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Bad Dog Chapter 11Welcome home, welcome home,
where you'll never belong.
On a dark night in New Howls City, a small dog with stocky legs sniffed the cool air. He was smelling for other dogs like him. When a bulldog walked up and nodded, the little dog wagged his tail and walked into the small black door behind a building while the bulldog took his place on guard. This little guard dog wore a black collar with two capital "D's" side-by-side, and he knew his mission.
He walked into a room full of other dogs like him, but of different sizes and breeds, all with their black collars and an angry look. They all filed around in a circle, never speaking, but sniffing each other and panting; waiting for something.
At last, the back door opened in this quiet meeting and a large, powerful Doberman walked out into the middle of the group.
"Friends," said the Doberman, "I am here in place of the great Alpha to remind you of the problem at hand." He stopped and made sure that every dog was listening to him bef
LSoH- I Don't Know How... "I don't know how to love him,
What to do, how to move him.
I've been changed, yes, really changed.
In these past few days when I see myself,
I seem like someone else "
Audrey thought she had learned her lesson long ago. Love was something that she always dreamed about, but it was something she could never truly have. She did not deserve that perfect guy; the one that would love her no matter what she would ever be. She was trash, Skid Row trash.
Then there was simply the danger of trusting someone like that. She had been there before, believing in a boy and everything he said. It broke her heart when he left her. But his own conscience? Unscathed. Audrey never wanted to go through that nightmare again, though she had been there a few times now and the results were all depressing.
Despite all of her guard, distrust, and fears, Audrey could not help but let her heart do a little flip when she walked to work each day and her coworker Seymour smiled at her. All of those warni
9- Before the Warrior P.2 (Revised Edition)Chapter Two: Of Wounds and Cowards
"My mind is clearer now.
At last, all too well,
I can see where we all soon will be..."
Seven awoke from her sleep in Two's workshop. He and Five had already dressed the wound in her back and had found no foreign objects or dents that might cause harm within her spinal machinery, but a layer of padding and her canvas skin had been badly torn by the beast's claws, and they knew they would have to do some replacements.
Two retrieved a rubber glove from his supply box. He cut a large square from the palm then turned to Seven. "Five and I are going to replace some of your back padding with this rubber sheet. It won't be as sturdy as the old one, but it'll hold and might make you a little more flexible. Unfortunately-" He paused and scratched his head, "-there's no way to sew your back into place. I'm afraid we'll have to patch it up with this."
He held up a scrap of brown leather, similar to the kind that was over Five's face. Seven grima
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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