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Fan fiction by Triscia95 posted over a year ago
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The entire neighborhood was out in the front yard of Sarah's house. They had all come back from the 4th of July fireworks at the high school and were now waiting for the huge firework show that her father put on every year.

Though Sarah wasn't out front with everyone waiting for the show. Instead her and Niall were running out to the pool. The show was a little over a half an hour long so they finally had time to themselves.

The backyard was dark, but the pool water lit up beautifully from the full moon light. Millions of stars shown in the black sky, something that doesn't happen to often in these parts on New England.

The night had cooled down from the hundred plus degree weather that had been rising all day. Sarah slowly stepped into the pool. The water was warmer then expected but it felt good. Niall dived in silently.

Sarah was in the pool fully and dived under, her hair flowing backwards tickling her back as she dove under towards Niall. She came up and wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled.
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Fan fiction by Isabella121797 posted over a year ago
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View from Isabella's room...
-Chapter One-

In the blink of a eye, a life can be turned around and upside down. This is something I had found out just mere seconds before. When my parents told me I'd be packing up everything I knew and be moving. My name is Isabella Moore and things were just getting started.

It was a cool Thursday night, and my parents had just layed down the biggest news of my life on me.
I was moving out of MY city. Chicago was all I'd ever known and all I'd come to love. My friends, my hopes and dreams, they were all supposed to come true here!... Why was this happening?

A million other thoughts blazed through my mind in a matter of seconds. I walked over to my bed and plopped down smack in the center. I felt myself holding back tears again, and I almost failed when my phone started ringing. I reached over and picked it up. I read the name over a couple of times before my brain could register it. I slowly pressed the screen and answered it.
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Fan fiction by malmcd posted over a year ago
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You want to be there. You know you do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when you look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs you on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
    The Land you thirst for has loomed at the top of the mountain in Metopia for as long as you can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing day as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. You begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when it will turn a golden yellow and then, finally, like a push-up brassiere, lift.
    Oh, how you long for that moment, with bated fresh breath, I hope. For it signifies that luminescent eye will soon blaze in the sky, bathing the whole world in gold, touching everyone of it's inhabitants...including you.
    But dahling, it is no ordinary golden light. Once it tickles you, you are suddenly...transported. You hear the softest of sighs or faintest of giggles in your ear, even if you're standing alone. The once-stale air around you...
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Fan fiction by Itachi_lover posted over a year ago
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Today.
Today was the day.
The day I was going to find out was he really my older brother?
I met him when I was 8. When both my foster parents died.
He was there trying to make me feel better. He was nice and kind. From that day on he was always by my side making me slime whenever I was upset.
Some friends of my real parents said that I had a brother but they never knew what happened to him. I truly hope that he is my brother. He was 3 years older than me and they say that he was about 3 years older than I was.


I couldn't wait for the blood test to be over.
But what if he really wasn't my brother.
Would he still be around? Also would he still want to take care of me?
The thing was the real reason he was taking a blood test was because I was still to young to live on my own I was only 14.
he said that he would take care of me until I was old enough to live on my own.
Some didn't want him to take care of he. They didn't trust him. They didn't like him. They didn't want him.
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Opinion by dragonsmemory posted over a year ago
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It's been so long. So long since those opening words were penned in that coffeeshop. So long since we drew scars on our foreheads. So long since we waited for Hogwarts letters. So long since we declared ourselves Potterheads.
Potterhead isn't just a title, it's a way of life. It's twirling sticks and casting spells. It's drinking butterbeer and pumpkin juice. It's riding brooms and playing Quidditch. It's living the stories we love.
It's hope and love. Eternal glory and surviving day to day. It's the truth of the world. And, perhaps most of all, it's memories.
Potterheads come in different forms, yet there is one thing comon among us all. You will always see us with our memories. We might carry pencils as if they were wands. We might sing "Hedwig's Theme." But we have one word in common.

"Always."

It is said that words have a power of their own. This has been proven true many times, most notably in the Latin phrases that make up our favorite spells. This one word, for all of us around the world, means love, loyalty, and our promise. By this word, we promised to never forget, even when Death comes for us.
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Fan fiction by Triscia95 posted over a year ago
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It was Tess's parents 20th anniversary it was being held at the local bar. In fact Tess's brother, James's, best friends' grandmother owned the bar. She had let them have the bar the entire night just for their anniversary party, for free.

Tess and her mom had been planning the party for almost eleven months. There were over 150 people that had been invited almost all of them responded with a yes.

Tess had talk to one of her mothers friends who makes the most beautiful delicious cakes and asked if she would do one for her parents anniversary. Tess asked her mother what kind of design she would like so Tess had some kind of idea, though she made sure that it was a surprise and she was so excited for her parents to see it.

"Tess can you help me with these drinks" David asked. He was the owners son-in-law. He was behind the counter fixing drinks, his wife Jamie had got caught up in a conversation with Tess's mother.

"Sure" Tess smiled knowing that tonight was her parents night, if her mother wanted to spend time with Jamie she was going to let her. Plus Jamie has three boys and a step daughter and watches her two sisters kids often...
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Fan fiction by StarsGoBlue posted over a year ago
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God's Lost Child 
Chapter 2: An Indefinite Prisoner Of War 

"Unbelievable! Un-fucking-believable."
A nerdy blonde cussed as he stormed  through the upper deck of Sovereign, his hands raised above his head in protest. 
"Oh, let's put Baird in charge of the rookie! Since he's busy anyway. Let's just give him more shit to do, that's easier on us!"
He continued to fume violently as Nicole followed a safe distance behind. The rest of Delta Squad had dispersed to their cabins to change into their night attire. Baird had been chosen to school the rookie, thanks to his big mouth.  After a bit of sighing and head shaking,  he had calmed himself and began to make his way to the bottom of the ship. Baird was told to get Nicole situated in a living quarters, then get them both to the Mess Hall for supper. 
Baird suddenly called from over his shoulder:
"Keep up, rook."
Nicole jogged to his side and matched  him step for step.
"Not so close, rookie."
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Guide by dragonsmemory posted over a year ago
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In this series of guides, I'll be showing you the best techniques for writing your story. These are tried-and-true techniques, and they work.
First up: characters. Every story has characters. We all know that. But what you may not realize is that some portions of a character need not be mentioned. Why spend three pages on your character's dimples if they have nothing to do with the plot? In order to keep your readers hooked, you have to limit yourself to things that are involved with the plot.
Before you decide on a plot, you should get to know each of your characters. After all, you're telling their story. Sit down with each character. Let them tell you everything about themselves. Once you have that, you'll be able to choose what makes it into the story.
Ok, now for the fun. You have your characters all mapped out. Paper and pencil are at the ready. Start writing the idea. Follow it. Get lost in it. Don't stop writing until either the idea, your pencil, or supply of paper runs out. If you think about it too much, you'll get yourself stuck. Don't fret too much over grammer and spelling. You can always go back. You shouldn't need to revise if you wrote the idea...
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Fan fiction by Triscia95 posted over a year ago
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9:30 A.M

An hour and a half later the bell rang and we were released from class. "Wow, I feel so amazingly smart." Nick said coming up behind me as we exited the class room.

"Why's that?"

"Because I knew every question, either that or I totally flunked it thinking I did an amazing job." Nick wasn't the smartest student in the school but he passed his classes. "I'm sure you did fine." He didn't look convinced. I grabbed his hand and gave it a light squeeze. He smiled "Well I'm off to biology." And I was off to P.E. in the opposite direction.

He held my hand till we were to far apart that our arms wouldn't reach and he softly let go smiling before turning away. I know it's crazy but every day since the first time I met him simply holding my hand made the world feel safe. I smiled and walked down the stair way to the lockers.

I walked into the locker room to find Lisa just slipping into her clothes. "Hey Sarah." I smiled, "Hey, so what are we doing to day?" She rolled her eyes. But before she could speak a loud pop from the level above us went off and screams pierced threw the ceiling.
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Fan fiction by Android_21 posted over a year ago
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Watch out guys for 21!
By:Android_21 How there became a Mirai Android 21
Chapter I:The Androids Attack!!!
____________________Android 21's P.O.V.________________________
It was just like any normal day,except that I was made of metal
and an Android.I had cybernetics placed in my body when I
was 20 by Dr.Gero,a crazy lunitic with issues.He did the same
to my brother and sister only I'm stronger and have special
abilities.I heard 17 laugh,18 sigh,and I just rolled my
eyes."Really bro.?Did you have to kill him when I said I would
spare his life?" I asked, and he just shrugged and laughed.18
sighed again,and I just rolled my eyes.

Man,what I would give just to be myself again,or anything.Same
thing,I guess."Where to now,sis?" 17 asked,but just as I was
about to answer-something hit my cheek.I caught it just as it
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Fan fiction by Triscia95 posted over a year ago
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"Aw, it's pretty close." Tyler McCarthy and Shawn Detham were standing side by side. Both held a gun in a head, but Shawn also held a machete. My hand flew up to my mouth to try to hold back a scream as I realized that the blade was dripping with blood. What if it was a friend of my or Nick's, what if it was a teacher? I buried my face in Nick's back trying hard not to picture it.

"Tyler . . . Shawn, what the hell are you guys doing." Both of them had grown up with Nick; they use to play together in there neighborhood. They had, at one point, all been inseparable, but high school hit and like many friends they weren't as tight of a group as before. They still hung out when they could find the time; just last Friday night they had a horror movie night over at Tyler's house and now he was killing student's, kids he grew up with.

"We're fed up with everything." Tyler answered. "We were going to end our lives but realized that if we were going to do it why not do something completely crazy and then end everything, I mean it's not like we'd end up in jail." Shawn said with a all to big of a smile.
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Fan fiction by GearsHead13 posted over a year ago
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So, this story is based on Gears Of War, if you know anything about it, this story will make sense. If not, you can just guess or look it up. Your choice.


