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Through the Eyes of a StrangerThrough the Eyes of a Stranger
Children have an amazing sense of wonder
Everything they see is full of sparkles and glitter
When they see people go to work, they think that they’re having the time of their lives
When they hear about the police, they think they’re hearing of superheroes
When they see cars, all they can see is freedom
When they see money, they think of all the things they can get with it
If only they knew that this world isn’t all black and white
And that nothing is ever truly great
There is always a consequence to everything you do
About Us and Our FutureAbout Us and Our Future
“Max?” Nikki’s voice suddenly rang in Max’s ears. Max was taking a nap when Nikki came into his tent. He half-expected Nikki to drag him off to some sort of weird adventure that would probably result in danger and bodily harm. Max didn’t really mind, as he enjoyed Nikki’s company. He enjoyed it quite a lot, but he would never tell anyone that.
“What’s up Nikki?” Max asked while wiping the sleep from his eyes. When he turned to Nikki, he didn’t see her usually adventurous vigor and face swallowing grin. Instead, he saw a blank face with a hint of despair in her eyes. It confused and frightened Max knowing that there was something that apparently got under Nikki’s skin enough to break her usual demeanor. “What’s the matter?”
“It’s nothing Max. I was…just wondering. Do you ever think about the future?” Nikki asked. Max was taken aback by the question. Nikki w
"Sven, lauf nach draußen und bring das Vieh in den Stall! Ein Sturm zieht auf!"
Der kleine Sven warf sich rasch einen Umhang um die Schultern und verließ die Hütte, um der Aufforderung seiner Mutter zu folgen.
Als der blonde Junge die Tür hinter sich schloss und sein Blick gen Himmel schweifte, erschrak er. Im Osten ballten sich schwere, schwarze Gewitterwolken, die sich rasch näherten und von einem bedrohlichen, langsam aber stetig steigenden Donnergrollen begleitet wurden. Gerade in diesem Augenblick erhob sich eine leichte Brise, die jedoch eine unheilverkündende Spannung mit sich trug.
Sven eilte über den Hof und die Wiese hinauf zur Weide. Dort standen die Ziegen zitternd und eng aneinander gedrängt und gaben gequälte Laute von sich, während auch sie ihren ängstlichen Blick zum Himmel richteten.
Der Junge öffnete das Gatter und versuchte, die Tiere aus der Umzäunung hinaus und hinunter zum Hof zu treiben, was sich je
Double DateA/N: My attempt at fluff. Enjoy! Also, I haven't done a story for this chica in a while.
A calm, cool breeze blew throughout the suburbs of Royal Woods as T.K. slowly skated home from another ordinary day from school. Normally, he would be with Lincoln and Clyde but he opted to take the long, scenic route home; it usually let his thoughts be set loose and helped him relax after the off putting lessons and horrid food. He tried to asked Principal Huggins to let him help in the cafeteria but the official wouldn't go for it.
Hmph, the old fart is SERIOUSLY missing out on the boy's taco rings. Traffic cars occasionally passed by as he turned the last corner towards the Loud House. He hopped off his skateboard and walked up the porch. Looking towards the splayed mess of outdoor toys and balls, T.K. shook his head, "The girls should really clean up after themselves. Especially after naggin' to Lincoln and I for bein' messy." The boy grabbed the doorknob and opened it, showing him an u
Dark Lord's Downfall Chapter 23Self-Sacrificing
Grogginess was the most prominent and familiar sensation that Avery experienced first thing upon waking. It was difficult to shift the feeling of disorientation, and would be sure to upset his entire day. What was left of it, anyway.
"Where am I? What day is it? What am I supposed to be doing?" He mumbled in his general confusion. Waking was horribly disconcerting and utterly bamboozling in that moment. The overwhelming feeling of punch-drunk was making it difficult for him to process the simple things. Normally Avery was one of those to wake up bright eyed and bushy tailed while the rest of the population drug themselves out of bed, only fully coming to terms with the land of living after a hefty mug of coffee or a cold shower. On this day there was nothing normal about any of the happenings that had led up to this point. Dazed, wobbly, weak and in a complete stupor; he felt like he'd taken a series of blows to the head. He wasn't that far off the mark.
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