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Using correct grammar and sentence structure is vital if you want to convey your thoughts accurately. You also want your writing to hold the reader's attention. Nothing is more annoying than reading a manuscript littered with grammatical errors. The error of writing sentence fragments is a common error. Sentence fragments are incomplete sentences that don't express a complete thought.

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Have a subject for every verb. The subject is the actor in the sentence. The verb is the action taken in a sentence.

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Make sure all of your dependent clauses have a completing thought. An independent clause contains a subject and verb and expresses a complete thought. A dependent clause may have a subject and verb, but it does not express a complete thought. Thus, dependent clauses need to be joined with an independent clause. Sentences that begin with after, when, because, before, since, etc., need a completing thought.


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Proofread your writing. All writers benefit from proofreading. Make sure that each sentence makes sense when you read it back to yourself.

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Read great literature. When you read great literature, you learn how master's of the craft write. Reading great literature also teaches you proper sentence structure and style. By knowing what good writing is, you will recognize the bad.
posted by para-scence
"Shelby? Are you ok? Kirsten said you've been acting weird lately..." Paige said, coming into my room. I laid back on my bed, closing my eyes so she couldn't see them.

"I'm fine," I sighed. "Just leave me alone." There was a long silence.

"...Has school gotten better?" I nodded, more than necessary. "Make any new friends?"

"Yep..." I said, opening my eyes. I stared at the ceiling, then closed them again and sighed. A fire started to burn in my chest. Why couldn't she just leave me alone? She was nosy and bossy.

"Have you done your chores yet?"

"No!" I whined. I pushed my palms against my eyes,...
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posted by para-scence
"I think it's working," Carissa smiled at me. I sat between her and Rigby on the bench. Already, I felt great. My heart was racing, and I almost couldn't sit still. After a few moments though, my eyes started to hurt. "They're just dilating," Carissa told me. "Here." She took off her sunglasses and handed them to me. I noticed her eyes seemed sunken in, and there were gray circles underneath her eyes. She blew her cigarette smoke in my direction.

"Thanks," I said energetically. My mind was racing, I could barely spit out the words.

"Just don't tell anyone," Jordan said on the other side of...
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posted by RiverIce
I sit there in my seat
when the teacher sees me
I stare at her
"do your work,"
she says.
I look at her with anger
I look at my math page
The problems stare at me
the bell rings
"Ahhh!" I yell in anger.
people stare at me
I stare at them back.
they run out of the class room
I sit there until the teacher finally sees me.
"you may be dismissed," she says.
I still sit there.
"go," she says.
I stare at her.
She stares at me.
We stare.
"go... don't make me send you to detention,"
I stare at her
she looks at me.
"Ok, you asked for it, Richard, Detention,"
I get up.
Still staring.
I leave and walk to the office.
I stare at the...
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posted by Insight357
“Hey, bitches!” Espen laughed throwing open the door. His blonde hair fell into his eyes. “Come on in,” he stepped aside and let us all pass. One by one, we all trailed into the crowded, alcohol smelling living room.
    Music was softly playing behind everyone’s chatter. Boys and girls danced with and groped one another. In a corner, some students I recognized sat in a group smoking. A few boys stood in the kitchen, cups of liquor in their hands.
    “Tatum, Nia, and I are going with Shayde and Lear to pick a game, you coming?” Celeste asked...
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posted by nick_cross
The Exiled
Story setting:
Era: future
Character setting: witch and wizards, vampires, werewolves, phoenix man, humans
Setting: earth, United States
World setting: future, world war??, nations combine to make 3 empires: wizard empire, empire of man, world empire.
PROLOGUE:
For centuries we lived harmoniously; we had two different worlds. Two very different worlds. Their world was lived freely and without secrecy. In our world, that’s what it was all about, secrecy. Don’t make too much noise, don’t seem so noticeable, and most important, under no circumstances, don’t ever get caught. For a while...
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posted by Seastar4374
I don't know what to think of waking up practicially every hour except for this: 'Why the hell does this happen?!' I was seariously exhausted and I hardly slept. Apperiently the twins are hourly alarm clocks or something because thats what it feels like. Once they fell asleep once again I got my chance. I layed down on the couch and yawned. I only had 12 hours of sleep,oh an hourly basis one hour per every two. I finally fell asleep yet again. They were quiet for two hours this time up until the boy started crying. I groaned and stood up exuhausted. I walk to him. "Whtas wrong baby? Huh?"...
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posted by tigerseye43
I got up to the sound of glass crashing to the floor. I ran to my little kitchen to see a man in a black ski mask and overalls standing in my kitchen. I ran at him to throw a punch or two but when I extended my arm to hit him, he grabbed my arm and stabbed my with a knife.As the knife cut through my skin I screamed in pain, with a few cuss words to go along with it. Then as I fell to the floor in pain, the thief ran out my door and fled from my house. What was going on, I thought. Why was that man in my house. Then I looked around to see what he had broken. When I saw what he had broken, I...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
Dear You Know Who You Are,


Love is a deep feeling, and what I felt for you was never love. It was...... I'm not sure, but not love. Love is deep. This only scratched the surface.

Your long blonde hair made you irresistible. Your ice blue eyes were enchanting, made me feel like I was walking on heaven. Your pale skin made me feel like I was in fake love with a monster, though. My friends teased me and you because of it.

Those arguments we had over the phone, I wish I could've spat the words at you. It would've been more satisfying. Seeing your reaction. Hearing you overreact to everything.