God's Lost Child
 Chapter 1:   Wasteland

"Adam? You should have a look at this..... It's bizarre." Said a feeble scientist wearily as he pushed his round glasses back up the precipice of his rigid nose as his eyes flitted from the clipboard in his hand to the experiment before him.  A pencil was clad to his hand as he scribbled away ferociously at the clipboard. 
"This had better be good, not like what you thought was amazing the last time."  
The brunette  snarled sharply.  The heels on his dress shoes heels clicked and echoed through the placid laboratory, bouncing off the walls and glass 8" tall   tubes full of creatures and yellow liquid. 
His eyes quickly darted upward once his was beside the fragile scientist. Their eyes were laid upon a peculiar test tube containing a naked female with dark hair flowing about her. 
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Fan fiction by GryffindorGirl2 posted over a year ago
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Jasmine's POV

The freezing darkness pressed down on me,Harry,and Dudley.
"S-stop it you two.Now.It-it's not funny." Dudley stammered.
"We're not doing anything Dudley!" I shouted over the wind.
"I swear,if you don't stop it,I-I'll hit y-you." Dudley said again.
"Shut up Du-.." Harry began.
WHAM!
The sound of Dudley's fist connecting with Harry's jaw sounded beside me.
"Ow! God Dudley!" Harry shouted.
Before I had time to react,my feet were kicked out from underneath me and I fell to the ground,slamming my already hurt head on the ground.My spine seemed to jolt out of place,then back in,making me moan in pain.I slowly got up again,grabbing my wand off of the ground.
"Lumos!" I said.A faint glow of light shone from my wand tip.Harry did the same.We. didn't have much time to look around until two Dementors swooped down on us.I began to feel dizzy and tired as one got near me.
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Article by InvadaMiz posted over a year ago
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The door slowly creaked open, and out came Snowbell, the twins' snow white kitten.The twins sighed, Miyu picked Snowbell up, while Nakku closed and locked the creaky door.There were huge thumping noises coming from upstairs, getting closer to the door.Nakku quickly pulled Miyu back into the safety of the kitchen, their mother's skin was pale, and she had the most terrified look in her widened eyes.
Nakku and Miyu started explaining what had happened when they were in the attic.
"That means she caught up with me then."Their mother said, everyone else had fled to their rooms when the thumping had started.
"Who's 'she'?!"The twins quickly questioned.
"She is a demon that haunted me as a little girl, but, they got rid of the wretched thing... at least I thought they did."Their mother said, her skin growing paler.They twins looked at each other, fear clearly in their eyes.They shuddered, Miyu set Snowbell down and she ran off through the doggie door.
"Do you know her name mother?"Nakku asked, his eyes wide.
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Fan fiction by GryffindorGirl2 posted over a year ago
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Jasmine's POV

Harry and I walked to the park.The hot,dry,humid summer air blowing at out backs.My hair wipped around me,hitting my face and getting in my eyes.No sooner had I moved it away,that the wind blew it back.My sweat shirt fell around my shoulders,but I pulled it back up.The wind continued to blow,and as I listened,fell into a rythem.The sound of Harry and mine footsteps falling on the quiet street sounded like clapping.I raised my arms to the sky and began spinning in circles as I walked.I began to sing,my voice blending with the wind and our footsteps.
"What doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Stand a little taller! Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone! What doesn't kill you makes a fire! Puts your feelings higher! Doesn't mean I'm over cause your gone! What doesn't kill you makes you stronger,stronger,just me,myself,and I! What doesn't kill you makes you stronger! Stand a little taller! Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone!"I sang.It echoed around us,sounding like a angel was singing on the wind.I continued this until I got dizzy.I stopped and just began walking normally.Harry looked at me and smiled.
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Fan fiction by GryffindorGirl2 posted over a year ago
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Hello all! This is a HP fan fic! I have put my OC,Jasmine,in here.She is Harry's twin sister and Draco's wife,but this is before she gets married.She has long wavy,black hair,bright,pale green eyes,and her lightning bolt scar is on the left side of her forehead.

Jasmine's POV

I lay next to Harry on the dead,dry grass in the shade of the Dursley's house.The living room window was open in an attempt to cool the house,but only blew in hot air,the 4 o'clock news could be heard as our aunt and uncle watched.We were listening to hear any signs of weird happining's in 'our' world as the Dursley's called it.Harry lay on his side,facing me and twisting a piece of my hair between his fingers as I looked up at the sky.As the news continued,we both started getting angry.Nothing,nothing at all.POP! A sound like an exploding water bottle echoed through the neighbor hood.Harry and I both stood up,hitting our heads on the window pane.My vision swam and my tounge hurt after I bit it,a white hot pain spread through my head as if it would split open.
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Opinion by DarkGirl23 posted over a year ago
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There it was, that fuzzy warm glowing light I always had dreams about... Except this time, I knew it was for real. I was so close! But then I felt something sting into my arm, slowly filling my veins with a warm and yet stinging fluid. What was this? Suddenly I was being pulled back into the world I once knew, and once hated.
My eyes flew open and everything was blurry. For a second it felt like I couldn’t breathe but then I gasped and air filled my lungs. It felt like a giant brick had been lifted from my chest.
I breathed a little shakily and looked around. Standing perched before me, looking down upon me appearing to be an angel, was one of them. But I knew not to be fooled by his looks. I sat up and scooted away, realization he had been caressing my cheek.
I stared at him, my chest aching from my heart’s quickened pace. I knew Panicking wasn’t the option around them, but I just couldn’t help myself. It took all my might not to gather myself to run when he slowly brought his hand near me, I know he was making sure I didn’t run. Then, suddenly, he jerked my wrist towards him, and looked at my Identification scarred into my skin.
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Opinion by DarkGirl23 posted over a year ago
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The first time I went on a hunt, was the first time I really saw death in any sort of being’s eyes.
I don’t know who I am, what I am. I mean, I couldn’t possibly be considered part of the Hunters. Yet, their blood runs through my veins. They may own an incapability of understanding the true emotions of life, for we have been Genetically-Altered Experiments planned all the way back in 2012. Our bodies and our emotions have become that of a true fighter, a warrior of destruction itself in a world of Nature’s grace that becomes altered in the palms of our Humanoid Species.
We can defeat any oncoming dangers in our path, bodies of strength and dexterity and all the while, plenty of Stamina as well. Like I said, it not only changes our physical features, but our emotional and mental understandings as well. We’re more strict in such things, we do not bother to take pity upon another life form.
All we understand is the pleasure in killing, and in destruction. Yet also, in invention as well. We are the next form of Humanity, except advanced way more on so many levels.We know adaptation, and evolution. We are the next step into alien territory, and into an...
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Opinion by DarkGirl23 posted over a year ago
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They haunt and taunt inside the ears of their victims... Screaming words lacking of wisdom into their futures, a fortune broken in the palm of humanity’s hands. Who’s tears drip like blood from an open wound, thoughts turning and diving into the creases of their minds, creases that had remained undiscovered until now. Who, defined as a person, am I? I am the one who stands alone, all the time... So bloody and broken not bothering to understand, not bothering to see the intellect that stands before me.
I am, defined as a person, an assassin of beauty. Love’s undying grip vanishes before me. I am left in the darkest room, bleeding as the wounded animal I am. Hunted and denied, rejected in the path of humanity. I am a freak in nature’s face, insignificant to the big world that stands before me.
I bleed, leaving a trail of blood behind me as I limp to what is defined home. However, it isn’t, and never will be, home for me. I coughed, a splash of blood left on my hand. I looked back and there stood on of them, I dare looked him in the eye with a smile of last moments on my face. I was dizzy, my mind scattered, and yet I kept staring at him, daring him to keep...
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Opinion by sonicfanAG posted over a year ago
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Sometimes you may have friends that talk about being Lesbian or gay or bisexual is just nasty and plain gross,but It's not nasy at all.It's your personality and you control it no one else.There's no problem for being that.If you are then well i hope you have friends who apprecite who you are and how your like. My best friend is a guy and yes I have a crush on him but Just today I found out that he was bisexual.At first I was shocked but the truth is that I don't really care.I love him just they way he is and he will always be the best's friend i could I have ever had.He's special to me and I will not leave him because of that.He will always be that sunlight that shines my day every afternoon.He may be made fun of but he has me and who ever makes fun of him I will fight them.I don't care if it's against the rules or if I can get arrested for it I love him for being my best friend and I will protect him no matter what.If you make fun of this article and put that people like that are nasty I swear I will report you no matter what,but for those who care..thank you for caring...Thank you...
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Article by PhoenixRoyale posted over a year ago
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This is another poem that I have written. It was inspired by some comments about stuffed animals/plushies on Youtube being people's friends. Enjoy.
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[i]The Stuffed Animal.
To some, they are stupid.
They are useless.
They are disgusting little balls of fluff.

Those people think that it's necessary
to pick on the innocence of others
for having a collection of their own.
They poke fun, they tease, they even insult.

They target that person's age.
Sometimes even their gender.
They think they need to grow up.
They think these fluffy plushies are meant for babies.

But to those innocent people,
the ones who are quite lonely,
yet have such kind souls,
the stuffed animal is their friend.

They may be bullied at school.
They may have shattered hearts for unkindness,
they may be traumatized from even a horrible ordeal.
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Opinion by MagicUnicorns16 posted over a year ago
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And within two seconds, you had deserted me.
I stood there,
My arms open,
Waiting for you.
You did not come.
The only thing that came was hurt, anger and jealousy.
The very thought of you was hard to comprehend;
I was scarred, inside and out.
The pain will never leave.
But I found You.
You may not be able to see,
But I feel your presence.
The very thought of You,
The very thought of You as my best friend,
Is incomprehensible.
I stand alone no longer.
You are there.
You will never leave.
You are a spirit.
You are a wisp in the wind,
The glimmer in my eyes,
The shine of the sun.
You are the beauty of everything.
The day I see You is the day everything will be over.
The hurt will leave.
The pain will cease.
Everything will end, except my happiness.
The moment my last breath is taken, is the moment I will rejoice with You.
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Article by PhoenixRoyale posted over a year ago
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This is a poem I wrote to express my feelings. My life may be harsh, but I try to stay positive, even if I have some anger held beneath my heart. Enjoy.
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[i]The human heart is a glass dome.
Some treat it with delicacy,
while others treat it with hatred.
Sometimes in in-between.

Protect that dome from shattering.
It is what brings you joy and happiness in your life.
It is the capsule in which love from your family and friends fill it with.
Don't let any hatred destroy it.

Don't keep that glass dome open.
Otherwise, the people with malice in their hearts,
they'll drain you of your love, happiness, and joy.
Then, your glass dome will shatter.

Your spirits will be crushed.
Your mind will resort to suicide and depression.
You'll regret living on the planet known as Earth.
But that shouldn't stop you.

Continue with your life,
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Article by sahour95 posted over a year ago
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Stan, the young donkey, was wandering sadly around the barn. He seemed hopeless and wounded and had no desire to speak to any of his fellow donkeys; even talking to his father was not appealing to him that exact moment. In fact, he was feeling ashamed of having a donkey father. He was ashamed of being a donkey altogether.
As the moon and stars scattered across the dark, blue sky, Stan decided he no longer to wander. He needed some solution, he needed reassurance, and only his grandfather seemed appropriate for that particular job.
Grandpa Roger was sleeping peacefully in the barn. He had become such an old donkey, that he only took light tasks around the farm and recently he had been barely able to do that, too. Stan had overheard the other day the farmer discussing killing his grandpa Roger with his wife, but she had told him he could be tolerated a bit longer. However, not so long, Stan guessed, and it made his heart ache for him.
Stan gently tapped Grandpa Roger’s front foot feeling slightly guilty for waking him up. But he had no one else to talk to. Grandpa Roger yawned and stretched thinking that it was time to work. Then his eyes met Stan’s sad gaze...
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Article by shenelopefan posted over a year ago
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Dañada

Estoy quebrada. Lo que soy es lo que necesitas. Mi corazón se rompió mucho tiempo atrás, pero no me importó. En ti deposité toda mi esperanza. En ti proyecté, todo lo que odiaba de mí misma y traté de curarte.

