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posted by alicia386
Chapter Nine

The next day, Mason and Olivia were recommended to seek some help. Olivia just wanted a clue to her future. Her life couldn't have been any worse. Her parents were dead, Cassidy hated her and Mason was sending her mixed signals about there relationship. When she had called him, he seemed a little edgy. It could just be Olivia's imagination though. Mason needed mental help. On the outside he was solid as a rock but on the inside he was as fragile as porcelain. Mason went to a psychiatrist and Olivia went to a psychic. This would give them the answers they mostly desperately craved.

Her Aunt Lucy was a great psychic and Aunt Lucy also promised to give her a one free session since they were family. Personally, Aunt Lucy didn't like Olivia's parents even though her mom was Aunt Lucy's younger sister. Aunt lucy lived in a comfortable log cabin. It was her way of staying connected and be down to earth instead of a glamor girl like other Hollywood women. Her husband recently died of cancer but you couldn't tell if Aunt Lucy was even sad. She was never the one to express her feelings.

Olivia entered the home which smelled strongly of chocolate chip cookies which were Olivia's favorite dessert. The home was very vintage. Her aunt never spent more then 100 dollars on furniture. She also never bought anything that could break easily. She was a huge klutz.

"Hello dear, take some cookies and sit at that table over there." Aunt Lucy held a plate of cookies as Olivia took one and sat down. "Now let's begin. Card or palm reading?"

"Card," Olivia answered automatically.

Aunt placed 4 cards down to make a circle. "The top shall represent your past, the bottom your future, the left one yours family, and the right one your love life. Choose the one you want to go first."

Olivia chosen the past card. It was a picture of a maiden staring off at a window. Everyone outside we're having fun and getting married while she stayed on the inside. "This is the Lonely Soul card. It shows that all of your life, you had to give up a lot but why? Maybe because you were scared of getting abandoned. But mostly because you were metaphorically trapped inside your home. You was being held captive by your parents. Choose the next one."

Olivia picks up family. It was a picture of man whipping his horses that were carrying a load full of bricks. "Ah, the Greedy Merchant. Your family is symbolized as controlling most of your life. They made sure you would always stay in place and never try to leave. When you finally left, then you realized you couldn't make it on your own anyways so you almost gave up. Now the next card."

The next card she picked was love life. This was more reassuring. There was a man and a woman holding hands. But there was some pieces missing. The background was blank and the faces were blank also. "This is the Mystery of love. It tells me that although you love this person, you just can't see yourself with them. You haven't exactly found the right piece maybe you are looking in all the wrong places. Now the last card."

The last was her future card. It was completely black. "This is the Blank Canvas. For this to change you must write your own destiny. You have been living a lie. You don't know what you want to do with your life. You are just a blank canvas."

Mason laid on the couch in his therapist's office. Her name was Dr. Blots. She had light brown hair and caring brown eyes. She spent the first half of the time writing notes on her legal pad. "What seems to be the problem?" she finally asked.

"I have bad taste in women. I don't know who I love anymore," he shook his head. "I thought I loved this one girl but then I ended up falling for someone else."

"Have you always had a girlfriend?" She questioned.

"No, just recently but I never truly liked her though.

"Why not?"

"Because she just wasn't my type."

"What is your type?"

Mason thought for a moment before answering. "I like girls that have soft strawberry-blonde hair and kind eyes. Oh and a sweet smile."

"Which girl was more like that?"

"She was, the one I first saw but I was afraid," he answered

"Why we're you afraid?"

"Because I don't know! Maybe because I thought she didn't like me but I know now that she does."

"Then go to her," the therapist replied.

That night, Olivia boarded to the plane. She was going to head to her original birth place and try to find herself there. The Olivia that lived in Brunswick was somebody she didn't want to be. After talking with her aunt, she realized that she was never happy here. He parent controlled where she went or talked do. She thought that if she got away from the memories here then maybe she could recreate new ones. She knew the sacrifices she should have to make like leaving Mason behind and everything she had worked for even her dreams.

Also that night just when Olivia boarded the plane, the truth came out. Milo had been so scared about the killing that he turned himself in including Cassidy. They were held in court, had their trial, and was jailed for life.
posted by IlovePatch97
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CHAPTER 2


''NO! Alana'' pleaded Jema.
''Please Jem it’s important and you always say curiosity is important for young minds.''
''Yes but curiosity also killed the cat but in this case could get you grounded and me in huge trouble'' Jema turned away from me as my brother walked into the kitchen. I could tell he hadn't slept much either. He sat down beside me and began to eat his breakfast. ''I'm going out and will be gone for a while and Jema I would rather     you didn't clean the study today'' Carlos said, and...
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The night was cool and dark. You can’t even see three feet in front of you. It is a good thing I want them to see me. Otherwise I would have fell over a hundred times because of those stupid tree roots. And above all I have the worst possible luck because my flashlight is dying. It flickered once twice three times and I am now left in the dark. I threw aside my disappointing flashlight and picked a good tree and started to climb.

