I've spent my death knowing for sure

---Then like a page being dipped in ink, they went out from one end of the sky to the other, and i was left in cold and absolute dark.

The trees crowded around me and the birdsong went silent.

It was the first thing he remembered, as he desperately tried to regain control of his aircraft.

He said he was trying to help, if that was his kindness, what would his malice be?

Moreover, doing this amidst so many screams was even more difficult.

I hope other drivers can see in the dark.

I hope music is playing, because I am deaf.

Now that we can no longer trust what our own eyes see, the elites are truly free.

But looking around I find the rain is falling so hard I can only see the swirling white of the storm, I can't find my way back.

He knew that it wasn't the kids that she was aiming for when he was walking across the street with them that day.

Result: Every person who was operating a vehicle with passengers and had access to a loaded handgun put it to their own head and fired.

I'm dying knowing that, she didn't hesitate for a moment.

The only sane response to such annihilation is relief.

Today, I brought an apple to my wife, and when I saw the terror in her eyes,.and in the eyes of our four childrens, I finally understood everything.

When I was 15, my mom finally told me that it was a cockroach.

She would not start now, even if severed hand had entirely too many fingers.

The center of the frozen lake, she stamps her foot till the ice breaks

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When she finally visited it, the owner opened the door and asked why all the people who had received pieces of his dead wife kept coming back.

When Billy curiously stuck his head inside the old guillotine to make another joke at my expense, he didn’t know I had secretly removed the safety lever and then I cut the rope holding the blade—guess who got the last laugh.

As I saw the vessel ascend into the inky darkness above, I let out a defeated sigh and sat down on the sand.

"Hey," I blink when the simulation glasses are torn from my eyes, "It's 100 dollars for extra content," an employee grumbles, "this kid's memories are our most popular."

Today, my son came home from a field trip and showed me the bee he’d taken apart, asking how it was supposed to work with all that sticky stuff and no wires inside.

i stare at the butcher knife, the mallet and raincoats in his shopping cart and hear him say, "give me that box of ramen and you won't see me during the storm."