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Weekly Quote #43
“He won’t come out of his room Cody…I’m getting worried.” They’re talking about me again.
I don’t like it.
It feels weird. My heart aches… Why won’t it stop? Tilda? I feel my eyes tear up as I think of Tilda and within moments I’ve been pushed to my limit and I burst into tears. Crying over my lost lover and clinging to the teddy I had bought her. Why now? Why did they have to kill her now?…
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Weekly Quote #43
“He won’t come out of his room Cody…I’m getting worried.” They’re talking about me again.
I don’t like it.
It feels weird. My heart aches… Why won’t it stop? Tilda? I feel my eyes tear up as I think of Tilda and within moments I’ve been pushed to my limit and I burst into tears. Crying over my lost lover and clinging to the teddy I had bought her. Why now? Why did they have to kill her now?…
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Song Prompt Saturday #10
Song Prompt Saturday #10
This weeks Song Prompt is Don’t Waste Your Time by Kelly Clarkson.
This is old Moonlight Institute work and as a result focuses on events that no longer happen. I haven’t edited it, merely posted it here so you can see just how far I’ve come in terms of writing my characters.
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Song Prompt Saturday #10
Song Prompt Saturday #10
This weeks Song Prompt is Don’t Waste Your Time by Kelly Clarkson.
This is old Moonlight Institute work and as a result focuses on events that no longer happen. I haven’t edited it, merely posted it here so you can see just how far I’ve come in terms of writing my characters.
(more…)
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Weekly Quote #6
“He won’t come out of his room Cody…I’m getting worried.” They’re talking about me again.
I don’t like it.
It feels weird. My heart aches… Why won’t it stop? Tilda? I feel my eyes tear up as I think of Tilda and within moments I’ve been pushed to my limit and I burst into tears. Crying over my lost lover and clinging to the teddy I had bought her. Why now? Why did they have to kill her now? Why…
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