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posted by coolie
. ‘’What happened to Sucky Sam?’’ Who knows,’’ replied Ted. They started walking through the catacombes.
We should get going ,”Bill. This place gives me the hibie Jeebeis,”said Death. You’re right,” replied Ted. They walked towards the front of the catacombes. For some strange reason, there was no hole to get out! They looked in the other direction. There was Sucky Sam standing about five yards away from them! Who, what, where, when…. Why,” said Bill. Looking for me,” said Sucky Sam in a cocky voice. All of the three were shocked in horror. Sucky Sam’s eyes turned bloodshot, his skin turned a pale green, his arms grew sharp spikes, and his ordinary teeth turned into sharp fangs. Run!” shouted Ted. They all shook with terror. There was no place to run. They were trapped. Hopelessly trapped. Sucky Sam charged at the 3 of them. Death, do you have your spear?” asked Bill quickly. Why?,” replied Death. No time for questions. Just give me the spear!” yelled Bill. Death handed his spear over to Bill. Bill stuck his spear out in front of him. The spear went right through Sucky Sam’s stomach. Oh nasty,” said Ted. Ted searched through his pocked. Hey, my magic magnet!” said Ted. He took out his magnet and attached it to the spear. His magnet shocked/ electrocuted Sucky Sam. The entrance of the catacombes magically opened! They all walked out of the catacombes with Sucky Sam lying on the ground with a spear in his stomach. How do we get home?” asked Death.
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posted by ZekiYuro
Catherine Orr is 19 and is a non-identical twin.She tells us about her relationship with her sister,Michelle.

How do you think it is different being a twin?
'I think it's very different.We've been through exactly the same things:the same birthdays,the same parties,the same first day at school,the same evil maths teacher.'

Do you think you and Michelle are more similar than ordinary sisters?
'Definitely.If I don't like a film,then neither does she.We pick up the phone at the same time to call each other.If I get ill,so does she.'

Do you get on well with Michelle now?
'Yes,I see her about once a week,although...
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posted by Authorfiction
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Chapter 1
THE SPOILED PRINCE

    In the land of Mayfair, lived a king by the name of Alfred and his wife, Queen Jasline. King Alfred and Queen Jasline had two children, the oldest Prince Harry and his younger sister, Princess Cilla.
    Prince Harry was a very happy little prince because you see Harry was very spoiled and rotten. Nobody, absolutely nobody was allowed to say ‘no’ to Prince Harry when he wanted something, or to punish him when he did something wrong or even to criticize him. Whatever Harry wanted to have, Harry had and whatever Harry wanted...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

I watch the two girls drag Ashleigh's duvet off of her bed and into the contemporary, yet welcoming living room. I watch as they try to make a tent, giggling whenever their construction collapses, and tugging it back into place just to watch it self-destruct every time.

If only it were that easy. Just being able to laugh whenever your life falls apart, then cheerfully re-build it all over again, knowing it will not stay that way, yet not giving up.

**************************************************

I think back to six months after Ashleigh was born, when I had the small violet butterfly...
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posted by CullensFinest13
This is how you breathe; this is how you look; this is how you understand; this is what you need to live; this is how you laugh; this is how you smile; this what makes the world go round; this is what makes you cry; this is what takes you places; this is the beauty of the dreams; this is how you sing; this is how you breathe; this is what you feel; this is how you dream. Don’t be the victim; be the strong one; be the back bone; be the things all you want to be. Never doubt; never question; never stop believing; please understand. This is how you scream; this is how you play; this is how you...
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posted by mermaidsofpeace
First get a cup of water and fill it half way then take your favorite necklace or bracelet and dip it in the water the add some salt and stir it with the jewelry in it once it has dissolved add your favorite lotion only 3 squirts then dip your finger in and say the spell below


Creatures of the sea give me a (color) tail with a top to go with it give me the powers of freezing heating and shaping water please let my dream come true and make me into the mermaid I wish to be


Side affects:
Itchy legs
Legs crossed
Rash on legs
Wanna swim a lot
Sing a lot
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posted by PotterLambert93
I miss my old house. I was happy and fine there. I hate the monsters who screwed us out of there. I wish my parents could have fought to keep it and pay it off rather than find a rental house. I don't care for this new place very much. I hate that the kitchen is downstairs, I hate the neighborhood and the area, and I cannot stand the animals that make noise in the backyard all night long. I miss my old room, where I can watch the sunset in the summer, I miss going for long walks in my old neighborhood, and most of all, I miss the memories.
You say you want a look into my life
Go ahead, there’s nothing to hide
I’m not abused by parents, a good life is apparent
In me; troubles come, I think ‘Eh, it’s Life.”

But that’s my problem: I don’t know when to stop
My thoughts go from one idea to another, they hop
If I think there’s something to worry about, I doubt
That some people would be as whiny as me.