Estoy dañada. ¿Qué no lo ves? A tu sola disposición estoy ¿No es así? ¿No ha sido siempre así?

Pero tú también estás dañado. Quizás más que yo. Yo quiero arreglarte, cuidarte, hacerte ver lo importante que eres y lo valioso que tú no ves en ti mismo. Quiero que veas lo mismo que yo veo en ti. Quiero que sepas lo importante que eres para mí.

Soy un desastre. No quiero que todo este desorden mental te afecte. Yo tomaré todo el dolor por ti. Sólo debes dejar que sane tus heridas. Si tan sólo dejaras que eso pase…

Sé que me ignorarás, que insultarás, que incluso... me golpearás. Pero yo te comprenderé, amor mío. Estás dañado. No tienes la culpa.

Me gusta la gente dañada, es verdad. ¿Recuerdas? Siempre estuve allí para ti. Tomando cada insulto y cada golpe con mi mejor voluntad. Sé que te descargas conmigo porque no tienes a nadie más. Sé que cada vez...
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Article by shenelopefan posted over a year ago
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Dañada

Estoy quebrada. Lo que soy es lo que necesitas. Mi corazón se rompió mucho tiempo atrás, pero no me importó. En ti deposité toda mi esperanza. En ti proyecté, todo lo que odiaba de mí misma y traté de curarte.

Estoy dañada. ¿Qué no lo ves? A tu sola disposición estoy ¿No es así? ¿No ha sido siempre así?

Pero tú también estás dañado. Quizás más que yo. Yo quiero arreglarte, cuidarte, hacerte ver lo importante que eres y lo valioso que tú no ves en ti mismo. Quiero que veas lo mismo que yo veo en ti. Quiero que sepas lo importante que eres para mí.

Soy un desastre. No quiero que todo este desorden mental te afecte. Yo tomaré todo el dolor por ti. Sólo debes dejar que sane tus heridas. Si tan sólo dejaras que eso pase…

Sé que me ignorarás, que insultarás, que incluso... me golpearás. Pero yo te comprenderé, amor mío. Estás dañado. No tienes la culpa.

Me gusta la gente dañada, es verdad. ¿Recuerdas? Siempre estuve allí para ti. Tomando cada insulto y cada golpe con mi mejor voluntad. Sé que te descargas conmigo porque no tienes a nadie más. Sé que cada vez...
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Article by shenelopefan posted over a year ago
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Lo que nunca podrá ser

"Tu… entiendes mi silencio

Sólo tú… conoces mis secretos

Sólo tú… comprendes cada gesto

Sólo tú…"

Apareces tú, la Oreja de Van Gogh

Me voy a morir. Arrastro mi cuerpo, adormecido por el dolor en los pasillos de este horrible hospital. La sangre brota de mi cuerpo mientras presiono la herida cerca de mi estómago, dándome fuerzas para seguir. Yo sé que no merezco lo que ocurrió, pero también sé que es completamente mi culpa. Dicen que cuando uno está agonizando, ve pasar su vida frente a sus ojos, que los mejores momentos son recordados. Eso me está ocurriendo a mí, pero no veo ningún recuerdo agradable. Sólo veo mi alterada y perturbada vida. Sólo veo el inicio, el comienzo de todo, el origen de lo que sucede ahora.

Yo crecí en la calle. Abandonada a mi suerte, rondé las calles de esta asquerosa ciudad, pero por lo menos no lo hice sola. Nick siempre estuvo conmigo. Él tenía cuatro años más que yo y siempre fue mi ángel guardián. "Pequeñita" solía llamarme todo el tiempo, y él era el único al que yo le permitía llamarme así....
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~Una amistad~

Hoy se lo iba a decir, estaba decidido. Se dirigió con paso firme hacia la casa de su amada. Debía ir de todas formas a tomar el té con ella. Igual que siempre. Era su mejor amiga. Él nunca se había enamorado así de alguien. Nunca se creyó capaz. Pero esta jovenzuela, Janice de nombre, era la más intrigante e interesante del mundo. Completamente excéntrica, rechazaba todos los protocolos y era una excelente negociante. Aun recordaba el primer día en que la vio. Él vio una mujer segura de sí misma, fuerte y delicada. Hermosa pero ruda. Tranquila pero inteligente. Estas y muchas más, eran las virtudes de la rubia Janice. El joven se dirigió hacia su casa y tocó la puerta con fuerza, dándose valor para confesar aquello que ocultaba. La puerta se abrió, una sonrisa de labios rosados y unos ojos café profundos deslumbraron la mirada del joven.

-¡Howard! ¿Cómo estás?- Janice se lanzó hacia su amigo en un abrazo, haciéndolo ponerse un poco incómodo.
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La parte prohibida del parque

"La depresión es la que guía, la alegría es la que llega"

En la ciudad dónde yo vivía de niña, había un parque en dónde siempre pasaba las tardes con mis amigos. Éramos un grupito de niñas y niños que nos juntábamos a jugar en ronda, cantábamos canciones que no tenían sentido (casi nuestro propio idioma, de hecho) y recorríamos todo el parque jugando a las escondidillas.

Bueno, no todo el parque porque había una a la que los adultos no les gustaba que vayamos. Era un sector tan lleno de árboles que, desde afuera parecía una selva en medio de un parque vecinal.

Mis amigos no hacían caso a lo que decían los adultos, pero yo aprendí a temerle a esa parte del parque. Sólo pensar en entrar ahí me hacía sentir enferma del estómago. A diferencia, el resto de los niños jugaba cerca de allí, retándose entre sí para ver quién podía estar más tiempo en el límite, o quien podía llegar más lejos sin volver corriendo. Yo los miraba de lejos, siempre preguntándome si algún día tendría el valor de meterme allí.
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Carta de un corazón roto

"El nombre de la persona a la que dedico este escrito,

Es un nombre que no me permito decir cuando estoy sola"

¿Tienes idea de lo que es, verte cada día, y en tus ojos no encontrar lo que yo sí te daría? ¿Tienes acaso alguna idea de lo que es no haberte superado? Por más que lo he intentado, aún no haberte olvidado. ¿Sabes lo que es hacer rimas con tu nombre y no encontrar palabras, no encontrar acordes? Quisiera yo contarte, todo esto que escribo, pero ya es demasiado tarde, ya te has ido, amor mío. Los años se me pasan, sin que tú estés conmigo. Aunque quería olvidarte, yo ya me he arrepentido. Mi corazón se parte en dos, cada vez que oigo tu voz. Cada vez que contigo sueño, creo que ya eres mi dueño. Ojalá pudieras escucharme, aunque sea sólo un sonido, porque no tienes idea, de lo que es vivir sin sentido. Cada día me cuesta hablarte, es tan duro enfrentarte. Y aunque no quiera recordarte, no puedo dejar de amarte. Así que escribo esta carta, amigo mío, pues tengo tan sólo un pedido. Dime que no hay esperanza, sólo con eso me alcanza. Por favor, no me permitas, alimentar mi falsa utopía,...
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Personalidad

"-Yo sé que lo puedo hacer- dijo Tom Downey,

Mientras se servía otra mazorca de maíz del bol

Humeante… -Estoy seguro de que con el tiempo la

Muerte de ella será un misterio, incluso para mí-"

Secret Window, Secret Garden

Stephen King

-Calma, Andy. Eso no ha sido real- me dije a mí mismo, mientras encendía un cigarrillo nerviosamente. –Ha sido un sueño. Sí, sólo una horrible pesadilla.

No podía evitarlo, pero mis manos temblaban. El placer norma del cigarrillo no calmaba mis nervios. No podía haber sido cierto. Era imposible. Yo estaba en mi jardín, sentía como el aire frío de la noche me agitaba el despeinado cabello. Adentro de mi cabaña, los gritos no cesaban.

¿Cómo podía estar en esta situación? Ya casi no lo recordaba. Encime esa mujer sigue gritando ¿Por qué no hace silencio? Necesito pensar. Él había vuelto…

La última vez que lo vi, todas esas personas desaparecieron. Nadie nunca los volvió a ver. Los recuerdos me atormentaban. Me sujeté la cabeza con fuerza. No podía pensar si esa mujer seguía...
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Sandra

"A los sueños"

Y se asomaba ella por la ventana y miraba con ojos de desolación el paraje casi silencioso de su barrio. Veía pasar a una mujer con sus hijos, a los niños jugando contentos y a las señoras que pasaban tranquilas por la calle. Sonreía vagamente cuando algún ave volaba cerca de ella. Se escuchaba un sonido lejano de autopista, oyéndose cada tanto el ruidoso motor de un camión. Sin razón aparente ella miraba por la ventana, buscando la respuesta invisible a un interrogante que no existe.

También ella me miraba a mí. Cada tarde, yo salía a tomar sol para despejarme; me sentaba en la escalerita de cemento en frente de su apartamento y ella salía a observar. Se quedaba así alrededor de una hora (a veces quizás más), con la mirada perdida y en cuanto notaba mi interés en ella, se metía rápido hacia adentro y se me perdía de vista detrás de su blanca cortina.

Nunca entendí por qué, pero ella no lucía normal. Era particularmente hermosa, de cabellos castaños, piel morena y labios carnosos. Sus rasgos eran finos y sus ojos profundos me hacían quedarme largo rato (incluso sin verla) pensando...
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Dejé mi corazón abierto. Pero tú no entendiste. No viste lo que en realidad ha sucedido. Quise explicártelo pero sabía que no entenderías. Me considerarías demente, loca, pensarías que he perdido la cabeza. Que la he perdido por ti.

No puedo decir que la perdí completamente, pero puedo contarte lo que he perdido por ti. Ahora soy normal y detesto ser de esta forma. No puedo volar si soy esto, sólo estoy encadenada a ti, por un vínculo que ni tú ni yo hemos podido decidir.

Pero no voy a quejarme de estar ligada a ti. He aprendido a aceptarlo. He aprendido a vivir. Todo gracias a ti. Yo solía ser diferente, solía volar por todas partes, nadie notaba mi presencia, pero yo podía realizar gran cantidad de cosas, tenía los poderes necesarios.

Pero de todas las personas que encontré en el camino y de todas las que sé que hay en el mundo ¿Por qué tuve que circundarte a ti?

