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SECOND CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help you sir, are you sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank you i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- replies Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask you some question mrs...-
-Samantha White- answers the girl -And of course you can- she says politely
-Perfect. Are you here on holiday too?-
-No, i work here. I was on the stage, i'm an actress-
-Oh sure! now i remeber! you're one of the ten actors that were on the stage tonight! even if it isn't the right moment... congratulations! you act good!-
-Thanks- she replies shyly.
-Anyway, you have an alibi for the murder time, so i can let you go. Thanks for the time you gave me.-
-you're welcome, sir- and she goes away.
So he starts again his investigations. He finds a lot of dust and some black powder. "Intresting" he thinks. His belly starts grumbeling. It's 11:30 PM and he ate just somethig quickliy. So he decides to go to the bar to eat some delicious canapés. Even if it's a bit late, he finds a lot of people sitting there and he recognize some of the public that was in the theater. A men that was sitting near him during the play, says hello to him, and invites him to sit with he and his two friends. Dock takes 3 goods canapès and a coffee and sits with them. -let me introduce you Carl and Jack, and i'm John Plum.-
-It's a pleasure, i'm Paul Dock- smiles the detective.
-Do you know what happend there in the theater?-
-No i'm sorry i don't- lies Dock
-anyway it was a good play- says Carl
-Do you remember when the actors stopped for a moment just after the "murder"?- says John.
-Yes-
-Well i took a picture with my camera-
-Cool! can i see it?- asks Jack
-Sure, here is it-
the picture shows nine actors on the stage without masks. In those moment, Samantha White passes near them and says hello to the detective.
The four mens talk a bit more. Dock sees some tablets for depression.
-What about having breakfast together tomorrow?
-Good idea- replies the detective.
Dock comes back to his room at 1:30. He goes to bed and sleeps 'till 10 o'clock. He wears something quickly an dgoes down to the dinner room. He meets Carl and Jack but can't see John. A bit worried he goes with the other two friends to the John's room and knocks the door. No answer. The "cleaning lady" comes in that moment and asks what was happening.
-Our friend doesn't answer when we knock at the door. Can you help us?-
The women opens the door and starts screaming. John Plum was on the floor with blood on his head, the gun in the hand and a piece of paper that said: "i can't live with these havyness in the heart. I can't live without my wife."
Dock saw the man's phone on the table and takes it in secret. The last phoned was of the last night at 11:00 to Annie Plum.
-How is named his wife?-
-Annie Plum- answers Jack
-His camera disappeard!- says Carl
So Dock starts understand.
END OF THE SECOND CHAPTER! BYE
added by zanhar1
Source: Me
April 30,2000

Dear Diary,

Today's my sixth birthday.I can't wait to watch the new series called The Next Star.It's a singing competition to see who will be the next star.People of any age can try out.I hope some one between five and nine will try out and will actually be good.Anyway I have to go and celebrate my birthday.Mommy made me a sundae and a yummy chocolate cake.Aislinn said she didn't want to have one birthday for both of us.So we are celebrating hers tomorrow.Bye!

Love,

Willow May Rains

May 1,2000

Dear Diary,

Last night I watched The Next Star.I was watching it and all of the sudden a really...
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DOVEWING PVO
Tigerheart and Dovewing had finished playing around and were lying in the Great Oak together.
Dovewing was breathing in Tigerheart's soft muscular scent and playing with his tail gently. He was sharing tongues with her and talking about each other's life together.
Dovewing was content to be there with him, it had been ages and there were no other cats here, no Bumblestripe, no jealousy. No Ivypool and Toadstep, Cinderheart and Liomblaze and everybody telling her to get a mate, like Bumblestripe.
She was there with who she loved and who she cared about most.
TIgerheart began talking to her slowly, calmly, contently.
"Dovewing, I love you more than ever!" He purred.
"I love you too, Tigerheart." Dovewing murmured.
She crouched down and started to lick his smooth fur and he played around.
"Tigerheart..." Dovewing began.
"Yeah?" Tigerheart asked.
"Will you move to ThunderClan?" She asked.
posted by Insteelcorsets
Azela

She sat bored at the back of the classroom, her headphones on full blast. People usually avoided her, even the teachers. She didn’t have a very good reputation, but she was famous throughout the school for her emotionless façade. Most people liked to play the game: ‘Who can get a reaction out of Azela?’ Of course no-one ever could. Azela had been in this state since her fourteenth birthday. The day that her whole life seemed to change.

