DID YOU KNOW?_Willow_Tale of betrayal and lie_The Best-Laid Plans
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DID YOU KNOW?
“Did you know that, when the wind stirs the leaves on the tree branches, the sound you hear is actually the Tree Elfin's dresses hustling?” I look sideways to my friend as we sit side by side on an old dried-up tree log. He’s fluffy and soft, pencil gray with patches of white around his big floppy ears and liquorice black eyes, a wiggly chocolate brown nose, whiskers that dwww.onedoor.ccroop downwards and two enormous white front teeth sticking out over his under lip. His name is Frop and he’s a rabbit.“You don’t say”, I answer him. It wouldn’t be the first time Frop is overly dramatic about something. If i...
Willow
The water was just right. Waves crashed on the shore as ferociously as a small ripple on a lake can. Leaves rustled in the nearby trees. Light suddenly erupted from the sky, as the sun broke free of the now, vanishing clouds. Fletcher carried the last of the supplies to the dinghy, that sat half in the water. He took care in placing all items so that the boat would sit even and balanced on the water. The last thing he wanted was for it to capsize. Standing erect once more, he licked his forefinger and raised it just above his head. He nodded contently as he felt the cold wind. “Still from the ...
Tale of betrayal and lie
''I only love you'', said he. " Lying ? Again ? Why ? Why is it so difficult for you to just be honest? My love wasn't enough for you? I don't deserve a liar and a cheater like you we are done ! I hate you." Teenage love is a very beautiful feeling, holding his hand, cuddling, giving cute hugs and the feeling of having someone who loves you and takes care of you is so amazing but not every love story has a fairy tale ending. Some are filled with pain, lies and loneliness such bonds gives only a temporary feeling of bliss and a long term depression. Mathew and I met during our sophomore year, h...
The Best-Laid Plans
Isa was always making plans. On Sundays, she’d write out her week’s schedule in half-hour increments, including such mundane things as brushing her teeth and changing into pjs. She liked to write it all out, and envision her day down to the tiniest detail. In the morning, she double-checked the list, which she had laid beside her alarm clock, and after her morning stretches, added any ideas that had bubbled up in her dreams. She put the things she would not do today either on her “Later” list or in an increasingly fat red journal that held all her lists and ideas to be implemented someday. Dur...