Mi pecado fue la ingenuidad. Fue no haber considerado las opciones. Yo sabía que había reglas que seguir, y sabía cuál era el costo de romperlas.
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Para todos aquellos que hablen español o lo entiendan, aquí les dejo un poema que escribi hace mucho tiempo ya



Nunca había visto caer la lluvia así

Sólo cae

Mientras tú vuelves a casa

La lluvia cae

Pasaron tres horas sin tu regreso

Aún te espero en la puerta

No busco la lluvia

Espero tu vuelta

Pasaron quince años

Te sigo esperando afuera

Aun contengo tu sonrisa

Esperando que llueva

Pero ahora es muy tarde

La lluvia ha cesado

Y aun espero tu llegada

Sigo esperando tu mirada
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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.
"Miyu, let me open it first."Nakku said.He yanked the door open, he looked in, there was a string hanging from the ceiling of it.He pulled it and the large room lit up, it was empty and dusty, then there was creaking of wood at the far end of the room.Nakku quickly crawled back through and locked the door.
"We never open this door again."Nakku commanded.Miyu nodded.
"But, why Nakku?"Miyu asked, tilting her head slightly.
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Opinion by Dhampires posted over a year ago
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I was back at the covent and in Mai's office waiting for her to give me my pay."Like always you gets the job done in no time.I'll have to start giving you a raise my dear.After all I can't afford to lose you can a I?"She prasied me as she went into her safe retrieving a small sack of gold coins.I smiled and said "No need to rasie my pay,I make enough and I'll never leave so long as you keep feeding me information like you promised." she sighed and turned with the gold and a package of papers "Of course that's the purpose on why your here." I eyed the papers then shifted my gaze toward her."Yes this is new information,for you."

I quickly rose from my feet said a quick thank you, took the gold and tied it to my belt then began reading as I walked out of the room.Their were names written on on front and back from pages one through five the head information is in the form of a package,five through tweleve I sigh and said to myself "Whatever it takes." It started off with with how my family house was burned along with the rest of my dynasty,then it got deeper into thing I'd never expected.
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Fan fiction by Blazefan4life posted over a year ago
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I wrote this poem after I had a dream. A dream that I had powers. Fire, Water, Trees, Gravity, and Love. All of these... I controled.

Spell Me a Melodey, Flames and Fire,

You are the one, I'll always admire.

Spell Me a Melodey, Water and Waves,

First comes sacerfice, then comes save.

Spell Me a Melodey, Plants and Trees,

Help me out, set me free.

Spell Me a Melodey, Gravity Float,

The Moon is why, we rock the boat.

Spell Me a Melodey, Love is Power,

Our love will bloom, like a flower.
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This is what comes out me in class. When I should pay attention. ;)
Also some funny pictures.

He was crying. The tears weren’t coming fast, they were slow. So slow as a turtle.
They had only this time because when he steps out of this room he will be different, letting no more tears fall. He looked her straight in the eyes. He was still crying but now there was fire and ice in his eyes.

Fire so warm it could freeze every living thing.
Ice so cold that it could burn the whole world.

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Watch me. You will be surprised. I’m stronger and faster in many ways. And you haven’t see me at my strongest and fastest.

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The hair in the back of his neck went up.
“Question. What am I, the user or the one being used?” He didn’t care what the answer would be. He expected used.

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Know me…
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Meggan slapped herself.
"Get yourself together!"She told herself.Kylie came in, Kylie is Meggan's cat.She's only a kitten but has all her colors.She is black with white stripes.
"Oh, hi Kylie."Meggan said.She got out of bed and went into the bathroom.About ten minutes later she got out of the shower, put her clothes back on, and lied down next to Kylie.Kylie purred and rolled over next to her.Meggan petted her, she smiled at the feeling of Kylie's soft, fluffy, fur.Meggan felt a strange presence.She looked at the side of her bed, and saw Kylie, she looked at the cat she was petting, it had glowing red eyes, and pure white fur.
"Hello, you may call me 'HWSNBN'."the cat said.(He who shall not be named, Who- shh- bin).
Meggan slapped herself again, HWSNBN was still there.She pulled her arm away and scrambled off the bed, she picked Kylie up and held her close.

"You may call me Kaze though."He said.
"Why are you here?!What did I do to deserve this?!"Meggan yelled, Kylie jumped down and ran out of the room.Kaze jumped out her bedroom window, and disappeared before he hit the ground.Meggan looked at her clock, it was 7:35.
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-The Next Day-
I was still getting over the fact that Cameron called me last night. It was just to ask about Mercury, but he still called me.

I was already downstairs eating cereal.At least that still tasted like cereal and not like meat. After I was done, I gave my bowl to Gram, and left for the school bus.

-At School-
Cameron came up to me again. "Hey Vanessa."

I looked around nervously. "Cameron, no. You know we can't be seen together."

"It's okay, Mercury's not here."

Believe it or not, Mercury never missed school.

"Don't you see Cameron? She's testing you. She's probably watching us right now."

"Vanessa-"

"I have to go." I left before Cameron could say anything else.

-After School-
I was walking towards my bus, when Cameron came up to me. Again. "Cameron-"

"No Vanessa, we still need to discuss this."

"But Mercury-"
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Over most of the left side it's face was a skull mask, three long tusks, the shortest one in the middle, the other two were the same length.The room grew colder, Meggan shivered."Wh- what do you want?"Meggan asked.The room got cold enough to see one's breath."Your mortal soul, why else?"StarBurst told her, his teeth as sharp as a razor-edge.Meggan scrambled against the wall, she had her eyes wide open, her mouth also wide open.StarBurst climbed onto the bed, he was the size of a wolf.He put a paw over her heart, then faded away.Meggan felt another stabbing pain in her heart.She hit the nurse button and passed out again.

The next day, Meggan woke up at home.Another wolf like demons sat at the foot of her bed.She rubbed her eyes, it was still there."Wh- who are YOU?"Meggan asked scaredly."I'm Outsider."The demon said, then it wandered around.Every step it made shook the ground a bit.He walked through the wall, and didn't come back.
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I pull back my bow and arrow,'The white dragon.' His words running through my head like a free train.I angled directly for my target gave a sudden jerk on the bow and release .I watched as my bow shoot over three buildings, at seventy miles an hour,through the glass window-like a bullet's shot- and into the back of my target.I watched as he dropped to the floor as the blood gushed from his body,after a few moments later he went pale and started twitching showing that my posion was taking it's toll on my victim.I smiled at my work and stood up striaght,more people crowded around the man's lifeless body.As I began my stroll back to my clan or covenant if you will....
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I sat quietly in English as I felt him starring at me,I wanted to turn around face him and demand why he is giving me a death stare,but I wasn't that brave.Just then the bell rang and school is over I packed my things quickly,but before I walked out the room I turned to him.We locked eyes and he his face liked tense and angered,his eyes a bowl of furious fire.'What's with him?' I thought to myself and walked out the room.

I walked down the stairs past a window that only showed a gray dark sky of of pouring cats and dogs.I went to my locker where I retrieved my umbrella and slid out the back door where no else parks so it's all mine.I quickly got in my 2012 dark violet Lexi and tossed my backpack in the back.On the drive howlme they thing I saw was his intense face and I only wonder how his eyes could could such a thing.

I sighed and was immanently snapped out of my own little world by a big truck's hunk.I gasped and quickly swerved back to right side.I looked back at the truck who's driver stuck out a dirty finger sign,which i deserved.I drove to my house in silence my mind think of what would have happened if I hadn't moved,when I got...
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Fan fiction by dragonsmemory posted over a year ago
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"You'll never get the secret from me!" The monsters' eyes gleamed. They wanted me to yell. It was a sign of my weakening resolve. I lowered my voice. "The secret is worthless to you unless you know where they are. Without them, you'll be trapped." None of us in the small chamber knew who was bluffing and who wasn't.
"We will get the secrets. Do not worry about that. Your 'friends' helped us more than they could realize," a large black…thing said. Its eyes gleamed yellow. Not yellow like the sun, but yellow like the foulest thing ever seen. Another spoke up.
"What is in this case? You act like it contains something of value. Is the secret in there?"
"That's for me to know, and you to spend the rest of your lives guessing. The secret is going back where it belongs. Tonight. Once it's there, it will be forever beyond your reach."


And that is where I stop. If I get at least ten favorable comments, I'll write more. And be honest.
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The Demon Locked Into The Heart


Meggan was your average school girl.Blue glasses and short dark blue hair, Meggan was always the one they picked on.She only talked when her best friend was talking to her.Her name was Claire, Claire was the happy-go-lucky type of girl.Claire's joyfulness has gotten her out of arguements every time she tried.Meggan and Clair were walking down the hall as usual."Hey Claire?"Meggan said looking over to her."What?"Claire asked looking over to Meggan.Some random kid walked by and knocked the books out of Meggan's arms, Meggan gave a glare that just said "Drop dead, jerk".He snickered down the hall, Meggan sighed, and picked her books up."Thomas is such a JERK!"Claire said, helping Meggan pick up her books."Pfft!He's not a jerk, he's a freak of nature."Meggan said.Claire snickered and nodded in agreement.Meggan felt a painful stabbing pain in her heart, she gasped and fainted."Somebody get the nurse!"A girl yelled backing into a locker.
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I don't remember how long I've been running on the open grounds. It does seem long enough. But I was determined,devoted. Up above me,I noticed the jet planes streaking through the blue-black sky. I did not care. I did,but I'm not going to pay any more attention to it than the sinking feeling of hopelessness that wrapped my mind. The grounds were filled with rocks and sharp stones. Any other day,I would have bothered to watch my way trying not to fall onto the sharp stones which threatened to tear my skin,but not today. No,not today...
There were sirens screaming faraway,in my direction and I was headed straight towards them. I really wished I had paid attention to the rocks,because I tripped on one of them,and fell to the ground on my knees with my hands stretched out...

"Ahhhh,damn",I said through gritted teeth and took a moment to examine the injury. Sure enough,my hands bore a nasty cut as I expected. I shifted my posture and sat on the ground to examine the damage the sharp stones had done to knees. I didnt even need to roll my jeans to my kness to examine the damage,asI felt my blood infintesimally soaking through my jeans. I muttered a few more curse...
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    The light of the fire faded as I got further into the forest. I jumped over roots and ducked under branches that threatened to whip my face. I ran as hard as I could. To escape, I had to keep my sister safe and fulfill the wish of the village chief. My tears already used and dried, but the pain in my heart still wouldn’t leave. An emptiness had taken hold where my safety and secure feelings had once been.
    On the edges of my vision, I saw a flash. I skidded to a stop and looked to where I thought I had seen it. There was a clearing where the full moon shone upon the ruins. They once must have been magnificent, but now they were just a pile of stones.
     I decided in my frozen mind that I should be more cautious. The humans had found the village, what if they were in the ruins? Waiting for any elves that might have been looking for a way to escape. I glanced at my hand, I had to protect my sister.
    I turned my pointed ears to any sound I heard, I took each step with the greatest care. The progress was slow, but I forced myself to keep the pace. If I went any faster, I...
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His name was Charlie Brown. We first got him in the fall of 1999. He was cute cocker spaniel with the color of brown and had dark eyes. For 13 years, he was a part of our family. We played with him, took him for walks, gave all the love we had and so much more. He was also a ruff dog as well. Whenever people would come over he would bark at them, thinking that he was trying to protect us from danger. He would also bark at other people's dogs when we took him for walks and, he was very capable of biting badly. Despite all of that, we still loved him, and he loved us.

