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Fan fiction by stellamusa101 posted over a year ago
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Suck the life of a rose.
Note : Don't read this if you hate vampires.
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Caitlin, and her friend, Amber, were partying in the night because they're invited by their friends. Amber never wondered why Caitlin wears a hat everyday to go to school, still not knowing she's the undead vampire. Amber was wondering why is everything black that Caitlin wears, more of a goth. "Lin, let's go to the dance-floor," says Amber impatient. "You go first, you boy-flirter," says Caitlin. "Okay," says Amber. "I'll be going outside for a while," said Caitlin as she walks away. Amber walked to the dance-floor.

Outside,
Caitlin was walking around the garden. She turned around to see if nobody's there, and slowly..she sucked the life of a rose. "Tasty," says Caitlin. "Caitlin! What are you doing around here?" asks Nicole, one of Caitlin's friend. "Oh hey Nicole, I'm just wandering around, looking at the roses," answers Caitlin. "Great! I was about to do that too. But I'm gonna go back to my house because its 10:00pm. My mum said NOT to party till night," says Nicole. "Living already? Then, see ya soon," says Caitlin. "Okay," says Nicole and walks away. A car...
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Fan fiction by Sylvia_Puffin posted over a year ago
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'Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!'
I moaned and pawed at the snooze button. "One more minute," I moaned.
Something landed on my stomach. "Oof!" I sat up. My dog, Angus, looked up at me, his head cocked.
I moaned, pulled myself out of bed, and yanked open my drawer.
The only things I had were too-small, wrinkled jeans, a black T-shirt with a rip up the front, and something lacy that I was pretty sure belonged to my sister, Carrie. Anything else was too thick, too thin, or something my grandmother gave me.
I went over to the hamper and pulled a shirt and and pair of pants out. I sniffed them. They didn't smelled too bad. I got dressed and went downstairs.
Carrie was sitting at the kitchen table, eating cereal. My other sister, Lara, was pouring her cereal into her orange juice. She was really excited that she was starting kindergarten.
In a month, she'd probably hate school. Like any other normal kid.
I pulled a granola bar out of the cabinet and opened it. I bit into it.
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Article by PonygirlCurtis7 posted over a year ago
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My breath came out in a white, frozen cloud before me and smelled heavily of my mint gum. My footsteps’ sounds were wet on the sidewalk. It had rained just before I left the bookstore and, just by my luck, someone stole my car (boy, was my dad going to have a cow when he hears that…), so I had to walk all the way home in the wet night, all by myself. I prayed silently that I would be able to find my way because I was new in town and barely knew where everything was. I had to use a crappy GPS to find the bookstore. I was just lucky I found it.
    The town was Cassidy. Very small—I guess that’s how I found my destination alright—and very dark. I moved here to live with my dad and brother because my mom died three weeks ago in a car accident. I didn’t even see it coming. I was sitting home alone, waiting for her to come back with the food for dinner. She was very late and I began to pace back and forth in the kitchen. I jumped two feet in the air when the phone rang. It was the police, telling me they had found my mother. I went hysterical. I threw the phone into the sink and took all the glass objects in my reach and smashed them against the...
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Fan fiction by dragonwriter posted over a year ago
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"Shaun, wake up. You need to go now." The words I heard a faint voice say. It sounded familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. Who was it? I just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I tried. Next was a sound. Blood spraying from a body. The drops hit the ground one by one. The sound echoing through my head like bells going off simultaneously. My eyes open in an instance. The only color I see is red. I rub my eye and feel the blood i had heard. It was mine.

I fall back to the ground as my eyes start to close slowly. I can hear that voice again. "Get up! Please get up! I need you, please!" My eyes wouldn't open. Her sobs and her pleads became faint once more. Soon enough I couldn't hear anything. All was silent and dark. There was nowhere to go and no one around. I couldn't speak. Was I dead? How do I find out?

In what seems like a dream I see a small girl swinging on a playground in the middle of an empty open field. I begin to walk closer to get in front of her. "Brother? What are you doing here? Did you come to play?" I just dropped to my knees not knowing what to think. My sister had been dead for fifteen years. "What is the matter...
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Article by sparkles3 posted over a year ago
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I had no Idea:
I had no idea
The pain you hid
The shame you felt
With every pessimistic step.

