On Human Nature and DeathWhen I was twelve years old, a friend of mine died. He was a classmate, one whom I was quite close with. We used to fight over our grades all the time; he was more mathematically superior in comparison to me, but I held top position for language skills. It was after the long holiday that came after the final year exams – that period of time where you had to come to school but had absolutely nothing to do but play with your friends for seven hours straight. The day I came to school, I had expected everyone to be the same as they always were after a long holiday; bored and wanting to stay at home, but also excited to see friends and trade stories. I was surprised when I came to class and saw that everyone was in a sombre mood. Some of my classmates were crying. I asked one of them what had happened, and he told me that one of our classmates had died, and it was my friend. He had wandered alone at the hotel his family was staying at and had fallen into the deep end of a swimmiOn Human Nature and Death by *Konnono
Will Case File - Sportive Murder IWill Case File - Sportive Murder I by ~UmmuVonNadia
I’m sorry for introduce myself. My name is William Rex, and I’m very different from William Shakespeare. I’m not good at drama theater or whatsoever. I study at college, along become “assistance” for police department.
Every year, our college hold the sport event that include student who active and can bring the college pride.
This is the year event. Sports are got more attention than any other subject. Thanks to some organization awareness that they say sports can give intelligent boost, well, sort ta.
But last year there are tragic deaths of athletic during the sport week. She is murderer by blunt object. The killer never be found.
This year, I can sense the revenge is coming back.
It will become stadium of fear, tragically.
“On your mark, get set . . . . . GO !!! “
Coach hand down the flag, everyone dash to the
Meek SphereDate: 21 October 2013Meek Sphere by ~liyaperfidious
Life and its fools are superficial
You are rewarded and worshipped
For the false smiles and plastic words you give
Respected for voicing an opinion that is not yours
Tell him that you love him
When he is not listening
Read from the script
Where do thoughts come from?
Their spiteful poetry is made just for you
If you do not understand
Erase the question from your mind
Leave it and forget it
We do not ask questions
Lest the tall ones hear our disobedience
Applaud for your prodigious ideas
When you did not even generate them
To inquire is obsolete
For authenticity is unfavourable
Oh, how my innocence has lied to me!
I prayed for a world of kindness
You tore it before my eyes
I wish you would take it all back
I do not need this violence
I want to live as me for once
How appalling it is
That I am not the only one
Who has been misled
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