Around a few years ago, he started to get old. He wouldn't go for walks anymore, he layed around all day, started throwing up, got blind in one eye, became deaf, and his attitude and barking got worse all the time. We finally had to come to the fact that he couldn't live like that anymore. It was getting too hard for us, with my Mom now having a Daycare business in our home and having to deal with his horrible attitude. On Feburary 3rd of this year, we said good-bye to Charlie forever, for he was put to an eternal sleep. It is now strange in our house without his presence. I'm still getting used to the fact...
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I know you may hate me after what I said but I need to talk to you. I need to say I’m sorry. I didn’t mean anything by what I said, I was simply messing around. I understand that some people are easily hurt than others but I didn’t want to hurt you the way I managed. I guess I’m just good at screwing up friendships. I wanted to tell you I was sorry the moment we argued but I couldn’t. You were just too stubborn.

Now we’ve talked again I don’t understand what is going on. You seem to not care for me. Like the only reason you talk to me is so you can be with Rachel. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t wanna fall out with you but you’ve hurt me in ways I didn’t know what was possible. Now I don’t want you to get mad at me again but I wanna tell you that I know how you feel. I know what it’s like to have your heart broken by someone you thought was a true friend. When you told me that you didn’t want to be my mello I cried. Even after you knew I loved drama, acting and cosplay you turn around and say something like that. Yeah but then in that French lesson you begged me to let you be mello. Im sorry but I don’t want that.
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Lord thanks for all, what you gave,
Everything I do is for your people’s sake,
You gave me all but something lacks,
Lord give me mind and wisdom so that I can be back,
Lord I don’t want any pleasure
Just give me the hard works’ treasure
God give me sharp mind
Open heart and quality to be kind
God don’t give me fruit just give me seed
That’s all I need to lead
Ok do what is right and not wrong
So that my power may last long
Lord thanks to you again
For all what I have and what I will gain

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The room is silent, as always. Nothing can be heard, aside from the soft rasp of pencil on paper. Words take form, joining various thoughts into one whole. On the outside, nothing is different from the average writer. To find what sets me apart, we must look deeper than the surface.
Inside my mind, images and ideas race about, sometimes colliding, sometimes not. This whirlwind is composed of everything I know, read, seen, heard, or thought of. It is here that my greatest works begin to form.
To show how thw whiirlwind works, let us have an example. During practice for spring track, I noticed a flock of geese. The image was transported to the whirlwind, where it collided with an old story about geese. From the whirlwind, the geese are then moved to the organized part of my mind, where they are placed under ideas.
As it so happens, I have to write a nature poem. The first thing that comes up in my search is the flock of geese and the story.
From here, the image has to become an idea. This process takes two days at most. When the idea is formed, I am now ready to write.
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At a peaceful neighborhood of Toyko,Japan an beautiful girl's family becomes no more.While sha was out at here best friend's house for two hours.blood splattering,pain,dieing,and screaming in one house.Police was called but the line was filled.For hours this goes on the girl returns to her peaceful family to her twin brother,older sister,mother,father,and her younger brother.

When she gets her keys to the door she notice that it already opened just a crack though,she is still nervous.She cationusilly opens the door to see her younger brother have the breathe of his to say,"you know one day you will.... die even more painful".She holds her breathe and thinks to herself " Can this really be happening no....NOOO!!!!She yells as loud as she can.When the man saw her he quickly ran so nobody would come to help her.When he leaves she looks at all the blood and her family all dead.


She runs to her youger brother and shakes him three times to check to see if he is still alive.She puts her ear to his chest to check his pulse,with no heartbeat she clutches her teeth and yells to the sky.After she was done she picked up her brother and...
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"Hello my name is Jasmine P. Love,"she said slowly while looking to the ground."Hello Jasmine," said the other people looking at her.Jasmine stops to look at everyone as if she was going to scream and hide.She takes three deep breathes.And says," I am her because when I was four years old I saw my mother and father die by a crazed man.His face still haunts me in my sleep that's why I don't sleep no more.I spent my whole childhood in an ophanadge with no friends nor no enemies because no one noticed me.Not even my family who know about me and didn't care about me.I went to school everyday,on time,all staight A's,no getting into trouble."But when I was 18 years old I was depressed and wanted to die.

"That's is another reasons why I am here cause when I was in my last year in college I had a friend named Pasha.Who taught me how to fight and how not to be afraid of anything.I'm her cause she would have wanted me to come her because now she has passed and I'll profile eveything she wanted to do before she died.So as soon as I'm out of this depression class i'll do something for a...
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Opinion by SamsDarkSide posted over a year ago
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    The blood dripped from my dagger, turning the waxed linoleum floor crimson. The smell of copper and metal made my nose wrinkle, and I desperately wished for a pair of nose plugs. Maybe I would start carrying those around with me.
    I stepped over the twitching body that took up most of the kitchen floor and went to the sink, washing off the dagger and my hands. I waited for the water to wash the blood down the drain. I sighed with impatience and displeasure at the thick dexterity of blood. Killing was the fun part, but the blood drove me mad. It was just too messy.
    A pleading, strained voice interrupted my thoughts, “Please,” I turned to the person lying on the floor, her body straining in a desperate attempt to survive. At times like these, a person would do anything to preserve their life.
    Her golden blonde hair lay matted and sticky against the bloodied floor, and spots of red dotted her face. I walked over to her and slid my dagger into the built-in sheath hidden in my boot. I squatted down and peered down at her, reveling in my victory.
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Opinion by Lord_Anubis posted over a year ago
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''Oi, you guys! What are you doin'?!'' screamed a brown haired boy from the street.
''Mind your own business and go back under your momma's skirt, or you'll get some too!'' replied the tallest boy on playground, probably the leader of the rest 4 boys.
5 of them were teasing one small boy, taking away from him candies and ruining his game on playground. The brown haired boy frowned with his black eyes and started walking towards them.
''You scum really have guts! 5 tall dogs on 1 small kid! You sure are brave heroes!''
''Of course that we are heroes, unlike coward like you.'' replied yet another of bullies and they all started laughing.
''You sure have no idea what sarcasm is.'' said brown haired boy and ran towards bully who replied.
He was so fast that he put his fist right into bully's nose.
''I hate stupid people.'' said brown haired one and then a fight started.
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Article by PrincessHotEmo posted over a year ago
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I was kidnapped by a horrible demon.It kill everyone I knew so no one would try to rescue my me.It rapes me everytime it can.Its busy killing people that move in the house im in the basement..
well under the basement theres a cave.I'm not goingto joke the demon is pretty hot but still.He brings me little food to keep me "fit".He loves me he says,but he lies.I lie awake thinking of how to escape.I'm scared let proud at myself for no reason.My Life is hell most of the time.When your life is terrible you never think your good you think your worthless.You feel fake,never like a real person.
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Article by dragonsmemory posted over a year ago
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The Eden Chronicles is the fantasy series I am currently working on. As the series is in progress, I decided to add a club here, allowing you, Reader, to tell me your thoughts.
In writing the series, I decided to document the entire history of Eden. I called this place Eden because it is where the spirits of dead animals and plants are taken. No humanspirit has ever been pure enough to come here. Eden is a true paradise.
The first book, A Little Bit More Than Love, takes place toward the end of Eden's history. Later in the series, I hope to explain the past. Once I get caught up, I will then document the end of the Eden I have followed. After that, the series ends.
As a sequel to the Eden Chronicles, I plan to write the Dragonknight books, telling of the future, where humans now live in Eden.
The books will document the lives of the kings and queens of the dragons, as well as the lives of commondragons and other beings.
A LITTLE BIT MORE THAN LOVE, Book 1 of the Eden Chronicles SYNOPSIS
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Opinion by noahnstar1616 posted over a year ago
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I was looking for Cameron in the hallway at school the next day. Once I found him, I approached him. "Cameron."

"Vanessa, you know I-"

I knew Mercury hated the sight of him and I together. Buy I had to say was important. Even life saving. "I know, but you have to know something. You might think I'm crazy, or probably still do, but Mercury is a...", I searched for the right word. "A mythical creature."

"Not this crap again, Vanessa."

"I know you think I'm crazy, but I'm telling you the truth. She's something called a sea witch-"

"Just because she's not as nice-"

"No, not a witch. A sea witch. And if you don't believe me, your life may be at risk."

"Are you serious? Vanessa, if this is a way to get me back-"

"It isn't." Why does everyone think that? "Please Cameron, all I want you to do is behave around Mercury. Don't get her angry at you."

"Why?"

"Just please don't." I saw Mercury walking down the hall towards us. "I should go. But please, don't get her mad." I turned and walked away.
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Article by torixyz posted over a year ago
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So Analisa and I walked slowly through her village. I looked around as we walked and everyone looked very happy and cheerful. I was very confused. "Shouldn't they be sad?" I asked. "NOT happy-go-lucky?" Analisa chuckled and replied. " There is no need to be sad. For we have food, shelter, and each other." I felt very bad. Just a few hours ago I had yelled at my mom for getting mad at me and ran outside. I started to cry again. I sat in the emerald green grass,we had walked into a field,
Analisa asked "What is wrong?" I replied "I want to go home" Analisa said "That would be easier if I knew where you lived. Anyways, we need you here. You cannot leave. I'm very sorry." That didn't help me at all. I layed down on the soft grass and cryed my eyes out.

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Article by Lord_Anubis posted over a year ago
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I'm looking at the black ceiling, in this empty room I sit.
I'm leaning my back on cold wall where light of the sun can't reach me.
I don't have any peace, same pictures are repeating in my head.

The grey clouds rise above and I'm goin out for the rain.
Let the cold drops from the skies give me peace and break my sadness.
But even hard rain can't clear thoughts of you.

And feels like I'm falling in deep abyss, dark water swallowing me as I close my eyes and turn my head up to sky.
It's eating my mind, taking away my dreams.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.

