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"WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN!" I screamed, looking at the chemistry test. Everyoe looked at me. Well, It was a fair question... LEAVE THIS PAGE BLANK.
game
Three teenagers headed down to the old shack, with snacks, books, and candles, and a cosy plan to sit around together and do homework. But after about half an hour, old jealousies arose, and they started to bicker, then stormed out of the shack and stomped away separately to be alone. Two of them wandered to nearby fences, where they sat moodily gazing into the distance and thinking how the entire world was against them. The third one went home, but had forgotten her key and had to climb in the window. Only the cat was left to watch as shack went up in smoke.
roof
If I fell off the roof, would anyone care? Probebly not, people aren't accustom to worrying about things like that. They worry about first-world problems such as nail polish and what wine to drink.
simple
Life should be simple. I always say. Silent like the moon, you know. God, everything repeats.
both
We were both each other. We were always together, even when we weren't.
himself
He had an idea. He, Himself, and I, would begin a new concept. Something so marvellous no one had ever thought of before. It would be new and exiting!
rise
The rises in the east and sets in the west, I think. Pretty colours in the sky, and then after all that it turns into something truly beautiful, something...perfect. And then its gone and the dusky night falls.
under
I've lived under a rock for too long. When will it be my time? Time to begin and bloom, time to cherish and time to fly. A time of other things, far-way mansions on the moon.
local
She lived locally. Or locally enough to be able to walk anywhere she wanted, that is. So she rode her bike around, and ate lots of food. The end. No, not really.
soon
"Soon my time will come. I know that know" Claris muttered out loud to herself under her thick black glasses as the toxic girls walked past.
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