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posted by E-Scope90
Okay, this is my oversized story. I just really hope you enjoy. I originally posted this last year, but for some reason, it got deleted. So I'm re-posting it. Enjoy.

The Streets of Manhattan
9:36 AM
I was running away. Running away from it all. I just couldn't stand it anymore. All the abuse, the fights....I couldn't take it.

I was literally running away from these guys. They were trying to rape me. They were chasing me with actual knives. I knew I wasn't going to survive. I was running in heels...I wasn't going to live. I wasn't going to live!

"Get away from me, you ra-"
I tripped onto the streets.
It was pouring down rain, and there was a sixteen wheeler rushing torwards me.
I screamed in terror.
This is the end......
I closed my eyes. Brace yourself.....


BOOM!!!!!!
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....
....
....
....
....
I'm dead.....
It's over.............
But then I opened my eyes. I saw scraps of metal, glass and other debris all over the already soaked road.
The truck had crashed into a diner.
"I'm.....I'm....."
I couldn't finish the sentence. I was alive.
I quickly got up and ran across the street. The boys were still chasing me.
That's where I hailed a taxi and threw myself and my suitcases inside.
"Take me to the nearest airport. Please...", I said, gasping for breath.
I gave the driver my money and I started to relax. I was safe.

For now.

I looked out the window. The stormy skies, the rain, the thunder, I felt so releaved.

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Scraper Palace, Cormick
9:20 AM
I sighed. Sometimes, I wonder what it's like as a normal person. Surprisingly, having the power to control 100,000 people can get boring sometimes.
And I never really get to get out of the palace. Even though it's huge, I just want to know what it's like in the real world.
"Would you like anything to drink, sir?"
"Uh...no thanks.", I replied.
I'm home-schooled, which I think really sucks. First off, I don't have any friends, and I don't want to force anyone. Second off, like I said before, being treated like a god gets boring sometimes. Thirdly, I want a good girl...
I sighed again.
I was walking down this long hallway.
"I shouldn't be complaining", I said to myself. "I get to live like a king..."
My dad always says that you don't need friends when you have everything that you could ever ask for. Well, I'm asking for friends. And if I could only get one thing, it would be a girlfriend. Everyone needs love, right?
......................right?
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9:50
I arrived at the airport. I wanted to get as far away from New York as I could, although I wouldn't want to go to a place as foreign as China.
Cormick.
That would be the perfect place.
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9:57
After paying for everything. I sat in the area where I was supposed to wait for the plane to get ready.
I read a magazine. There was a man wearing a black jacket, a black shirt, black pants, black shoes, a black hoodie, and he had on sunglasses. His mouth and nose were covered up by a zipper.
.....I decided to take a glimpse at him.

He looked back.
No. He wasn't just looking back. He was staring at me.
Then, he took off his dark sunglasses.
His cold, dark, purple eyes glared at me.
I jerked back.
"All plane attendants, enter the plane immediately."
I sighed out of relief. It was time to go in.
I pushed everyone out of the way and ran inside.
posted by hgfan5602
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?

I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.

I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood by me,
When things went wrong.

I want a chance to repay them,
To show them that...
Their work was useful.
To show them that
I am truly thankful.

Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.

I want to show all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
posted by hgfan5602
Hey, you know what? I love cake, just like any other ordinary kid in the universe. Well, that is, up until one particular day, when this strange incident occurred. I was sleeping in, like usual. Guess what. I was late today. But when I woke up, I saw a clam closing its mouth on my eyelids, forcing me to fall back asleep. I couldn't believe my eyes. I must be hallucinating. It was a strange-looking clam, all right. It had two googly eyes, a short tail, a large and sausage-like mouth, and a tiny little nose. Now, out of all the crazy things you could think of, I'll bet you anything that you never...
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posted by PFEIFFER11
Run. It was the only thing going threw Leven,Evie, Matthew and Cameron's mind right now as the dogs and people chased them into the forest.They went as fast as they could as the dogs got closer and closer.

They weren't suppose to be running from the dogs right now. Then again they weren't suppose to be convicted of a crime they didn't do but it had happened.

"Hurry they're gettin' away!" A loud and gruff voice said behind them. The barking got louder. A sharp pain was in Leven's side as she ran. She had taken track at school so she was use to it but it was terrible. She could barely breath as she ran.