I was almost half way up the tree trunk when I heard barking. Is that a dog? Then I saw a blinding light in the darkness. Then I heard them two voices having an argument...
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posted by flippy_fan210
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it was a normal day in the akatsuki. Pein was in his room doing paper work, Konan was making origami figures, Deidara was blowing things up outside, Tobi was annoying deidara and Miyu was practicing her elemental jutsus. She shot fire at a bird, it went up in flames and set a tree on fire. “interesting.” she mumbled. She shot electricity at another bird and it exploded. “are you gonna murder every bird from here to china?” itachi said? “shut up, there's nothing else to do.” miyu replied. “you could kill innocents.” itachi suggested. Miyu looked at him like he was crazy then...
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posted by hgfan5602
This is for the Hunger Games RP, but I thought it could be put on here to see what everyone thinks about it too.
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I stare up at the stage as they wait for everyone to be ready for the reaping. I hate the Capitol. I hate everyone who's even associated with the Capitol. I hate the reapings. And I hate the Hunger Games. I'm one of the very few people who don't like the Hunger Games here in District 3. Most people love the Hunger Games here. If they get chosen for it, they are usually celebrating about it later on. Some prepare for...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 22
        The little get together interrupted
    “Shut up! You totally cheated!” Sage yelled at my brother.
    Adam had an offended face. “Me? Cheat? Please, you help me win easily yourself.”
    “Hey!” Sage yells as Ali bursts out laughing.
    Meanwhile on the other side of the table Grey and Beth were in their own little world.
    “You actually went to Paris?” Beth asks, smiling.
    Grey...
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posted by 1999jacko
Rick lay in hospital with stitches all over his face and his left eye swollen up, a small eye patch like thing barely covering it up. His best friends- Allan, Brandon, Kyran and Duncan- stood around his bed telling him what happened after he left, Kyran was mainly telling him about it though because everyone had bruises apart from him," and so everyone was fighting at lunch and som black kid had his leg broken, it was so cool you could see the bone sticking out and blood went everywhere over James, sp all in all we had a good first day of what they're calling 'the war'." Brandon smiled slightly...
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posted by Problematic129
I believe this is part 7, with another mixture of funny and inspiring pictures, cause let's face it. It's pretty hard to get fully serious, always have a happy funny mind to lighten everything in the middle of heartache and pain. Just a word of advice. Some pictures here come from pinterest hellobeliver.com, tumblr, gummy chocolates tumblr and deviant art (look for maryana02. deviantart .com), look for them, there awesome. I think one of these pictures is a repeat not sure, and too lazy to look fro the others.
Again I own absolutely nothing, and I do hope you smile laugh and get inspired because those are just wonderful feelings and it's the purpose of all of this.
Enjoy!
posted by malmcd
SLOTH

'Do you ever get off the couch, sir?
Do you ever get off the couch and stop watching TV?
Do you ever go for a run?
Do you ever simply walk around or exercise outside?
Do you just play video games all day, sir?
Do you even do any work?
Man, you are lazy! '

I would not be surprised if someone
Said this to you, my friend,
For I am the cause of it all.
I am one of the Deadly Sins,
As you humans call me,
For I am what makes people a lazy bum.

I am a daemon from the pits of hell,
As are all my other brothers,
But I must say,
That I am not a sin,
But rather a human instinct.
And it amuses me to see you sit around...
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posted by malmcd
Millions of Miles Apart

From the moment your born somewhere out there you have a true love. At less that’s what they say? They say there’s one person who has the same heart strings as you and they complete you. And there’s nothing that can keep you apart from one another...But what if my one true love isn’t here? I mean what if I never find him or her if that’s the case which I hope it’s not. I don’t know what to say but I’m different from the rest...What if there’s no one out there for me?
My name is Sunflower I was born on the first day of spring, March 20, 1998. And was...
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I looked around the platform, waiting. George leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, Hailey. They'll be here."

I glanced up at him. He had changed after the battle, we all had. George, always the prankster, became more serious. He had even talked about closing down Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. The hole in the side of his head, where his ear used to be, was still unnerving, but I learned to accept it as a part of him.

"I know, George," I said. "There's still a connection."

"You mean that old twin telepathy thing you had going is still there?"

