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asked Selena while helping Lorenzo to stand up. The woman placed her cell phone on the grave next to Lorenzo, then grabbed her husband's hand to stand up. "What is the name of Renee Carter's dead husband?" “Brexton, Brexton Cayyen.” "Look at that tomb, does it belong to the late Brexton, your best friend's husband?" Selena also shone her flashlight on a gravestone that had just been occupied by Lorenzo when the man fell.

he breathed, “so damn much?” Cheryl shut her eyes. It was all she could do as his mouth moved on hers sweetly… possessively. Emotion poured through her. An unstoppable tide. There was a sound of a throat clearing and an embarrassed little cough. Guiltily, Cheryl pulled free of Nikolas. Two huge books were placed in front of her.

he was rubbing circles into her back now, gently almost caressing. "O-okay," She wheezed, it was sure getting better. The heat of the burn had simmered into warmth that soothed through the pain in her stomach. "Just keep breathin' and breathin' and breathin' and breathin'. Keep on breathin' " Leigh gaped in disbelief. Willis Reeler, reputable bad boy of Saints Academy was singing Ariana Grande's Breathin' to her while he rubbed circles into her back. Laughter bubbled up from her throat and tumbled out of her lips.

she said in one breath "Thank you ma" "The song which you are gonna sing is Believe by Younha. Good luck Thank God it's the song I love the most. I breathed in and out then I took the microphone. ___________ When I was done with the song everywhere was silent. Okay I am getting scared no one is talking, maybe I over hyped myself, I felt something from on my hands and I noticed it was my tears. Wow!! Magnificent fantabulous! marvelous! "I can't believe this voice belongs to a human, like it was as if an angel was the one singing."

Sound dulled into a distant hum. Then warmth spread beneath her ribs. She looked down. Blood. Aiden turned just in time to see her collapse. “Elara!” The sound of her name tore from him, raw and uncontrolled. He caught her before she hit the ground, hands instantly pressing against the wound. Blood soaked through his fingers far too quickly. “No,” he said under his breath. “No, no, no…” Her breathing came shallow, shocked. “I’m… okay,” she tried to say. “You’re not,” he snapped, panic breaking through his control.

She sighed, her hands coming togther again. "Okay so, my father have written a play and even told miss chole about it and she liked it and she wants us, the drama members to perform it in the upcoming event in August, as you can see the event is far away and our summer vacation is up ahead we need to make props and other preparations. So we need to prepare all this from now on." She said all this in one breath. "oh..okay, so how can I help?" "I want you to play the second leading role," she said, while taking a bunch of papers from the shelf, " Henry Preston".

Loretta looped her arm through his, giving me a smug, mocking look. Her lips curled into a small smile as she mouthed, "You lost." I just glanced at the watch. She could go ahead and smile. In a minute, she would be the one crying. Suddenly, Garrett's expression twisted, and his entire body started shaking violently. He collapsed hard onto the floor, curling up in agony. The next sight made everyone's blood run cold. Yellowish pus oozed from his sleeve, spreading fast. And then, small white maggots began writhing their way out.

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~I want to breathe, I hate this night I want to wake up, I hate this dream I'm trapped inside of myself and I'm dead Don't wanna be lonely Just wanna be yours~ -(BTS) Save Me --- --- --- --- --- "You are home sire." "I am." "And you are late." "Indeed." "And you seem rather flustered." "I do- what?" "Your cheeks sire. You are red as the red moon." "No I'm not.” "Yes you are."

Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame I flipped the next page of our sociology textbook as I listen to the melody of the song. It has always been my comfort song. It's like telling how I wanted someone to know what I'm feeling. Sia's “Breathe Me” is a cry for help, a cry for hope, a cry for survival. In this song, the narrator talks about the pain she keeps inflicting on herself. The hurt she puts herself through over and over again.