You...
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posted by dawnisbeauty
Prologue
Randall regarded her with pride.His finest.Her skin was ebony-black,her eyes a sinister grey,hair pale,wintry white.She stared at him blankly,her tall,slender frame tense.Randall stroked her cheek and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ears.Lethal,she was.Designed to perfection for the task she was set.Despite the obvious arrogance in her gaze,he deemed her the best."Tell me,who are you?"he tested."Layla"she answered."And I?".
"Master."she said."Tell me,"he asked her,taking her large,clawed hands."how do you use these..assets?"."To serve Master."Randall smiled."Good'he said."Very Good indeed.""How do you do that,my lovely?"he purred.Her eys stared straight ahead."Kill"she whispered."Kill for Master"
posted by liissaaxx
I can’t even remember why I chose to marry you!” She yelled. Her beautiful face filled with anger, those sparkling brown eyes that I have loved since day one, bore into me with no affection. She had said them, the words I never wanted to hear.
The fight had been going on for an hour now and I started to yell back, I could no longer control myself. Our first real fight in five years. I knew she would be over it soon and that big bright smile will light up her face, but I was overwhelmed too. I was hurt. But I stopped myself.
There were no lights on in our house; the outside light had faded...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
I was the only one in this world, this blank space. It was obviously a dream, no other place would only contain a 13 year old girl with an overactive imagination. I heard small cries, and I wondered if I truly was the only thing on this world. Then, I ran.

I ran the lengths and widths of the blank world, and kept running until I found a rock. A small, grey rock. Colorless. What was a little kore interesting was the figure on top of the rocks. She had black hair, as black as a rook's wing, and it made a curtain around her face. She wore grey, a simple grey dress. On her feet were rags. But her...
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posted by r260897
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES. 
posted by coolie
“Pump! Pump!” went my pounding heart as I trembled across the deserted hallway of school. As I looked around in this hall of nothingness, I realized that I was the fist person here. However, I had the feeling that I was being watched, and followed. It was not a good feeling
I didn’t mind getting to school early because I always liked watching the other kids scatter out on the playground one by one, and watching them join different games. I was too afraid to play the games that the other boys played. Football and their aggressive chasing games just seemed dangerous, and I couldn’t stand...
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posted by para-scence
"No! I don't want to go!" I shrieked. My whole world was crumbling down. This couldn't be happening. I found a place where I was loved and accepted, and now I was being kicked out?

What would happen when I got home? Mother and Father would either neglect me more than ever, or beat me to death for "jeopardizing the family name" by running away. The thought was stupid, but I'm pretty sure that's what would happen.

"Cosette, you've been so depressed ever since Asteria left," Grandma said. "You need to go home. It's what's best for you."

"No, it's not!" I shouted. Tears were pouring down my cheeks....
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posted by sawfan13
To travel the roads less traveled by, to travel in the paths of The Great Electric Poet, as the lizards kiss your feet, rainbows giving you rides on their magnificent layers of light and color, to love everything, and trip out on every mushroom on the ground. I would love that to be my life, Alice in Wonderland stoner version style. Alas, as an insane creature on God's most gorgeous green Earth, society and the laws limit my freedom. Yet, I do manage to find a way to release myself from these chains. For I am Kira Lucille Way, and I'm on the edge of mental health.


It's the year 1966. A year...
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posted by para-scence
This is a dream I had. Just wanted to get it out of my head. XP



The three of us laughed; my friends and I. It was a fun Friday night, with the parents home, and sister sleeping over at a friend's house. Lydia and Alli were over, just having a good time. We sat in the family room, with only those room lights on, and the TV on.

Then from outside, there was a strange sound. We all froze.

"What was that...?" Lydia asked. Neither Alli or me spoke. We were all frozen in fear.

"Come with me, you guys," I said, standing up slowly. We slowly went into the kitchen, and then the living room, looking out...
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CHAPTER 1


Jason Card sat on his throne in the Vampire Council room. The room rested in a paculiar place. The center of an undersea volcano. Magic kept the lave back. It formed a dome over the room except for a tunnel the leads out and up onto an island in the middle of the Atlantic. Vampires, being the most cold skinned creatires on earth didn't feel a percentage of the heat.
Jason was a tall and skinny man, with black hair and green eyes. He wore a black t-shirt with blue jeans and a cross necklace. Vampires could change there age at will and he took the form of a twenty year old man.
Jason...
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posted by para-scence
Inspired by the title from Emilie Autumn's upcoming album, "Fight Like A Girl." ;)

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She was an innocent little girl, and that was their first mistake. That first thought.

"This is going to be easy," they'd thought. Yet, another mistake. The two men descended down the sidewalk casually, coming in her direction. She crossed the road, and walked on the other side. They two men stopped. She was smart...

They walked a little more on the sidewalk, then crossed the road, now walking behind her. They made sure their footsteps weren't heard on the near empty street.

She began walking faster, feeling...
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posted by r260897
That big mansion continued to bother Zean. But he knew it very well how to hide it from others. “ one two three four one two three” shouted “ Bang Zhang” “ oh oh it’s the time when I look at you!!! I I forgot what I have to do… I am just going crazy…. Don’t be so lazy… now come up in my arms oh dear……” they just started with their song and Ilm came with Bang Zhang’s cupcakes ( which he tried to hide from others). “ hey you Little Brat its my cupcake..stay there” he shouted and Ilm started running. “ I am young I can run faster than you old man” shouted Ilm....
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Alone. All cold, cold as snow in December's winter embrace. What have I become in life? I let the others push me, let poverty and unhappiness take over, and let me live a short, tragic life. Did I long to be miserable and unhappy like Poe so I could become a great writer? Did I read The Little Match Girl too much at age five or six to the point where I became her? Am I an attention seeker because my parents never gave a damn about me? I could have been anything, anything I wanted. I was a great writer, fantastic artist, had a perfect boyfriend for me, but I just threw it all away. If I could,...
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