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Jonas and Gabriel laughed as the ride ended. He could still hear something that he had never heard before. Perhaps it is what Giver called misuc, he though. Gabriel, who was smiling and chuckling with delight, was now quiet tilted his head in one direction as if he heard something. Then he yelled out, "Bird!"
Jonas, thinking that he meant that there was a plane near by, quickly picked up Gabriel and seeing that there was no where to hide, layed flat on the snow holding Gabriel tightly. He heard a cry, and looked up to see a white bird flying to the south. Instantly he remembered a time when one of Lily's friends, a four, asked why birds didn't migrate. At first no one understood what she ment, but when she had asked that to a teacher, he gasped and dropped a glass that was filled wiht water. After apoligizing and cleaning up the mess, he immediatly sent the little girl to the Chief Elder, who had recived a lesson about how that word diodn't exist and that she should never say that word ever again.
Jonas thought about how Lily reacted to that small scene. She was at first mad that her firend didn't use the proper language. The entire family had comforted her until she had felt better.
"Lily," whispered Jonas. Gavriel had babled out something, but Jonas could not understand. "I miss her, Gabriel. I miss Lily. But she can't miss me because she can't feel anything, nobody can, except for the Giver." Then an idea came to his head.
"Gabriel," he said, picking up the child, "Maybe they can. I mean, when i left, most of the memories i had have dissapered, probably into the hearts of the people back in the community! Yes! Perhaps they feel something; real happiness, love, anger, sadness and many more. Perhaps Lily is missing me right at this momemnt!"
"Oh, yes she is," said a voice.
Jonas turned around in delight as he stared at him. Even though it had been weeks since he had seen him, he could still remember the same, old but friendly face, the roughness but joy in his voice. Yes it was.
It was the Giver.
"Giver, you're here!" Jonas yelled in true delight.
Giver smiled. Yeas, Jonas it is me. Somehow i have the strenght of a young one. Somehow i had a feling that you were here, so i followed my sences. I wasn't sure about this until i saw your father's bicylce. Jonas, you've brought little Gabriel along with this dangerous journey. How could you?"
"My father was going to releae him. He's so young, Giver. I couldn't let him die."
Giver nodded. "Of course, now i understand. Love has overwhlemed you."
Jonas giggled. "How is everyone back in the community?"
"Fine. Or at least they have been. When you left, the entire community was in shambles. Everyone couldn't handle the pain. I'm sorry to say this Jonas, but some people weren't strong enough to handle the pain. Jonas, a few days after you had left, Lily was out of control. She was one of the ones that had some of the strong feelings. I tried my hardest to confront her, but she was hard to reach. I'm very sorry, Jonas, but she killed herself a week after you left."
Jonas stood still. Had his ears betrayed him? No. The words were ringing inside his head.
"No. It can't be!"
The Giver nodded his head sadly. Yeas JOnas, she did. She siad that she would do anything for you. Even killing herself to save your life."
"She knew?"
"Somehow she had the feeling that you were alive. She had told me that when she visited me. She said that you were missing, and that you were suffering."
Jonas fought to hold back his tears.
"A few hours before she killed herself, she said that all she wanted was for you to be safe. I didn't expect for her to kill herself. After her death i began to feel stronger, younger, more powerful. After comforting all of the poeple, i told them that i would have to leave for a long time to check up on soemthing. No one knew about what i was doing."
Jonas manahed a smile. "How are the opthers? Asher, Fiona, Mother and Father?"
He laughed. "Look at that. There's a cabin. It looks empty. Let's go inside and get comfortable. Then I'll tell you about the others."
Giver, Jonas, and with Gabriel in his hands, they walked to the cabin.
CHAPTER TEN:
Two hours pass, and during those hours, I ponder what to do next. Danny lays unconscious, his wounds have healed, but I can sense he still is in pain. On impulse, I have injected him with my blood. I enough to turn him into a vampire. I know he will not be as powerful as I was when I was turned, as I have not given him enough to accomplish this feat. I lay back in a chair, continuing to ponder my next move. I am startled when the phone rings. When I look at the clock, it is eleven thirty. I answer, not knowing what to expect. “Hello?” I answer. “Hey Ashley.” I hear from...
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Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists or pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people


okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...
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posted by ChiliPepperLuv
People say flowers are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once you get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid or a sunflower.
I may not be a rose or an iris.
I'm more of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
posted by deedragongirl
I love this photo.
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Hi guys, since I love to write, here are the topics that I love to write.

Travel Log

After watching a few videos of Rick Steve on Youtube, I was very inspired by him to be a travel log since I love travelling, especially to Europe, more parts of the US and both South and Central America.

Movie & Musical Review

I love to write about movies and musicals that I had seen, so whenever the latter is adapted into the former. I would also compare them if I had seen a musical before, however spoiler alerts ahead!

Book & Movie Review

Although I had done this a couple of times on Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons, I hope to do more of this!

Enjoy Writing!