I truly did not know
How had you fought
To stay alive
And retain a sliver of pride

I'd heard them say
Friendship is magic
I had no idea
I was your only friend

I wish you had told me;
You never had to hide
I had no idea
Child abuse is how you died

So now I'll take a stand
My motivation to fight is you
So no one else can ever say
I didn't have a clue.

Elements of a summer day:
Bright green earth beneath my feet
Grass blades slick with dew
Mother Earth awakening
Showing us a world we never knew

Summer winds carry smells
Of spring days lost long ago
A warm and salty breeze
Blows in gently from the beach

Water flows through my fingers
Small fish bite at my nails
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Fan fiction by fiestagirl12345 posted over a year ago
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Kalie's P.O.V


we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came by the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?
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Fan fiction by fiestagirl12345 posted over a year ago
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Kaylie's P.O.V

i was running in the woods hoping they wouldnt catch me. the scientist who were trying to test me. cause i was super natural. i didnt know i was. until they had me tied down. i dont know what happened i lit it on fire then drowned the guys. i was shocked my self. i was runnig trying to climb the trees. i found the perfect one. i ran and climbed it to the top. they were shooting lazers i was doging them. they were supposed to numb you then knock you out. they finnally gave up and walked off. they droped some weapons. i smile and get them all. i keep runnig ti'll i heard the most beutiful voice. i looked and saw a girl with curly blonde hair. green eyes. and a flower on her hair. she was singing to the birds. the birds were repeating. i smile and walk by her. "wow wha a gift you have"i say walking by her. she tunrs her eyes meeting mine. "oh thanks i can communicate with animals and control earth"says the little girl. "im anny you are' says anny reaching to shake my hand. "i am kalylie i control fire and water"i say we shake hands and talk a bit. eating some berries. trust me we checked them. we got up and we began our journey again. we were walking...
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Article by FanFictionsOnMe posted over a year ago
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You: I love you

Stranger: Oh, wow, that means so much.

You: Yeah :3

Stranger: What do you love about me?

You: It's just...Your personality.. We have so many things in common. Makes me love you so much :'}

Stranger: Oh, stop it. You're making me blush.

You: Awww, really? >////< Just telling you that I love you makes me blush...and so happy ^^

Stranger: But you're going to leave me forever!

You: No! That's not true! Don't even think about it, Love. I'll be with you forever and ever! Or...are you leaving me...?

Stranger: I would never leave you, don't be so silly.

You: ~smiles and giggles~

You: <3

Stranger: Even though you've never really introduced yourself....

You: Ahh...My name is Kristina. And you are...?

Stranger: I don't know if I should disclose that information.

You: Neither do I...So I made the name up <3
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Fan fiction by Jamie105 posted over a year ago
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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 worried about having a dream like that again.

Mona is straightening my hair when I hear a door open and shut and I see a figure saunter down the hallway down stairs to the kitchen.

"Morning, Pete," I call and Mona repeats the same greeting. He mutter back something that sounds like "Morning."

Pete is my uncle, and has taken me under his wing since I was three.
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Article by Hades332 posted over a year ago
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SURGE

Surge, a moderately tall teenager wearing an open red shirt, stood in the middle of what was once New York’s Time Square. At first, second, and possibly even third glance Surge did not look like the kind you would want to have a conversation with. He had a strange looking tattoo that adorned his chest like a necklace. His muscles were toned, and his hair was an unkempt blonde. None of this was what would have frightened someone though. What frightened people were the claws strapped to his wrists. They came to sharp, slightly curved, points that dripped with blood.
Surge stood now amongst the fire and ash of Times Square. Surrounding him were cars now blown up or crashed into ditches. Bodies littered the ground, scarred with bullet holes and drenched in their own blood. The sound of fire crackling was almost hypnotic. Had it not been for the awful stench he could have stayed there longer. As it was, Surge didn’t have any desire to stay. Sighing he stepped forward, only to be tripped slightly by the body of a dead man. He snorted and kicked the man with his boot. “Times Square,” he grumbled. “What a piece of fucking work.”
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Fan fiction by Jamie105 posted over a year ago
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I need to stop and catch my breath but I can't.

I have to keep running even if I die trying. I wouldn't let them win; couldn't let them win. They're getting closer now.

Have you ever had those dreams where you feel like you're running at the speed of light but you're hardly moving? That's how I feel now. No matter how hard I try, it's like no effort is made. Not like my nightgown was helping.

