Harriet_The_Student, 4 lutego 2014
There was once a beautiful princess. Her voice was like spun silver and when you looked into her eyes, you felt as though anything were possible. But as beautiful as she was, she was reclusive and lonely, and did not meet many other people. One day, she was sitting quietly by herself in the forest when (... więcej)
Harriet_The_Student, 12 marca 2012
He hit me hard, sending me to the ground. I could see him about to hit me again, but then there was something incredible. She was standing in front of me. 'Stop! Don't hurt him, don't hurt him!' I saw her spread her arms, blocking my view of him. 'Don't hurt him, please (... więcej)
Harriet_The_Student, 12 marca 2012
I saw his brother hit him. He fell to the ground, but I'd already started running. 'Stop!' I shouted, putting myself between him and the angry fists. 'Don't hurt him, don't hurt him!'
I stood with my arms outstretched, I don't know why. It seemed the best way. (... więcej)
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