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Fan fiction by CielXlizzy19 posted 3 days ago
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This is an old draft I've had sitting here for about three years. Cleaned it up sorta, but it's still not at par with my current work. I wanted to keep most of the source material as close to what I wrote three years ago barring some grammatical/diction fluency errors, mostly for a little look into how much I've changed. I just couldn't bear letting it sit in here anymore. I'm not super into fanfiction, fanpop, or even kpop anymore for that matter, but I knew I had to put this out there in some form or fashion. Let me know if you want me to write anything chapter, or do something else with it.

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Winter: the season of presents, of family time and sitting by the fireplace, enjoying the company of others as the temperature nears the single digits. It was always seen as a wonderful time to embrace the little happiness in each others' lives; but for Taemin, it was just the opposite.

It also meant not being able to sit alone on the roof for longer than twenty minutes.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 13 days ago
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Maiyun:

When I woke up, Inali wasn't next to me; or in the room in general. She clearly had all her gear with her. Perhaps she went to breakfast. I climbed out from under the clean, thick sheets and quickly got dressed into my uniform. I strapped my sword into my hilt when there was a desperate knocking on my door. I rushed to open it and met Antonio with his fist raised in another knock. He was wide eyed and out of breath from running up the stairs.

"Antonio? Is everything alright?"

"No! Nothing is at the moment!"

"Why? What's wrong?"

"Semira took Nightmare out for a ride, but when I looked out the gate after her, she was being pursued!" He was yelling, but barely. His voice was hoarse like he has been speaking on the top of his lungs to a congregation of people for the past three hours. Which sucks; believe me. Jaken was the first thing that popped into my mind.

"Okay, thanks bud." I brushed past him and went towards the stairs to reach the stables two levels down.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 14 days ago
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I was laying flat on my back on the bare bed. The blood soaked sheets were wadded into a corner near the bathroom. Maiyun was sitting up, twirling a strand of my long dark hair in between his fingers. I just watched him and he watched me. Putting the connections between Semira and Inali.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked softly. "That you were still alive."

"I figured it was for the better."

"Why?"

"I didn't want to hurt you. Being gone for six years, after the things we did, I never imagined you could forgive me." He brushed the strand he was playing with behind my ear and caressed my cheek.

"Knowing that you are alive could never do anything such as hurt me." He said quietly. I rested my face into his palm and closed my eyes briefly. Then, he asked a scary question. "How is your brother doing?" I sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"He doesn't know." I answered, hold my breath for a split second.
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Article by BennieBear27 posted 15 days ago
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Chapter One

My alarm went off at 7:00 on the morning February 8th, 2017. I reluctantly sat up on the edge of my bed and yawned.

"Morning." I heard a voice say. My eyes were still closed.

"Luna?" I mumble. "That you?"

"Yep." I open my eyes to see Luna Middleton standing three feet diagonal from me.

I shared a room with her, her twin sister Kyla, and my brother Jacob. That's how everyone does here. You live with your twin and your SIDA partner.

"So, sleepy head." she smirked. "You gonna get up or what? If not, I'll eat your breakfast for you."

I don't reply and shake my head.

"Oh, come on!" Luna starts jogging in place. "Show some energy!"

"How are you so energetic in the mornings?" Kyla says from her bed. She's still lying down. Her alarm is on snooze.

