To FiremenMy pleasant dream is interrupted; I am jarred awake. My room is dark, and what's that beeping noise for heaven's sake?To Firemen
My sleep fogged mind begins to clear, and soon I understand. The smoke alarm is going off for danger is at hand.
I rush to open up my door, the hall is full of fire! I shut it back, and try to think, Escape!, my one desire.
I open up the window, there's a roaring at my back. The flames have rushed into the room, the smoke is thick and black.
I lean out of the window trying hard to catch a breath. Six stories down to concrete; if I jump it means
by ~wingz3r0
Devious Journal Entry
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I (goddessofmoon) have a new account, maybe you remember me.
I (goddessofmoon) have a new account, maybe you remember me.
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The pain of getting the design started is not as painful as finishing it. Take some pains and deliver the best.
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The pain of getting the design started is not as painful as finishing it. Take some pains and deliver the best.
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The pain of getting the design started is not as painful as finishing it. Take some pains and deliver the best.
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