CHAPTER FIVE / CHAPITRE CINQAfter D'amieeh and the girls had breakfest, they enjoyed a little early day shopping. Beings that Dami knew a little more about Paris than the other girls, she showed them around and even took them to the Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe. Dami looked at her phone and noticed it was already 5:28pm. "Alright ladies, I don't know about yall, but I'm getting hungry again," said D'amieeh as she...

The way is clear, the path is bright; Illuminated by God's heavenly light;It's on this path I daily walk;When God and I share a talk; I seek His guidance in every way; Before I rest or work or play;God gently cautions me each day; "My precious child don't go astray."

While walking on the path of life when troubles came along;I noticed the footprints in the sandbelonged to only one;I questioned God, who answered,"My child, you never were alone, for in his arms, he carried you,those prints are of my Son."

Rose red lips of a placid smile, keeping him in a trance and withering under her gaze. Playful eyes and teasing hands, she worked her way up to make him give in. Once he closed his eyes in surrender and ecstasy; slowly came about his demise by she who had her heart stolen. Now it's time to return the favor, drawing out her knife, this was a night she planned to savor. 

The pscybotic was lying on top of Sam, too heavy for him to lift off. Sam looked over at Ripley who proceeded to talk into the remote like it was a two-way radio. “Stand up.” The pscybotic immediately stood up. It stood up straight as if it were at attention. Her nudity didn’t phase her at all. “You will not harm anyone in this room, understood?” “Understood.” The voice that came from the pscybotic was deeper than the ave...

It seems I have two weaknesses in this world. Well, three if you count Stephen Colbert, but my two main weaknesses seem to be underwear and makeup. Every single time I visit the local Plaza, or indeed the bigger Mall in the next town over, I find myself drifting towards the makeup counters and striking up conversations with the men and women who work there, about makeup. Asking questions to which I most likely already kno...

Not much of anything was making sense anymore. Even on the rare occasions, she felt that her thoughts were drawing her closer to an answer, all too often the fog of uncertainty seemed to suddenly thicken and blur the path before her. It was a maddening, unending circle of confusion and questions. Yet, for all her internal anguish and torment, for all the sleepless hours she spent desperately trying to seek the truth behin...

Today at the Trump School of Dance we’re going to teach you Mr. Trump’s personal favorite move, The Narcissist Hustle. If you promise not to tell him I told you this, it’s actually the only step he knows—but he performs it expertly, better than anyone alive, in fact. Follow these steps precisely, and before long you’ll be doing it like a pro, too. 1. Rationalize: Dismiss and make excuses for your bad behavior. (“This was...

Peace shattered in an instant. Nothing left for us here. The world had gone from splendor to dust. What little hope remained faded the moment we looked out to our little scarred planet. But even in the new darkness enshrouding us could not take away our determination to live. Hope did not fill us that day. It would not for many years to come. No, determination filled us and gave us a reason to live.And in that bleakness t...

Chapter 15 Wenna or LowennaLowenna made her way quickly up the steps, although her mind was racing even faster, She found her thoughts turning back to when she had woke up on the beach suns ago. She had being hunted by five sporns of Hydra. Not only survived but she had killed them all. Those deaths hadn't bothered her at the time, even though she had watched the last one die, much as she had watched Horic die. She couldn...

To my one and onlywhom I love with all my heart; I say a prayer every dayand wish we weren't apart; You changed my life in many waysthat I never would have thought; From you I learned so many thingsthere's so much that you taught; Though my life is far from overand my journey's not yet through;  I know I'm a better personfor the precious time I had with you.

I prayed to the heavens and God above and asked Him to send me someone to love; I prayed for someone with love to share; a man not afraid to honestly care;I prayed for someone to love faithfully,for our time on earth and infinitely;I placed my dreams within God's hands; In the form of a prayer for my ideal man;  I've always wanted a love pure and true; I found it the day God sent me you. 

I am so tiredOf tryingOf cryingOf tryingI can't anymoreNo fightingNo rightingNo fightingWhy the struggleI give upCan't do itI give up

It is the sort of a day that doesn’t seem to give a damn, and usually gives up on itself in disgust, with Summer being over and the skies being low and drained of colour. Seeing the dead or dying leaves hanging like crepe paper over these dirt roads I am walking down, I know these are like the times when the demons come forth and try to lay me low, but in spite of their actions and those who sit and try to judge all I am...

A weekend in the Lake District sounded like a reasonable suggestion, but James Morton and his wife, along with their two daughters found it to be quite an ordeal, as their simmering, disordered marriage had only lasted for four months, and already the cracks were beginning to show. They had been together for eight years. Throughout that time had split up five times, yet, somehow they ended up together. A whole year had pa...