Apologies in advance, I was very uncertain about the factual correctness whilst writing this and therefore errors are highly likely.
“Are you insane?! You want to toast marshmallows on a volcano?! Couldn’t you just start a little bonfire down here and call it a day?” As always, Bear was questioning the safety of my decisions and, although it was probably safer to listen to him, I couldn’t resis...
“You said you bought a gun!”
“I bought some gum! How and why on earth would I have bought a gun at the poundshop? That wouldn’t be so manly.”
“I don’t know. There’s some weird things going on these days!”
I’m currently sat at the police station, in a cell, my best friend talking to me from the other side of the bars. In a lot of our usual situations, we’d be together, but not this time. This t...
Everyone has a fear, whether it be big or small. Well, my biggest fear is the moon. I’m not going to go into depth but it has prevented me from doing something all of my friends want to do, however won’t until I do too. Tonight we’re going stargazing. Tonight is also a full moon and I already know I’m going to see it.
**Small time skip. They are now at the location where they shall be stargazing...
“I’m sorry Bear. I never meant for you to get hurt.” Sighing deeply, I slumped against the brick wall, Bear in my arms. His soft breathing was my only focus. Oblivious to the silent and curious crowd gathering around us, I slipped one arm from under Bear and, leaning my head back against the wall, pushed back my hood and raked a finger through my hair, revealing my face.
Astonished gasps echoed d...
I give you love
As you give me pain
I water your crops
As you simply complain
I give you sun
As you wish for rain
The cycle continues
Again and again
I give you life
And you live it in rage
I give you trees
And they’re cut down for a page
I give you your needs
And you complain as you age
The cycle continues
Again and again...
**I was 12 years old when I quit the sport which, for 7 years before, had been my passion, my lifeline, my everything. That was 4 years ago now, and not a day has passed where I have not felt overwhelming regret. How could I have been so stupid? How could I have let them win? Over time the regret turned into anger, and anger is what consumed me. Now, however, I was determined. Determined to train ...