"I get up early to get the first cup of coffee." Luna says. "The first five there get two free refills."
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 20 days ago
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"Donovan." I gasped quietly. A low chuckle escaped his lips and he let his arm drop from my throat briefly as he pulled his hood down. Deeply tanned skin, spiky brown hair and deep flaming brown eyes. "Oh God.." I whispered with huge eyes. He grinned.
"You really thought I was your petty little boyfriend?" The way he said boyfriend made it sound like he had to spit out the word from his gut.
"Where did you get the hood?" I croaked from under the pressure he was slowly adding onto my esophagus. He smiled his crooked smile again.
"Borrowed it from an old friend. What do you think? Does it suit me?"
"No." I spat. "If anything it matches your agenda." He nodded with his lips pursed as if that sounded about right.
"Our agendas are always dark. Vorom." He said, his lips inches away from mine as he said my name. One of them at least. "Surely you would know this." I gritted my teeth and blinked harshly as the tormenting images flashed in my mind like a static TV. He was grinning and nodding.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 26 days ago
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Jaken and I were going at it pretty hard, and I hated him even more each time he got me with the tip of his blade. I got him at some times too, but as we agreed, not above the neck. Both of us were covered well with little scratches all along our body from each other. Jaken's blade was raised a little too high, and I went to dodge. He caught my cheek with the blade. Tiny streams of blood ran down my cheek from the cut. I glared at him with pure fire in my eyes so hot it could melt his silver sword. My blood lightly lining on edge along the tip. I went to hurl myself at him.
"Tingzhi!" A voice yelled. We both froze and looked up. Vorom stood there, on the roof ledge looking down at us. Jaken smiled sneeringly and I backed up from him, but still ready to hurl myself at him, even if I have to go through Vorom. I put an arrow in her shoulder once, I'll do it again with a sword. She jumped down and landed softly between us. I stared. Something wasn't right. There was no quiver on her back carrying carbon steel arrows with the feathers of a road runner and raven. There was no precious bow gripped tightly in her hand, and the hilt of her sword on her hip was not the leather black...
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 26 days ago
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The four of us stood in the archery field, looking around, bidding on who gets what target and which is better. I had my satchel over my shoulder and under my cloak so that no one else saw it. Especially Donovan, since he would recognize it as the one Vorom always had with her. I noticed that Jaken had been pretty silent since Mel and him got together, but I also noticed that he kept watching me. Almost like he held something against me or was weighing the options of me being Vorom. Clearly, he wanted to get back at Vorom for shooting him in the foot. Which piled on top of him hating me for kicking his ass. Twice.
"Oh my God Semira, what is that on your neck?" Mel asked running over. I stopped and looked at her, confusion written all over my face. She pulled my head back to the side and drew back my hood to see my neck.
"What is what?" I asked as she examined the side of my slightly pale neck.
"Who gave you that?" She asked, more demanding, yet shocked. I looked over at Donovan from the weird position my face was tilted. He was biting his lower lip. Oh. So he gave me a hickey. That is just flat out wonderful.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 26 days ago
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Semira:
We were sitting in Info to Weapon Use and Safety after Donovan managed to convince me that I didn't do anything strange last night. Which, I still didn't believe him. With the mix of Gloydius Halys venom and Russian vodka in my system, I must have done some very strange things. Donovan and I debated this morning when I woke up with him laying next to me, that we weren't gonna tell Mel and Jaken about us yet. Which was hard with them walking around every corner that Donovan and I were 'talking.'
"Okay, I want everyone to pair up and get ready to leave." Mr Mardock instructed us. Donovan and I looked at each other. "We will be going over to the archery field since our printer isn't working for some weird reason. So, no test." Our teacher said almost sulkily.
Whoops and cheers filled the room as we all stood to leave and followed our teacher to the archery field. An open space behind our quarters that was also surrounded by a giant twenty foot wall and had targets placed around the entire area. There was also a side with bleachers for when we did class competitions. One of the several reasons I didn't practice out here.
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Article by BennieBear27 posted 1 month ago
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Protako
Prologue

There were at least 100 other children, including my brother, in the room. I saw two girls with light brown hair and green eyes stood a few feet away. One of them was clinging onto the other's arm.

"Jacob," I tugged my twin brothers arm. "Let's go say hi to those girls!" I pointed to them.

He nodded. We walked over to the girls.

"Hi!" Jacob said to them. "I'm Jacob! This is my brother, Milo." I smile.

"Hi! I'm Luna." The girl in my right said. Her shirt was blue, whereas her sisters was red.

"I'm Kyla..." The girl who was clinging to Luna said quietly. She didn't meet our eyes like Luna did. Instead she looked to my left at the floor.

"Are you guys twins, too?" I ask them.

"Yep!" Luna says proudly. "I'm the older one, though."

