Andrea y Julian estaban jugando en el parque cuando se acerco su abuela y les dijo que ya se tenian que regresar a la casa porque tenian que cenar

The best day of my life. It was a Saturday morning when

Echo implies a bounded space. Even if open, obstruction present.

I saw the sun rising. It was shining. I stopped and saw the sun rising. Rising and shining. The sun was rising. So bright so shining.

If I could look like someone from the movies, I'd look like Lee Marvin. He had a presence and somehow got the girl, even if he had to kill her first. I turned from the mirror and

I don't understand why we're on this website. What does it have to do with web designing? I'm seriously thinking about

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He'd switched careers, moving from programming to the classroom. He kept having to remind himself that kids were not machines. There was such little logic in what they did.

If I don't wake up on time,

Under the guise of helping me to clean up the stables Beecher managed to gather himself a third breakfast. One that he offered to share with me for a story. I felt he was asking on

Jumping on the bar top in my platform shoes, I realized I was a different person than I thought I was.

It was a choice of living life to the fullest, seizing the day, or watching a "Heroes" marathon on Netflix with a bottle of Mountain Dew Code Red and a bag of Flamin' Hot Cheetos.

There come days when, despite all the efforts of a frustrated mind, no words come, but only a low string of murmurs and whisperings, dying feebly on the tongue.

Her breath, smokey with condensation, cut through the air like

It was a dark and stormy night inside the Clifton M. Miller Library ...

the elves like to watch. "Don't just stand there." Santa said. "Give Rudolph a hand." The elf working the video camera got in on the action, but not before putting on a bunny mask.

He awoke with a start; camp was being shelled again. Each mortar blast built up pressure in his head, pounding in another nail, building toward that next migraine. The pain wasn't

The mad scientist bowled his third strike in a row. If there was one thing he loved more than trying to take over the world, it was bowling. Something about the sound of pins

A long time ago, a young boy was capturated by a group of thiefs when suddenly the key of his cage was seen by him. He takes of his hand and tries to catch it. (Noel)

It would be easy to say, that indiegames.com brought me here. But there is more to the story. An awesome story, full of senseless plot twists... and Kevin Bacon. It began with a