I keep running, not even knowing what's chasing me. All I know is, they're hungry for flesh and blood; my flesh and blood. I don't know why. I don't know how this happened. I don't even know where I am; all I see are trees and more trees.

I hop over large logs and duck over high ones as I try more and more to escape. I hear them shouting; they sound like they're half man, half undead. I turn around for a quick view; sure enough. They had every normal human feature except for their glassy mutant-colored eyes and the blood around their mouths.
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Fan fiction by Seastar4374 posted over a year ago
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I remember running down a long corridor...I knew soon that I would have no where left to run and 'they' would get me. I tried not to think about that part though.

"Get her!" I heard them yell and I just got even more nervous. I picked up my speed and ended up tripping, falling, and sliding on the floor on my stomach. I wince as I hit the wall and I turn over to find one of them standing right infront of me. Truth be told I had no reason why they were chasing me. I had never done anything wrong and my parents from what I knew didn't want me so I lived in foster care.

"Tsk tsk." He says yanking me up to stand our eyes meeting. "You should have known better than to have ran from us like that"

"Yeah well...Considering the fact you were probably a mur- mmph!" My eyes widened. I wasn't expecting him to just ram his lips into mine.

"Evan!" Another one yells, this one female she gasps softly at what she sees. "Evan stop!" She walks over and pulls him away from me. I whimper softly and look at them. So his name was Evan... My only question was why did he kiss me right after being so rough with me. I bite my lower lip quietly and turn my...
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Fan fiction by fiestagirl12345 posted over a year ago
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Authors note: okay what's this story mostly is about is. That who ever gets bitten by a vampire. Leaves a scar of a star on the palm of their hand. You might be thinking what? These are different vampires. With different gifts.



Scarlet's P.O.V

I woke up. The sun filling half the room.i lived In a small town. With little shops here ad their. It is always dark and gloomy. Rarely sun. I woke up getting dressed in my out-fit link. I walked out the door sighing. Gosh I was exhausted. I was. Looking at the star on my hand. Why why did I get bitten. Why me. Anyways I got my things and headed to school.


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Article by peacebaby7 posted over a year ago
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Some people say that vigilantes’ are a menace. Apparently helping people in need when the police won’t is a problem for some people. In reality, if this so-called ‘menace’ knows what he’s doing and isn’t causing any problems, then why is it so wrong? I’ve certainly saved more lives than I can count. I guess trying to be a hero is frowned upon these days. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying everyone should go out and take the law into their own hands. It takes years of training and skill to take such risks.

    That’s where my years of military service come in handy. I’d joined when I was 19, at which time I had already mastered jujitsu. In service, I became a sharp-shooter in no time; I can easily hit a target without taking time to aim. The highest rank I’d achieved was General of the Army. I could’ve stayed in service for years…that’s when it all came crashing down.

    When I met Sergeant Douglass Newman, I thought he was a loyal a friend as my lieutenant, but looks can be deceiving. About a month after he showed up, my lieutenant reported to me that General Wickman of Unit 7 was...
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Fan fiction by dragonwriter posted over a year ago
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After changing back I saw the remains of that man. It was enough to make me sick. I just fell to my knees looking up at the sky. A girl walks up beside me and kneels down. "Don't look so down." I go to look at her and no one is there. I look back up at the sky waiting to hear that voice again. There wasn't any sound anywhere around. Out of the silence i could hear a faint breath from the night behind me. I move to the right when i hear the shot.

It grazes the side of my head and i fall to the ground. I hear footsteps running towards me as my eyes slowly close.



