Flare Tiger's E-Mails Original 074Flare Tiger hummed until find two e-mails from her computer as smiled and clicked on the Open a first e-mail and read;Flare Tiger's E-Mails Original 07414 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
1. You bet your flank I do. Ugh! What a zip! But...your insult is another way to get around his Devil's Taboo tonight. Boris the Dongwu! Heh heh. Nice.
2. Yeah, you betcha. We got plans to eat at the egghead's house, the Friendship Rainbow Kingdom. You and your family are invited.
3. Oh, you betcha I'm waiting. I can't wait!
1. Pinkie said that something's big's coming up. I don't know what but it involves something from our past. What is it?
2. Who would win in a fight? Kirby or Majin Buu? Don't ask me who those guys are. Pinkie is the one who brought it up.
3. Ever got a super hero secret identify?
Until next time, Rainbow Dash
Flare Tiger smiled and typed;
Ah'm glad ya invited us over for Thanksgiving day! Thank for meals! Back to answers to questions!
1. Why not ya' find out?
2. Majin Buu mostly because of his Gluttony problem due his
Family TiesOliver was first inside and rather happy about his day, mostly because he had no reason to be sad. The boy was generally pretty happy unless he had a reason to not be. However, his day at school had been really good that particular day.Family Ties6 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Hi kiddo,” Andrew greeted, ruffling the boy’s hair. “Good day?”
“Yep! We got to do a really cool experiment in science class.” Oliver replied doing a little dance into the kitchen. The boy quickly spouted a story about it, only half of it that Andrew could understand, before throwing his things down and racing for outside so he could play.
Colt was quick to follow after Oliver, who was his best playmate. Sometimes it seemed like the youngest would wait all day for the older kids to come home so that he would have something to do.
The rest of the crew trudged in, not everyone liked school that much. Logan slamming the door shut behind him, evidently even more upset than usual. Kelly was looking rather worn out t
Human“Human,”Human7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
by Averi Polczynski
The moon was full and high in the sky when he discovered her, a true lady in the garden, left hand against her thigh, the other open, palm outstretched, arm held still, outwards to him. Waiting, for him. She was a goddess among men, a ballerina in ballet shoes, white stockings, a white ballet uniform, shoulders... Bare, hair in a tidy braid. But she was just a statue in his garden, created in his father's sculpting room, by his father, and carefully moved outside to his garden, among the hedges, without him knowing. There were others, men to accompany her, she was a set and they were her body guards. They could dance on the lawn with her when they thought he was asleep, never saying a word. Well, not that she did either, thought she was an angel among men, shimmering and white; she was pure, she was so pure.
And sometimes he would go down to the lawn at midnight, or just before, and watch them dance from a close distance, hidden. In the m
Caiden's Butler Chapter 3 He smiles and closes his eyes, "Your mouth says never mind, but what does your heart say? Bocchan?" He hugs Caiden, "Even if she was here because you created her, she's still part of your life, and her being gone, it should hurt even if you hide the sadness." Still hugging Caiden, he starts humming, "Are you, are youCaiden's Butler Chapter 37 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Coming to the tree They strung up a man They say who murdered three. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree."
He stops singing and looks at Caiden still smiling, "Time for the Ice cream Sundae, Bocchan"
“Ice cream sundae…that sounds really good, but um…I want you to eat one too when I’m done. I…I want you to feed me my ice cream too.” I hop out his lap and waddle beside him into the kitchen. A wide smile graces my lips as I watch him make an ice cream sundae with chocolate
When I grow up chapter 2Some people say school is horrible. They have no idea.When I grow up chapter 28 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pushed against the walls, things stolen, name calling, kicking, punching, you name it, it happens to me. Why? My mom's a celebrity.
It's obvious they're jealous. But that doesn't change the fact that they are bullies and I'm the victim. People always say to tell someone you trust. Mom? No chance. Dad? I've never met him, so trust might be slightly overdoing it. Friends? Zilch. So a while ago, I asked a teacher. I asked Miss Chappell, and can you guess what she said? "Well Emma, the apple never falls far from the tree, does it? I'm sure there's some of your mother's confidence in you, and once you find it, you'll be just fine!"
See? Everyone expects me to be a copy of my mother. Well, I think if the apple never falls far from the tree, I must be an orange. Maybe I'm like my dad. I only I could find him...
No, stop. Stop thinking about dad. He's probably a psychotic alcoholic who thinks the world is made of butterflies
Question The World - Creative Writing CourseworkFelix. Yes, that’s my name. Named after that darn black and white cat on the TV advert. I don’t like my name much. It’s kinda boring, in a way. Think about it; every darn person on the planet knows that cat! But that’s just it. They know the cat Felix but not the human Felix. Me. The one whose age is smack in the middle of the family. My other brothers are also younger, Chase and Jack. They’re terrors, they give Mum a lot of stress and don’t understand that she needs rest and can’t be with them all the time. I mean, c’mon, I know for a fact that even I wasn’t as much trouble as those two are when I was at their age. I was fine as a little kid. Quiet, stuck in a book, non-social (well, almost fine I guess). Then there are my older siblings, twins they are; Kaylee and Robert. They’re all stuck up and think they own the place like it’s a mansion or something! We’re not rich, at all; our home is just a large carQuestion The World - Creative Writing Coursework19 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When I grow up chapter 1Look, I don't want to be a pop star. I just want to tell you, because I'm afraid you might start doubting this fact within the pages of this book. But I didn't, don't and will never want to be a pop star. Past, present and future.When I grow up chapter 110 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I don't want to be my mom either, because every time you do something wrong, it leaves a scar on your personality. And scars never go away. Sure, they fade over time. You can put cream on them. But no matter how much time, how much cream you put on a scar, it's still there. One or two scars are fine, but too many, and they start building up, overlapping eachother, not just scarring you, but creating a scar out of you. And when you are a scar, you no longer have a beautiful personality. You have a ragged, aggravated, hideous personality.
That's when you start lashing out, showing you inside on your outside. Like my mother.
Although, I guess being a pop star and being my mom are really the same thing.
Remember when you're 4 years old or whatever, and the te