Today I'm not goin out, I'll reamin in the dark waiting for you.
I'll defy to all my desires cause I can't ask anymore from you.
I'll be singing only for you my angel.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.
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Fan fiction by anbonie posted over a year ago
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If we go threw our universe, we come on end of it. Our eyes see it like shadow, it’s cold and slimy, but if we are enough careful, we will see…
…we will se nothing. Our eyes aren’t made to see this material; like mice can not see glass, we can’t see this material called Transparent Dust or Samíbi like human–shape being call it.
They are almost like people. Difference is just in hair and body language. It’s maybe impossible how any person can have different body language than you, but these beings called Pobabs have. When they are happy they lie down on belly, close their eyes and start to singing war songs. Their houses are like postboxes, maybe a little more round. Hierarchy is defined by number of gold hair on their head. Less gold hair somebody has, higher he is in hierarchy. If two of Pobabs have same number of gold hair is worthier these one who has shorter hair. Pobabs mustn’t ever cut their hair. Automatically are women inferior; men have hair just one meter long, but women at less five meters.
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Article by Hermione-Fan361 posted over a year ago
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This is a true event. It happened on 1/22/12. I just rewrote it as a short story.



I was in the snow. 
Kevin, Noah, Mackenzie, and Jake were there too.
Kevin wanted to play Ice Yeti, a game in which some people are tackled, and the others are the tacklers. I was a tackler along with Kevin and Jake. Kevin said he and Jake would go after Mackenzie, and that I should get Noah. I blushed a little. I like Noah. A lot. We started out, splitting into two groups. Noah was fast, but he got tired quickly. He suddenly turned around, and we collided. We were in the snow, me on top of him. He grinned up at me, his brown eyes shining. I knew at that moment how much he liked me too. I could see in his eyes the longing. He wanted to kiss me, right then and there. But the others were still around... watching. He sat up, and I was then in his lap. He helped me up, giving my fingers a squeeze, and we continued our game.

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Article by FightingDestiny posted over a year ago
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This is a small poem I wrote a while back.I hope you like it, please tell me what you think
Thank you
-Aurora




The Wind is cold against her skin
Numbing her body perfectly,
Erasing the pain she knew all to well
Escaping her problems if only for a moment
The chill of the breeze whispering to her
"Just do it" it taunted, "You know you want to"
Each time, the voice got louder
Beckoning her to let go, end it all
Was it worth it
Some would say no
But to her it was everything
Yet the voices called to her
"Let go, Let got, ... Let Go"
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Fan fiction by Kimi4312 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 6: The Wolf And The Succubus.
After Abe and Roxana talked, Abe decided to check on her body for anymore wounds, Roxana turned facing her wall as she pulls off her shirt and covered her breast with her long hair, Abe touched from up of her back and down to her lower back gently, Roxana shivered from goosebumps from his touch, "Well you don't have anymore of it" Abe said as he got up and headed to the kitchen to get water for Roxana, Roxana sat there waiting for Abe, it was a small kitchen with beautiful brown and tan colors, Abe grabs a class and pours some spring water in it, he walks back into the living room where he sees Roxana sitting there, still half-naked, he gazes at her beauty "Oh dear lord....you're amazingly beautiful..." Abe said slowly as he looks at Roxana from top to bottom, Roxana laughed and smiled then Abe looked at her bloodied shirt, "Here I'll take care of it" Abe said as he grabs her shirt then he notices she was starting to get cold, he put her shirt down and pulled his black t-shirt off of himself, Roxana stared at Abe's body, for a 32-year-old he has a body of a attractive 23-year-old with a cross tattoo on his back "Here, I don't want you to...
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Fan fiction by Kimi4312 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 5: A Bleeding Heart.
After Roxana and Selina kissed, they ended up kissing in Roxana's bed, Selina gotten on top of Roxana and kissed her lips down to her neck then back up to Roxana's lips "I won't leave you again, I promise" Roxana said, and Selina looked into Roxana's eyes "I'am sorry for how I treated you" Selina said and saw Roxana's necklace, she rips the necklace off and kisses Roxana, the next morning Selina woke up to Roxana watching her, "Are you alright?" Selina asked Roxana "Yeah just a nightmare" Roxana said, feeling guitly how she acted with Abe the previous night, Selina gotten up to go to the shower, while in the shower, Roxana became curious and looked at the necklace Selina had forgotten, then Roxana remembered the necklace looked exactly like the ones her parents, a succubus and incubus wears in a pack of darker creatures, Roxana drops the necklace and became frightened, Selina walked out the shower and saw Roxana frightened "What's the matter?" Selina asked, Roxana's eyes were wide and frozen in fear "You were sent here aren't you!?" Roxana asked, feeling betrayel and rage in herself, "Roxana....please let me explain" Selina said sounding innocent,...
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Fan fiction by Kimi4312 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 4: Never Meant To Be.
After Roxana and Abe met once again, Roxana sat in her chair reading a book, until her phone rang, she reached to a table besides her chair and sees it was a unknown number, she answered it "Who's this?" Roxana asked "It's me, the bastard that arrested you" Abe said, Roxana chuckled at Abe's comment to her "Well how you got this number then police officer?" Roxana said with a flirty but playful tone in her voice Abe laughed at the tone of Roxana's voice "Well, I know we don't personally know each other but....I was wondering if you like to go out to town with me tonight, my buddy and his girl are coming along if that's alright with you" Abe said to Roxana, Roxana smiled and thought for a second about an answer for Abe, "Yeah, I'll like to, I haven't went out in a while through" Roxana said "Well it'll be fun, I promise" Abe said, at night Roxana got in her dark gray jeans with a demim shirt, she left her red wavy hair down as her bangs nearly covered her eyes, then she hears a knock on her door, she walks up to the door, wearing her leather high heel boots, she opens the door and Abe smiled at Roxana as she notices that he is holding a red rose...
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Fan fiction by Kimi4312 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 3: Here It Goes Again.
Roxana woke up one night to hear a loud howl outside her window, she slided herself out of bed with her covers wrapped around her, she walked toward the window and saw a somewhat a large white wolf outside, watching her then it turned its head to hear other wolves howling, the white wolf runs off to follow the howl, Roxana felt like she knew that wolf for a long time, Roxana walked back to her bed and lies down, but she couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning but she couldn't sleep, she sat up, grab her wallet and pull out a photo of a beautiful, pale-skinned, black haired and blue eyed young woman, Roxana's eyes began to flood with tears as she slowly puts down the picture, she began crying in her pillow until her fingertips began to brust out flames and she looked at her fingers and jumped out of bed, she shuts her eyes "Please...stop" Roxana said and the flames died down in her fingers, the next morning Roxana began calling countless places to get a normal regular job "Um yeah Roger is it? I wanna apply a job at your dance club" Roxana said over the phone looking at the job ads on the newspaper with her hair up in a bun with a few...
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Fan fiction by Kimi4312 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 2: I'm Breathless.
At night after Roxana was arrested, Abe lays there in his bed, while the moon shines through his large window and onto his bed, he tosses his body from left to right and couldn't sleep, all he had been thinking about was Roxana, about her beautiful seductive but innocent young face and her lime green eyes, Abe snatches his head as he tries to sleep but everytime he closes his eyes, all he sees is Roxana's face but then he falls asleep, then he begins dreaming, that he was in Roxana's apartment, he looks around to understand why he is in her house, then he sees Roxana sitting there on the bed looking at him, Abe felt his heart exploded looking at her then he walks over to her and kisses her lips gently then leaned down slowly on the bed on Roxana then he stopped to look at Roxana's eyes "Do you want me?" she asked him, he untied a string in her shirt and kissed her, until Abe's dream stopped when his alarm clock goes off, Abe opened his eyes and looked around to see he is in his apartment, he got in his shower then he begins to see visions of Roxana's future and past, Abe had a ability to see future and past events ever since he was a child, his...
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Fan fiction by Kimi4312 posted over a year ago
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Chapter 1: Don't Change Me.
A young and beautiful succubus named Roxana opened her green eyes as she sees the sun flooded her dark room with lights from her windows, she sat up in her twin bed, the mattress was tan and her covers were chocolate brown color, she pulled herself out of the bed and throws on her black tank top, then she slipped on her jeans on her long and beautiful legs, Roxana then walked in her bathroom and brushed her long red hair slowly as she stares at herself in the mirrior, she put her brush on the sink and walked outside, as she walks, she turns around as she feels like she is being watched, she sees a tall very attractive man, with dirty blonde hair, ocean blue eyes and tan skin and a slight beard that matches his hair color, Roxana stared at him as she feels like she had saw him before until a group of people walked pass him and he disappears, Roxana seemed confused but shook it off as she turns to walk to her work, there she works as a dancer for a club, she walks in a very dark place which is the club, Roxana walked in her dressing room as she dress up, she sees her boss talking with the same man Roxana had saw before, as her boss points at her...
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News by GummyBears_11 posted over a year ago
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A poem written by me. :]

Snow, snow, you are perfect.
When you fall down, you are white. A clean white.
Beauty, beauty.
The beauty of snow.


We put on mittens, we throw on scarves.
We run outside a pick you up, ball you up,
and toss you.

Then we get cold.

We run inside and drink coffee and cocoa, we
snuggle up, we run hot baths.

Why, snow, why are you so cold, so numbing?


~

A new girl at school is seen by the queen bee.
She is approached.
The queen bee wears expensive clothes and carries a designer bag.
Her hair is sleek and red, with gorgeous highlights in all the right places.

She isn't skinny, nor is she fat.
She's just right.

"Want to come eat with us?"

The girl eagerly nods and walks to the 'cool' table.

They become good friends.

Till the queen bee does the unthinkable.
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Fan fiction by dexisawesome posted over a year ago
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We were builders. We were builders, fighters, scholars, but more importantly, friends. When the Government took all our rights away, our food, money, our culture, we allied ourselves against it. But they had a machine. A machine that could sail the seas and air. It was called, The Oppresive. The Oppresive forced us underground, making us creatures of the very soil they walk on. But it is time for our revolution. We have a great machine, bigger than the Oppresive, and stronger than it. It will trample them like a boy tramples grass. No resistance at all, we are sure of it. We are ready. We have weapons, food, clothes, and men. But we are scared. Very scared. We think we will not win, although we will. We can come out tonight, like creatures of the dark. But we are not. We are creatures of light, like justice. Justice. That word was banned years ago. They run this place like a prison. But we are ready, even though we are scared. We will launch our great machine, the Mother, tonight. We have seen neither day nor night for years, only darkness and sorrow. But tonight we change that. If we succeed, we will have our freedom to roam the lands. If not, we will...
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Opinion by GummyBears_11 posted over a year ago
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I wrote this poem myself. :) Comment please! :)
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They say
That
a question mark ?
is nothing
but a punctuation.


I consider it
a
lifestyle
Like a curious cat
lying dead on the floor.

