If you know German please read Zwei Freunden sitzen in den Park, auf das Gras. Sie sind beste Freunden und sie sind Zweilligsbruder. Ein Bruder heiβt Tom und er ist zehn minuten mehr alt dann Bill. "Tom? Was machts du gern heute?" Tom sagt, "Ich will guitarre spielen.""Ich kann nicht gutarre spielen, aber ich will dir zuhören, wenn du spielst." Bill sagt."Ich will ins einkaufszentrum gehen," Sagt Bill."Okay, aber ich kaufe nicht gern. Ich kann tragen deinen Taschen für dich."Tom und Bill sind verschieden. Aber aber da ist etwas was sie beide gern haben..."Tom wir können mit deinem spiezeugflugzeug spielen" Sagt Bill."Oh ja! Ich glaube d
Eternity Definition: EternityEternity is just a little longer than forever.
Distance Definition: DistanceDistance is that stuff between two people that makes online friendships hard.
Cyber Heart Chapter 3 “Are you ready to see what my room looks like?” I grinned.“Yeah, yeah; let me see!” Christine tugged on my arm.“1..2..3! Tah daaah” “Aww IT’S SO…girly.” Christine said, slightly shocked. “Except for the random posters.”I still lived with my parents because we weren’t the richest of people in town. I went to college here too, it was just a little ways downtown, so there was no need to buy a dorm room.Dragging her in, I closed the door behind me and whispered. “Want to see something?”“What is it?” She whispered back, as if there were a crime on thei
Cyber Heart “How much longer will it be until you’re going to be here?” I swallowed, holding back a squeal of excitement.“Dad says we’re only 15 minutes away from the harbor!” There was a pause. “Anne, I’m nervous. I can’t believe I’m finally meeting you.”“Christine, trust me, I am too. I’m feeling so shy. But don’t worry, we’re best friends and we always are going to be. We’re going to have so much fun, I know it!” I replied. “You’re right; I just barely believe this is happening.” Christine blushed over the phone.Giggling, I could sense her face
Cyber Heart Chapter 2 We were still at the edge of the stone fountain, except now facing the water. We sat closely together, with her hand resting in my lap as we talked. It was the first time in my life I truly felt at peace in my life. “You know?” I began.“What?”“I come to this fountain all the time, and every time I do, I make a wish and toss a penny in.”Christine looked at me compassionately. “You do?”“Mhmm…” I hummed. “You want to know what I wished for every time?”“But Anne, if you tell me, your wish won’t come true!” she said with a little smile.“But it alread
Intro Untitled Pirate Story “A few more degrees North and the--EI!” The boat tossed viscously and the wind was audible from my hideout, the Captain’s Cabin. The tight room smelled of rum and old spices.I stole this ship with my father when I was eight years of age. It was titled ‘Luola ja Varis’ in 1742. My father, Captain Kunnia Jumalalle, sailed seas with his father who also sailed with his father. I follow in my ancestors footsteps. I long line of fathers and their sons, that’s they way we started and the tradition has continued since. Only one slight difference. My father’s son, me, was a daughter.My father passed away 1750, I
Hoist The Colours High I picked up my old rusty mug and looked thirstily inside.“Homlo...” I muttered under my breath.I stood up from the mapping table in the Captain’s Cabin and walked up the unstable stairs up to the deck. The wind tossed my hair and the rain pelted against my face.The vessel rocked again and threw a few barrels of old spices towards my direction.“Oh crap…” I grumbled to myself.The next thing I knew, I was on the slippery floor of the deck, buried in sticky wet paprika. “Bugger!”I sat in the wet pile of powder, completely soaked and dumbstruck. The ship titled slightly to a turn as an unopened b
Hoist the Colours High Chp. 2 Getting up from my hammock, I kicked the empty bottle of rum and frowned at the ceiling again. “What the crap did they just do..!?” I said through my teeth.Quickly, I dashed around the desk to grab my captain hat and cloak. I swished back around the table and up the stairs.“What the crap is going on up here?” I screeched, putting emphasis on ‘crap’. (Crap was one of my favourite words…) The men, as messy as they appeared, grabbed their swords which were stabbed into a barrel. Every one of them lined up in orderly fashion, facing me. Slowly, beginning to stroll by the line, I observed them. I had to l
Hoist the Colours Chp 3 The sun turned a dim orange colour and slowly began to touch the seas edge. The crew was swabbing the deck and making final ties on knots before we left. I was back in my usual spot in the Captain’s Cabin writing in my journal. “Day One: To SingaporeI am sailing the Luola ja Varis to Singapore to take back what was rightfully my father’s which is now rightfully mine. But to get it, I need the map, the key, and whatever the heirloom is being held in. My father told me he hid the heirloom because of the Vikings. He told me that it belonged to me. Everyone said it had some enchanted spell upon it. Nobody knew what the supremac
Bittersweet Definition: BittersweetThe bitter in "Bittersweet" is knowing that I may never see you, the sweet is the way you make me smile just by thinking about you.
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