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posted by sweetpea92
The Last Goodbye

I am standing on my tiptoes with my arms around him and he is bending down so that I can reach. There are tears of joy, and cheering. It is too loud to hear even my own thoughts but somehow I still manage to hear the sound of my heart in my ears as I cling to my friend. After a long moment, we both pull back slightly and my hands slide over the strange fabric of his bright blue graduation gown. I look up at him knowing this could be the last times I see my most treasured friends. His hand leaves my shoulder, and he places it lightly on my face. My heart nearly stops as something...
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posted by DxCFan123
I had just gotten to school, I had a STRONG feeling there is another god helper around here. I thought I was the only one on earth! I almost showed my powers. I have the powers on weather and ability to move objects with my mind. When ever I move objects with my mind, hand hands glow into black balls. My hands glowed a little black. But not completely. I was able to calm myself down fast enough for no one to see. As I walked into the classroom, I looked around. I saw a cute boy, the teacher had called him up, and called him Bruno, so I assumed that was his name. Then, the teacher called ME...
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posted by irena83
~ Chapter 1: Dreams

Love. Unconditional and pure love was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from day to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But love was still there, although destroyed by many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and heart full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be milk and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
Love was still there, that pure love that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of love was still burning...
posted by Angelcatz11
Texas Rancho Viejo 1942

Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He said kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think you will"
I said sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas you cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
True love knows no bounderies *sigh* You'll never know what that means, unless you're me. True love doesn't care what one looks like. True love doesn't care who or WHAT you are. I am probably the only one who fully understands this.

You're love could be the cute guy who smiles at you in class, he could be the one who helped you stand up after you fallen. He could be you're best friend...Or someone who has truly been there all along, etc. Thats me. I'm an etc.

For those of you that don't know me my name is Luna. My parents are hippy freaks who named my sister, Star, and I after natural beuties....
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posted by greenstergirl
Ok I was REALLY bored this time so I drew ANOTHER picture of Danny. It took me forever and it STILL sucks.
Ok I was REALLY bored this time so I drew ANOTHER picture of Danny. It took me forever and it STILL sucks.
Okay I just realized something. There's a movie called The girl who cried wolf. And I never knew there was until now so I think I should change this stories title. Tell me in my comment as a vote. Should it be called

Wolf Girl
or
Ice Wolf
or
I'm no werewolf
(I don't know I just loved my first idea the original one but if you have any better ideas tell me)

Which one? Okay lets start the story.

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Danny:

I moved in front of the group. Behind me I could hear Brenna and Kyla talking. Marcus trudged behind. I rubbed my tired eyes and told myself too keep walking....
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posted by greenstergirl
These people were crazy and I wasn't thinking that JUST because half of the people in the room were old people.

I pulled at the sleeve of my grey jump suit and said nothing. There was nothing for me to say. I was being tested on this hocus pocus. In the end I'll be like any other normal kid and I would go home with no special power or no animal inside me. Right?

Tiachi got up out of his chair on the elemental side. "Okay Janie. We shall test you for your element first. If nothing happens, then we will test you for your animal. If something does happen we will test you for animal just in case...
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posted by greenstergirl
Chapter 3

    In front of me was a world like no other. Danny called it BOES but it was nowhere near being a building. There were trees everywhere. In the distance were a couple mountains. There were so many plants, trees, flowers, lakes, ponds, and hills that it could almost be described as a fairy world. I almost thought it was a fairy world from seeing a bunch of pretty mermaids in the ponds, gigantic fire breathing dragons in the sky, naiads, centaurs, and many more mythological animals that I can’t name. There were even real animals, like elephants and cats, cheetahs,...
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posted by kaylap1410
We were all different, all chosen for different reasons. Some of us african american, some as white as can be. But in a way we were all the same. That is the reason they chose us, followed us since birth. Macy was one of the richest children alive, but when her parents died in a car accident she was left with nothing. Being underaged, the bank had the entitlement to take all her parents money, leaving her to fend for herself on the streets. Hunter's house caught on fire and destroyed his mother's locket. The last thing he had of her, the last thing that kept him happy. Lila was only two years...
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Okay first of let me start out by saying that I know this (meaning my title is a song.) So plz don't say anything about it. Second This story is not fully developed, me and my friend only have chapter one and we don't even know what it's about yet lol. the last thing i need to say is that i can not spell, okay! so if you don't have anything nice to say plz don't say it at all. now the story hope you enjoy. :)p.s that doesn't me you cant tell me what you think of the story, if u thought it was bad say so, but in a nice way. don't destroy my dream!!! Okay now the story.
Preface
I hid my eyes...
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Here is the end of the last chapter!

