"Another day, another jog" you mumble to yourself as you jog into a forest near your home. Every day, you take a jog around the forest for exercise, usually following a path of clearings that animals and previous joggers have carved. You take this path almost every day, save for skipping the occasional day because it's raining or because of an event or going out, so imagine your shock when as you're treading through the same pathway for the hundredth time, when you come across a shack in a clearing you've crossed many times before. It wasn't there yesterday, it's as if it just appeared overnight. Curiosity guides you, and as much as you try to resist it, you peer through the windows, to find old furniture, which looked like it hadn't been use in years. A mouldy floorboard and a worn carpet makes you questions whether you've just never noticed this shack before, or maybe you've taken a wrong path. No, you're sure of it, the tree you pass every day is still near the clearing. There isn't
It was a quiet Sunday morning in Middleton when Kim Possible’s communicator went off. It was of course Wade again. Kim picked it up and answered “Morning, Wade.” Wade responded “Hey Kim, I just got a hit on a science facility that was just broken into in Australia. The report said the thieves stole an experiment that is under wraps by the Australian government.” “So I really don’t get any leads do I?” she asked. “Not really. And is it true that Ron is out of the country for a few weeks?” asked Wade. “Yes it is, but I can take care of myself.” Kim put down her communicator and put on
"What do you want with us?!" cried the blonde girl, her fringe covering one eye, her other eye full of fear. She appeared to be wearing a body made of metal, wearing a yellow dress.. Her head, which was the only visible part of her real self, was squirming around.
"Shhh, Rosie.. No cause for alarm.." Another girl said. She wore the same yellow dress, but had short brown hair which was styled to look prim and proper. She stroked Rosalina's cheek with the back of her hand. "I just think it's time for an upgrade.. The world needs an upgrade, and what better than me to upgrade to, hmm?" She looked over at yet another girl, a more robotic version
And isn't she shatteringly lovely
Draped over his arm in dusky silhouette.
I think we'd be friends if I could forget
Days she crucified with melancholy.
Say this is an aberration. I see
Hearts staggered, waiting for that lone bullet
To disappear into their souls and set
Desperately misguided lovers free.
And does he pause to think where this leaves me?
Of course not-because I am the last death,
The final falling leaf floating down red
Before the iceberg of stability
Solidifies and carries them away-
This is December...He loved me in May.
Tickle Ward
The room wasn't familiar with her eyes closed, she began to wriggle around on the bed realising straight away her wrists and ankles were bound. The smell in the room stank of old medicines and cleansers which made her nose twitch. She thought to open her eyes, she sensed that no one was in the room so no one would be able to attack her in this state whilst she was awake. She opened seeing a dim light shining down lighting the room slightly. She examined were she was, it looked like a patient room in a hospital. Why was she there? She pulled at the belted leather straps holding her down snugly. She didn't know what to think at fir
