Writing Article: heart of the soilder

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posted by delta117

i awoke pain everywhere it felt like my skin was melting but yet i did not scream traing kicked in and i found my black armoar to any normal sentient bieng it would be like an anchor but i am not normal am i after that i grabbed my weapons the first was a set of 2 curved assian knifes curved and made for my hands second standard ar rifle it had no scope only sights all i needed to kill at 100 yards third a shotgun normal used in swat teams tactical 12 guage shot gun pump action forth 44mm glock i holousterd it and my knifes my knifes at arm length pistol on my hip then an explosion rocked my cell and soilders poured in i dispathed them with my a.r 5 dead hundreds to go i stepped outr my cell through the hole my enemy s made my radio head set in my helmet crackled to life " mac come in mack this is alpha team we are in poisition" i paused looked for any more targets and replied " copy that alpha team this is mac i am on my way any word frombeta or omega?" " beta's in poistion no word from alpha but stats says they're alive alpha team out" good know i could get my three teams out of this base and get back to the HQ. down a carfully polished corridor i searched for the enemy no sighn it was eerily quiet the only noises were the sound of my boots hitting thewaxed floor and my silent controled breathing that was bad.after three floors up i found some action i had switched to my shotgun for close combat. two teams of well trained soilders 2 sets of guns aimed at my head 2 easy. each team consitsted of five soilders so there wetre tenguns pointed at me i had a small windo w of 3 minutes to kill them or they would have help so i targetetd the first team i shot two of them dead an injured one there i shot the injurd one and got knocked on my back by a smg i lifted my pistol up as i fell and shot my shooter in his face he crumpled to the ground then the other was stuned a how i had killed his theam in four seconds i keep time on this stuff then i knocked him in the neck with the handel of my gun and he fell to the groungd he had a broken thacea and larenix instant death i reholstered my pistol and and picked up an anti-personal fragmentatin grenade from a dead soilderpulled the pin and threw it at team 2 it landed in the center and blosumed into a firey flower of shrapnel i pulled my pisol back out and checked the bodies one injure d1 shot in the head changed that all others dead in 7 seconds i was good

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Cullen-fan That was really good do you write alot?

harold This was a little hard to read at first, since there was hardly any punctuation at all, but by the end I was getting into it more. You might play with verb tense a bit more if you are going for the stream-of-consciousness writing; present tense and 1st person perspective work well together, particularly if you intend to spell words phonetically because the character wouldn't know any better. A good example of this (in my opinion) is the novel [u]Feersum Endjin[/u] - large parts are written in first person, present tense, from the perspective of a warrior who spells everything phonetically. I think moving into present tense would make the other stuff seem more intentional. I'm interested to see more, and particularly curious about the cause of the pain he feels in the beginning. I also like the humorous bits, like the aside "i keep time on this stuff" in the middle of the fight. Some suggestions: proofread after taking a break from writing the piece, so that you can view it with fresh eyes. The spelling may be intentional, and it works, but the words blending together "soilderpulled", "tenguns", "thewaxed" don't work as well for me. Also, you should check which team is talking to which team: "no word from alpha but stats says they're alive alpha team out" Whether or not you decide to switch it to present tense, it's got a lot of energy and it flows quickly. I'm interested to see where you go with it.

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Teen Life In America, The Great!

posted by Katiegirl

Home of the freely and Justified

On a cold, dreary evening
Sleep was improbable
Emerging from my bed
Like a delicate butterfly
Raindrops pouring on my smooth, darkened window.
Pondering miraculous thoughts
About being a teen in America

Freedom to express myself as an individual
I want to relinquish my profound story
Being a teenager with freedom is
Hopeful
Rewarding
Honorable
Desirable

The past is behind me, the future is just beyond my grasp

Learning to be flawless through life's experiences

Having the pleasure to persue my ambitious talent

Being a teen in America simply is my stepping
stone to future greatness.

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A new world-chapter one: Gone draft

posted by liissaaxx

The only sound that could be heard in the large hospital of Melbourne was the continuous beeps from the room in which Jamie's daughter lay.

The white walls and the bright yellow lights were too much for Jamie too take and the question which he dreaded to ask himself filled his head. First of all why is my precious Stephanie in here? Nothings wrong with her she stayed at Ashley's all weekend. What could have happened? and secondly why hasn't that receptionist stopped staring at me. She hasn't looked away since i sat down.
Jamie looked down at his watch, it was eight in the morning. He had been...

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Huntress

posted by Cutebutcrazy--

My name is Gennive Mason.
I am 13 years old.
And oh yeah. I'm the last vampirehunter alive.
You pobally think it's so cool. " Oh yeah she's the last vampire hunter alve. You must be everyones hero." Wrong. No one and I repeat no one can know about me or vampires or warer wolves or shape- shifters or witches. You see it goes against code. The sacred code of all night creatures even I have to fallow it or I'm dead. By law it says if a vampire hunter tells anyone about the night creatuures they send some one then it's bye-bye hunter. Lovley isn't it. I find it kinda ironic. My job is to find and...

Lost Memories Part 3

posted by dragonwriter

I awoke a couple of hours later. I looked around for the old man but he was nowhere ti be found. I got out of the bed and starting walking to the front door to see if he went outside. When I opened the door there was nothing but black. When I turned back around he was standing there.
"Where were you going? You need your rest so go back and lay down." He went to grab my arm to lead me back to the bed but I pulled away. "My name is Shaun so stop calling me boy old man. I don't need to lay down, I need to go." As I turned back to the door he grabbed my arm. "Go where? You have nowhere to go....

