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posted by ZekiYuro
8AM - November 3
The naughty sunlights went through the small window and make that sleepy angel wake up.Yurin closed her eyes tight,groped around the bed.
-Kai,why don't you close the window
But there were no hands to close it,and no one was lying besides Yurin too.She got up tiredly,opened closing eyes and put her foot into the cotton sandals.She went to the restroom.
"They are just the sunlights,I don't need him.Anyhow I must get up"
After brushing teeth and washing face,Yurin went downstairs,decided to eat breakfast.Opening the refrigerator-it was empty,opening the other cupboards-empty too...
-Kai,there is no food here,the fastfood is not here too.I'm hungryyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!-Yurin said with a long tone.
But there were no answers,and Yurin stomachache started feel really hungry...
"Uhm,I will drink water instead of eating.Anyhow I don't want to be overweight"
And Yurin immediately finished her breakfast with 5 glasses of water.
After being full,Yurin went to the living room,lied on the sofa and watched TV.But she couldn't choose the channel she liked to watch.
-Kai,what channel you usually open to watch films??
Her question dept into the emptiness.Yurin boredly turned off the television.
"I will be myopic if I watch TV too much,my beautiful face will be so ugly.Don't watch anymore"
Then she held the mobile phone near the TV,called her friends to feel less bored.
"You are calling to cute Akira,hold on,then you will hear my angelic voice soon.Hehe"
-Hello,Yurin,why do you call me?
-YAH Akira,when will you change your mobile's ring tone,It's so terrible!
-You seem don't know any thing Yurin>_<.But why do you call me?I am teaching my students so I can't talk to you long.-Akira said.
-Ah,uhm,so continue to teach them.I just call to talk to you a little.Bye bye.
-Bye.See you soon!
Akira fast turned off his mobile.Yurin sighed sadly.
"He works on Dancing class even on Sunday.A hard-working person"
Thinking a little,Yurin typed the mobile number of Karen.
"You are calling Karen Matsumi,now I am going to the beach with my cute and handsome husband.Leave a mesage!"
"Awww I completely forgot,Karen is going to the beach!>_<"
-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!So boring!!!!Kai,when will you come back??????-Not being able to suffer any more,she lied on the sofa and shouted so loud that the birds on the roof flied away all.

~A few days ago~
-Yurin-Kai said softly when they were having dinner.
-Uhm-Yurin focused on eating,didn't notice Kai looking at her worriedly.
-Ah,actually I have this thing to tell you.My company is having a big plan.So I must go abroad for a few days.You will be home alone,will be OK right...
-WHAT????????????????-Yurin suddenly shouted loud-What,go abroad,I don't agree
-I really don't want to go,but this is my work,hope you understand-Kai tried to make Yurin less angry.
-No,no,no,we just got married 2 months ago.You can't leave me alone like that.Then who will be take care of me,who will wash the clothes for me,who will go shopping with me,who will cook food each day...blah blah blah...
-I worry about you too,my dear little wife,so I will prepare everything for you before I go...
-Prepare what-Yurin interposed.
-I will cook food enough for you when I leave home, I will iron your clothes,I will phone you each day too,if you have problem, I will come back immediately...-Suddenly Kai stopped saying,letted his face near the angry face of Yurin-But little wife,why don't you say you need me and don't want me to leave,so maybe I will change my mind and stay with you?
-You...-Yurin spoke with a halt-Don't imagine like that,no one needs you,I just worry about my beauty.Go away as you want,but just after preparing everything for me!!
-Yes sir!!-Kai smiled cheerfully.

_At the airport_
-I go now,you staying home alone must know how to take care of yourself,the foods I made are in the refrigerator,heat them up if you are hungry,be careful while using the stove!!The clothes was ironed carefully,in the wardrobe.I also washed the dishes too,blah blah blah....-Kai hugged Yurin,told her everything,he couldn't help worrying about his alone "princess",but he had no other choices.
-Ah,I know that,you told this hundred times at home.
-I will phone you each day too,remember to answer me!!!
-OK,you also told this thousand times.
-I go now,huhu,I will miss you so much Yurin-Kai hugged Yurin more tight.
-OK,just a few days,you act like we will live apart for a few years,hury or you will miss the flight-Yurin hugged her husband too,he is still so childish.
Finally Kai letted go of Yurin and went to the waiting room,suddenly Yurin felt sad.
"Yurin,he just went for a few days,you will be alright"
posted by sapherequeen
*Sigh* Okay, this is the first piece of writing I will ever share with anyone. Rarely does the idea of a poem ever enter my dark mind. But tonight, just two minutes ago, this one came to me, and I had to...write...it...down...