"Only by half an hour!" Kyla let go of Luna's arm and stomped her foot. "Stop acting like that makes you better than me! Because it doesn't! I'm better than you in SOO MANY WAYS!!!"
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"Where were you!?" He asked as if I just missed a debriefing on a class eight mission.
"Do you have dat Vodka vit you?" I asked staggering to sit next to him. He squinted his eyes at me for a quick moment, but handed me the bottle from behind him. I took a good deep swig and leaned side ways, hissing between my teeth as I poured some onto my side. Holy crap did it burn!
"What happened to you?" He asked watching curiously. Now if it was me as Semira sitting here, he'd be flipping his lid and trying to get me to the clinic. Which wasn't exactly necessary. Unless you consider a blood transfusion not necessary.
"Du biao." I replied tossing the partially bloody dart onto the cobblestone between us. The little vial inside of it half empty of the yellow- green liquid. He stared at it with wide eyes.
"When did this happen?" He appeared a bit more jumpy, but still at the point that if I died right here, he wouldn't care. Until he flips my hood back.. I thought to myself.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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I wake up in the same place I did when I dozed off. Donovan’s lap on the little part of the roof of the ruins that hadn’t fallen down with the rest of the limestone colored rock. Moss and vines creeped up on all sides of the walls and grass poked through the cobblestone ground. You could definitely tell it was an old place. Donovan was next to me, his breathing not completely even. He wasn't all the way asleep. As soon as I sat up, he turned and faced me.
"Wow. You actually woke up." He said, sitting up as well.
"What time is it?" I asked looking around. Donovan gazed up at the starry sky and crescent moon.
"Well, certainly not afternoon anymore. That's for sure." I nodded and looked up at the moon. He watched me. Before I knew it, I could feel his lips lightly brush my neck. I looked back at him and he grinned quick and childishly. It was a goofy look and I chuckled as he leaned down to lightly kiss my lips. It was a small innocent kiss. Just like what we had agreed on.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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Don’t ask how I got back into the quarters a half past midnight. It’s a long story. Thank goodness we didn’t have any classes today. God was I tired. Not to mention in pain. I took at least four aspirins before walking down to breakfast that morning. Last night, when I rode back into the quarters, I turned to Antonio with a sad expression and told him I hadn't found Laura. He said that it was okay because Donovan found her and brought her in. He still seemed worried so I tried to assure him before I went to bed. Falling asleep quickly. Thanks Vodka. Actually, thank you Donovan. We were all eating breakfast, well, Mel and Jaken were as I sat there playing with my cereal. Another side effect of the Vodka; I wasn't hungry. Donovan walked into the cafeteria and sat down next to me, looking exhausted and in deep thought. Jaken gazed him up and down curiously, but I acted uninterested and continued to poke at my soggy food, ignoring people and the throbbing in my shoulder. "Why aren't you eating?" Mel asked. Not looking at anyone. I figured she was speaking to me, since she always chewed me out for not eating anything. "Not hungry." Donovan and I said in unison. Jaken raised an...
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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I planned on going to the ruins again. It was my favorite place. Especially with all the history that comes with it. History that nobody else really knows about. I came up from the back of it and jumped off Starlight. Tying her up, I ran my hands over the three flat stones that stuck up out of the dirt, waist high with crosses carved into the old, worn limestone colored cement. I smiled at the last one and bent down in front of it.
"You could have made it." I whispered. "I vish you vould have made it."
My smile faded with the moment as the sound of coughing, sharp rugged breathing and grunts filled my ears. I drew an arrow and pointed it as I rounded several corners, following the sound. When I saw the horse some yards away, I stopped and turned one more corner until my arrow was pointing at a young girl. Straight blonde hair and deep grey eyes. Laura. I dropped my bow and was at her side. Completely forgetting what I was wearing. She opened her eyes at me and glared. Pointing her blade at me weakly but defensively. I have to admit, she was strong.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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When I woke up the next morning, ready for classes and running down the balcony and stairs to the cafeteria for breakfast. I could smell the food already and it made my stomach rumble. French toast and bacon. My favorite French dish. I chuckled to myself at the ironic joke I made. French toast, French dish... Whatever. I erased it from my mind. Getting in line with Mel, she greeted me with a cheerful good morning and waved at Donovan and Jaken who already had our seats. I began wondering how they got here so dang quickly.
Donovan:
"You did what?!" Jaken shrieked quietly.
"Shhh!" I hushed him.
"Now why would you do a stupid thing like that?" He leaned back in his chair and I took another bite of my crispy bacon. I shrugged as a response. Jaken leaned forward again, lowering his voice which made it almost hard to understand him with his thick British accent.
"Okay, dude. I told you to ask her out. Not to bloody kiss her and screw yourself over." He leaned back again. Observing me like he made a perfectly valid point. Which, in a way, he kinda did.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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I walk through the big, heavy double doors of the gym. The floor was all grey cement as always besides the red track that outlined the huge room. If I was to walk all the way across, I would reach the metal bleachers. I turned to my right and walked the track until I reached the somewhat darker entrance that was wide enough to fit at least thirteen people all lined up with space in between them. On either side of the hall walls were two doors. One with a woman's sign on it and the other with a men's. Bathrooms. I kept walking until I reached the other end of the small hallway into the dim weight room. Someone must have turned down the lights. I didn't bother to find the switch and turn them up. I liked it dark.
"I didn't think you'd actually come." Donovan said walking up from my left side. I smiled.
"Old habits die hard." He chuckled and I noticed he was sweating. "How long have you been here?"
"Almost an hour." He said putting his hands on his hips. He was back in the same gym attire from yesterday just like me.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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I lay curled up on my bed, half covered by a small dark blue blanket that I had kept folded at the foot of my bed. I shut my eyes just as the door opened. Someone burst in and began shaking me. I jumped up with a knife in my hand and she stopped. Mel. I sighed and dropped it.