Matthew turned his head to look back at the others for a split second and had came in contact with something hard. The thing fell back and Matthew staggered. They all stopped then as the body picked herself up. They looked I to the eyes of a criminal. The most wanted person alive in america. Brig.
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......
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posted by rory2011
the sun is almost disappeared
when people were doing their normal works
there was something under the ground calling
only the good people heard the voice
they crowded to see what's going on

it was that beautiful princess ,calling under the ground
she said that she was locked over than 40 years
and she's ready to use her magic for the person
who can give her ,her freedom
people ran to every single inch in my country
screaming :"freedom ,freedom ,freedom"

it was raining ,but people never give up
it's raining dumdum ,buckshot ,from every where
the good people looked around them
there was a black horses...
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posted by hgfan5602
I never thought it would be that easy,
Cause we are both so distant now.
And the walls are closing in on us,
And we are wondering how.

No one has a solid answer,
But just walking in the dark,
You can see the look on my face,
It just tears me apart.

When I first met you,
I thought,
How would I get to know this girl well?

Now,
I think,
Why do I have to leave this girl already?

But you and I,
Both of us are walking alone,
In the dark.
Even though you are not with me,
I can feel you with me in my heart.

It just breaks me to think
That you are not with me.
But now,
As I have pondered this situation
For a while now,
I have made a decision.

I am alone.
I am not alone, however, in my heart.
You are with me,
Walking in the dark,
Together.
posted by hgfan5602
Some of you may go through life,
Thinking something,
That is,
Who the hero is in your life.

I am one of those people.
But what I found is that
Even though many people are major influences
On my success in life

Such as my closest friends,
My teachers,
My parents,
Those serving for our country,
Others around me,
Or even my worst enemies.

This year I have found that
The hero that I have
Is no one else
But me.

My hero is myself.
I inspire myself to do everything I do.
I am the light of my life.
posted by oboe_player
Chapter 1: Blood
Monday sprinted down the dark streets of London, quietly and unnoticed, armed with nothing but the freshly sharpened dagger on her back. Blood lust filled her eyes as she came closer and closer to her target. “Her head will be mine.” She whispered under her breath. She glanced to the side and saw the building she was headed for. Invisible to human’s eyes, the Pure House headquarters was placed right in the center of London. The mission Monday had been given today was quite simple, kill the head of the Pure House. The leader of the Ultimate House had personally been training...
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posted by hgfan5602
Why,
Is everyone being so cruel
Everyone is abusing each other
It seems like there is no good at all
In this world.

Why is everyone
Leaving me out of everything
Like I am this puppet with no string
I feel out of place,
And I am sure other people feel the same

I have searched for all these years
Someone special
Who would lead me through
The darkness
And all of my troubles would fade away.

Someone that would be named,
"My Hero."
I found who she was this year
And it was extremely unexpected,
Because...
No one else is my hero.
My hero is myself.
posted by hgfan5602
I stand in the middle of the wilderness, trembling with fear and anxiety. I need food. More importantly, water. I am extremely dehydrated. I fear a storm coming. Anytime now, those dreadful hounds are going to come out to get me again. I have a large scar across my right arm, a large gash in my knee, and a cut on my forehead. There is almost no hope left. I must rely on the forces of God and nature to give me strength. Leaves for bandages, as a hunter once taught me. Survival skills are crucial in the wilderness, you see. This means life or death. If I live after three weeks, my family is...
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posted by dragonsmemory
((This is a true story. It takes place Memorial day. Let's see if you can figure out the mystery before I do.))

Red Bank Battlefield, in National Park, is a very peaceful place to be. Especially when you're waiting for West Deptford's annual Memorial Day parade to come marching up Hessian Avenue.

Hessian Avenue dead ends at the Whitall house, which faces away from the river. According to local legend, Anne Whitall, when the war came to Fort Mercer, refused toleave the house, even when part of the roof caved in. At that point, she took her spinning down to the cellar and kept going. After the...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
(Short story I wrote in a few minutes. I have no idea where this came from. ._. And this has no editing or whatever, I just finished it.)