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Fan fiction by dragonwriter posted over a year ago
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Bullets fly through the air at a man behind a car. He rolls from the car to an alley avoiding the gun fire and makes a run for a motorcycle on the other side. Once getting there he pulls a .44 out of a saddle bag on the side and takes off as fast as it can go. No sooner than he hit the throttle the force was on him once again with heavy fire whizzing past his head. With them picking up speed he starts avoiding the incoming traffic hoping they continue to miss. He pulls the .44 from the holster and fires a few shots back. He turns back and holsters the gun and tries to stay ahead. After a few more blocks a cruiser gets beside him and shoots his back tire. The bike loses control and as he tries to turn it flings him off into the side of a parked car. With some broken ribs and a banged up leg and tries to run but hits the ground as an officer tackles him.
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Article by DMLIME posted over a year ago
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MI6 agent Scott Filbury waited quietly outside the office of the head of the department. He was not told why he had been summoned, but the agents usually weren’t. He sat still; the only movement were his eyes, darting to every corner of the blank hallway, trying to take in every detail of his surroundings as he had been trained to 6 years before. He was only 28 and had been recruited after saving 3 people in a burning building, showing a ‘desire for passion and justice’ as his profile read.
He noticed a fly near the bright lamps that were imbedded in the ceiling. He knew that soon the fly would get too close and burn up in the heat, but this didn’t matter to Scott. He was more focused on why the Head of MI6, Paul Johnson, had asked him to come to his office in the middle of the day. Scott was a field agent, so he did not have much paperwork to do other than long mission briefs. He was not doing much in his office apart from finishing up on a report of a mission he recently took part in with the American’s own secret service, CIA. It had been the perfect mission to get him promoted to a well-paid desk job, but he would never take it and the people at MI6 knew that,...
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Fan fiction by stellamusa101 posted over a year ago
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"I am.." Caitlin paused. She just go to bed and sleep.

-tomorrow at school-

"Nina, believe me. I think I am chosen," says Caitlin begging Nina to believe her story. "Well I think this all is crazy," says Nina. "Trust me. I.. I'll show you the--" "Caitlin, you, crazy," cuts Nina and walks away. Caitlin sighs. She hopes to 'see' Jake in the mirror.

In the girls bathroom, Caitlin locked the door. She want this to private and doesn't want to be called crazy by some other girls. She looked at the mirror. Jake was not there. "Jake.." she called out. Jake appeared.

"Yes?" asks Jake. "I need your help," says Caitlin. "What about?" asks Jake. "Everything!" answers Caitlin angrily. "The fire lord and his few soldiers are attacking our village. The fire village which does not have enough fire to defeat the lord. But YOU can stop him," says Jake. "I thought you were saying that---" "That was a test. Now we need your help. You are the Chosen One and most powerful, you have water, earth, fire, air inside you," tells Jake and disappears. "Water, earth, fire, air.." says Caitlin.
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Fan fiction by stellamusa101 posted over a year ago
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Caitlin is a 17-year old girl who likes socialising. She is very fun but doesn't know her family secret, her family was servants to the king of the Fire Kingdom,Hudson, 17 years ago. But Caitlin has her very own secret she doesn't know..

Caitlin is turning on her phone to chat with Nina. Just as her phone turned on, an incoming call from Nina appeared. Caitlin press green button. "Caitlin! Caitlin! Here this, Dean, your crush, has a crush on you!!" shouted Nina as Caitlin turned on dial. "Now I know why people call you the joke master," sighs Caitlin.

"I am serious talk! He told me not to tell you, but my mouth can't close!" says Nina. "I think you're insane," says Caitlin. "You're insaner!" says Nina. "believe me," Nina closed her phone. Caitlin laughs. Caitlin then walks to a mirror to look at herself after Nina said she's more insane. She saw a teen boy in the mirror. "What?" Asks Caitlin.

"You see me?" asks the 18 year old boy. "Of course. I see you, what are you doing in my room?" asks Caitlin. "You meant in your mirror," smirks the boy. Caitlin turn around to the back, the boy wasn't there, she looked at...
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Article by TheGoldenHeart posted over a year ago
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Hi there everyone!

I'm a writer and I'd love some international support for my story that I already gave to Colin Morgan personally as a gift. He inspired me for a certain character and it was given more as a sign of gratitude for the inspiration rather than for him to read it. No idea if he ever would, but I just hope the effort I put into translating it just for him made him happy that day. What a brilliant actor ^^ Anyways - I've created a club and this account itself for communicating with future readers. I don't want to bother anyone with it, but how else could you let people know your story even exists before it's published?

I promise I have put a lot of effort into it! It took me three years to create this world and the characters. Maybe you'll fall in love with "The Golden Heart". I'm striving for an international release of the book and what I need for that is support, support, support and lots of love!

I love everyone who tries to do the smallest thing to help!
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Article by brandonaz posted over a year ago
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Hiya! First stab at adding something I wrote to the writing spot. This is a cliche little story inspired by the Mayday Parade song "One Man Drinking Games." Comments would mean the world. (:

And you swore you saw me laughing, and I swore I saw you smile
And the time we've spent together was meant to last us quite a while
As I take this piece of you with me I'll carry to my grave
Knowing that for someone you're an angel sent to save

He touched the tip of his index finger to each of the freckles that dotted her arm. He drew patterns, connecting the delicate dots into hearts and butterflies and lopsided ice cream cones. Then he slid his hand down her side, from her shoulder to her hip, skimming over the indents of her body. She had gotten so thin, having lost almost thirty pounds in the past year. She had been small to begin with, but now he could feel all of her ribs through her shirt and her collarbone was more pronounced than ever.
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Fan fiction by TheRatKing1 posted over a year ago
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January, 1865.