"You need to come with me. Now!" I began climbing out of bed, almost forgetting how to walk.
"Why? What's going on?" She gazed at me wide eyed. "What?"
"You wouldn't believe me." She said looking away.
"Mel." I grabbed her shoulders. "Try me." She sighed heavily.
"We ran into the Loner." I widened my eyes as if surprised. The way she said loner made it sound like it was a title.
"That's not possible..." I said quietly. Mel nodded.
"It is. And she shot an arrow into Jaken's foot." I looked back at her, eyes wide again.
"She?"
"Yep." I grabbed my cloak and pulled it on, running down the steps with Mel leading the way to the clinic. We stopped in the doorway where Jaken sat with his foot wrapped and elevated. Donovan sat in a chair next to him with a wrap around his knee and holding an ice pack to the side of his head. In one corner, Laura sat with...
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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Early morning and the clouds hung low across the fields. I snuck Starlight out of her stall and slipped onto her back quietly as I set her into a silent trot through the gates. Once we reached the open space, I loosened on the control and let her run. Blazing across the countryside like we were a wild forest fire.
After a good hour of dashing around, I led her over to the ruins and tied her to a smaller slab of rock that was about the size of a big branch. Running and leaping onto the far rock wall that I had Jaken pinned to a few days ago, I pulled out a small arrow stuck in the wall. A woven sheet rolled down, displaying a painted target. I did this a few times all around the walls of the ruins I stood in, putting the little arrows on a few crates I stashed in one corner to act as a desk. Pulling out a few dummies that the school got rid of, I placed them in different areas around the clearing and walls. I felt pumped already.
Checking my sword and strapping it to my side, I filled my quiver and sung it over my shoulders and grabbed my old bow. Today, I wore my red and black. As of right now, I was Vorom. I pushed my hood over my head and pulled up my face piece....
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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Walking over to door 153. My dorm. The grey steel door was cracked a sliver as if I had forgotten to close it. But I knew I did. I pretended not to notice as I walked in and shut the door behind me. Throwing a little sharp dart as I spun around. The figure caught it.
"I thought you never missed." He said in his deep voice. My eyes widened with realization when he spoke. He twiddled the dart in between his gloved fingers. "I remember teaching you how to throw these."
"What do you want Temno" I growled, feeling my fury rising like a thermometer in boiling water. His deep brown eyes met mine.
"Don't you remember giving me a key?" I clenched my jaw. "You gave it to me just in case they ever found you. So that I could come rescue you, you had said."
"Temno I-"
"Then you left. You left our League, you left your vows, and you left me." My bedroom door began to open and laughter filled my ears. Mel. I pushed it shut and leaned against it to refrain her from opening it. Temno smiled.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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I dashed around the track of our gym. Feeling the adrenaline pump through my body like the pounding of my heart. My feet flew around the rough burgundy red like they had wings of their own. Like I was running on air. Zero gravity. One of the best feelings of my life. I stopped on the far end and checked my fitness watch. Two miles in eleven minutes and fifty seven seconds. Not half bad. A shadow in the corner caught my eye and I jumped into defense position. They stepped into the light. Donovan. I sighed and dropped my guard.
"You stalking me now?" I asked walking over to the bleachers on my right side.
"No, just keeping an eye on you." I grabbed my water bottle and opened it as he made his way over to me.
"So, showing up everywhere that I am isn't stalking?"
"Nope." He said smiling as he reached me. I took a drink and looked at him in his black sneakers and basketball shorts with red stripes along the sides and his dark T-shirt.
"Just keeping an eye on me huh?" I asked gesturing to his gym apparel. He looked down at the ground a moment smiling.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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Back at the headquarters:
"Has anyone seen Sem?" Mel asked frantically as people walked up and down the levels. Donovan and Jaken began to walk away from the stables after turning in other horses they 'found.' Plain browns. Mel ran over to them, barely noticing their states.
"Have you guys seen Sem?" She asked wide eyed. The boys glanced at each other.
"Who?" Donovan asked brushing his hood off.
"My best friend you idiot! She's tall with super dark long hair and brown green eyes, rides a black horse. Ring a bell?"
"Nope." Jaken said quickly.
"Yes, we saw her earlier in the afternoon when she kicked Jaken's-"
"Where? What time specifically? Was she far? Is she okay?" Mel fired off with questions. Donovan looked at her seriously.
"Mel." She kept going and Don grabbed her shoulders, shaking her. "Melinda Lee Amstrong." She stopped and glared at him. "Calm down. I'm sure she's okay. Now just take a deep breath and relax." She listened, then opened her eyes.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"Sem, you gotta come up here." Someone called from up on the balcony. I peered out from under the tin stable roof at the level the noise came from. My good friend Melinda stood there, peering over the edge at me. Her hood was also on and she had clearly been running. She waved me up. Ignoring the stairs, I hopped onto the stable roof and leaped onto the grey stone ledge of the wall. I was honestly surprised I made it. Swinging myself around a few poles and pillars, I landed on my feet on the balcony where Melinda stood. All the lights were off in the classrooms that filled the first level of our building. All the way around. She led me up the steps of the right tower to the third floor.
"Mel, what is it?" I finally asked after getting her to let go of her iron grip on my wrist. We were still in the stairwell when she stopped and looked at me with wide eyes that were full of humor.
"You aren't going to believe this." She whispered and continued to drag me up the stairs until we were standing in front of a dorm door. Dorm 132. I knew this dorm too well. I glared at it, then turned to Mel, who stood there with wide laughing eyes.
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 1 month ago
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"Raaaa!" A battle cry escaped his lips as he ran towards me. I spun around with my arm out and gave him a good knock on the head with the bottom of my black leather sword handle. He hit the stone ground with a thud and his own silver sword clinked as it bounced along the floor.

