Writing Article: Executed Innocence

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posted by Problematic129

*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went by and more pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust

naty200 and mintymidget210 like this

Sutelc22 great work!u are very talented.sad subject though.

Problematic129 Thanks!

mintymidget210 This was amazing! Better than any poetry I have ever written.

rory2011 it was amazing , by the way the name is amazing what was the thing that inspired you to write like this amazing poem

Problematic129 What had inspired me was thinking of all those million of people who were killed

Thoughts of ashes pt.2

posted by Supergirl14

The club
We got to “Club monstruo” Their was the bouncer who really smiled when I showed up he let me in and looked at my friends with discontent, “They are with me, Mitchell!”He smiled again, “any friend of Angela is a friend of mine,”He replied in his gruff voice.
Smoke and strobe lights, half-dressed girls and boys dancing filled the room, “where is Juli,"I yelled, a girl almost half my size(I am 6'5)black hair /w pale pink streaks in a messy bun came in, the bulimic look did not fit her, she looked like a skank and did not look good as one. “ready to get it good?” I asked."only...

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The Texts part 3

posted by wolfkirby

The next day was a horror show.The school was burned down to the ground.All we had left was some desks,chairs,and books.The princepal and the church owner said we can us the church.Its to scared us to death because Sally Gunsman was burned with the school.Her brother Brandon Gunsman
was lucky he didnt go to the school with her to get her books,but he was sorry he did every go
because him could hav go her out.We all told him its not your fault ,she went in at the wrong time.
We had to save us and the town but how?

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The Chronicles of Time - prologue

posted by nomblahnom

March 21, 1756, 8:47 PM, Appalachian Mountains.

Branches, bushes and trees flew by on the amazingly stable video display. The man’s labored breath was exceptionally clear. You could almost hear his heart pounding out of his chest. Occasionally, an upside-down glimpse of his face came into view, he appeared to be quite young, perhaps 30, but had a look in his eyes, the eyes of an old man. A wise old man. The video oddly seemed to be recording from a camera mounted on a chain around the neck. His dirty complexion and half-inch beard growth gave hint that he had dwelled in these woods for days....

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Love is Wild: Chapter 17

posted by sawfan13

I've called people all morning. No Lilith. I'm so freakin' scared about where she's at. I woke up this morning. Lilith wasn't in her bed, anywhere in her apartment, at work, nowhere. Howl was sleeping on the balcony, undisturbed in his sleep. I called Lilith's parents, her sister, and 911. I didn't bother to call Adam, but I did call work and told them about Lilith, and they told me to take the day off. No note, her car is still in the driveway, her cellphone is still here. I don't know what happened, but I'm freaked out! I've known Lilith since forth grade, and we've always been close. for...

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Reliving Alexis.

posted by I_DONT-KNOW

A big thanks to Silverain on her idea for a title!!

Chapter 2-The Pain.

She took a shaky step through the rippling shield, smiling when she was on the other side. The boy smiled too, but still looked wary. Alexis took anothr step, larger this time, but a surge of pain forced her to the ground. She screamed out grabbing her wrist where the pain pulsed the highest. The pain burned through her whole body causing deep shudders to run through her. The boy crouched over her, and closed his eyes.
"Don't worry, it will pass." He said standing once more and moving to lean against the wall he had before,...

Burning Moon

posted by gamer495

Upon a pricket of silver and iron, cold and brittle, a carved candle is put for display; or so the twisted wick believes.
Warm on the inside, safe from the echoes that make the brittle iron shiver moans around its placement, the twisted wick lies in wait for its moment.
It believes that because of its simple design of its outer coating, a green sapphire and a veil of black inner linings within its carvings, shaped like the scribbles of terrible children, it has such a confidence, such a simple charisma that cannot be matched.
The wick, suffocated by its very beauty-marks, shivers as the heat...

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Love kills Chapter 29

posted by hannah_vampire

I felt cold fingers against my cheek, a tingle of seduction warmth on my neck; I woke to Beautiful Damon standing by the window in the vast morning sunlight. He stood there looking at me and I felt enchanted.