Alexis was wandering in the huge feilds that were behind her new school. The long grass was up to her thighs and every now and then one stray peice would some how tickle her bare skin, making her angry. She wasnt in the mood to laugh. The sun was still glowing but the fields seemed gloomy and cold. It was cold. Alexis rubbed her arms heating them up slightly. Once she felt that she had walked far enough she flattened some of the long grass and sat down, lying back on the grass and watching the clouds go by. Her long golden hair flowed by her sides. She pulled...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
Always running
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.


I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.


There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
posted by EmzLovesCheryl
Dusty Streets
A blazing sun,
Food and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.

Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.

The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.


-Emily Eaton (13)
Amerie sat at her table, staring at a young man who sat directly opposite from her. He wore a black suit with a black and white mask covering his face. She turned around to seek her best friend Jen, smiling at her. Amerie then turned back around to see that the man had disappeared. The feel of someones breath suddenly blew on her neck. As she turned around, she saw the man standing behind her with his hand out. "Would you like to dance" asked the man politely. "I'd love to" Amerie replied, taking his hand.

As they danced under the sparkle of the disco ball, the energy of the night was exstatic....
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My bike popped up a speed bump and sent me sailing forward a few feet, until i landed and bumbped the last half a mile to my normal little house of the corner of Clock Street. I skidded to a stop and threw my bike in the garage, then went inside.

"Hey...Mom, I'm home!" I called. I called a few times after that, then i got into the kitchen and saw the usual yellow sticky note on the fridge. "Off at work, very important, pizza in the fridge." I sighed and tore the stick night off, then ripped it up and chucked it in the trash.

I was up in my room on my laptop when it all began. There was a ding...
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posted by hannah_vampire
A poem danced in my head “Something maybe Taken but its not Lost” Dylan had attacked and miles stood watching speaking “Loka please you’re as much As synotta, you’re evil and full of darkness”. I was pushed and bite and stabbed until they backed up and I saw what they were seeing wolves! “ aw are the Ishavaka scared of the big bad wolves”.

Tilly chased after them with hunter and josh, Wounded I was and this was about to get
A whole lot worse “ WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU THINGKING” Oni made me smile and I had to stop myself from bursting out into laughter but then sefo walked...
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You Know You're A Writer When. . .
(feel free to agree or disagree with any of these.)

-You skip meals or don't eat as much because you're too eager to get back to the story you were working on. (Yeah, I did this at lunch today. Deliberatly stopped eating early 'cause I had to get back to my story.)

-You have a notebook and pen or pencil that you carry everywhere. (Mine's right here next to me.)

-You freak out if ANYTHING happens to said notebook. (I start going ballistic if I even set it down in a different place and it takes me a minute to remember where I set it.)

-You listen to songs and think,...
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posted by hikaru13
I have a secret: I'm afraid. I'm terribly afraid that I AM GOING TO DIE. I didn't ask for leukemia. Nor did I expect it. Especially not chronic myelogenous leukemia. Especially when chronic myelogenous leukemia tends to affect the OLDER males, and I'm only what, 14?

But do you know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.

But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
posted by alliXcobber
Cassie
I dragged my feet through the cold gray slush and shoved my hands deeper in my pockets. i hurried down the street with my head hung. Icy bits of hail pelted my back as they hurtled down from the dark, November sky above. As i entered the doors of the hospital, a strong balst of warm air hit me. i whipped the folded sheet of paper of out my cold pocket and warily walked up to the front desk. My dark brown hair hung like icicles.
"I'm Cassandra Little. I'm here to see Elaine Turner," i muttered.

Elaine
I coulnt move. i couldnt eat. i coulnt drink. i couldnt think. i coulnt even breathe right....
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I was in the class the other day, and Mrs.Crosswaer was handing out new assignments. And he stared at me! Oh his name is Sam, and he was staring at me dreamly!!!!!!!!!!!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!



















I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!