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posted by r260897
Nature is still standing with open arms to give us shelter. We cannot understand why is it doing so even if we are destroying it.
That evening I sat on the roof of the house in a village and felt passig air, touching my face and playing with my hairs. I was thinking about my history sylaabus and planning to prepare it. But just then I heard some footsteps coming upstairs and when i turned I saw my cousin hanging the clothes. She said "the wind is so strong i hope clothes will dry up fast""ya" i replied looking to the big farms spreading upto horizon. "ok seems you want to be alone. Means i gotta go means you.... i.... i know u... u understand it yourself i think u can hee hee" she said and again ran down shouting "oh ho wait for me I am also coming". My mind was now diverted from studies to nature. I thought it does everything for us... it is our mother... who will warn us thousand times then scold then may be can slap hard.. My thoughts were growing deeper but till then a known voice shouted " hey what are you doing there? Miss lonewolf... haha see her look at her face uhoo yes talking to you ma'am come lets play" " yeah what no no i can't play i have to revise History i can't play.." "okay now shut up, if you are going to study this much you'll become spectacle holder and then you will not get your job..." everyone chuckled and then looked at me if they want me there. " well ok I am coming but I'll.... nothing" I wanted to say that i will play for only half an hour but i stopped coz i didn't want them to make fun of me. While going downstairs I thought who am I? A future fighter pilot who wants to die in war or a peace lover person who wanna save nature.... or am i that who is different from others and alone in crowd... My mind was confused... but then again wind came and whispered in my ears " it is your choice all yours.. you what you have to do and what you want to do... your war would be war for peace.. secure yourself then you'll be able to secure me." and then throwing away all my hesitation i ran freely and said to me " I am wind free, careless or responsible, ignored but yet important" And from then i know my choice......
You Know You're A Writer When. . .
(feel free to agree or disagree with any of these.)

-You skip meals or don't eat as much because you're too eager to get back to the story you were working on. (Yeah, I did this at lunch today. Deliberatly stopped eating early 'cause I had to get back to my story.)

-You have a notebook and pen or pencil that you carry everywhere. (Mine's right here next to me.)

-You freak out if ANYTHING happens to said notebook. (I start going ballistic if I even set it down in a different place and it takes me a minute to remember where I set it.)

-You listen to songs and think,...
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posted by hikaru13
I have a secret: I'm afraid. I'm terribly afraid that I AM GOING TO DIE. I didn't ask for leukemia. Nor did I expect it. Especially not chronic myelogenous leukemia. Especially when chronic myelogenous leukemia tends to affect the OLDER males, and I'm only what, 14?

But do you know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.

But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
posted by alliXcobber
Cassie
I dragged my feet through the cold gray slush and shoved my hands deeper in my pockets. i hurried down the street with my head hung. Icy bits of hail pelted my back as they hurtled down from the dark, November sky above. As i entered the doors of the hospital, a strong balst of warm air hit me. i whipped the folded sheet of paper of out my cold pocket and warily walked up to the front desk. My dark brown hair hung like icicles.
"I'm Cassandra Little. I'm here to see Elaine Turner," i muttered.

Elaine
I coulnt move. i couldnt eat. i coulnt drink. i couldnt think. i coulnt even breathe right....
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I was in the class the other day, and Mrs.Crosswaer was handing out new assignments. And he stared at me! Oh his name is Sam, and he was staring at me dreamly!!!!!!!!!!!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!



















I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!
posted by QueridaPantufa
It was winter 1957. Everything was covered in snow and ice. It was the coldest time of the year. Especially for John Keensley. At the moment he was lying in the park, on a bench. He had put some old newspapers on him, trying to get a little bit warmer. It didn’t matter anyway, since it was snowing all night long. He hadn’t slept for about four nights now. Not since he escaped his prison, the orphanage. Now he was caught in a whole new prison. He spent the whole day trying to find food. He didn’t have any money though, so sometimes he stole some food to get through the day. When it started...
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The day Liz steped foot in her grandma's old house there was a strang feeling in the air. When Liz stoped unpacking she went out to the little town that she and her friends had made. The town was in a crest of bushes and trees. Liz got some of her toys and went out side to the town. She had started playing with her dolls when she saw a pink butterfly flying around her. Liz got up and tryed to get it but it went through a bush on the right side next to the house. Liz looked at the buch but she saw a brown thing. Liz crawled under the bush and saw the brown thing covered with vines. Liz cleared...
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Hey guys, i hope u like this one......