He had Black jeans on and he looked like one of those models out of a posh magazine, He walked over to me “ I hope you don’t mind my sister thought you’d sleep best in that dress” I looked down to find myself in a silk like lilac short dress that flowed .I followed Damon’s graze to a strange boy that looked at me. His hair fell to his ears it was a white-grey color and His eyes...

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Life Goes On Part 4

posted by MissMuffin38

After getting there sweets, they decided to call it a day. As they were walking back home, the girls were gossiping about how their day had gone. “Did you see that?! He paid for me!” Grace whispered to them, so excitedly, she looked like she was about to burst. “Yes, we know! You have been talking about it for the last five minutes!” They both laughed. “Oh I’m sorry, it’s just so amazing!” She said, smiling like she had never had before. They had arrived at Amelia’s house where the girls would be staying for the night. “Well, here we are. We will see you some other time...

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Two arms of wood

posted by Elizabeth90luv

I, Stella Bonasera, criminologist from New York’s crime lab have to inform you that due to a severe medical problem I won’t be able to present on today’s court and testify against Antonio Vasquez, the primary suspect for Anne Blaire’s murder. Responsible for my absence is Mr. Vasquez, who shot me with a machine gun right outside the back entrance of the crime lab. The video of the security cameras can confirm it.

As a matter of fact, I want to present through this letter all the evidence that I have collected with the help of my experienced team. I swear to the bible that I will tell...

My Unamed Story pt. 3

posted by boomboombunni

"Andrew? Andrew? Are you okay?" Andrew hear Elizabeth's gentle, velvety voice as his consicness returned to him. "Hey honey, you've been asleep for awhile now." She seemed very concerned, considering she had only known him for a few hours. After the room stopped spinning, Andrew sat up and looked around. He was still in the hotel, but, he didn't recognize the room. When his gaze fell on Elizabeth, the room started spinning again. "So, when you said, "When I was alive." did you mean that you're a ghost?" Elizabeth's face was grim and solemn. "Yes. I'm a ghost." Suddenly, Andrew smelled cinnamon, honey, and something he didn't recognize. "Andrew I have to go. I'll be back tonight. By the way, call me Liz." She flashed him a dazzling smile, and she was gone. "Wow."

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When you find you, come back to me. [PT. 3]

posted by jesus_bale

"Matthew tells me you're improving. Guess that brings us a step closer to being happy again, right?" Charlie stared at me with a hopeful expression, awaiting the answer he wanted to hear all along. Yes, Charlie. I'm finally moving on from the past because I love you. I love you and I want to make this work. I'm changing who I am for you. Dr. Thomas' words, his advice, echoed in my head as I slowly paced back and forth, playing with my fingers nervously. "Jamie, what is it?" "Do you think there's any point in staying married if the relationship isn't going to survive?" I blurted out the words...

mind-children of gods

posted by Thaliagirl

Chapter 2 Dylan
--God? You are kidding me! I say.
--Sean! What are you talking about? Wiro says. He has no idea what happened just like I do.
--OK! First! There are gods in the world. And there are many of them. Second, you two are like me. YOU ARE MIND-GODS. Sean says.
--Mind-god? You mean children f gods? Wiro asks.
--No! MIND-CHILDREN of gods!!! Sean says.
--Is there any different? I ask
--Of course there is. Mind-gods have their own parents. When gods travel around the world, they will find someone they like. Then they will transport some power to them. They won’t get any power because power...

Blaine's view -

posted by Vampiyaa

"So, where are we going?" Aiko grinned. Blaine beamed at her.
"I was thinking someplace special," he said, trying to sound casual. Aiko thought and then replied, "Do you have somewhere in mind?"
"Take a look." Blaine pointed to the entrace of the new amusement park. Aiko gasped.
"No way!" she laughed. "You actually got tickets?" Blaine shrugged and said, "It wasn't hard. When I said I was the agent of Dusk Rivers, they had to let me in."
"How much were they?" Aiko asked curiously. Blaine hesitated.
"Not much," he said hastily.
"Blaine, tell me."
"No."
"Yes." Aiko stared hard at Blaine...

