Lost Leaf 3 by Mathilde Vhargon
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Time Moves On - part 4 - Lilian Morpork
The usual small group had gathered in P. C.’s study, avid to hear of the latest time travel adventure. Jimbo had given some interesting hints, but no one knew if they had succeeded in their quest to meet King Arthur. P. C. closed the door, and took his seat.
"Time Enough at Last" PART 4 by Llola Lane
"Time Enough at Last" PART 4 by Llola Lane
I look around and see a police car up the road. With luck there will be a gun in the car and then I can end this agony. No Reader... No People... No Nothing... I can't live forever like this. The car does have a gun. I pick it up and sit on the ground crying. I put the gun to my head, my hand on the trigger...
I look around and see a police car up the road. With luck there will be a gun in the car and then I can end this agony. No Reader... No People... No Nothing... I can't live forever like this. The car does have a gun. I pick it up and sit on the ground crying. I put the gun to my head, my hand on the trigger...
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
imperial army part one - by Gabrielle Wind
“So are you ready to patrol Luna?” I asked her as I check to see if everything is set. Then I grab two pair of sun glasses I put mine on and handed the other set to Luna. I watch her put them on and we headed out the door.
It was a sunny day out side and then so the sun glasses were a perfect touch.
It was a sunny day out side and then so the sun glasses were a perfect touch.
"Time Enough at Last" PART 3 by Llola Lane
"Time Enough at Last" PART 3 by Llola Lane
Suddenly... the vault shakes... I hear a loud noise and things are falling off the shelves. Something hits me on the head and the room goes black.
Suddenly... the vault shakes... I hear a loud noise and things are falling off the shelves. Something hits me on the head and the room goes black.
Time Moves On - part 3 - Lillian Morpork
Much to P.C.s dismay, they appeared in the middle of a road, this one in good repair, obviously built by the Romans. With a quick look around, he sighed in relief. Except for a distant figure working in a field there was no one in sight. And he would not have seen them, as his back was turned as he bent over his task.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
The Curse - by Gabrielle Wind
“Now that for trying to kill me.” I said walking over to the cab and get in. We headed to the air port. I sat there looking out the window and sigh. When we got to the air port. I got out the car and paid the cab driver. I went up to the counter and show them my military badge and she gave me the ticket and I headed to the shuttle. I look over my shoulder and notice the dark elf that I had a run in with. I glare at the dark elf and I notice it was a female. I shook my head and went through the security and head to the shuttle. Once I got I looked out side the air port window and notice the moon was big and orange. I swallow hard but I got the answer to what I was seeking. I sat down in my seat and looked the shuttle window as we took off into space. I watch the planet grew smaller till it was no longer visible.
Time Moves On by Lillian Morpork – part 2
“Uncle Peesee, are you going away again?” Betsy stood in the hall looking into P. C.s bedroom, where he was sorting clothing.
“Yes, Betsy, I’m going on another trip, with Uncle James. We won’t be gone long, just about a week.” P. C. stopped and looked at her.
“Yes, Betsy, I’m going on another trip, with Uncle James. We won’t be gone long, just about a week.” P. C. stopped and looked at her.
"Time Enough at Last" PART 2 by Llola Lane
"Time Enough at Last" PART 2 by Llola Lane
I slept that night... on the couch. "I still have my reader... I can finish David Copperfield tomorrow," I think, as I fall off to sleep.
I slept that night... on the couch. "I still have my reader... I can finish David Copperfield tomorrow," I think, as I fall off to sleep.
Lost! - by Sven Pertelson
How could I have been so careless? How could I have used something so precious as a bookmark? I remembered it five years ago and I am still searching for it. It must be fifteen or more years since I have seen it. I’m not even sure what sort of book it was I used it in. Factual, fiction, poetry, art?
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Time Moves On by Lillian Morpork – part 1 - A continuation
“Uncle Peesee,” P.C. looked up from his desk at the soft voice and turned; in the doorway stood Betsy, Mrs. Kennedy’s ten year old granddaughter. She looked very solemn, and worried.
“Yes, Betsy, what is it?”
“Um…the teacher sent a note home today. Grandmama read it and said I should show it to you.” She held out an envelope. “I said something I shouldn’t have, and teacher got mad.” Betsy’s voice said she knew how wrong she had been, and was worried about how he would take it.
“Yes, Betsy, what is it?”
“Um…the teacher sent a note home today. Grandmama read it and said I should show it to you.” She held out an envelope. “I said something I shouldn’t have, and teacher got mad.” Betsy’s voice said she knew how wrong she had been, and was worried about how he would take it.
"Time Enough at Last" PART 1 by Llola Lane
"Time Enough at Last" PART 1 by Llola Lane
I love to read. Reading is my passion. I read morning, noon, and night. I can't get enough reading. With the internet it is so easy. I just search for something and I can read it on my e-book reader.
I love to read. Reading is my passion. I read morning, noon, and night. I can't get enough reading. With the internet it is so easy. I just search for something and I can read it on my e-book reader.
Home from Home - by Sven Pertelson
A fresh autumn breeze blows dancing leaves around my feet as I reach for the door handle of my local library. I am greeted with a cheery wave from Joan, one of the librarians, sorting tickets at the main desk. They all know me here. This is my home from home.
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