Destiny.i found it just where i was trying to
hide from it.


I dragged Jared into the side, and leaned him up against the wall. I used my sleve to wipe the most of his blood from his face, and checked the rest of his body. he seemed intact. I took another shaky breath to calm myself down; all that mattered was finding out the truth. I laughed, but it sounded; wrong. I dint nottice that jared had woke from the startled sound, and was staring at me shocked. i turned around to face him, and stopped abruptly. his eyes flicked to the blood on my sleve, and back...
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I know it's short, I made it just for fun :)

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One lonely sunday afternoon
I sit in my chamber and have nothing to do
My love is far away
I wonder if (s)he's already forgotten me

So I sadly watch the sky
See the raindrops passing by

One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon

One lonely sunday afternoon
I'm even as my flowers still out of bloom
I find some old photos, covered with dust
I cannot forget you although I know that I must

So I sadly let them fly
And this time I have to cry

One looonely sunday afternooon...
One looonely sunday afternoon

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A car crash, could my parents be that careless that I can’t even get a ride home from the hospital without getting in another life threatening situation? Could they care so little about my safety and well being that they’d almost kill me again? “I CAN’T DO THIS ANYMORE!” I hear I boys’ voice shout stridently. It was Matt, “I can’t just be your guardian angel! I have to be with you forever now! Why can’t you stay out of trouble Elizzy?” No one’s ever called me that before, not my parents, babysitters, friends, or even crazy old people…I like it! “Is that why you abandoned...
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posted by ButteBaby_K
An image found that somewhat looks like the image of Phim I had in my head. ")
An image found that somewhat looks like the image of Phim I had in my head. ")
Chapter 1: Lost in my own world of thought, a common occurrence, the rain left me like always. I remained standing moving with breeze, as the rain receded leaving me pondering my thoughts. I smiled to myself. Ilias, my name was derived from his. I was born in a great time of sorrow, called Ravasn; for that was the name of death, which there was much of nearly 15 years ago on the day of my beginning. A massive drought had plagued Phim for 7 years for the rain spirit was greatly wounded by the indecency of my people. They had lost his trust and his respect, and I was the solution. My mother had...
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So I had a really deep idea for a story, but I couldn't really start it. So instead I kind of started writing it from a plot point halfway through. I would love some feedback!!!


He looked at the dresser, fingering all the small things on top. The bottle of Marc Jacobs perfume, the skull and crossbone earrings, and the hairbrush that had “Maddy Starr” etched into the slender wooden handle. Everything about it was so perfect; he began to wonder what this girl was doing here, with him. He’d told himself he’d never find the perfect woman, and there she was; ready to fall right into his arms....
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
HIII, WELL WHAT HAS BEEN HAPPENING? ROBYN, RICK, JADEN EVEAN JOCE LILY Rose Zander AND LUKE, HAVE ALL WENT INTO THE WOODLAND TO FIND GEMMA AND BRINGHER HOME, BUT WILL THEY ALL MAKE IT BACK OUT?



I woke up groggily, and was startled when i felt someones arms around my waist, i gently rubbed my hands tentively up then. Jaden. He has to move before anyone wakes up, i turned onto my other side so that i was facing him, "Jaden," i Whispered shaking him slightly, he snorted and opened his eyes, he seemed surprised to see me like i had, "You have to go back to where you where, if they see you the...
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HII WE R STARTING FROM WHEN ROBYN IS RUUNING, NOW WE DONT KNOW WHERE BUT WE KNOW Y. GEMMA HAS BEEN TAKEN AND ITS ALL BECAUSE OF ROBYN...



