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He turned at the sudden noise, his heart thudding again. The gate had squeaked! Someone had opened the gate and was at this moment walking towards him, to reprimand him ... read more -
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The quickest glance over his shoulder told him that he was alone. He had known anyway, there were no footsteps, no breathing. He'd be a bit worried if there were ... read more -
Me preocupa todas las cosas que me faltan planear para el viaje, ya que aun cuando falta mas de un mes, tambien tengo que ocuparme de la escuela, los permisos... read more -
I was crumpling and uncrumpling the worn stationary in my hand over and over, opening it up and closing it each time as if wondering that by doing so eventually ... read more -
fidelity. awash in my aimless stupor, a few accented notes seem to be finding their way to a chorus. the melody is builg read more -
I remember things being better in my childhood. The economy was greater. My mother was a stay-at-home mom, so I got to spend more time with her. She was the ... read more -
Untitled She woke up to a bright light. The sun shown down from the sky. She opened her eyes and quickly shut them. She turned her head away from the ... read more -
By the time they reached the town along the Douro, they'd come up with a remedy to deal with the cold Galician nights (in August). At the end of the ... read more -
The following are poems and stuff I wrote a while ago hope every one likes them. -Wayne Every thing I put in here is written by me. Dark, light all ... read more