She searched
but
never found,
and ended up
killed


Her funeral was short

and sad

I for one
never
thought that an innocent
cat would
die
because of adventure

A model does her make-up
she wonders
what true beauty is
smiles and poses for a camera

the photographer sees
the question mark drawn
in blue ink
on her manicured hand
he yells
for her to wash it off

one symbol, some trouble
the girl feels ashamed

she doesn't wonder what true beauty is anymore
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Guide by dragonsmemory posted over a year ago
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Creating your own universe is a great way to pass time. It will also give you a rough outline for your writings. These are the steps I follow in creating Eden.
Step 1: Establish main geographical features. This will be crucial in establishing the settings in your stories. If a certain river has magical properties, you have to know where the source of the river is to be able to pinpoint the source of the power.
Step 2: Establish lifeforms present on your world. You have to know what creatures live there before you can write their histories. If the dragons had not attempted to merge themselves with humans, there would be no demons and a major portion of history would not have happened.
Step 3: Begin writing the history of your world. This history should be a brief listing of major events in the history. Start with the creation and end with the destruction. Eden's story begins with the creation of the universe and ends long after the physical planet has been destroyed.
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Article by ballaholic posted over a year ago
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He woke up with a jump.

Dammit. Not again.

He had been dreaming about her. It happened every time he thought he was getting better. It seemed like she didn’t want to be forgotten. She kept finding her way into his mind. He sat up in the dark, shaking. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep in the bed for a while again. Too many memories there. Too many thoughts of her wrapped around him under the covers. He couldn’t handle it. Once she got into his head, it took weeks for him to drive her out again.

He went out into the kitchen and got some water. Then he stared at his reflection in the window above the sink. He looked terribly exhausted. He was terribly exhausted. Acting like everything is fine gets tiring. His eyes were droopy and he rarely ever smiled anymore. He had no reason to. She had been his happiness. And now she’s gone. That realization caused him to let his head hang down and his eyes fall shut. He let out an exhale as images from his dream flooded him. He shook his head angrily, trying to force them out. But they refused to leave. [i]Her smile. Our first kiss. The time we stood...
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Guide by dragonsmemory posted over a year ago
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Creating your own universe is a great way to pass time. It will also give you a rough outline for your writings. These are the steps I follow in creating Eden.
Step 1: Establish main geographical features. This will be crucial in establishing the settings in your stories. If a certain river has magical properties, you have to knw where the source of the river is to be able to pinpoint the source of the power.
Step 2: Establish lifeforms present on your world. You have to know what creatures live there before you can write their histories. If the dragons had not attempted to merge themselves with humans, there would be no demons and a major portion of history would not have happened.
Step 3: Create languages and cultures for the various creatures. This step will take te longest, as you have to determine very intricate details. If cultures are near each other, you can save time by having them borrow from each other.
Step 4: Write histories for each culture. The dragons' war with the demons plays a major factor in the lives of all dragons, not just the fighters.
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Opinion by OlivFirecracker posted over a year ago
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You laugh at something just not funny and the only thing you do is apologise, even if you don't mean it, you do because the people hearing you laugh do not appreciate it. How could they?

You hear something sad about another and you apologise, because you may feel bad for them but you don't know what to say and you think saying anything else or not saying anything at all is inconsiderate, but it's not fair on you because you don't know what to do with that information.

You did you best to save something or someone for someone else but you fail and you know that you haven't lost anything but they have. And you apologise and you think that you could have tried harder and sometimes that person blames you because they think you could have tried harder, yet you both know that nothing could be done.

That word... that stupid sentiment... that is the perpetrator... the bane of existance... the thorn in the worlds side, because you say it again, and again, and again but it doesn't help... because it means so many different things, and it could be sarcastic and snarky or it could be genuine and hold empathy... so it's really... actually... truelly......
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Opinion by DarrenGruch posted over a year ago
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Ever since my family died down to be just me.... I`ve been alone since they died in a car accident. I got out fine (only with cuts and a migrane), but they died. I now live with my grandpa... but he doesn't get me..... I cut my self, dresss diffrently, and never really talk.

4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the day my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some day I hope his heart gives out and he dies in jail.

Does any one feel the same?

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Article by r-pattz posted over a year ago
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A/N: Okay, well this is more of an idea than an actual story, but I just couldn't sleep one night, and having the strange mind I possess, this came out of my insomnia. If it's not too much trouble, some feedback would be sweet, mostly 'cause I'm curious to see what you guys think of it. And as a disclaimer, no I don't actually believe in limbo, but it does interest me. ;)

Limbo

She had no idea what exactly was happening, or why it was happening to her, of all people.

Her head was spinning and her eyes couldn’t focus on any of the blurs of color than raced in and out of her line of sight. They were taunting her, toying with her mind and her sanity, because they knew she couldn’t keep up with them.

She struggled to find herself in the strange world she was currently in the middle of. Maybe if she could just get a grip on herself, if she could just figure out who she was, the rest would all become clear. If she could just latch onto a piece of herself that she knew was real...
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Opinion by koolkat-1104 posted over a year ago
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I believe in my heart that we shouldn't have to change or selves or stop following our dreams just for someones approval because this is our life and they have to live theirs if we have a dream that our heart is at then we need to go after it and ignore those haters because they'll make you stronger.For example if you want to be a singer be a singer,If you want to be an Artist be an artist.If you want to be different and original than be original because you have to fulfill your dreams.If you stop because of haters ,you will never feel happy or complete and you'll let the hater win by giving him or her or whatever power.Don't you ever let anyone discourage you and make you feel you can't do something you really want that's in your heart.You can't give up on your dreams just to make that person happy because you'll never feel happy for yourself and your letting that person win power.If you ignore them and keep going after your dreams you will be a winner and feel happy.Everyone has haters even the people that don't strive to be great.You have to stand up for what you believe in deep down and follow your heart and don't let judgement stop you.Some may say they are fantasies But i...
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Opinion by noahnstar1616 posted over a year ago
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"Are okay, V?" Francine was checking me for bruises.

"I'm fine."

"We're so telling the principal." Zoey grabbed my arm.

"No, it's okay. She didn't hurt me." I rubbed my arm where Mercury dug her nails in. She didn't leave permanent marks.

"What happened?" They both waited for my response.

I told them how Mercury knew that I felt something when Cameron was visiting me in the hospital. How she knew I was trying to get him back. How I saw her eyes glowing red, like a sea witch's eyes when angry.

"You know what this means, right?" Francine and I waited for Zoey's answer. "That Mercury is the sea witch that turned you into a sea witch."

"It makes sense. Since Mercury has hated you since forever, she turned you into a sea witch."

I had to admit Zoey and Francine had a point. "I do admit you guys have a point. But I don't think Mercury is."

"Are you kidding?"

"No, Francine. I'm not."
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Article by blackmagic101 posted over a year ago
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The first time I saw him he was digging ketchup out of a bottle with a knife. he was bent over the desk, red brown hair covering his face. With a crooked grin he turned around to face me.
"want some" he gestured to the big red mess of what I think might have been a sandwich.
"um... Maybe latter" I replayed setting my books on the counter. I had just started a new year in high school, and was currently third period aka, home Ed class. Probably one of the most unusefull class ever. Well here I am walking in to a class room of new faces, and with just one look at my new partner I know that I defiantly do not have a chance of an A in this class, I'm doomed for sure. I was hoping for someone who could help me out, I suck at home Ed, but this person is even worse. A least I can make a sandwich.
"ok what ever" he continues to add random stuff to his food thing. i dont even know if i should call it food, I’m even sure if it is eatible.
"So are you new here" I ask attempting to make small talk.
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Far far away is a big beautiful forest with all kinds of trees and small, but sparkly cool water. There is a big white house with red flowers on the window shelf’s and a big garden and playfield on witch are two blue swings, by them there is also a yellow slide and by the garden there is a big pool. In that house lives a girl, her parents (Margaret and Bob) and her three years older brother Ben. The girl's name is Julia.
When Julia was young she was a normal girl. When she was 1 year old she learned how to talk. By two years she learned how to walk and after that she learned how to ride a bicycle. When she was six she went to primary school and she was the best student that this school had. She had street A. She wasn't so popular in the primary school, but she was nice, good and she understood people (always when her friends had a problem they always came to her for a solution or just for talk). She played with her brother all the time. They were newer apart (except for school) and they loved each other, but when Julia was thirteen her brother...
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Fan fiction by gumball789 posted over a year ago
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I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my friends were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my friends to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My friends have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a tree and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. Next thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.







Sorry for cliffhangers....
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Article by Fyrwenn posted over a year ago
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Change

The way I feel has changed
When we met I was a fool, thought
You weren’t gonna treat me like a tool
I tell myself that I care ‘bout you
But deep inside I know we’re through.

Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you,


I guess we were too naive
Believing it would work
Why didn’t I see,
that you were such a jerk?


Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you

In the future we might get another chance
Maybe, it was just a short romance
Then what I’m feeling is really wrong
I felt I had to write this quite silly song.

What am I to say?
I really didn’t think it would end this way
At the time I believed that you would show
But after half an hour I really had to go
And if I see you again
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Opinion by POPclogger216 posted over a year ago
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Run
~*~

Run by
Run through
Run away
Run to
By, through, away, to
Run

~*~

Run by
Running by
That’s what happens
When you’re living life
You run by
Everything
Some may need
Another try
Run by

~*~

Run through
Running through
It’s what we sometimes
Want to do
Run through school
Run through life
It doesn’t matter
How much strife
It may cause others
It may cause you
Run through

~*~

Run away
Running away
It what we should do
Everyday
From ugly things
From messed up dares
From human beings
Who don’t give any care
On who they are
Go very, very, very far, just
Run away

~*~

Run to
Running to
Run to the One who is calling you
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Opinion by noahnstar1616 posted over a year ago
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I ate more of the meat. "Done."

She smiled. "Good." She took my empty plate. "Would like-"

"Change me back!"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Change me back!" I was still in sea witch form.

"Why would you want to go back into being a rotten human?" She set my empty plate by the meat and put more onto it. She set the meat fulled in front of me. "Don't you like being a sea witch?"

"No, I hate it! Because of what you did I lost the the love of my life!" I looked at the plate of meat. How appetizing it looking, but I was too upset to eat it. "You made my life crap."

"Look, I'm sorry about your little boyfriend, but I can't fix your relationship. Or change you back."

"Excuse me?"

"I can't change you back."

I dug my claws into the wooden table. "Why not?"

"It just doesn't work like that." She noticed I was eating anymore of her food and she took the plate and started eating the meat. "Mmm, taste like waffles."
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Opinion by xoxpoisonxox posted over a year ago
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This is a Monolouge I wrote a little while ago for drama class. We had to write a dramatic one. So this monologue is about a girl who is talking to her therapist about a recent event with her friend.

Tell me what you think!

My mother says you can help me - Help me make sense of it. I don't beilive in therapists - But I guess ill .....0give it a try..

