Writing World

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Apologies, lies,

And great denies.

Hatred is spread,

Like butter on bread.

Whisper in ears,

See if I care.

Sorry won't heal it,

No not one bit.









Just a short little poem and yeah cx











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Hows it going do you think?

Our story begins with an elf gliding through the trees. His lean body let him jump from tree to tree as if he were flying.
It was spring, his favorite time of the year. The daffodils and forsythia were in bloom, and the trees were once again turning green. He stopped on a particularly large branch and looked up into the clear sky. His dark blue eyes without the memories of the horrors of war, his skin without the scars of the torture it brings. For he was yet young, and all the time he has been alive has been peaceful.

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Hey peeps! My main topic today has to do with Walt Disney and Universal Studios parks.
Okay you know how there's always this certain ride that has a looooooooong waiting line. But we still go on the line because Duh! The ride is awesome! So your in the line bored to death. And your with friends and family (they feel your pain) and you want time to move faster. Well I've got an idea, pick a partner from your group (preferably who can dance) and tell your group to clap there hands twice and repeat. Clap clap sorry don't know clapping sounds. And grab your partner and start dancing.

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The Exiled
Story setting:
Era: future
Character setting: witch and wizards, vampires, werewolves, phoenix man, humans
Setting: earth, United States
World setting: future, world war??, nations combine to make 3 empires: wizard empire, empire of man, world empire.
PROLOGUE:
For centuries we lived harmoniously; we had two different worlds. Two very different worlds. Their world was lived freely and without secrecy. In our world, that’s what it was all about, secrecy. Don’t make too much noise, don’t seem so noticeable, and most important, under no...

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"You went out early Katharina?"
Katharina didn't see Leah when she came home,so she was quite surprised when she came downstairs and heard Leah's voice.
"Hi Leah,I just went for a morning walk",she was as always trying not to keep the conversetion very long.
Leah knew what she was trying to do, but acted like she didn't know anything.
"So how was your morning walk?"
"O..it was quite interesting; I'm going to do some shopping, see you later!"
"You just came out of the shower and you didn't even had breakfast yet!"

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“America has given the Negro people a bad check,a check which has come Back marked ‘Insufficient funds’ “



Martin Luther King. JR. made a speech that named as “I have a dream”, that influenced all the negros throughout the USA. He wanted to end the segregation during the civil Rights movement. “I have a dream” is a famous speech in the American history, because it includes the hope, progress and struggle of the negro community. He...

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"Is this it? Is this what I got all those ass-whoopin's for? I had a dream once. It was a dream that all the little black boys and little black girls would drink from the river of prosperity, freed from the thirst of oppression. But low and behold, some four decades later, what have I found but a but a bunch of trifling, shiftless, good-for-nothing niggas. And I know some of you don't want to hear me say that word: it's the ugliest word in the English language. But that is what I see now: Niggas. And you don't want to be a nigga because niggas are living contradictions. Niggas are full of...

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Major Shinji Ikari of the USN Army sat in his camouflaged Wanzer while waiting for his enemy to arrive. It was the middle of the afternoon in the humid South American jungle. The heat outside the Wanzer was unbearable and would have been a deathtrap for anyone inside the mech. However, the USN had customized all their Wanzers for the South American front to be equipped with a small air conditioner for the cockpit. It did very little to make the pilot comfortable, but it made conditions tolerable for combat.

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It was just another night; another high society event with glistening jewels draped over the ladies like frosting, and clouds of smoke cloaking the gents in a dull mist of their own self importance. Rose turned gracefully from Mr. and Mrs. Hiltern who were making a most shameless introduction to their awkward son, Tyler. Of course, being held to the rigorous practices of the upper class, she quirked a charmed brow and smiled interestedly in his direction and allowed him to take her hand. She knew her beauty borrowed her some privilege with others and mastered it well; after-all what good was...

Biggest Lesson I’ve Learned on Writing by BONED Screenwriter/Director Laura Lee Bahr via FilmCourage.com.

Submitted by filmcourage over a year ago

This is the club of my book. A description will be there along with a few chapters

Submitted by StarPotterRings over a year ago

The story I've been working on... I have all the chapters here.

Submitted by moodystuff449 over a year ago