While I’m worrying about a Civics test
Few other girls get any peaceful rest
From caring for their family, uncharacteristically
Still trying to be the best through the stress

My friends look up to me for my calm head
I’m THE person...
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posted by darkwave
I had a dream that was not at all a dream

The splendid sun was extinguished, and the stars

Roamed the dark eternal space,

No rays or script, and the icy earth

Revolved and blind negrejante the moonless air;

It came and went in the morning - came and brought no day;

And men forgot their passions in the horror

This desolation, and the hearts cooled

A selfish prayer implored light:

And they lived around the fire, and the thrones,

The palaces of crowned kings, the huts,

Addresses, finally, the genre that was,

In flames gave light; Cities is consumed

And the men gathered at the homes igneous

To look once again...
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posted by DxCFan123
I shopped all over the mall. I even got some dresses. As I turned to thank the woman of the last store in the mall I hadnt shopped at, I smiled. She cringed and screamed. Then I realized why.

" Thank you maa'm. Great service!" "AAH! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" "JULIE, CALM DOWN! You are scaring our customer!"

I am a monster. A vampire.

I got out of that store as fast as I could. I looked around to see if anyone was around the cemetery. Nope. Stepped inside. The world swirled around me until I was in my room. I put all my clothes in my closet. Ready for school. School. SCHOOL! I NEEDED TO SIGN UP! I...
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posted by sawfan13
I couldn't stop screaming like an idiot. The snake went to attack, until a muscular hand grabbed it, and threw it really far. I looked behind me and jumped a little. Howl looked at me confused as I said,"Thanks. Um..I..uh...don't ask why I'm here. I just gave you and Lilith some alone time together, and then...th-th-the snake came an-a-and j-jus-just scared me." Howl kept looking at me with that adorable confused look on his face. He just grabbed me by the waist and swung me back to our camp site.

After Howl and I came back, he walked over to Lilith, and started kissing her and stroking her...
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posted by moodystuff449
I stood outside of the cave, watching them. I knew what to do now, but I had hoped that it would not have to go this way. 'Too late now.' I told myself, "Good night." I whispered. My sister woke up, and I slipped back out into the darkness.

*

I woke up like always but something didn't feel right, I walked outside. The air was as cold as death and… There were 2 moons. Side by side, orange, thin, crescent moons. The moon, the stars, and the sun were all out at the same time. The sun gave off barely any light or heat, just a hardly visible smooth ice like dish in the sky. How I recognized it as...
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posted by CullenProperty
I wake up with a feeling that something has been taken from me, but in a good way. I lay in my warm, comfortable, pillow surrounded bed for a little while longer before I decide to get up. I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower. The warm water that penetrates my body feels so good and after my thoughts wander to Nick, the water feels even warmer. I wrap a towel around my body when I'm done and quietly tip toe into my room where I see Nick's hoodie lying on my office chair, where I put it last night. I pick it up and take in his essence, smells exactly like Nick. An aroma I can't explain...
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posted by summerfrog
notes I don't have a name for the story yet...
my quote marks on my keyboard don't work so I use { }<--instead
the time period is the rennessonce time(?)
the point of view changes alot

narrator POV
Zane Caldwell entered the ball room waring a simple black suit. he had no interest in being there at all and he was only there out of cutesy not knowing it would change his life.

Zane POV
I was at possibly the biggest and most extravagant party I had ever been to. There was beautiful women dressed in brightly colored dresses and tight corsets. All the men were wearing formal suits and tuxedos. Also another...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
Chapter 10
I waited till charlie started snoring and went to matts room we talked and talked I told him about my friends and the teachers………………………….
Till I heard charlie wake up and rushed in an inhuman speed to my room and faked for charlie that I was sleeping I got uop and washed my face and got dressed for school when I went down stairs charlie was gone mayy got ready to and I thineked about a black bmw but not that expensive and it apeared in the drive way
-do you like your new car?
I asked matt
-its mine?
-yup!
-my family cant efford it its yours!
-thanks
He gave me a hug suddenly...
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My story will start where everybody else's starts. At birth. I was born on a Memorial Day. There was only one doctor and he was too busy watching the Orlando Magic game to help my mother bring a child into the world. And so, I was a half time baby. With the Magics losing, my family waiting in the hall, and the doctor wishing he was watching the game, I was pushed harshly into this cold, bright and scary world.
First words out of my father's mouth when the doctor placed me into his hands, "Heidi's kinda ugly, isn't she?" For God's sake! I was just pulled out of a woman's stomach! The nurses...
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posted by Dearheart
Darkness whispered outside, and frosty stars sparkled in the windows. Bits of fake snow and glitter were scattered here and there, with crumpled-up programs lying in the pews and the last strains of “Joy to the World” echoing in my head. The Christmas concert was over, and my family was off in the reception hall snarfing down sugar cookies with everyone else. Normally I’d be with her (I have an awful sweet tooth)...but this time, something had told me to stay behind.

I glanced around the sanctuary one last time. The dim lighting combined with Christmas-sparkle gave everything a sort of...
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