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A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter Five by WitchSquirrel, literature
Literature
A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter Five
Chapter 5: Brothers in Arms
The day ended rather uneventfully. The only somewhat interesting event was a new student in class. Henry didn’t think much for her, though. Sure she was cute, but she was also very plain.
As he opened the front door, his older brother, George, almost immediately grabbed him from the side. He was a brute of a man who could look like he played rugby or American football with ease. His size gave him the advantage in many situations, but he was not too bright. Smart enough to not be an idiot while being too dumb to think for his own self sometimes. One could easily describe him as a guard dog in
A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter One by WitchSquirrel, literature
Literature
A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter One
Chapter 1: The Man in Armor
Everything was black; the ground, the sky, everything. Ash covered the earth and smoke soared in the sky like miasma causing the young girl to start coughing. Coughing soon became choking on the harsh material. Before, she would have been considered beautiful and rich, but now, in the rubble, she looked as if she grew up on the streets. Not that it mattered anymore. The world was ending and nothing could be done. She failed in her quest to find hope. Nothing was left to do but cry. She failed everyone.
Hope. It was a strange concept. What was hope? What was she even looking for? No wonder she
A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter Four by WitchSquirrel, literature
Literature
A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter Four
Chapter 4: Ladies in Waiting
The bell finally rang announcing lunch. She felt everyone’s eyes on her during class. Although she liked her name, Arthur knew she stood out because of it. So many times teachers would call roll and look at all the guys in the room. Whenever she had to attend an all girls’ school, her classmates thought it was a misprint or a joke. She was used to it by now. Life would be a nightmare otherwise.
“Hey, Arthur!” a girl’s voice echoed down the hall.
Arthur turned around to face one of her classmates. If she remembered correctly, the girl’s name was Courtney. She h
A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter Three by WitchSquirrel, literature
Literature
A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter Three
Chapter 3: A Boy Named Henry
“Arty. Lacie. You are going to miss your first day of school!” Gwen yelled to her youngest sisters.
Oh, how the years had flown by. Fifteen years to be more exact. Bridgette and Phoebe were now in college, Lacie was a high school senior, and Gwen came back home to help out her parents after graduating college. Especially right now after the big move. Their dad’s job moved him to nowhere else but Blackpool, England. With him and Mom working all day, someone was needed to watch the house and girls.
“It’s not really the first day if it is already halfway through the year,”
A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter Two by WitchSquirrel, literature
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A Girl Named Arthur: Chapter Two
Chapter 2: A Girl Named Arthur
Gwen woke with a start. She was a panting from the shock of the nightmare. Or would it be considered more of a dream? Nothing made sense anymore. It was raining outside and pretty hard by the sound of it. The branches outside the window were scraping against the glass and its leaves rustling as if it was a hurricane outside. It was still pitch black. She looked towards the clock to see the time. Midnight.
She tried to go back to sleep but could not. The dream was bothering her for some reason. It felt too real to be a dream but too much of a fantasy to be a memory. Then again, if she was eve
A new friend,Brennan the dragon vore by AlexKJones10123, literature
Literature
A new friend,Brennan the dragon vore
“Brennan" Written by Alex K.
Alexandra:The snowy mountain air bit hard at my exposed skin,ice flakes flurrying all around.
I needed to find shelter or else this intense cold would end me.
For hours it felt I walked tracing the rocky surface for any sign of an opening.
Soon the elements took the best of my body and spirit and I collapsed into the bitter snow.
When I awoke I was surrounded by darkness,warm and laying on a soft fabric of some sort.
"Hello,who's there?"I called my voice echoing all around me.
..Just then I felt a gush of hot air and something heavy landed on my chest.
A smoothe,deep male voice spoke loudly shak
Was I alone?
No. I've always felt someone was taking care of me. I've also felt that there were others like me. It was a hunch. But soon it would come to be more than just a hunch. It was unthinkable, back then. What it took me to find something which was frozen was hard. I thought that finding something alive and moving was more difficult. I had almost no hope on finding anyone. But I was barely in my baby-steps, trying to find myself a new home and something to munch by night. I had priorities and couldn't afford thinking that big.
Walking through the hard snowfall makes you rely more on what you can feel, rather than what you se
I must admit, this story begins as many others. I was sitting in class, waiting for the ring to come. As many other stories you might have read, time ceased to move and each second became a millennium, millenniums became eons and so on. I was desperate; I reached the true knowledge in all that time that prison gave me only my imagination to play with. You might know eons are long enough to learn much about everything in the world and beyond. I learned the meaning of life, I calculated the origin of life, I found inner peace (defeating myself in a battle that took years to finish), I developed telekinesis, I mastered the twenty-four