

Pearl HarbourPrecious time was given for them to prepare, But no one was ready for attacks from the air. Expected not at all, the Japanese bore down On the unsuspecting harbour on the ground. Amid the screams of pain and fear, A shout rose up. "The damned Japs are here!" Reaching for guns to protect what they loved, The soldiers aimed at the airplanes flying above. Lifeless ruins in the water, destruction on land. Why it happened to them, no one could understand.Pearl Harbour
Hopes an


The BenchA wooden bench sat on the edge of the path, its paint newly dried and pristine. A small fingernail scratched at it, carving a tiny heart into the seat. The owner of the fingernail, a small blonde boy, looked up at his friend as he heard a little giggle. "You're in looooove," the other boy, a brunette, teased. "I'm gonna marry her!" he exclaimed happily. "You gotta wait till you're old enough, silly!" "Yeah, well, someday, I will be!" "If you say so." The boy rolled his eyes.The Bench
Two teenagers sat on a bench, chatting quietly. One stared up at the sky,


Would You?If I screamed at the top of my lungs, Would you hear anything but the whistling wind? If I said nothing at all, Would you feel the unbearable silence?Would You?
If I fell from this perilous perch, Would you even glance over the edge? If I were swallowed by the snow, Would you see only the sparkling flakes?
If I stared at you for ages, Would you even feel my gaze? If I called your name behind you,


I Love YouI love you. Eight letters. Three words. One sentence.I Love You
I love you. Three syllables. Seventy two muscles.
I love you. Just words. Just words that mean nothing. But absolutely everything.
I love you. Shouted when I see you coming. Whispered in the dark.
I love you. Why do I say it so often? Because it's true.
I love you. Every day.
Every hour. Every second.
I love you. Why don't you say it back? Because I should already know.
I love you. Whispered a


Pearl HarbourPrecious time was given for them to prepare, But no one was ready for attacks from the air. Expected not at all, the Japanese bore down On the unsuspecting harbour on the ground. Amid the screams of pain and fear, A shout rose up. "The damned Japs are here!" Reaching for guns to protect what they loved, The soldiers aimed at the airplanes flying above. Lifeless ruins in the water, destruction on land. Why it happened to them, no one could understand.Pearl Harbour
Hopes an


The BenchA wooden bench sat on the edge of the path, its paint newly dried and pristine. A small fingernail scratched at it, carving a tiny heart into the seat. The owner of the fingernail, a small blonde boy, looked up at his friend as he heard a little giggle. "You're in looooove," the other boy, a brunette, teased. "I'm gonna marry her!" he exclaimed happily. "You gotta wait till you're old enough, silly!" "Yeah, well, someday, I will be!" "If you say so." The boy rolled his eyes.The Bench
Two teenagers sat on a bench, chatting quietly. One stared up at the sky,


Would You?If I screamed at the top of my lungs, Would you hear anything but the whistling wind? If I said nothing at all, Would you feel the unbearable silence?Would You?
If I fell from this perilous perch, Would you even glance over the edge? If I were swallowed by the snow, Would you see only the sparkling flakes?
If I stared at you for ages, Would you even feel my gaze? If I called your name behind you,


I Love YouI love you. Eight letters. Three words. One sentence.I Love You
I love you. Three syllables. Seventy two muscles.
I love you. Just words. Just words that mean nothing. But absolutely everything.
I love you. Shouted when I see you coming. Whispered in the dark.
I love you. Why do I say it so often? Because it's true.
I love you. Every day.
Every hour. Every second.
I love you. Why don't you say it back? Because I should already know.
I love you. Whispered a
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