I stood on my toes to kiss him. "Always."...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 19    
    Oh, brother
    I couldn’t help but grin at Adam and Ryler, well mostly Ryler when they came through the front door. But I didn’t answer their questioning glances, right now I was too busy dancing through the house at my own happiness.
    Online the news of Meredith’s epic failure was overflowing, their were tons of rumors and ton of smack talk, and some of the people Meredith bullied put some of their words they wanted to say on her page.
    There...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, fantasy
5
        Stilere
    It wasn’t like I was expecting anything to happen, but what happened when we opened the book did surprise me.
    “What in the world is that?” Alex asked, looking at the weird lettering.
    “I don’t know, it’s definitely not English, but it doesn’t look like other languages, and I know a ton.” Iris said.
    “Maybe it’s not even a language.” Darren said. “Sure doesn’t look like it.”
    “It’s...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 19    
        I didn’t even need revenge
    I couldn’t help but feel giddy as I brushed my teeth and changed into more prettier looking clothes than my bedtime pajama’s of Hello Kitty. The house was quiet and I was a little bit disappointed, but at least I’d get some time to myself, and I needed that very much. I was also glad I didn’t have to go to school either, not because I’d be embarrassed or anything, but because the minute I saw Meredith I’d go all Ninja...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre: Fiction, mystery and fantasy :)~
Chapter 31
        The worst form of betrayal
    I think I woke up, it still painfully hurt to breathe. But I was still in the woods, or at least next to it. Witnessing the moment.
    The moment my sister died.
    I hadn’t been able to hold the tears ever since I appeared here, leaving my sister behind, I still couldn’t believe it. I missed my one chance, I remember what she had said, though I didn’t understand most of it, but I do now.
    Now...
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His eyes fluttered open, and his muscles automatically tensed. For a second he was back in Afghanistan, alone, without his comrades, falling asleep unguarded behind enemy lines. He noticed how his arms were, like they had been holding someone, someone who is no longer there. Gemma.... The thought entered his head like a speeding bullet. The fact that she wasn't there made him think that she had never been, that he wasn't really home, and that he imagined the whole thing. But one look around the room, his eyes adjusting to the moonlight, he could tell he was in the club house. He really was...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
(Fantasy)

I woke with a pounding head and a throbbing shoulder. A bright light was shining in my eyes so I couldn't see anything. “What happened?”
“You were shot.”
“Shot?” I couldn't see anyone. Suddenly, the light snapped off and the room was thrown into shadows. Rubbing my eyes, I saw that I was in some sort of operating room. “Yes, shot. Brett and Dalla brought you here, said I was the only one that could save you so I did the only thing I could.” I was drawing a blank, what was it Dylan could do? An image came into my mind. It was a stack of files, one flashing after another....
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I shook in fear as I felt him hovering over me it scard me out of skin I could already feel his hits coming. As leaned over me I heard angry load foot steps stomping their way towards us. My eyes were closed tight but snapped open when I heard his out burst.

"Dad! Stop!" He'd said firmly.

"This little witch" he stooped down so his mouth was level with my ear. "Was snooping on on our conversation I think I'll..." he chuckled "finish her off in one sweep."

I could feel the cold metal of the knife against my skin against my vocal cord. God, I wasn't even breathing I didn't didn't bother to think....
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posted by alicia386
Action: Spy Fiction

Chapter Two: I May Be A Spy But Weather Can Kick My Butt Any Day

      I and almost everyone else is the world takes life for granted. I didn't realize how good I had it until something hit our jet which immediately caught on fire. Years of training for disasters like this kicked in. I was on high alert looking for the nearest exit. My dad was already at one with two parachutes. Dang it. How could he have possibly have gotten those that fast? This would not seem impressive. Our pilot was already trying desperately to control the jet. It was like he wasn't afraid of those...
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posted by 1999jacko
4 weeks ago
Ron sat miserably in his apartment watching the new for something interesting, when a beeping noise butted into his little day dream. He ran over to the table where the phone was placed, he picked it up instantly hitting answer." Hello commander, is my dad back yet?" he said hopefully. The commander cleared his throat before answering," Ron I'm really sorry but we just received a message and its not good news... I'm afraid your father is dead and we need you to relocate away from Washington today. So pack your stuff and get ready for your escort to take you to your new home." All...
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posted by flabaloobalah
Genre: Realistic Fiction, Mystery, Drama/Romance

Claire and I unpacked our belongings and put them in our own dressers and waited for lunch to be ready.
After a little while, Leila hollered for us. As Claire and I reached the doorway, we observed the stampede as the six of them pounded down the stairs.
When my little sister and I reached the kitchen, Jeb greeted us and handed us a bowl and silverware. At the head of the table, Leila stood with a ladle and served us plenty of food. I sat next to Makayla, and Claire sat across from me, next to Joey.
The meal was spent in almost total silence, save...
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