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[Mehsi]

Hier is hij, zegt Sonja, Klaskes moeder. - De Sleutel Van Klaske

[Mehsi]

Het ging prima in mijn leven: ik was dertig, woonde op een fijne etage in Utrecht, had een leuke baan voor vier dagen in de week en genoot van de vijfde en vrije dag. - Dat is mijn moeder niet

[Mehsi]

Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches stood at the top of a high mountain surrounded by a pine forest. - The Worst Witch

[Mehsi]

Summer had arrived at Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches. - The Worst Witch Strikes Again

[Mehsi]

It was the very first day of Mildred Hubble's second year at Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches. - A Bad Spell for the Worst Witch

[Mehsi]

A violent snowstorm greeted the pupils of Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches as they returned to school for the first day of Summer Term. - The Worst Witch All At Sea

[Mehsi]

Tropical sunshine beat down on the pupils of Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches as they arrived in the schoolyard on the first day of Winter Term. - The Worst Witch Saves the Day

[Mehsi]

It was early in the morning on what promised to be a fine day in March, a bit blustery but a perfect start for the first day of Summer Term at Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches. - The Worst Witch to the Rescue

[Mehsi]

Squealing rain and biting wind buffeted the pupils of Miss Cackle's Academy for Witches as they struggled to reach the school in time for the first day of the Winter Term. - The Worst Witch and The Wishing Star

[Mehsi]

He was sitting all alone, away from the world, hoping for a new morning in his life, thinking about how harshly life had treated him and brooding over what exactly had gone wrong. - It Started With a Friend Request

[Mehsi]

Het is nog honderd nachtjes slapen tot Dorus jarig is. - Nog 100 nachtjes slapen

[Mehsi]

There's a tunnel beneath Waterloo Station that used to be a haven for graffiti artists. - Zom-B Gladiator

[Vicki]

"Today was Emerald Kipp's sixteenth birthday, but she was anything but sweet." ~ The Skinwalker's Apprentice

[Katherine]

I was thirty years old when the seaplane T.J. Callahan and I were traveling in crash-landed in the Indian Ocean.- On the Island

[Trisha, lives on coffee]

There are three of them. No, four. - Dead to You

[Mehsi]

Emmi sloot haar ogen en vroeg zich af hoe het zou voelen om dood te gaan. - Spoorloos

[Mehsi]

De vrouw die zegt dat ze mijn moeder is regelt voor ons een taxi naar huis. - Verdronken

[Mehsi]

This is what I know. - The Bunker Diary

[Mehsi]

My father never wasted his wisdom on me. - How to Lead a Life of Crime

[Gisbelle]

There was a demon in McDonald’s. ~ White Hot Kiss

[Katherine]

Alice haunted the mossy edge of the woods, lingering in patches of shade.- The Gravity of Birds

[Trisha, lives on coffee]

I'm sitting next to the fire alarm, and my best friend is going down in flames. - Six Months Later

[Trisha, lives on coffee]

So in order to understand everything that happened, you have to start from the premise that high school sucks. - Me and Earl and the Dying Girl

[Katherine]

"You stop fearing the Devil when you're holding his hand."- Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea

[Jordi]

I blinked but the scene in front of me didn't change. Runaway

[Trisha, lives on coffee]

It happened at Christmas. - Writing on the Wall

[Trisha, lives on coffee]

Strangers never walk down this road, the sisters thought in unison as the man trudged toward them. - Sisters Red

[Loren Anne]

There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife. - The Graveyard Book

[Nika]

Most people probably wouldn´t advise downing Jell - O shots before racing to the top of a thirty- foot crane. Toxic

[eden5]

"One can never help being born into perfection" I whispered. The Selection

[Katherine]

Picture a summer stolen whole from some coming-of-age film set in small-town 1950s.- In the Woods

[Katherine]

It snowed the day our mother died, snow so hard and so soft at the same time that we could neither bury her nor take her out to the barn.- Engines of the Broken World

[Mehsi]

You can tell when your parents dislike you-when they are horrified by the way you eat, at your bodily fluids, at the noises you make and the way you play. - The Boy in the Smoke

[Mehsi]

Sarah was carrying a tray of wine-glasses in one hand and a coke in the other hand when she saw the painting. - The Ghost Box

[Mehsi]

This is how the story was told to me. - The Purple Girl

[Mehsi]

There he was again! - Portable Ghosts

[Gisbelle]

I always knew I was different. ~ Uninvited

[Gisbelle]

I was born invisible. ~ Invisibility

[Katherine]

It was the start of the Summer of the Late Rose.- Redwall

[Katherine]

My sweet Eve,

As I drove back from the market today, you humming in your car seat and out trunk filled with powdered milk and rice, I saw the San Gabriel Mountains- really saw hem for the first time.- Eve

[Trisha, lives on coffee]

So, I'm opening my Christmas present in June. - Happyface

[Katherine]

Late autumn winds sighed fitfully around the open gatehouse door, rustling brown gold leaves in the fading afternoon.- Mossflower

[Vicki]

"Brian was going to Brain Camp." ~ The Truth About Forever

[Gisbelle]

Even form this distance I can see how young he looks. ~ Time Between Us

[Sarah]

Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood. The Lightning Thief

[Mehsi]

Berber staart naar de enorme school met oliebollen die midden op de salontafel staat te pronken. - Keerzijde

[Mehsi]

Als ik me afvraag wat me ertoe heeft gebracht om die reis naar het Oosten te ondernemen, naar het vroegere Oost-Pruisen, dan lijkt het me duidelijk dat het komt door het mythische en ongrijpbare karakter van de geografische coördinaten van deze streek, iets wat voor mij belangrijker is geworden dan mijn absurde voornemen, dat met de jaren alleen maar absurder leek te worden.Ik Vergezel Je : Tussen Konigsberg En Kaliningrad

[Sowmya]

"First the Colors."
The Book Thief

[Jacquelyn, thebrunettebooknerd]

My gram told me once when I was eleven that I could do anything. - Boys Like You

[Trisha, lives on coffee]

My art teacher says that a real artist bleeds for her craft, but he never told us blood can become your medium, can take on a life of its own and shape your are in vile and gruesome ways. - Unhinged