She liked watching humans in all their innocence and ignorance. Ignorance really was bliss, but as soon as the secret was out, it was a battle for...
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CHAPTER SEVEN:
I return to my apartment, and turn off the police radio, which is only reporting the incident I was involved with earlier that night. I suddenly feel tired once again, and this shocks me. As I lay back on the couch, I continue thinking of Pike, and my first night of being a vampire.
CRYSTAL FALLS: 1850
I hesitate, and then follow Perry outside. Only moments ago, I found myself full of anger, yet at the same time, worry, although not for my own sake, but for my father’s, who is still asleep in the other room. For some odd reason, I am in pain, not from my wound, which has disappeared...
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I have just read a paragraph from what could possibly be, the worst book that I have seen in a long time. Fifty shades of Grey does not even have a good story line. The man Mr Grey is a complete pervert that is obsessed with SM. He meets this woman, warns her that he is a creep, and the woman stays!
WHAT THE HELL!
The novel apart from this is filled with parts where Mr Grey has sex with this woman practically everywhere in his house. Yet many woman seem to love this complete piece o rubbish.
And that is not even the worst part. The novel is full of the worst grammatical errors I have ever seen....
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posted by EmilyMJFan910
Chapter Four of the fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Enjoy!

Summer rode her bike down the pathway excitedly. "I can't wait to get you two home!" she exclaimed.
But as soon as they stopped at the farm gates, the dogs began to get scared. The farmyard was full of animals they had rarely ever been around. Cows and horses, sheep, pigs, ducks, and goats made all sorts of commotion. The dogs whimpered.
Summer stroked Zoey's back. "It's okay. You're not going to stay here. We'll go over to the house. Follow me."
Summer got off her bike, lifted Zoey out of the basket, and leaned her bike...
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CHAPTER TWO:
SANTA BARBARA, CALIFORNIA
OCTOBER 26, 1995:10:57 PM
It is nearly eleven when I pull to a stop outside of Saint Packie’s Bar in Santa Barbara. On this particular evening, I feel like doing some vigilante justice, if my sources are correct, which of course they will be, my victim will be inside the bar searching for his latest victim. Such irony, I think to myself. He will soon die in one of the most horrible ways imaginable, although this is only my plan A. If any problems proceed, there are always better ways of dispatching my victims. I show my ID to the security officer, and he...
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"What's with you?" Mona raises an eyebrow, then raids through my closet for an outfit for me to wear today, "You look like you saw Mr Greeley in a speed-o."

I have to laugh at this for a moment, it was a scary thought. Mr Greeley is our AP Biology teacher, and he pretty much resembled a grizzly bear; hair all over. He was a creature of his own kind.

"It's nothing," I tell her as I slip off my PJ's and pull up a pair of boot-cut blue jeans and the button up red blouse with white trim that sits in Mona's arms.

I can't tell Mona about the dream; at least not yet. Dreams come and go so I'm not even...
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posted by rory2011
chapter (1)

in 1980 ,the national museum in Vancouver -Canada were received many visitors, everyone was excited for the open of the room 780 ,the room have the old legend of the evil witch dead body
after three days every single person get into that room killed
three hundred person killed ,children ,parents ,teens
but the thing that drive the police crazy is that they found the bodies without blood and there's wasn't any blood in the crime scene
the government couldn't find anything that gather the victims with each other besides that all of them get into room780 in the national museum ,the government...
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Well..I guess I am not realy good at writing stories..but I love doing it so I guess I can post one short story here~~~
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I knew nightmares pretty well. Those sick, little, messed-up dreams, which you can never forget. No matter how much you try they stuck in your head unwilling to set you free. But I guess, I'm used to that. I had nightmares since I was a little child and some of them more than once. After I reached the age of seven they became my second shadow. It was like I had an alter-ego. I became so intoverted that in the end people were afraid to touch...
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Chapter 1
Boredom

Thantos was sitting on his bed, continuously throwing and catching his blue foam ball, with his headphones in his ears and music playing too loud and combing his medium length black hair out of his bright abnormally coloured eyes.
    “This is so pointless. I need something better to do,” he said, scratching his extremely pale skin.
    Thantos paused his IPod to hear a scream and girls laughing.
    “What the- what was that about?” He asked himself, getting up from his bed and walking to his door.
    “I’ll...
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posted by noahnstar1616
I ate more of the meat. "Done."

