This piece takes place on a ساحل سمندر, بیچ in a mythical realm from the main character's point of view
Fallen Wars
As I watch the moon begin to rise over the horizon, the waves splash gently across the shore. A breeze can be felt in the warm night air. The leaves rustle gently in a rhythmic motion away from the wind. The stars lit up the sky and shows on the water surface. Alice sits اگلے to me on the crooked درخت that is slanted in a 90 degree angle. She smiles at me as if to tell me she's fine and that the war has done nothing to hurt her, but the emotional scars still دکھائیں in her eyes and the grime of battle still showed across her face.
"Couldn't sleep, how about you?" I look at her, her voice sounded warm but somewhat distant. "Yeah, me neither." I tried to sound comforting, but fear was still echoing in my voice. Alice turned toward the rising moon as I did too. We watched as it drifted over the sea, leaving its reflection in the water. "Do آپ ever think we'll return home?" Alice had sounded مزید sad than usual, "I don't know." I said, "But we must help this realm before it is gone from the blood shed and decay of the war."
Fallen Wars
As I watch the moon begin to rise over the horizon, the waves splash gently across the shore. A breeze can be felt in the warm night air. The leaves rustle gently in a rhythmic motion away from the wind. The stars lit up the sky and shows on the water surface. Alice sits اگلے to me on the crooked درخت that is slanted in a 90 degree angle. She smiles at me as if to tell me she's fine and that the war has done nothing to hurt her, but the emotional scars still دکھائیں in her eyes and the grime of battle still showed across her face.
"Couldn't sleep, how about you?" I look at her, her voice sounded warm but somewhat distant. "Yeah, me neither." I tried to sound comforting, but fear was still echoing in my voice. Alice turned toward the rising moon as I did too. We watched as it drifted over the sea, leaving its reflection in the water. "Do آپ ever think we'll return home?" Alice had sounded مزید sad than usual, "I don't know." I said, "But we must help this realm before it is gone from the blood shed and decay of the war."
This is about a 12 سال old girl named. Taitlen shae Hughes it's a true story. She کہا I wanted to make a difference in the world. She wanted to fight against bullying. She got bullied to. One دن she had the worst head ache she old her mom so she went to bed. She fell into deep ac Oma. She died from a brain hemerage. She was a Oregon doner so she saved 4 people's life's. now taitlen shae Hughes is inspiring to a lot of people,
R.I.P 1999 -2011 died November 24th
If آپ want to hear the fuller story go to YouTube and type in taitlen shae Hughes and آپ will see a lot if inspiring stories.
R.I.P 1999 -2011 died November 24th
If آپ want to hear the fuller story go to YouTube and type in taitlen shae Hughes and آپ will see a lot if inspiring stories.
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