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The day you've been waiting for has finally arrived...
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I know today is the day,
And the anxiety follows,
I’m about to say,
The words that I can’t swallow.
I walk down the aisle,
Flowers in hand,
I stare at him for awhile,
I can barely stand.
The time has come,
To shed my last name,
God, he’s handsome,
As hot as a flame.
‘I love you Chase’,
I express in tears,
He kisses me with grace,
And melts away my fears....
There is nothing more joyful than having a grandchild. Do you know how hard it is to sit in a lunch room and see all those photographs. It is so difficult to be intrested in the same stories over and over. Different names and different days are the only changes.
But today it is my story they have to listen too. I anxiously wait at our usual table in the break room. Today will be a great day...
Now here we are, the end of May with nowhere to go but a summer full of new adventures. Where will we go on vacation this year? Dad hasn’t said, but I’m sure it’s going to be a fun time. I’ll be able to see my friends a lot more too, especially with Adam moving next door last month. I can play basketball with my new hoop, or I can stay home and get on the game with some of my friends that have mov...
The day I’ve been waiting for
Has finally arived
I’ve gotten rid of your shadow
And your hold on my mind
I’m free to be myself
Without you in mind
I have a new friendship
One that this time won’t end
You don’t haunt me
I’ve been happy these past few days
I’ve been sleeping well
Without your dreams plaguing my brain
I have new memories to hold on to
A new life to begin
A new story
I get to start o...
I still can't stop staring at this volleyball player, even though it's the ninth week of the semester. She is a delight to behold; she is tall and stunning, with lovely long, curly hair and an attractive, well-groomed body. We have been conversing amicably, but nothing major. It's as if we've been maintaining eye contact at the cafe all day, waiting for someone to initiate conversation. She's cons...
The alley reeked of stale beer and desperation, a familiar scent to Naomi Reed. She'd navigated these backstreets countless times, delivering food to the less fortunate, offering a comforting presence in a world that often forgot them. But tonight, the scent was layered with something else – the metallic tang of blood.
She'd witnessed death before, the brutality of it etched into her memory like ...
The day I’ve been waiting for has finally arrived.
I felt it in every fiber of my body, and I was enlightened— exhilarated.
With adrenaline coursing through my blood, I sprinted down the halls of my abandoned, shabby apartment complex.
The air was musty and grey, almost emanating green, nasty aura. I ignored the usual environment as I left the building.
The sky was a bright blue, and the air was ...
My eyes snapped open as an earthquake shook me awake.
“Will you_ cut it out_?” I pleaded as my little sister, Harmony let out a squeal.
“When you wake up you look like a creepy doll.” She said gleefully, shoving my side. Despite her small size, her tiny hands pushed me to my side.
“Thanks. Always wanted that.” I responded bitterly as she skipped out of the room. I rubbed my side and ...
The day was finally here. The festival began today. Sun Solstice had officially arrived.
I could barely contain my excitement as I dressed for the opening festival. I would be able to dance the night away with my new friend Elle. Her and I talked forever yesterday. We talking about boys and our families and life.
I even told her about my true love. (She agrees that I should never fall in love....
I’ve been saving up for almost an entire year. Now the day has finally come, I can travel again. I got my ticket about a month ago, but haven’t planned much more yet. Just a hotel for the first few nights and from there I’ll add where the adventure will take me. I hope to go on a long road trip again and meet more friendly people of which this world is full of. Work, save, travel and repeat. That’...
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To get into the afterlife, your soul has to fulfil its truest desire on earth. Some people never find their purpose, and can never move on.
Write about a character who is trying to discover or complete their true goal before they die.