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  1. mtndewhm* mtndewhm*
    posted a quote
    April 4, 2014 9:04pm UTC
    I just tried to take a drink of my coffee and it burnt my tongue and oww.

  2. DunGoofed DunGoofed
    posted a quote
    December 1, 2013 5:51pm UTC
    Burnt popcorn from the microwave. Yummmmm :/

  3. crumbs crumbs
    posted a quote
    June 5, 2013 4:06pm UTC
    LIFE IS A PEICE OF CAKE
    MINE BURNT IN THE OVEN

  4. loganloveswitty_23 loganloveswitty_23
    posted a quote
    June 3, 2013 11:22am UTC
    im so good at making popcorn.
    i burn it everytime.

  5. hoobubbly hoobubbly
    posted a quote
    March 10, 2013 7:36am UTC
    Burnt Back - By Hannah Smith
    {"I'll be fine! Trust me! I can cope with one puny day on my own!" I say to my father as he walks out of the house for work. "I just want to know you'll be safe, that's all!" I know he is just taking care of me, but it's annoying that he doesn't think I can handle one day by myself in the house. I roll my eyes, and he gets the picture. "Fine. Bye, I love you! Be safe!" "Yes, dad. Bye!" I say, shoving him out of the door as I shut it. I come to the window and watch Dad get into the car and turn the engine on. It's cold, though, and the engine needs warming up. He notices me, and gallops to the other side of the window. He waves madly and pulls a massive grin that makes me giggle quietly in my silent home. Suddenly, my father's face changes. Instead of grinning and waving, he now has a look of horror on his face and he isn't looking at me anymore. He's looking at something behind me. "GET OUT OF THERE!" My dad screams, banging frantically on my window. But I don't move a muscle. I can't. I'm frozen to the spot, afraid of what might happen if I make the tiniest movement. Dad's still banging his fists against the window, "FINLEY GET OUT OF THERE." He says, still not making eye contact with me, but with something behind me. Suddenly, his eyes move a bit to the left, and he stops banging. The person behind me had moved. "Finley, listen to me. You have to get out of there NOW. Go, run. Before he blocks your exit. GO!" I quickly come back to Earth and realise what's happening. I have to run. Get out of the house. Immediately. I turn around, fast, unprepared for whatever I was about to see. Well, I was certainly unprepared for this. I stop in my spot, and my father has stopped talking and banging. There's no-one there. I turn to my father, he looks even more confused than I am. He came round to the door and bangs on it so that I will unlock it. I quickly fumble around the key pot, and struggle to get the key into the keyhole. My hands are still shaking. Finally, I unlock the door and my father barges in. "Dad what are you-" I already know what he was doing. "You're not staying here alone. I swear to you, I'm not crazy. There was someone behind you. There is someone in this house who managed to run away in the time it takes for me to blink." I think about it for a long time. We can't call the police, they still think this family is crazy from the last time we called claiming there was a man in our house who just disappeared in one millisecond. I blink.}
    Sorry it's taken so long to upload another extract! Please check out the other extract of Burnt Back I uploaded, and there will be another extract coming soon!:)xx
    Hoobubbly xoxo

  6. hoobubbly hoobubbly
    posted a quote
    February 19, 2013 8:56am UTC
    Burnt Back - By Hannah Smith
    A short extract of my Horror story, Burnt Back
    {I turn over in my bed with my eyes half closed, almost asleep. When I notice two glowing dots under my desk. My eyes burst open, wanting to know what the lights are. As my eyes come into focus, I see the outline of a figure. The glowing dots are the eyes of the man crouching under my desk, waiting for me to notice he's there. My mind works quickly though, and I yawn, pretending I haven't noticed him. Then I groan and press my bladder, so he believes that when I get up, I am going to the toilet. I slowly and carefully slump out of my bed, careful not to look at the man. I can still see him out of the corner of my eye when I calmly exit the room, leaving the door wide open. There is no time to shut the door, I quickly and quietly stride down the stairs, and run into the lounge where my parents are watching telly. "We have to get out of the house. NOW." My dad shakes his head, "What are you talking about, honey?" "Dad, we have to call the police. We have to get out of the house!" My mum sighs, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Don't worry, it was just a dream." "No, mum. Not a dream. There is somebody in my bedroom." Suddenly my parents look worried. "Not a dream?" "No, not a dream. There is someone in my room. We have to get out of the house and call the police... NOW." My mum and dad quickly jump up and run to the door, loudly collecting the keys from the key bowl on the way. I stop them. "Wait! What about Sara?" My parents clasp their hands over their mouths. "I'll get her." I say, tip-toeing up the stairs. As I reach the top step, I look into my room and under my desk. The man isn't there anymore. What do I do? Where is he? He could be in my sisters room bludgeoning her to death already. I look around me. He is nowhere to be seen, none of the windows are open, Sara's door is untouched. What is he is right behind me? I slowly turn around... No one there. I give up on the silent act and charge into Sara's room, but she doesn't wake up. I don't bother to look around me, I just want to get my sister out of the house. I shake Sara violently, "Sara! Sara! Wake up!" She half opens her eyes and grunts. "What?" I carry on shaking her, to make her fully awake "Sara get up. We need to get out of the house NOW." "Leave me alone." "No seriously Sara this isn't a joke. There is a man somewhere in the house, Mum and Dad are calling the Police. We need to get out of here." Suddenly, Sara's eyes widen, and she covers her mouth with her hand and uses the other hand to point to the doorway. But I don't need to look. I can see in the mirror, the silhouette of the man, stood in what was mine and Sara's only escape...}
    Please let me know if you would like me to upload anymore extracts of the story. I hvaen't actually completed the story yet but I have done alot of exctracts and will be putting the whole story together soon.

  7. hoobubbly hoobubbly
    posted a quote
    February 19, 2013 8:53am UTC
    Burnt Back - By Hannah Smith
    Burnt Back story outline:
    A family of four move into ther new house on a small street in a small countryside village. They know perfectly well that someone died in the recent fire in their new house, but as they are not supersticious they don't care. But when they start seeing him in the house, whenever it's dark, or in reflections, they begin to believe that the ghost of the man is still in the house...
    But they are wrong. Very, very wrong...
    The man never died.
    I will be uploading the story in a minute, I just thought I'd give you a brief outline of the begining of the story.

  8. WeAreTheBoys WeAreTheBoys
    posted a quote
    February 13, 2013 3:00pm UTC
    I tried ironing today...it's okay, I needed new clothes.

  9. daisybug2000 daisybug2000
    posted a quote
    January 30, 2013 6:57pm UTC
    People say if you play with fire you'll get burnt.
    I say if you don't play with fire, you'll never know how bad it hurts until you get burnt.

:)

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