    At first, she would only appear for a split second. I would see her turn a corner in the hallways of my house and quickly run to see if anyone was there, only to find nothing. I would catch a glimpse of her in a crowded place, standing still and looking at me. I would see her in my dreams, and whenever she turned up in them, they quickly turned to nightmares. No one else ever seemed to notice her, but I always did. I never said anything...
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posted by PrincessHotEmo
Why should I live,what's with life?He gave me 5 books I know them so well I know everyone page I could read it with out actually reading it!!!One Day i awoke with a holy bble on my bed.It was from one of the demon's junior demon wives.It had a tag and a note saying"srry for ur troubles hope u havnt read this before lol".The oldest thing is i knew who she was because she was a human like me before the demon turned her into one of his own.Then i thought wait why havnt i been turnd in to a demon yet?Then it hit me! maybe he needs fresh to keep him alive!
posted by AuthorForPooh
friends stick by you
friends stick by you
The Path
By AuthorForPooh

The bare moment when no one's
there to guide her
feet down the worn path.
She's traveled this path times before,
but you are always there
in her way.

You scare her with your
harsh words and strong hands,
she runs back every time.
You laugh.

What she doesn't realize, is that
we too are on that path.
Her friends.
We pull her to her feet
and push past you.

Because she's never alone.






Im tried of bullying. Its mean. As a friend i will stick by my friends. Help stop bullying!
posted by DarkGirl23
The sound of laughter echoed in my ears, and the darkness enveloped me in it’s grip of represented death. Existing of nothing, I lay there staring into the blackness, what resembled my soul of utter torment and misery.

I liked it here, despite the dark laughter that echoed in my ears, this dream was comforting. It felt like I belonged, even though I felt like I was being strangled by an invisible force.
Maybe that was a sign that everyone, everything, wanted me gone. So gone I shall become.

I took note of my dreaming, and immediately woke up. I looked at my side table, where the knife lay. Gripping...
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posted by snootygirl50701
pheonix
pheonix
Fire's Shadow -proluage
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" Evergrace,world of belligerence ,we are proud to announce that the queen's child has arrived! Princess Grace! " A tall skinny black suited man shouted over tears from the people screaming of joy.
The man stepped down as king Chase stepped up to the steps ready to speak with his deep voice. His blue eyes splashed across the crowd as his hair slanted to one side.
" with the baby here,I must say God bless to our newcomer. My first child is a beautiful child with weight of 3.31 pounds. She is healthy and...
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Chapter 1
A Tragic Loss




“Bye dad! Bye Jen!”
“You’re not going anywhere mister!” The person yelling was Jennifer Watson, A very kind person. But unfortunately she was also more than a little vain. Jennifer’s idea of a good time was dependant on how many parties she could visit before being dragged back home. She also happens to be my sister. Well I say sister; she’s actually my adoptive sister. I was adopted when I was 5 years old after my parents died in a skiing accident. “If I have to clean this place up, then you are too!”
“But there’s not much left and you have everything...
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posted by dragonwriter
As time moves forward it makes me wonder how much can it change a person. Or what it can change. When I look back to my past it gets me thinking abouthow much I have changed over the years. My perosnality to the type of people I am around.

Back when I was younger I had a lot of anger issues. I still do but over time I have been able to control them for the most part. I used to be good at school but that has changed dramatically as well. Now I am on the edge of failing my junior year of high school. It really does become a growing issue and it seems no matter where I look there is just no way...
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posted by GummyBears_11
Me & Alyssa three days before she was kidnapped.  Alyssa is the one on the bottom.
Me & Alyssa three days before she was kidnapped. Alyssa is the one on the bottom.
When I was 13, I heard the worst news ever.
My best friend had been kid-napped, and murdered.

I couldn't believe it.

As a matter of fact, I didn't.

I yelled and screamed. I kicked. I cried and tried to convince myself that it was all a lie.

I finally cracked and admitted it to myself when the news came on.

And they showed her dead body, lying there.

I missed her.

~

Two months later...

There was a knock on the door. I got off my bed and went to answer it.
It was the detective.

"Miss Johnson?" "Um.. yes?" "We found out who killed Alyssa." I gasped. "Come in!" He stepped inside. "I am only informing...
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posted by Isabella121797
-Chapter 3-
Goodbyes

I was on the marble steps in front of my high school. My friends were crowded around me and once again we were crying.
This was my final goodbye, my farewell.
We were all huddeled around each other as we took some final photos.
I knew the time had come when my driver pulled up in the black Mercedes.
They promised me they'd visit and facetime me 24/7.
That was a promise I hoped they kept.

I had the window rolled down the whole time as we drived away. I kept waving till they were out of sight, and thats when the tears really started to pour. I slumped against the back seat and tried...
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