I’m aching here
I’m bleeding there

Pain strikes within
My every move

And there’s
Nothing
I Can
Do
To Make It
Stop

The tears roll down my face
And freeze there quickly
And stay until the time comes
Where they are no longer frozen
And begin to stream down again

My hurt was bottled up
But someone broke the bottle
And now it’s
Everywhere
And there’s nothing
I Can
Do
To Heal Myself

I’m...
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“Look at them, trying to figure it out. Trying to work out why a pure-blood has come to their school, Antiworld, huh? This could be fun”. There was a young man sitting on the top of a gargoyle wearing a white shirt with a black coat over it. His eyes where a light green with a black cat eye stroke through it. As the man stood up you saw that he had pitch black hair and his skin was white like paper. As you closed in on the man’s face you saw his eye drop a line of blood down his cheek, as if he was crying blood. The man looked up at the sun covering his face with his hand, he closed his...
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Hey guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem writing path. Well hope you like it, and please, if possible, add a comment saying what you think.

Me and Those

Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants you to do something,
Or be something
That sometimes you don’t want to be?

They are those!
You know them!
You probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect you to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
You don’t want to take.

They are those who expect you to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
You prefer to be small and humble.

But do you think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!

They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since you were born,
Came up with a path for you in life.

But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

She screams every time a police officer or strange nurse touches her. She refuses to hear them out. So, until further notice, she is staying in my apartment.

I glance at the clock in the waiting room. It's past midnight. Wow. Jamie and Ashleigh are asleep on a small green couch, with a receiving blanket draped over them. I pick them both up, since Kayla and I are free to leave, and we all walk outside to my car. Kayla opens the back door, and while I'm strapping the two little girls in, I signal for her to get in on the passenger side.

She's a broken person. You only need to look at her...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

On Friday, Tia had picked me up to go shopping.

Tia was ecstatic; for what reason, I had no idea. Tia was like a hurricane, she jotted down my sizes on her hand and then took of through the store at a pace that should've set her path on fire.

"You look great in black, white, and blue," she muttered. I saved that for future reference; she obviously knew what she was doing. Plus I'd been told that each of those colours looked nice on me before.

She pulled me into a dressing room, pointed out which outfits to try out, and exited to let me change.

I pulled a scary-looking black halter neck...
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posted by fanfly
Artwork by me
Artwork by me
Who are you to judge?
Sitting right where you are
You have no claim on me

I know my own path
I am my own guide
You are nothing to me
No matter how you try

What do you care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you

I know my own path
I am my own guide
You don't know me
No matter how you try

Why are you here?
You know I don't want you
I told you to leave me

I am my own path
I know my own guide
You can't mold me
No matter how you try





Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. lol Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
Your hair is long, wet, and wavy and clings to you as you rise from the lake. You get the sense that the water should be clearer. You don’t dwell on it though, distracted by your own hair. You don’t remember it being so long. With every motion the string of beads and shells woven into your hair bobs gently with a clicking noise. You don’t realize that you are topless until your hair settles against your back. But you are not ashamed, there is a sense of liberation, you can better feel what the earth and the wind are telling you this way. If you could see behind you, you would know that...
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posted by pLaStIcSUNDAE
It's gray. It's always been so gray.

The beating heart that searched for what it believed to be a forever, only to be led astray.

The beating heart full of warm belief,

Now an iceberg of bitter regret, the surface a shallow reflection of the depths that rest beneath.

The smiling mask distorts the image of the surface, betraying the eyes.

The rigid, cold structure reduced to a cube of ice.

A problem crippled and crumbled into "I'm fine."

If the eyes are windows to the soul, then these windows have been fogged and cracked.

If the eyes are the windows to the soul, then within these, behind the mist,...
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8 Elements Of The Nutshell Technique by Jill Chamberlain via FilmCourage.com.
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PART 1- LETS HAVE A RANT

Hi. So yeah, from the title I think you've gathered this story is about .... well let's just say a problematic 19 year old struggling to find a meaning in life.

If you're a typical "Caucasian" you'll never understand the things we "brown people" have to face. Over-protective parents are just the start. The kinds of people are totally different. The type of "cheats", "betrayers", "heart-breakers".

Being born in a place 2% of the people worldwide knew is just the start of a slightly difficult life. For now, lemme just summarize my life for you. I'm a 19 year old girl living...
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THIS IS VERY URGENT AND NOT A JOKE! ALSO DON'T GOOF OFF!!!!