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Pain chapter 2

posted by ilovehouse345

I make mistakes
I mess up
but it was nevr enough
I no longer cry for you
no more pain
that means I will no longer stand it
you took my heart and ran it strait into the planet
now I'm taking control of this relationship
command it
that means I no longer die for
no longer cry for you
no more pain
but you always win
as th blood trickles down my arm
I wisper you name into the dark
Cierra
the pain I went through for you
no longer
is anyone out there
feels like I'm talking o myslelf
feels like I'm going insane
feels crazy
guess I keep talking to myself
why in the world do I feel so alone
nobody but me
I'm on my own
is there anyone out there
that feels just what I feel
guess it's just me.
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just to let you know.I'm no sewisidle or crazy.just a kid who's been through alot and has grown up faster

Drama high

posted by ilovehouse345

Alot of high school's have drama but some more than others…
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Alexis woke up,this was the first day she was coming back to school from spring break and she did not want to wake up. She got up putting on her clothes,a bright green and black plaid skirt and black t-shirt with the words AVRIL LAVIGNE written in bold white letters across the chest. She was a pretty...reserved kid,open yet not open. Only her closets friends know how she really is. She put on her makeup,grabbed her bag and walked out the door,waiting for the...

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My story By Me. (No title yet)

posted by shadirby

This is all I have now, but I will add on more later. Just tell me what you think. I do enjoy ideas but please no mean comments.
Here:

She was sitting there. Tired, alone, and horrified. There was nothing to be scared of, people were around her, and there was nothing to be scared of. Why did she feel this way?
Stephanie Williams had always been a little bit off normal, but today she was going too far. She was screaming at the top of her lungs, at school. Any person who couldn’t see what she saw would think she was absolutely crazy. But, there are still seven other people...

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Point Of No Return Chapter 1

posted by Harrypotter148

“Yes” Bree said as she approached the Healer with her head down, she was in a dimly light church, there were up at the alter there faces stiff. She had just accepted a role that she told herself she never would. A role that would end her life but save others, a role she was forced to except. Something she knew she was going to regret, but she said yes, it was too late. She was to lead the Healers into battle, fight for the right reasons but win for the wrong. She wanted to save people, but all she would be doing is damning their souls, so why was she doing this? She had to, to keep Jared...

How To Train Your Vampire

posted by Buddy8fnj

I sat in the hospital, my mouth hanging open, unsure how to feel. My aunt and uncle, my abusive aunt and uncle, had been in a car accident due to drunk driving. I wanted to laugh, but i wanted to cry. They may not have been the nicest aunt and uncle, but they were my aunt and uncle and i loved them. Less than five minutes ago I had been told they were dead, and that the government would help find a new home for me until he was 18, when he would inheret his aunt and uncle's millions. My uncle had been an inventor until he retired at 56, having made enough money to be more than happy, but then...

just a little thing i wrote for class...reviews, anyone?

posted by ryans_love

Pride is a belief in myself (or someone else) that within me is something no one else has just like me. Pride can be a wonderful thing. My coaches are proud of me when I execute a move perfectly. I am proud of my efforts when I get the right answer to a test question. However, pride can have a negative connotation. If I am prideful of my singing talent or of my sports accomplishments, then I am not feeling the right kind of pride. Yes, I can be pleased with my abilities; but when I let it go to my head, then I am full of pride, just like Odysseus often was. By believing that I am the only person with that talent, I inflate my ego. I believe myself to be “the best of the best,” and this can damage my relationships with others. They would not want my company if the only things I spoke of were my own accomplishments.

My secret part 2

posted by lovepop

Meghan ran to the bus stop, where she saw Pompika. Thankfully Pompika looked at her politely and said “You know I saw Reg but ya know, how she’s jus’ across the street, she seems a lil’ mad!” Meghan thought for a second and thought ‘why lose Pompika?’ and said, “Geez I don’t know?” Now she wished she had told the truth, instead of lying. “Oh I wish ya did.” Pompika said. “Tsk-Tsk, bad grammar Pompi” said Meghan. “Sorry, fine I wish you did. There ya… you go” “Hhhmmm, nice save.” Meghan said. “Hey look, Reg’s a comin’” said Pompika. “Great that’s good… wait REG!!!” said Meghan. “What?” said Pompika. "nothing."