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Elora looked away, " No one, I was talking to no one" " Funny how I do know when someone is lying", Libby said giggling softly, " I know you were talking to someone", " You won't believe me if I tell you who I'm talking to", she replied with her arms still wrapped around her knees while her eyes looked ahead of her. " Should I believe that's your secret then?", " It's not a secret, it'll just make me look crazier than I already look", " You don't look crazy to me",

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“ we have eighteen minute left, we goanna be fast. Anyway this is the last one” We took the envelope side the bag, we opened it “The building that has most stories” “ what do they mean by that “ “well every building always have a story, like the house we living in it was where my Granny had sex” Annabel blabbed “ eww seriously not that kind of story” Abigail squeeze her nose “Well what it mean a building with stories” “ yea, how do you expect us ……….the library, it the library” “ it filled with different stories” we said to together pointing fingers to our self.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

"What story would you like to hear today?" Garret seemed to ponder for a moment before answering, "About Pinocchio?" Lyyana nodded and smiled. Lyyana then began to read a bedtime story from the book of 1001 bedtime stories. Lyyana was very good at reading stories; she played with her voice and tone, making Garret look so enthusiastic listening to the story she brought. Occasionally, Lyyana's storytelling was interrupted by Garret's questions. Without Lyyana realizing it, a man was recording Lyyana's activities and sending it to their superior.

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

It started to do weird things to my system. We walked past the Jogging Grandma, who had just returned from her daily run. "Is that your girlfriend?" she whispered to me because apparently everyone in the building knew about three lesbians from Russia living in Apartment 2B having a girlfriend, except they didn't know which one. Trust me, I didn't know which one either. "No, she's everyone else's girlfriend," I whispered back. "She only drops by every now and then to let me do her work." We found Celie bending over on the counter. Why was she leaning like that?

Okay, it wasn't a little bit untrue either. I laughed nervously, gripping the bottle firmly in my hand and reminded myself to come up with revenge later for those who insulted me. "That's not true." I half-lied and then asked, "And where these rumors came from?" I gave her my puppy look which always working if I have something I need from someone... and I needed her to tell me the name that was undoubtedly on my mind right now. "Some of the students," she replied subtly. I hummed in response, pretending to think thoroughly. "Let me guess... Ella Gibson?"

Many of them still remembered her father telling them the stories around the campfire and if nobody else bought her books, they sure as hell would! Gabriella knew that her books would sell since humans had a natural infatuation with the supernatural and she could hardly sleep when they finally went to bed in the early hours of the morning. Her mind was overflowing with ideas about which story to start with until she settled on the biggest one of them all. The story of how the moon goddess was created. Yes, that was the perfect place to start the book. She would tell the story of the moon goddess and how much she loved her werewolf children.

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.