"You're an idiot." I stated bluntly. He growled under his breath and tentatively touched the bruise that was forming.

"Says the one who got her ass kidnapped last summer." He swore silently. I froze from putting my sword back in it's sheath and spun around. He had his sword and blocked mine quickly. Still laying on the floor. It was my turn to swear. I turned around again with my back to him as he got up. I felt him behind my back and crossed my silver blade inches away from me across my chest, blocking his. Our eyes narrowed as we glared at each other with pure hatred. I hooked my foot behind his ankle and kicked back, pushing forcefully on my sword and knocked him down, grabbing the handle of his fancy sword with my free hand and crossed them, each end on either side of his pale precious throat. His eyes burned with fury and hatred so rich I was surprised he didn't burst into...
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Fan fiction by -Universe_COLA- posted 1 month ago
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Daniel
~"Rays of hopeless light beamed dim and pale through the dull orange, yellow, and auburn leaves of the fall's trees. But even where there is calmness in neutrality, there is always a prey, and always a predator. Humanity is no different."~

Daniel tore through woods at full speed, clothes torn, his small orange backpack dangling across his back, his left arm carved with shredded flesh in the form of animalistic claw markings and lines of smeared crimson leaked slowly from the wound above his eye. The leg to his jeans on the left side, only hanging on by a thread ripped itself away just above his knee as he climbed over log after log, tree after fallen tree. His mind began to spin, but was focused on only one clear objective. Gotta run. Gotta get to the edge. But some his hope and composure put a gun to its head, and committed suicide as a harsh reality splitting screech ripped through the air mere yards behind him, echoing until it faded into the dead of silence. Even with his crumbled hope, his sheer Will kept his legs pumped with fumes that wouldn't allow despair to cloud his mind. Through his peripherals, he caught a bush waver to the side. "DEXTER!!"...
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Opinion by CupcakeMal714 posted 1 month ago
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I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all day long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his evil eyes
im so afraid now
im starting to cry
he finds me weeping
calls me ugly words
he says it's my fault
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Article by ChiliPepperLuv posted 1 month ago
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People say flowers are beautiful.
They're beautiful, that's true.
They also provide oxygen for us.
People say weeds are ugly.
They apparently have no value,
Nor do they deserve to live.
I'm not talking weeds that grow in the garden.
I'm talking about wild plants.
Well, weeds are flowers, too.
Just give them a chance.
Once you get to know them, they're amazing.
They can be just as pretty as flowers.
I may not be an orchid or a sunflower.
I may not be a rose or an iris.
I'm more of a dandelion.
I may be a weed, but I'm not so bad.
Give me half a chance. I'm pretty neat.
So, weeds are flowers, too.
Get to know them. They're pretty great.
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