In My Shoes_I've Never Done This Before_But Do We Have Time_The Interrogation

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In My Shoes

I've Never Done This Before

But Do We Have Time

The Interrogation

In My Shoes

I was the next Heiress to the throne of Dreamland. I felt lucky. I felt scared. I felt excited. And I felt nervous. I also felt-well, the list would be too long to tell.Dreamland was a magical place, where all your dreams come true. Now that I think about it, that kind of sounds clichè or something someone would tell you when you walk into an amusement park.Let me start again. Dreamland was a magical place where dreams were real. Where dreams came alive. Where dreams were crazy, amazing things. And sometimes they were scary.I felt like I was living in a fairy tale. I kind of was. Becoming the ...yhhone door

I've Never Done This Before

My friends and I escaped through the creaky, eerily black iron gate towering above us in front of an ominous, foggy forest. Our crunching feet snapped the dry leaves as we were running back and forth so many times since early childhood. As Camille and the others all leaped over fallen logs and swung from low branches, I stopped and turned around. The place—scarily inappropriate for small children—didn’t make me shudder and run to my parents to comfort a scared me anymore.      I stood, all fear and hesitation vanishing. Standing firm, I opposed such an enemy. Maybe I’ll write a poem or a song ...yhhone door

But Do We Have Time

“We have plenty of time.” He says to me, a smile playing on his lips.He is always tries to make lighter of the situation. Sometimes it works. Other times it doesn’t. He always says we have plenty of time. I don’t think he realizes that my time is running out.“Let’s go and enjoy ourselves.” Another famous saying.He grabs my hand and drags me along with him through the amusement park. I follow him with ease, trying to catch up to his long strides. He looks back at me, blue eyes beaming with delight. Any chance we get, he takes me here. He knows how much I love coming. Even though it’s getting ha...yhhone door

The Interrogation

 Pain. That was the first thing he could remember. A sharp painful blow to his head. But that was all he could remember. Nothing else. No name, no birthday, no favorite pringles flavor, nothing. He examined his surroundings. A dark prison cell. He was all alone. "Aw, dang it!" he said to himself "No rwww.onedoor.ccoomates." He chuckled to himself. He thought that was pretty funny. He then noticed a strange dry feeling on his hands, like when there's dirt you can't wash off. He looked down and screamed "WAUGH!" There was dried blood all over his hands. He took a lick. Twelve hours old, by the taste of it ."W...yhhone door