Whenever I write, I tried to improve myself and on my writing skills. It also became a hobby that I really enjoy!
How I wish!
How I wish!
posted by mermaidgirl1010
Another day in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer day of hanging out with friends and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the next minute I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
posted by Insight357
Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did you think you were going to accomplish by coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought you wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I said it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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posted by ZekiYuro
In 1952,Audrey Hepburn was in Rome,making the film Roman Holiday with Gregory Peck.She was engaged to James Hanson,a London 'playboy',and she asked a famous Italian designer,Zoe Fontana,to make her a dress for the wedding.

Signora Fontana said,'Audrey was 23.She was so young and so beautiful then.She tried the dress on many times.It was in white lace,with a lot of tiny buttons down the back,and she wanted to wear flowers on her head.'

But 2 weeks before the wedding,Audrey Hepburn decided not to get married.She phoned Zoe Fontana and said,'I've cancelled the wedding.But I want another girl to...
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I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, author Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the Random House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to show or indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, or indication of something that is going to happen.

Why is foreshadowing important? I learned this lesson the hard way. In many of my first short stories—which I recommend as a medium to anyone testing the waters to see if they want to write fiction—I thought that I was being so crafty with my endings. I wrapped up the crime (or whatever) with...
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Mick Jagger went back to his old school recently-for the first time since he left in 1961.He was invited to the school to open the 'Mick Jagger Performing Arts centre',a new music and drama department at Dartford Grammar School.

Jagger said that he was 'honoured' that the centre was name after him.But in a newspaper interview 2 days before he told the journalist that in fact he hated school and that he used to be a rebel.

He didn't use to do the homework-'there was far too much'-and he was continually at war with the teachers.He used to break the rules all the time,especially rules he thought...
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Write hard and clear about what hurts.
-Ernest Hemingway

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
-Ernest Hemingway

Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five or six of them. Most people don’t see any.
-Orson Scott Card

For me, writing is exploration; and most of the time, I’m surprised where the journey takes me.
-Jack Dann

The hardest thing about writing is writing.
-Nora Ephron

If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.
-Mik Everett

Don’t try to figure out what other people want to hear from...
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Asia is a culture with unique taste not only for their arts, dancing, singing, theater and religion. Even each of their weddings holds different character and distinction in them. Westhill Consulting Travel and Tours brings you Indonesian wedding culture which has been practiced through time in all wedding ceremonies in each island. Yes, even in the now industrialized capital, Jakarta, Indonesia.

Count yourself fortunate if you've had the opportunity to attend an Indonesian wedding. The fascinating wedding ceremonies and festivities give expatriates a unique opportunity to gain insight into...
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Prologue:
“Sabohime-sama, are you really going to send Sayorihime-sama to THAT clan?” asked a woman who was wearing a light blue sleeveless kimono, has katana on her left side of the waist and the side and back of her kimono are long(goes down to ankles)and the front of the kimono is short and is wearing white shorts, has blue hair tied up in a bun and her eyes are closed, “We have no choice Tatsuta, in our current condition, if Seimei attacks us with his army, we would lose. And besides, that old bag and his men can be trusted, and I’m pretty sure they can protect my granddaughter!”...
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Happy New Year's everyone! I hope you've enjoyed the articles I've written so far

Courtney decides to go talk to Scott

Courtney: Hey, Scott I need to talk to you
Scott: Okay but first lets win this challenge babe, and if we lose I think we should vote off Alejandro.
Courtney confessional: I can't believe he called me, babe?
Courtney: yeah I'll talk to you later now come on we have a challenge to win

Courtney runs away from Scott and he smirks at her

Scott confessional: It's my turn to play hard to get, and I'll make sure to lose so we can eliminate Alejandro. Hehe
Courtney: Hey, Gwen!
Gwen: Hi, where's...
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Okay, this is chapter 2... enjoy :)

Duncan and Gwen were taking a stroll through the forest

Duncan: So how's it going with you and Courtney?
Gwen: Horrible, whatever I do I hurt her and she just hates me even more!
Duncan: Well, it's not so fun being in the hero's team either.
Gwen: Oh... I just don't get it I've done so many good things and... and Courtney and you weren't dating at the time
Duncan: Cheer up, Gwen you have me
Gwen: Yeah I guess so

Duncan and Gwen go back to their cabins

Gwen confessional: At least I can try to fix things with Courtney no matter how many times I... fail (Gwen starts...
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posted by zanhar1
It pulsed rhythmically like a beating heart across the horizon. I guess that makes sense considering it looked like the solitary line on a heart monitor, radiating orange as it zigzaged up and down. I've been here before; Level 1, Dark Space. I don't know how I knew, I don't even remember being here before...I just know I have. Despite the darkness, and there was plenty to go around, I knew from somewhere that it was my favorite level. The candimals bought small and soft light, which was enough for me. I touched the flame as I always did, it never hurt nor left any burns. At the brush of my...
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