I didnt stop ruuning, not even when i reached his door, i paused to see where he was, then i ran into his arms.
"Rbyn! What is it? was that you screaming?" he asked woried, he took my face into his hands and stared into my eyes. I saw Zander and Jaden from the corner of my eye they looked worried.
"Im finr, Rick, its Gemma, she took her Amber took her, im here to say goodbye," i silently put a tender kiss on his cheek, turned around and headed for the door,...
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posted by HarryPLover
"Aymen."
I finished my prayer and hopped into bed. I was just completely exhausted. So I wouldn't think about how much I missed Matt I kept myself busy. Though it was keeping me busy it mad me very tired. Matt had only been gone 3 days though. Meaning, four more to dread. All I could do was sleep.
The next morning wasn't as quite, or as awful. I had gotten up way to early and figured I could watch some television. It was 4 in the morning; and just as I was falling asleep to Spongebob's voice a noise came from my computer went off. I skipped to the computer hoping it was Matthew. But, to my surprise...it...
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posted by ButteBaby_K
I just really like this picture, no special connection to the story. haha
I just really like this picture, no special connection to the story. haha
Epilogue: It was a day like any other, the sun was shining making the mountains turn magenta like watermelon and the breeze played with my hair flipping raven black strands into my eyes and obscuring my vision. I smiled, comforted by the averageness of the morning. I had never really known “average” I thought. My father was a Lord of Phim and my mother was his Lady. Every morning I woke up earlier than the peasants and snuck out to the field to watch the sun rise like “normal” people do. My cream-colored skin enjoyed the warm sunlight just as much as I did. Being a little lady meant...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 4- Near Death at Dawn
Princess Amorite woke to the sound of bells ringing throughout the castle. The warning bells. The guards knew Kaolin was missing.
    Amorite’s heart began to beat faster. It was beating to the rhythm of Kaolin running quickly out of the dungeon hours ago. She feared her heart would leap right out of her chest. If the soldiers found Kaolin, he would be killed. Amorite couldn’t let that happen.
Outside the sun was starting to rise. Kaolin was probably almost out of the city.
    Amorite had been Kaolin’s best friend since...
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posted by irena83
Throughout misty forest
you seek for spark of hope.
Your life held by
darkness thoughts,
anchor is
some place else.


Bad luck follows you
like a hook,
won't let you go,
won't leave you alone.


You smile today,
and cry whole eternity,
like that's your fate,
disturbing thoughts
to lie inside of you,
to take away everything
that you hope for.


Devil is calling your name,
leaves you not,
you don't see the angel on
your shoulder,
trying to give you a strength.


You long for life
that you don't know of,
you seek for peace,
trying to get away
from misty forest
that stains your heart
into black.
Hayly's gucci boots
Hayly's gucci boots
this is my first marvel fanfiction.i have a great idea and i hope u like it - charly x

Hayly's P.O.V

I guess your wondering what this story is about well its my story.My name is Hayly McCarthy and i was just a normal kid living in London,England that was until the last week of my 10th year of school when i found out i was different than my friends,family and other students.

"Hayly wake up your going to be late for school." my mom called up the stairs.I moaned and forced myself out of bed,i took and shower and got ready for school.Today i decided to wear my rolling stones top with my cut off skinny...
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posted by AvaMarch
Away, I ran. Not caring about how cold it was or how bad my chest ached. All I knew was to run. To run fast and long. To get as far away as possilbe. My face and arms were getting sliced with passing branches but I didn't care. My legs carrying me further into the dark forest. My mind tried to process what had just happened, but I was still in shock. Both of my parents had just been murdered. And my father's last words were "Run, Lester, run." As any child, (I hope) I obeyed my father's last wishes, I ran. I didn't know if the murderers were after me or not. It didn't matter.
It was the middle...
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posted by grissomsgirl
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All CSI characters owned by CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!


Hello my name is Gilbert Arthur Grissom Junior and this is my story, I was born three years ago in San Francisco to my mother Sara who was all alone at the time of my arrival, as I grew up Mommy kept making references to my father whom she wanted to either strangle for the lack of help or kiss him senseless, neither of which I understand about as I'm only three. Anyway after turning three that August I started...
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