adventures

Jesus wastes none of our stories, even our tales of woe. He transforms them into epic adventures where we dare to face our past for the sake of our present.

Everyone has adventures in their lives. Some good ones, some bad ones.

Never be afraid of opportunities, always be on the lookout for adventures.

Explore new learning adventures.

As a writer, I see the saga of your life in a single glimpse. It may be inaccurate, but my version doesn't lack for creativity.

Love, like everything else in life, should be a discovery, an adventure, and like most adventures, you don__ know you__e having one until you__e right in the middle of it.

To be inspired is great, but to inspire is an honor.

A long time ago, there was a little girl called Mary. Now Mary, she was warned several times not to go to her neighbor__ house. Her neighbor was a grandmother. But Mary hardly listened, so she snuck off one night to spy on her. She tried the front door first, and it creaked open. Then suddenly, she heard a squeaking noise upstairs. She followed it _ climbed up the wooden stairs where half of it was already rotten. She heard the squeaking noise again. It was coming from the library. She opened the door and hid behind a couch. She peered out, and she saw the grandmother._ Dave paused to drain his cup of coffee before continuing. My heart thudded so loudly, I thought that everyone could hear it. __o Mary gasped in disbelief as she heard the squeaking noise again, and the grandmother__ rocking chair was not moving at all. Then the grandmother opened her eyes and looked directly at her, holding her gaze steadily and sharply, and then suddenly, BOO!

I could have drowned today. If they hadn__ been screaming my name so loudly and if I hadn__ woken up, I would have drowned.

The last image I registered was Ethan and my hand _ linked, bound and unbreakable.

He sent it flying at full speed. It jumped six times as well, sending ripples across the sea. The small splashes of foam turned into miniature rainbows as they caught the light of the evening sun setting behind the clouds.

Although nobody could ever know about our friendship, that wasn__ going to stop us from being together.

I told you; I am Arianna, the Siren, your Guardian, and how is a Guardian supposed to do her job if she is clueless about the Guardianee?

She snorted in amusement at my remark. __hen are the guards going to start to notice?_ Keith peered into the distance. __tarting now,

I distracted Herbert by pretending to trip and break a bone. Ethan darted around to the red golf cart with a cocky smile on his face. He put the key in ignition, and the vehicle roared to life. __ey,_ Herbert shouted, snapping his attention to Ethan. I sprang up and ran up to Ethan. He pulled me in the cart and stomped on the gas pedal. We shot through the automatic doors with Herbert on our tail. __o faster!_ I cheered. My brother smacked the steering wheel. __ can__; it__ a golf cart.

I could have drowned_and my brother didn__ even care.

I closed my eyes and dived into foreign water.

She smiled sinisterly. Light mist started to slowly swirl around us. All I could see was her, the tall rocks and the white wall. She beckoned to me. I took a step and another. I was now ankle deep into the water. The mysterious girl smiled like a predator.