She made a face of disgust. It shouldn't have smelled, but it did. The " it" in question was a former Solider...Cavalry..or maybe a foot soldier? It was hard to tell WHAT rank he was in the early morning light.

She dragged the body to a safer location: a deeper room in the mansion, to look through its pockets. Just what...... the Late Henry Hampton of the 2nd Regiment Cavalry of Pennsylvania was doing all the way in Atlanta was anybody's guess, but by the looks of things, there had been some sort of fight.

The old Sullivan Plantation was burned down during Sherman's March last year, but some of the rooms were, for the most part, intact. She could see boot scuff marks, most likely Mr. Hampton's, and...some sort of powder. Whatever it was, it did NOT come from a gun. Yes..there appeared to be a sort of struggle, and Hampton was hit over the head with....aha! THIS piece of bannister! Most unladylike to be groping around for a murder weapon, but what did that matter anymore?
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Fan fiction by fiestagirl12345 posted over a year ago
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Scarlet's P.O.V

I woke up feeling the rough but smooth texture of my worn down bed. I looked around tiredly yawning getting up to change I got my things and headed out. The village was mostly quiet rarely its loud. Our village was very poor. I went in the woods we were banned from going in their. I went in anyways I went alone I had no buddies at all. I was in woods shooting some arrows It was like 98 degrees out I was sweating. Their was a ant on my arm I tapped and hit my hand and shacked it when water swooshed up. I curiously tried again I moved my arm up and the water rose up. I smiled in shock I got my bottle and got some water gesturing it towards me. I got some and gulped it down. I was happy drinking the cold fresh tasty water when arrows went flying bizarrely. I dodged them and threw water in a big motion. I ran fastly in the woods fear pumping like crazy. I found a tree not to far. I tried to climb it but failed 10 times man I need to practice. I looked around nervously nowhere to hide great. The guards came towards me arrows ready and everything. I got out mine but they snatched it. I wanted to drown them with water but what if they take me?
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Article by para-scence posted over a year ago
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"Ready, Jack?" Cat asked again. I sighed impatiently and nodded.

"Yeah! Just do it already!" She'd never done this before. Normally I would've done this myself, but I was too high right now, and despite that, I was still smart enough to know I shouldn't do this to myself right now.

"Okay..." Cat spoke warily. She got ready.

"Don't close your eyes!" I warned. She whined for a bit, then took a deep breath.

"Okay. Ready? One... Two... Three---" Cat shoved the needle through the side of my right nostril. I winced a bit. Cat freaked out more than I did. "Oh my gosh! Are you okay?!" I took the needle from her and slipped in the nice nose ring I'd gotten. I wiggled my nose a bit.

"I'm fine. For crying out loud, Cat, you should be fine with this. You got your tongue and your eyebrow pierced!" I said incredulously. Cat shook her head, her short pink hair bouncing from side to side.

"I wasn't the one doing it though!" I rolled my eyes. What a cunt.
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Opinion by FanFictionsOnMe posted over a year ago
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This morning,I woke up with tears flowing in my eyes. I'm in a dark alley...alone. "Tazz!" I yell for help. "Mew!" As in,"Help me!" The dark alley was empty. Just me. my back was bleeding. My heart was pumping fast full of fear. I get up off the ground and wobble a bit. I see a little light flickering in a corner. I walk over to the light and...there is a flash light flicking on its own. I run to where I was at first. I start to cry and I feel a tap on my shoulder. It's Laiz! I scream and scream. Laiz picks me up and throws me in his limo. I try to break the glass on the window. I keep screaming for help till Laiz says,"Shut up !No one can hear you scream!

I'm keep yelling for help anyway. Laiz took my arms and covered my mouth to be quiet and calm down. I bite his hand hard,so he will let go of me. But,he didn't. I try to kick him,too. He stopped me. He got his legs on top of mine and under. One went up. One went down. And broke my right leg. I struggled and I cry deeper.
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