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Falling Mark has never been the angry type. Ok. Maybe a little. The occasional siblings rivalry and the sight of people being cheated upon.Those are the only two things thatcould get him to flare up like a caged lion. Those two things could get any sane man to flare up. Lying Back in the cab seat, a million thoughts flooded his mind with so much speed he felt he might pass out. Mark,What have you done?. "I shouldn't have gotten you the job in the first place" why on earth would I have said those words to her.. She surely hates me now. And I bet she would never want to speak to me again. I should have just stayed in the office. Probably would have avoided this whole drama....Jesus...Why can't anyone see the future. Sir, where exactly are you heading? Asked the confused cab man. We have circled this entire neighbourhood five times and am beginning to feel you have no idea where you going.By the way, your bill is eighty dollars. Gas isn't free this days

Miss Fraih This is strange I never get goose bumps from just a pic Never been eager to gain approval From a lady I try to hold all cards But not this one You different from the rest You have taken control And I can't get it back My heart skips Just to see you type You care for people Way more than I could If am allowed to dream I imagine you speaking Whispering words only I can hear. Not many people know true talent And fewer could appreciate it. But I do Every bit of you is pure talent You beautiful And smart Caring and calm Traits that are truly hard to come by You think you suck @ making friends?? So not true. You perfect. Am glad I met you. Am glad fate picked me Nothing could be more divine Than me stumbling unto your pic

Title: The Stranger Author:   Harlan Coban Published : 24 March 2015 Genre: Mystery Add on Goodreads:   The Stranger The Blurb The Stranger appears out of nowhere, perhaps in a bar, or a parking lot, or at the grocery store. His identity is unknown....

Falling Really Mark?" Coming from you, that's a low blow. I am eternally greatful for the good deed you did for me but you don't own me. I love you so much but am working. I can't afford to loose everything I have worked for all because you catching some feelings. Am catching feelings?' Jesus Sarah.Who the hell are you?. Few months back and you won't have had the boldness to utter those words to me. You know what, am out of here. Have fun with your work. Mark, am sorry..Please come back. We could figure this out. There is nothing to figure out. When the real Sarah shows up, give me a call. Boiling hot with anger beyond measure, he got up to take his leave thereby leaving behind a trail of broken glasses and wine bottles in his path. Excuse me Ma, someone has to pay for those items damaged, the Waiter cried out. Not to worry. This should cover the bill. She brought out some hundred dollar bills. Keep the change. She smiled while walking out t

Falling The new job was twice as demanding as her previous one but the benefits outweighed the pain. She thought to herself. A bumper salary, an apartment and a health care plan fully covered. Not to mention the official car. Thank you Mr Steven for been a pervert. Apparently, you are a life saver. Working on weekends was a myth. Those fairy tale stories told round a camp fire made only to scare the little folks. But this wasn't a made up tale. The number of times she had slept in the new apartment could be counted on both hands. Am in hell. She mumbled under her breath. A good one though. At least I get to see heaven once in a while. Oh no; Fuck shit. The dinner with Mark. Am so dead. When last did I see him?" Can't even remember. This must certainly be the wedge that drives relationships apart. Two hours and counting, Mark had patiently been staring into space at the new dinner plaza at Bullivard Rd. May I get you another bottle of wine Sir?,The Chap

My creative skills has been getting rusty lately. I tend to over think things. Write them down as it comes to your head Steven. That way you have no need to put yourself into a comma. But no. I need to be precise, I need to be in control of every detail. By the way, am Uyi. But Steven sounds really awesome so am sticking to it. Grew up in a very noisy neighbourhood. I guess that's one reason I can't stand quite houses and estates..Just give me a gun please or put me out of my misery in any way you deem fit. I have less friends (they practically can be counted with both hands).Makes me feel like am a spy or a covert secret agent with trust issues..So cool. Am totally a sucker for girls by the way but for some very strange and awkward reasons, I get really shy when graced with one of these creatures. Except when dared. Some beast(am allowed to call it that) just pops out to prove some dumb shit. Back to the reason why this write up is been created. What really is th

Celine Dion Celine Dion led hundreds of mourners in an emotional final farewell to her late husband René Angélil on Friday. The heartbroken singer elegantly dressed in a black full-sleeve dress and a long black veil managed to maintain her composure for the touching ceremony remembering the showbiz manager at the Notre-Dame Basilica in Old Montreal. She was joined by her three children. Older son René Charles, 14, escorted his elderly grandmother Thérèse, 88, into the service,while Celine walked in gripping the hands of her twin five-year-old sons Nelson and Eddy, A huge number of well-wishers also gathered for the 'national funeral' service - filling the aisles of the church and the area outside. A national funeral is the closest a non-politician can get to a state funeral in Canada and is in-part paid for by the government. The couple are so popular in the province and the country at large that Angélil and his grieving wife were offered the highest honor. Also i