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The torch lit the room with a bouncing inconsistent light. The shadows bounced and jumped as they looked for the small gold box.
Ugh protein - good grief I can't think of anything ......The little girl thought that professional teenagers were "Proteins".
"Bank !" She yelled as she pulled the money from her mother's wallet. The evening now held a promise that it did not have just seconds before.
The graceful water lapped against the shore and the couple stared at the ocean. Time was up and they both new it.
The man got involved in something that was way over his head, not only over his head but way beyond his comprehension. How could the dog sense his pain ? How could the colors in his eyes all revert to gray.
The complete darkness of the small room and the hum of the air conditioner make it a perfect cave like experience to have a great nap.
He hid his eyes into the crook of his elbow as the last seconds of the clocked ticked away. 3.2.1 - the Pittsburgh Pengiuns won the Stanley Cup !
When dawn came it brought dread. The discomfort started around dinner time on Sunday night and by the time morning rolled around the thought of the day to come left her feeling like her gerbil was on his exorcise ball running full speed but not in his cage, but in her stomach.
The sleeves were her costume. She pulled them down whenever she needed to cover her tracks. Without them she was open to speculation and her addition showed. She needed to move to the spots between her toes since summer was coming.