Writing Article: Miles

Miles

posted by vanelandsisters

I remember your books
In the hallway
I remember you cracking up
Microscopes in the garage
Those old parts
I love you more than anything

I remember your blue eyes
Looking into my emeralds
Like we lived in our own world
I remember you chasing
Our brother
Then falling asleep in my lap
I can still feel you curled up by my side
Little man
And even through that night I knew
You fought it hard as you could
Remember I
Held you and whispered

Come on, baby
With me
I'm never gonna leave
You behind
You were
My best
Thirteen years

I remember the first night
When my hope
Turned to crying and screaming your name
Flowers pile up in the palace
I just can't stop thinking
About the little guy I lost
And it's about to be your birthday
I'd buy you anything
You wanted if you were still here
I remember the last seconds
When I kissed your cheek
Hugged you and whispered

Come on, baby
With me
I'm never gonna leave
You behind

Out of this miserable-looking room and this emergency room gray
Could've just disappeared

Come on, baby
With me
I'm never gonna leave
You behind
You were
My best
Thirteen years

What if I'm looking at your star
Trying to speak to you?

And what if I kept all of your things you'll
Never use again?

And what if I actually thought some stupid miracle would
Change what happened to you?

But what if that miracle was even getting one
Last chance
To say 'I love you'?

(Sighs, crying)

Come on, baby
With me
I'm never gonna leave
You behind

Come on, baby
With me
I'm never gonna leave
You behind
You were
My best
Thirteen years

I remember your books
In the hallway
I love you more than any
-Thing

vanelandsisters RIP Miles Michael Prower.

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How To enjoy Writing?

posted by IloveMyLord

In this article I'm going to write about how to enjoy writing. I'm a writer and do a lot of writing, both for my website and for other people. I find some ways of writing are more enjoyable than others.

How To Enjoy Writing

I find writing is most enjoyable when it's not done in a forced or particularly planned manner. If you find it's hard to get yourself to write, I think it's best to relax about it. Perhaps relaxation will be all you need to get your inspiration flowing, in fact.

I often spend some time meditating for ideas before sitting down to write an article. After a few seconds of keeping...

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Getting By Ch. 21

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"What's that stuff you take?" she asked. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What do you mean, Sage?"

"You know, that stuff you take," she said. "Like this." She put her palm to her nose, and inhaled deeply. My heart fell into my stomach. I quickly fell down to her height, and grabbed her shoulders.

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In The Attic

posted by InvadaMiz

Eleven year old twins Miyu and Nakku have been begging their mother for weeks about checking out the attic, their mother finally said yes during week four.The twins raced up the spiral staircase to the attic.They found old toys and books, then Miyu found a small crawl space door.
"Nakku!Nakku!Come here!"Miyu called out to her brother.Nakku ran over and saw the door she pointed at.
"Let's see what's inside Miyu."Nakku suggested, Miyu nodded rapidly and reached for the door.Nakku grabbed her hand, then looked at her like she was crazy.
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Ghostly Love

posted by PeterPansgirl12

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I haunt her, I know I shouldn't. Being dead is boring. It's not like I chose death. Death just happened.

I was a normal seventeen year old guy, ready to start collge. Then, I saved her life. She means everything to me.
I love everything about her. Her hair, her smile, her lips, her body, her laugh, her snort, her mad face, her happy face, her flirty face, her attitude.

I love her.

That's why I pushed her out of the way when the murderer shot the gun. That's why I saved her life.

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Caitlin's Story

posted by werewolflover

Caitlin Tresp moved to my small town in Tennessee when we were in fourth grade,which was two years ago.This is her story so far.
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a letter to my dear prince ~ poem ~

posted by tiny_princess

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this is my very first time to write an article here in fanpop
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I`m in love with writing poems . In fact , i believe that words can do more . > that`s why my poems are my life !!!
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this is a poem which was written with my hamble keyboard =) hope you all like it =)

~~ a letter to my dear prince ~~

Dear prince,
I`m tired of living in this unusual life
My diary
Took me to an old distain memory
when I become your wife
I don`t know why ?!!
Every good memory has became whiter then white
Except the day I saw you
You`re right
Special memories always colored with special liquids
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Alise opened her eyes on a beautiful Thursday morning. As she sat up, she wiped the sleep from her eyes and brushed through her long black hair with the tips of her fingernails. She looked at the time on her IPod dock. “Its 7:30, I’m late” yelled Alise as she jumped out of bed and ran to her wardrobe. She pulled out a white button-up blouse and a green tartan skirt. She opened the drawers underneath and pulled out a pair of black stockings. Alise quickly go dressed and packed her country road bag. She lived at home with her aunty, uncle and her cousin Eliza. Eliza rushed downstairs and...

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Enchanted Magic( Page 1)

posted by Bookworm_Mint

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chaper 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
" Mom, why did you and Papa get divorced?" asked Lydia. Miss. Pheonix sighed. She waited a few seconds till she replied," Sweet heart, if I tell you, you shall not tell anyone ok?" Lydia nodded."Well it's a pretty simple story. I'll try to tell it in a short way as possible. Papa and I got divorced beacausehe fell in love with another girl." said Miss. Pheonix. "But Mother! I'm old enough to know more!" pleaded Lydia. Ms. Pheonix shook her head slowly. Lydia left the room quietly and slowly walked to her room. Lydia was already 16 now and her mom thought she still wasn't mature enough. She sat on her bed. Suddenly, a girl appeared to her. "Who are you? Why are you here?" asked Lydia. "I'm Enchantical Essence. A fairy to be exact.Who are you?" said the girl."I'm Lydia Pheonix. Now why are you in my room?!"........
TO BE CONTINUED

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