“We have to give it back.” Leon exclaimed. Toby turned around and glared at him.

“_No_!” He said. “We can’t! You know what they’ll do to us if they find out we stole it!”

“I don’t care! I don’t want to be known as the thief! I’m giving it back with or without you!” Just as Leon was about to leave, Toby snatched away the safe and hugged it against his chest.

“You’re not doing anything!”

“I _must_!”...

“We have to get it back” I cry out in pain, looking at the missing sword, stolen from our grasps.

I clutch at the dirt where it once laid, before enemy guardsmen stole it from my bleeding hands.

The blood drops into the soil, as I pound at the empty ground.

Rage fills me.

We were so close, so close to destroying Grindel, the enemy’s evil beast.

I was so close to killing the monster who ripped...

” we have to give it back ”

” but why !” I replied

A tear fell as I tried to look away.

Away from the very thing that could change my life.

If luck comes your way would it not be foolish to not grab it with both hands, I thought.

” Taylor you in dream land again, those shops in your head are the only ones that you will be seeing ”

I looked at my wise bestie as she now beckoned me up the stairs of ...

“We’ll have to give it back.” It was never ours to keep, but merely hold on to until the rightful owner came back. We though it would be any easy task, but if proved to be anything but.

When the owner gave us the object, and told us we would be paid beyond our dreams for keeping it safe, we though “why not?” He was charming, powerful, we didn’t want to say no. Plus, for two broke artists, any...

We have to give it back. I KNOW we have to give it back. But when I'm holding it as the only thing I have, whether it has meaning or not, I can't. We look at each other and study each other's eyes. I stare deep into her light blue, contemplating eyes as I push my eyebrows up from where they sat. I need to look sure. I need my own eyes to say "I know what we're doing. This is right." But truthfully...

“We have to give it back!” I yell at him for like the tenth time.

“No we don’t, I keep telling you I won it fair and square!” He yells back.

The gauntlet lays there, looking, no staring at us.

I glance at it and I get a bad feeling, “Alex, what did you do to get this?” I immediately ask.

He glances at it then back at me.

“I did what I had to. To protect you, to protect us!”

“How could you be ...

“We have to give it back,” says Reese.

“But I don’t want to,” Betty whines.

“It’s the right thing to do, babe.” He kisses her on the forehead, indicating the argument is over.

Betty doesn’t understand. She’s worked hard- extra hours, multiple jobs- to be able to afford this. It also took a whole lot of luck. Why doesn’t Reese understand? She thought he wanted this too. Is their whole relations...

We have to give it back we have to give Love back. Love is something we think about daily is this really love do they love me back. We love are parents are pets are children and we always say I love you too or love you too them but when it come to a relationship love you have to see if there is a spark or something that say he/she I love them. Something we have too give that love away and it hurts...

“We have to give it back.” Lucy told her brother. “We do not know what this thing is, and we might get into trouble if we don’t return it.”

Her younger brother, Luke, didn’t pay attention to what his sister said. He was so focused on that thing that they accidentally stole from their neighbor earlier that day.

“Hey! Are you listening to me?” She nudged her brother a little harder than usual.

“R...

We have to give it back.

Give back. What does it mean?

They’ll tell you it means to bless to pass on to love to shine; at least that is what their lips will say.

They post their prayer requests on social media and share memes of what it means to be a good person but genuine is as far from what they are at heart.

Theyre a work of hypocritical art; theyre ugly.

Dont listen to their lies just op...