None of them are mine, so don't worry everyone who hates me, you won't be voting for me.
You wouldn't want to let a lot of other forum members down, would you?
The little girl climbed into bed, her father reassured her that he'd checked everywhere. She nodded, it wasn't his fault.
Everyone knows what a spider sounds like when it moves, the muted scuttle of many hairy legs across a wooden floorboard or behind an ancient bookcase, and yet, it never occurs to them to wonder how they know this.
House spiders are of course too small to make any noise audible to the human ear. These weren't house spiders, they weren't even really spiders.
She pulled the covers over her head as he turned out the light, the scurrying began.
"Whose side are you on?" They always say "We're with the People" but I've never seen them in our streets or in our factories.
They say "Stop with the nonsense, let's talk of what really matters" but they never do.
They say "We must all do sacrifices" right before going to Seichelles.
They say "Let's think of our sons and daughters, and one of their sons becomes minister, another gets a bat-house, still we get nothing.
The only thing I believe is that they're them , but we're just us , working are way on, knowing they'll never be part of US.