A British couple went to France for the day-and they got accueil seven days later.
Everything began well for Mr and Mrs.Long on their jour trip to France.They went par train from Londres to Dover and got the ferry to Boulogne in France.
They went for a short walk around the town but they got completely lost.'We walked and walked,'said Mrs Long,'but we couldn't find our way back to the ferry port.'They walked all night and finally a motorist picked them up and drove them to a small village.Here they caught a train to Paris.Their plan was to travel from Paris to London.But they caught the wrong train and the suivant morning they arrived in Luxembourg!They went to the police station for help,and 2 hours later the police put them on the train back to Paris.But the train divided into 2 and unfortunately they were in the wrong half,and they arrived in Basle in Switzerland!A lorry driver took them back to Paris and they went to the railway station again where they nearly got a train to Bonn in Germany.Finally,they got on the right train,and they arrived back in Boulogne a week after their'short walk around the town.'Mr Long said,'This was our first trip abroad and probably our last!'
Everything began well for Mr and Mrs.Long on their jour trip to France.They went par train from Londres to Dover and got the ferry to Boulogne in France.
They went for a short walk around the town but they got completely lost.'We walked and walked,'said Mrs Long,'but we couldn't find our way back to the ferry port.'They walked all night and finally a motorist picked them up and drove them to a small village.Here they caught a train to Paris.Their plan was to travel from Paris to London.But they caught the wrong train and the suivant morning they arrived in Luxembourg!They went to the police station for help,and 2 hours later the police put them on the train back to Paris.But the train divided into 2 and unfortunately they were in the wrong half,and they arrived in Basle in Switzerland!A lorry driver took them back to Paris and they went to the railway station again where they nearly got a train to Bonn in Germany.Finally,they got on the right train,and they arrived back in Boulogne a week after their'short walk around the town.'Mr Long said,'This was our first trip abroad and probably our last!'
Your cœur, coeur is sore, crippled up like paper.
Your voice is weak, barely passing par you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
toi are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times toi told everything-
It was a lie, I l’amour toi became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. toi probably cannot déplacer away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
Your voice is weak, barely passing par you.
Your body is tired, let it lay for tonight.
toi are but you- a stranger to much.
No one cares to know you.
They do not wish to after all.
And all those times toi told everything-
It was a lie, I l’amour toi became a lie. A horrible lie not one can ever take back to you. How could they, breaking your very soul to the apple's wrinkled core? It shook and broke, just like that. Lonesome and ever so exhausted of even thinking it would be different this time around.
You're so hopeless. toi probably cannot déplacer away from the pain, the desecration left in the path at the end. Then again, in the end it probably doesn't even matter, does it?
Once a joy, now a misery forever scared, alone.
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood par me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To montrer them that...
Their work was useful.
To montrer them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to montrer all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood par me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To montrer them that...
Their work was useful.
To montrer them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to montrer all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
Run. It was the only thing going threw Leven,Evie, Matthew and Cameron's mind right now as the chiens and people chased them into the forest.They went as fast as they could as the chiens got closer and closer.
They weren't suppose to be running from the chiens right now. Then again they weren't suppose to be convicted of a crime they didn't do but it had happened.
"Hurry they're gettin' away!" A loud and gruff voice a dit behind them. The barking got louder. A sharp pain was in Leven's side as she ran. She had taken track at school so she was use to it but it was terrible. She could barely breath as she ran.
Matthew turned his head to look back at the others for a divisé, split seconde and had came in contact with something hard. The thing fell back and Matthew staggered. They all stopped then as the body picked herself up. They looked I to the eyes of a criminal. The most wanted person alive in america. Brig.
They weren't suppose to be running from the chiens right now. Then again they weren't suppose to be convicted of a crime they didn't do but it had happened.
"Hurry they're gettin' away!" A loud and gruff voice a dit behind them. The barking got louder. A sharp pain was in Leven's side as she ran. She had taken track at school so she was use to it but it was terrible. She could barely breath as she ran.
Matthew turned his head to look back at the others for a divisé, split seconde and had came in contact with something hard. The thing fell back and Matthew staggered. They all stopped then as the body picked herself up. They looked I to the eyes of a criminal. The most wanted person alive in america. Brig.