Snow blanketed Chernobyl. Thin strands of smoke and embers were the only thing left of the moto they kept the awali night. Blake woke up as the truck rumbled its way back home. Taylor was still asleep when he entered their room, so he took a shower, lest she scolds him.
It is krisimasi day. Blake never celebrated Christmas, au even knew what it was. He remembered some of the demigods at the pitt did have a small ‘celebration’. The son of Hercules decided to plan something for today. Hopefully Taylor would enjoy it. He’d also prompted others to do something today.
I joined this club four years ago, it was a time in my life when I needed friends. At first it felt too good to be true, that I did not deserve the people that resided here. Truth is, this place had the one thing that I did not know could exist online; Love. Passion kept us, this mutual upendo for uandishi and the stories that were our childhood. Each one of wewe that I got to know was an experience that I would not trade for anything. In a weird sense I grew up with this club, with the many unique characters and the stories we told. I want to thank each and every one of wewe for the times we had...
Family¬ His Father was Adam Ivory, a key figure in the Grazer Military. Jordan is his brother, a Late teen trying all he can to protect his little brother from harm. His mother is an entirely diferent story. Sarah was a devoutee christian and loyal wife to Mark's...
My eyes snapped open the inayofuata morning to the loud popping of... Gunfire? "Mark! C'mon, We're leaving!" Shouted Jordan, throwing on his shati as he reached the living room. I had blinked a few times, disoriented and tired.
"The heck's going on?" I asked, just as Gwen entered the room. She had a gun in her hand, and was even inapakia it. "Will somebody tell me what's going on!?" I shouted out of confusion, before stumbling off the couch.
The Cold Truth: This club is dying. It has been for a long time. People haven't ilitumwa anything(meaningful, yes I'm talking of those who banter in the Getting to know forum, myself included) in far too long. So my swali is a simple one, one I should have asked a long time ago; Is it worth it anymore?.
Funny, we all alisema we would never leave... We all alisema this place is a family... We all thought we loved uandishi enough that it could last.
So is this it then? Are we going to let this club die off completely? Because anyone who doesn't see this is blinded...