!" he said"Well, it's been a long time," she replied"Sit here, I was just making tea," said Joe"So, how are ya?""I'm fine, what about you, where have you been?" he asked."Where have a been…uh."Joe turned around from the stove to face Sarah and gasped."What happened to you?" he demanded"Nothing... its""Your face, your hands! "he blurted"Shh…. keep it down; they're sleeping," Sarah said hastily"Did Warlock sent you somewhere?" Joe asked"I… it's a long story, and you probably don't wanna hear it.""Sarah!""You know it's top-secret, "...
For a grave's son, Greyson.
For Andreas, getting by was proving hard each day. On his kitchen table was a bulk of water bills, telephone bills and a couple of parking tickets he had to pay. He was working two, day jobs but it still was not enough to give him the proper life he wanted. He dragged his tired bones to the kitchen to fix dinner. There weren’t any vegetables in the shelves, neither was there any cereal he had wished to gobble down with the 350ml milk he had picked from the matt on his way back to his apartment. There were three brown radishes in the fridge, discolored by over a week of their presence under low...
A Sunset in the Sand
"We're going to be late!!!" Cassie yells over her shoulder. She's riding her bike perfectly centered in the lane, the chrome stands out against the black asphalt. "No, we won't," I scoff back. This is an ongoing joke, we know we aren't going to be late. We never have been. Nobody has. The Panel has planned everyone's schedules precisely so that there are no accidents, no excuses. I'm 16 today, www.onedoor.ccthere will be a celebration this evening after daily studies. I enjoy birthdates, they are one of the allotted days each year where entire families are permitted to gather, following the Winter Celebrat...