Ex. A
Isn't it CUTE?! Yes, I know it is. I'm also sorta a writer.
Ex. B
The white beach sand felt rough beneath Kennady's overworked feet. Life was turning for the worst. He had no idea what was going to happen to his family. The captors had promised their safety but could he trust them? They had his family for crying out loud. They could practically make him do anything.
Kennady had finally reached the deserted beach house. There were no lights inside to show signs of life. He could feel a human presence. His sister was near. He could feel it.
You like? I know you did. I don't know what it's actually about. I just made it up while i was eating a grilled cheese sandwich. Maybe blog later. Bye!
~GONNABEARTIST~
P.S. I said i would do more P.S.'s didn't i? Yes i did and i was rite. I just learned my friend "Eleanor" is sicker than i thought. I don't think anyone is going to be able to cure her Jonny-Depp-itis!!!! Poor "Eleanor" and anyone close to her. :(
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