She smiled. "Good." She took my empty plate. "Would like-"

"Change me back!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Change me back!" I was still in sea witch form.

"Why would you want to go back into being a rotten human?" She set my empty plate by the meat and put more onto it. She set the meat fulled in front of me. "Don't you like being a sea witch?"

"No, I hate it! Because of what you did I lost the the love of my life!" I looked at the plate of meat. How appetizing it looking, but I was too upset to eat it. "You made my life crap."

"Look, I'm sorry about your little boyfriend,...
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Prologue

Somewhere… “Yes! We did it; look at him fully developed and ready. Aha ha ha, the buyers will be thrilled!” in the tank, a hand twitches. “What?” Something dark materializes by the hand. “No, he’s not supposed to be awake! What’s going on here?!”

    An explosion rocks the countryside, a figure emerges from the flames of the burning building, and a scrap of flaming paper, one of many, blows by:
SUBJECT: ZERO
GROUP: DELTA

Ch. 1
Normal, that’s how most people would describe me, but then, most people don’t seem to notice that before the school...
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posted by DxCFan123
I walked into class and sat in a seat next to Skye.
"Hello, class. I am Mrs. Marrow. I will be your English teacher for this semester. Without further to do, let's introduce our 2 new students. Skye Rope, come on up!"
Skye jumped out of her seat and ran to the front of the classroom.
"Umm, hi! My name is Skye... Oh, by the way, it's spelled with an 'e' at the end. Not 'sky' like, as in, like, 'The sky is blue.' Umm.. I like turtles, pandas, cartoons, you know which cartoons I like? I like Almost Naked Animals, Cyber Space, Fetch with Ru-"
"That is all, Skye. Now, Sam Fitzpatrick."
I blushed, as...
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posted by para-scence
There's no such thing as "fitting in" apparently.

I was observing I guess you could say, the students at the school. The kids who were "popular" were very obvious; they had huge crowds around them, and were acting very obnoxious. Apparently this rank was given to you at birth or something. Kids who were "losers" were not allowed to socialize with these kids at all.

I pity the losers.

Not that I wasn't one either, because it's obvious that I was. Not even the other losers would talk to me... Not that I wanted them to. I was better off just being by myself. So I avoided Jezreel and Emery as much...
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Hi!, this is my new story that I have started and I hope you like it! By the way, I have this story on here also (link link) Thanks, comment!:D

I never plan out anything. I never know whats gonna happen, I don't have anything under my control. I didn't plan on falling in love, or losing myself as time went by. It just happens.
October
I walked down the gray colored sidewalk that was buried under fallen leaves to my bus stop. The sky was gray and gloomy, filled with clouds. As I approached my bus stop, I noticed John wasn't there. John was a quiet freshman that only talked when needed. I stood...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
Dear Alex,


My last letter didn't do justice to the hurt you did. Not even slightly.


For days, I would lock myself in the bathroom at lunch, and be afraid of the teasing I was subject to when I came out. Your friends were all idiots, you know that? Stealing your phone, texting me and making me feel like I had a chance.

In our last argument, you told me I lie too much. Yeah right. Everybody lies. Even you.

At one point, the pain built up, and I just had to let it pour. I hid in my room, just crying and wishing I had aimed my affection at my schoolwork, not some jerk who ruined my life.

Then, you...
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Max awoke the next the morning with a slight wet feeling... Simba had wet the bed! "Simba!!" I yelled as I jumped out of

bed quickly, he sat up and looked at me then felt the wet sheet's himself "Not again!" Simba said as he to jumped out of

bed soaking wet, "Didn't I train you not to do that?" I asked as I walked over to the dresser to find some new cloth's

"Well ya you did but I had a.... wet dream heh.. and I drank a lot before I went to bed so I couldn't hold it." Simba said

as he pulled the sheet's off the bed "Well we're gonna have to clean them now." Simba said as he sighed balling up...
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posted by para-scence
His footsteps seemed to echo throughout the house, as he grew nearer and nearer. I braced myself; ready to defend myself if things got ugly. He appeared from the family room, and folded his arms.

"Cosette," he said in his deep voice. I bit my tongue. There was a long pause as he looked me over. Then he cleared his throat. "You've... been slacking on your chores. Your room's a mess. Get to work," he ordered, then disappeared. I stood there, dumbfounded. I looked at Franklin, who shrugged sadly.

I went upstairs, to my room. Again, it felt like I didn't belong here. I slowly walked in, observing...
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