I really mean it! What would you be able to do if SOPA/TPP censors the internet? What would you be able to do if writing fanfics and drawing fanarts become illegal? What would you do if it's illegal to do a cover of your favorite song on YouTube? What would you do if downloading things from the internet (music, movies, TV episodes, etc) became illegal? What would you do if SOPA/TPP wins the war and takes away internet freedom? Net Neutrality is already dead so far, we can't risk the freedom of internet...
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posted by ilu_rayray
Liyah (me)
Liyah (me)
Aliyah-Me(18)
Alexus(18)
Jasmine(18)
Prince(18)
Roc(18)
Ray(18)

My pov
Wassup im Aliyah but you can call me liyah for short. I sing and im a backup dancer for mindless behavior with my two besties Alexus and Jasmine. I feel torn that prod left but ayyee Nobody knows this but i kinda like Ray idk what it feels like to like someone bcus my dad always abused me and i never liked boys ever since but the past is gone and im living the life out in L.A.

Alexus pov
Hello im alexus but i perfer u call me lexi. I live with my sister Jasmine and bestie liyah in L.A me and my sister been through alot our parents...
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November 5th 9,999,980 BC 6:01 A.M.
Mist wanders down a small deer trail through the woods. He pulls himself up onto a glistening tree branch. He sees a small girl huddled on the ground. He jumps down and slowly approaches her.
He draws an arrow. The girl turns around.
'Who are you?' asks Mist.
'I am Amirell, daughter of Amerith,' she says. 'Now tell me, who are you?'
'I am Mist, son of Karellcia.' he says.
'I could help you,' says Amirell. 'I have food and water. if we rationed it we would have enough.'
'I shall not need a woman's help,' says Mist. 'tis easy to find food out here. If I killed...
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posted by jeweleryfan11
About:
Once i was having a day dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.

Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 year old was writing a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are you doing here?," she asked. "I love the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner you guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446
posted by EmilyMJFan910
Based on a short film by EmilyMJFan910.

Sapphire was a normal girl. She was very happy with her life and saw herself as lucky. But she had one very special trait.
Sapphire loved to daydream.
She daydreamed every day, all day long. She dreamed about flying! Romance! Animals! Anything and everything. But mostly, she dreamed about changing into someone different. One minute she was a mermaid, another she was a princess. One she was a celebrity, the other she was an adventurous horse rider. But sometimes, when Sapphire was dwelling in the deepest of her daydreams, she would get carried away, causing...
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I had a friend, she lived in the north of China, her name was Chie. Chie was only 12 years old when she died!

It happend a few years ago, Chie and her family were going to mass on a Sunday, it was supposed to be just like any normal Sunday for her. Her and the rest of her family would get ready for mass and when they got home they would start to prepare lunch.
Little did they know that they would never sit down to have lunch together again!

Because on that day the authorities surrounded the church, held the priest under house arrest, and all the people in the church were shot dead!

The priest...
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CHAPTER EIGHT:
OCTOBER 29, 1995:
I wake up around 7:20, horrified at how long I have slept. I have not thought about that night in ages, an am absolutely horrified by what would happen next, but that story will be for another time. I know. Right now I have more pressing matters to attend to. I need to find out the reason behind the flashes I had the night I arrived. It has never happened before, and I wonder who it is that I saw lying dead on the ground during the last flash. I change once more, and remember I do not have my car. I phone Harold and he agrees to pick me up. As I wait for him,...
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You may not know me but I know you. Your the one with a family who loves you, with a friend who actually Accepts you, the person who has the normal life. My name is Rebecca, I'm the girl who all her "friends" ignore her, the girl who gets beaten by her father. The one who thinks the world hates her. And everyday i wonder if someone would help me but no one ever does. This is my Diary, read on if tragedy Appeals to your sence of mind i guess.


February 1st 1978
Dear diary,
is there anyone out there? Anyone who truly understands? Everyone says Being Alive is better then dead, but why do people say...
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Prologue
She never knew she had an uncle until her parents died. It’s strange how- sometimes in life when you lose important people in your life you gain some more.
Her mother and father died in a house fire. No one knew how it started except the one daughter who managed to survive.
But she was in no state to tell. She suffered mild burns but her mind suffered worst of all. She never spoke again.
She was kept in hospital for six months but eventually she was packed off to her uncle Scipio. She was thirteen years old and many said it was a crime sending a child off to such an evil man as Scipio....
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posted by Cries_Bloodlova
Part one
The kiss
There is nothing around me nothing but darkness, loneliness and the pain I always feel. Emotional pain that is. Where is he where is my hero? The one I trust the one I love where is he. Not here. Not in my thoughts? How could that be? I love him too much to let him go. I look around still nothing but darkness. Wish some one would save me I wish someone would care. I have no idea why all this black nothingness surrounds me I’m alone. Like I always am. Am I dead? I hope so. To bad I will…. wait Finnick is dead to. So are Katniss and Peeta. I’m glad I’m dead then I’ll...
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