You know, Some say suicide is the most selfish act one person can make.. I used to think this too. But now it doesn't make sense to me how the most selfless, kind , person I know - knew- could be labled as selfish..

How long have I known her? Well ,I've known her for a couple years - But it seems like a lifetime now..

I met her freshman year, in Introduction to British Literature. I was scared - I mean who isn't on their first day of highschool? I remember Walking into the classroom for the first time. I had to find somewhere to sit - then I spotted her. She was smaller then everyone else - Or at least she seemed that way.
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Article by Zero_Delta posted over a year ago
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Prologue

Somewhere… “Yes! We did it; look at him fully developed and ready. Aha ha ha, the buyers will be thrilled!” in the tank, a hand twitches. “What?” Something dark materializes by the hand. “No, he’s not supposed to be awake! What’s going on here?!”

    An explosion rocks the countryside, a figure emerges from the flames of the burning building, and a scrap of flaming paper, one of many, blows by:
SUBJECT: ZERO
GROUP: DELTA

Ch. 1
Normal, that’s how most people would describe me, but then, most people don’t seem to notice that before the school year started, I didn’t exist. They don’t see my blood red eyes or my uncanny reflexes. Maybe they think I’m one of those ‘emos’ that sulk on the edges of the crowds with their tinted contact lenses, but I don’t care, the truth is way stranger. You see, I’m not even human. I’m just trying to live what my data calls a ‘normal’ life.
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Article by terra_rocker posted over a year ago
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The Cobras

I guess that’s what it is being called now my band ‘The cobras’. In this band we play all sorts of music types but we pride ourselves on wanting to play rock.
So my names terra but my band name is viper so sometimes you’ll hear me as terra but mainly viper. The 2 people I started it with are called Jezebel aka Scorpio, it describes her, and Francesca aka fangs, sometimes I wonder how she can have her head in the clouds so much. We have 3 more now.
I write the songs too, sometimes with Scorpio. So this is our poster I made ready for when we get a gig and to give to places so we get a gig. I always wanted to be in a band and at one point I guess I realised that wanting it wasn’t enough, that I had to try, that I had to put time and effort into it. We play original songs but we also like to play songs by other people. We love songs by ‘the Runaways’ one of our inspirations. I love music it is my life, so I’m going to make it my life my job my pleasure and my soul, like all good musicians and I won’t go it alone I wil have my bezzies.
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Article by FashionBug12 posted over a year ago
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As Cierra Fray ran through the cold forest, the scent of blood filled the air.
The stomping of boots behind her became louder and louder as time went on.
"Over here, men!" A loud voice said. "I can smell her blood! Come out, come out wherever you are!" The voice was the head of Asru, the organization whose prison she escaped from.
The thick brush scraped her bare arms and legs, giving her deep cuts. Poison Ivy nicked her dark skin. Hopefully, Cierra looked up at the night sky for some sign of a way out. All that was there was the moon, mocking her. It was free, and she wasn't. Well, not with Asru on her tail.
"Oh lord," She whispered to herself. "Please like- kill all of them. You know I'm innocent. I didn't kill that poor woman. Dear God, protect me. Amen."
As she kept running, an arrow came rushing right past her head. It sliced her cheek right open. In pain, Sierra fell to the ground, screaming. The blood ran down her face, dripping onto the cold ground beneath her. The scarlet river kept flowing and flowing.
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Fan fiction by animefangirlz posted over a year ago
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I was 13 when i had my first love.not my first boyfriend but someone i actually loved.
    
My name is Elisabeth Maddison,but everyone calls me "shinigami" it means " god of death",for my 13th birthday my older cousin Geettto took me to his gig.He plays lead guitar and vocals for their band. He kept telling me how much they kick butt and all the battle of the bands they won. I just kept walking in the rain as it poured down flooding the sky. We got to the place,it was an old former shed for shipping trucks. The small factory behind it turned into a music store.They give local bands all kinds of supplies.Geetto rented the shed for their new show.they shed was huge. there must have been over 1,000 fans in there.the house lights were almost blinding.over the chatter i could hear my cousin check the mics.

geetto on mic: testing testing....1-2-3-658-7894 yes ladies that's my number

girls giggle

Geetto: alright I'm just about done here I'll be on stage in a min ladies so sit tight
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Opinion by r260897 posted over a year ago
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now standing on last day of year
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
day by day we got used to
night by night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
next time we'll say
"damn our heart still misses
THE 2011"
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Article by Aisuanime posted over a year ago
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Zoeiz took a subtle relaxed deep breathe. And held it just for a moment.

Christ, by highest heaven adored…

The cold blistering air nipped at her exposed cheeks and the tip of her petite nose. A perfect atmosphere for the winters most important day, Christmas.

It was only 7:55 in the morning. Children throughout the modest town would be up by now, pouncing on their drowsy parents, eagerly anticipating on opening the wrapped gifts and stuffed bags.

She breathed out, the vaporous air revealing her breath.

Christ, the everlasting Lord…

Naturally, fresh flakes of snow began to fall from the cloudy heavens. Her emotionless steel-blue eyes, hidden by dim ashen shades, observed the sky curiously. She paid attention to a diminutive flake as it fluttered, gliding with the faint gust, until it alighted gently on her sniper rifle, at the edge of the callous black suppressor. At the near touch, it melted away, leaving only a speck of water. Zoeiz, realizing the distraction, peered back into her 4-16x 50 scope. With hurried adjustments, she focused it...
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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I jumped out of the aircraft, rushed to help Selia and held her in my arms, but she started struggling up on her own. I followed her down to the escalator. My friends were there, and so was Cobra. But how?
The escalator was broken. They were scattered on the stairs. I joined them. "Leave them alone Cobra, Its over"
He sucked his teeth "Not yet. You still have the pieces of the star don't you?"
They all looked at each other
"Give them to me"
I just stood there and scowled at him, but Selia started taking it out of her pocket. Mandy had her hand in her pocket and so did Frankie.Then I understood. he was in control. But...but I was the lion. The deliverer. That's why he couldn't control me. I took the crystal dagger from my pocket and stabbed him in his heart. he gave no response. he was about to stab Selia in her heart when instead he struck the dagger through his own heart. One by one they handed him their stars, and he took them. He had to, we thought as one. I was in control. We watched him as he stabbed every single dagger into his own heart. and then, we gracefully walked away.
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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The window. It was open ever so slightly. If I could just slide through without making any sounds I could do this. And I did. I fell onto the concrete bit of floor with no railings. The sun was out now. Shining bright. I looked down, way down, way down at the light green trees in the car park. Just then I got an idea (the car park)
A police car flew by. Moss green with its black and brown spots and broad wings. I took a glance at the pistols. Guns, that's what i needed. But how was I supposed to get down from there? The police car flew closer. I knew what I had to do. I got up and shook myself off. One, I thought to myself. Two, the car was almost there. "Three!" I jumped on the wing and held on tight. It flew down into a square, concrete cave. It was the police car park. There were shelves of cars everywhere. As soon as it neared the ground I let go and dropped off.
I wondered about the Muslim girl. She must have been dead already, and what about Frankie and Mandy. she hid in the bathroom. smart girl, I sighed, so good at staying in the background.
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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The maid was our friend, we used to talk to her about everything. She was a black, African American woman, fairly old, mildly chubby. She usually wore a jeans and anything she felt comfortable in and a plain white apron and head tie. We introduced her to the cult master but she refused, even though she liked him. We saw her in the mall, talking by the phone booth. Everyone walked by but i stayed and waited to talk to her. I smiled every time I saw her, and it usually lingered on until a while after she was gone.
Mrs Sami stood there talking on the phone, she saw me. She smiled and waved and continued chatting. Just then the cult master walked up to me and tapped me. I gasped and swung my head around almost immediately. I smiled. He started to laugh. I pretended to laugh.
"I'm going to say hi to Mrs Sami" he said tapping my shoulder. "Tell her more about our cult."
"Yeah okay" I shrugged
He noticed Mrs. Sami hadn't seen him yet. He put his finger on his lips and looked at me. I laughed a little.
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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I was at home eating dinner and drinking with my friends. We were all laughing "No they hated me i swear. Anyway, you wanted to know why i was late."
"Come on, tell us" said Selia
"Alright....I met this guy in a cult."
They all bursted out laughing
"No I'm serious, he was crazy. Found him down the back road. He calls me, the lion."
They all got serious "Well lets go" said Mandy.
"Lets all go" said Frankie
I smiled but I bet the expression on my face was (are you serious?)
We all walked into the cult. Now I don't believe i explained it properly last time. There were big front doors. Orange brown with big squares engraved in them. A dark red carpet, two walls on either side and none straight ahead of us. It was night. The room was dark. In the blackness, we could see a field of shiny dark green grass and the full moon.
"Come" he said, looking at us unsurprised as if we were supposed to be there. I turned to my right. I saw the Muslim ladies dressed in their shiny , bright shoon of purple and gold adorned with jewels . They were happy, once again they were sitting on a bench talking and laughing. She looked at me, the...
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Opinion by problematic124 posted over a year ago
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***Please don't copy***
Chapter 6
Death Targets
"From the Predator to the Prey"Aurora questioned reading the note.
As soon as I read this I called them all to my house I also told them about the (bio) dad situation.
"So that's the same the person who turned off the power at Tweety's house" Ariel asked
"Had to be"Fable nodded "who else could it be"
"Should we tell the police"Owen asked
"It's like Gregg said we need hard cold facts this can also be counted as a joke"Tweety reminded us
"And it's like the note says he's never been caught before"Gregg told us
"We should fight back"Aurora said suddenly
"What!Fight back...how?"Fable asked
"The police can't help us...yet.We have to be the ones to catch him and then the police will take care of the rest"Aurora replied "we have to very careful and devious.No way am I going to be the prey"
"But it's dangerous"
"Aurora's right"Tweety said "the police are going to do nothing even if they believe us, there going to wait til one of us gets killed and then they'll do something"
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Opinion by coriann posted over a year ago
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The house lights were on bright. It was a lonely brick house, brownish cream and had a red galvenise roof. there was a square arch around the front door. It was big and had a light and a bench on the side. I walked up the one step to the open door. The boy had already run inside. Contrary to the arch, the inside of the house was black and dim and full of decor and dim lights. I should have noticed from looking at the glass louvers.
I saw a Muslim lady in orange on the phone. She was fair (light brown) and thick. The orange sari was high up over her knees. "Mam, Mam"
She was laughing, but she stopped when she saw me. She slowly removed the phone from her ear. She gave me a peculiar stare. I thought the boy was going to be alone.
"Can i stay? I want to talk to the boy"
She shook her head while giving me an awkward scowl.
So i walked back out to the arch. This time there were two Muslim women in hijabs (purple and gold) they were all dressy hijabs. I could hear faint music coming from the back of the house. They stopped taking.
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