The bridge in the park

posted by inexplicable

I ran against the wind which came contrary to me.
I ran against the wind which approached me till I adhered to the parapet panting. Hardly anybody was more in the park although it was rather warmly and still not at all so dark. The sun just set and the water under me turned orange-red now. I needed a while, before I came to the quiet, then I did not bear it any more and the tears forced her way. I knew that she lied. I knew that this not corresponded to the truth what she had said to me. I did not have any proof for it but I could feel that there was something wrong. I did not want any more....

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Honeymoon With My Brother interview with Franz Wisner and Kurt Wisner

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100 Candles

posted by teamphantom

I’ll never forget the day I had encountered a ghosts with my best friends. And I will be happy to share that story with you.
It was August 20th exactly one week before the start of middle school. My best friend Alex and I sat outside on the curb and ate our half melted strawberry ice cream on a cone. It must’ve been 95 degrees outside because we could feel our sweet dripping off our faces. We didn’t say much because the calefaction made us not want to be social. We sat there in silence and licked our ice cream.
“What do you think middle school will be like, Collin?” Alex broke the...

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Peaceful composition

added by harold

Source: Brigham Young University

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Into The Ocean

posted by RainSoul

What do you do when the gray waves roll over your head, and your body is too weak to swim ashore. Do you panic and scream and try anyway to break the surface of the water? Do you silently cry and pray and tell your loved ones you love them one more time. Or because you know it's futile to fight submit to the lulling cold darkness kissing at your eyelids? Do you let the salty seawater drain into your lungs and choke to death's waiting arms?

Or do you float to the surface and wait for the storm to pass and sunlight to pierce your shivering mass of a body?.. You choose wisely.. You wake up in a...

Monologue

posted by xoxpoisonxox

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...

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Let's play What's The Word? game

posted by ZekiYuro

Here are the definitions of the words.Read and guess what they are before reading the right answers I write below.

1.It's a person who works in a restaurant,takes the food from the kitchen to the tables.
2.It's a place where you go when you want to buy something.It's a very big shop where you can buy anything.
3.It's a thing which you use to talk.It's a kind of machine,it's very small and nearly everybody has one nowadays.
4.It's an adjective.It's the opposite of fat,but means thin and acttractive.
5.It's an adjective again.It's how you feel when you have a lot of things to do but you don't have...

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Character Names!!!!

posted by breebree446

To think, most of my character names come from a thrift store baby book!

Baby Name Books!

My #1 resource is the baby name book I bought from a thrift store. It's a lifesaver! Not only does it have over 5,000 names but origins, boy and girl names, and alternate spelling. But, if you can't get a hold of a baby name book there's always...

Name Websites!

Just as good and pretty much the same thing. They have access to millions of names online! One website I find really useful;

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Symbolic Names!

Often, writers give thier characters a name that has a certain meaning. For instance, one of my characters is named Roni. Which is short for Veronica....

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Dogs

posted by Spotty_Vision21

I shouldn’t have shot the dog. I definitely shouldn’t have shot the dog. Even if he did chew upon my prized drumsticks, and feast upon my freshly-baked brownies. The little white-and-brown terror, Mickey, belonged to my neighbor. My neighbor, an 87-year-old chain-smoker named Mary, rarely left the confines of her living room. She sat, day in and day out, as her precious mutts wreaked havoc about the neighborhood.
You can see it! My house, the little beasts have chewed upon everything their gnashing, tiny, sharp little teeth could find. I did my best to keep them out, but the little bastards...

Too Soon For The End (4)

posted by fanfangirlfan

As I try to think of something, anything to say to him now, I recall the first time I saw Sam outside of school.
It was about a year ago. Tyler was at my house playing with Jen. It was late and they both needed to be put to bed. Their tiredness only resulted in them fighting. I eventually put them on time-outs until Tyler’s uncle showed up. Or I thought it would be his uncle. It turned out to be Sam. I opened the door when he knocked and was a little thrown to see him. I recognized him from school, but only as the quiet boy I’d never talked to. His hair was wet as if he’d just showered...

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Teens of Warfare

posted by Hades332

SURGE

Surge, a moderately tall teenager wearing an open red shirt, stood in the middle of what was once New York’s Time Square. At first, second, and possibly even third glance Surge did not look like the kind you would want to have a conversation with. He had a strange looking tattoo that adorned his chest like a necklace. His muscles were toned, and his hair was an unkempt blonde. None of this was what would have frightened someone though. What frightened people were the claws strapped to his wrists. They came to sharp, slightly curved, points that dripped with blood.
Surge stood now amongst...

Coach

posted by StarsGoBlue

Coach

Chapter 1: From a Table Away

Kids, you know your Uncle Barney; Scotch, money and women. Those three words pretty much summed up his life. He couldn't ask for a better life. Little did he know, he was about to get a rude awakening. You see, he had grown accustomed to this cycle, a carousel, if you will. It spun round and round until his life was completely changed by..."The Coach".

An unforgiving canopy of charcoal clouds hung above New York. They seemed detrimental; yearning to release their stockhold of transparent liquid. Rain. That's all it had done for the past week, rain. It...