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posted by MissMuffin38
Daniel stepped onto the streets ahead of him, packed with different families doing their regular thing. One of the families Daniel knew. A familiar face stepped out of the car - his best friend Jonathan. Jonathan's mother caught a glimpse of Daniel in the corner of her eye. She turned round with a smile on her face. "Hello Daniel! How are you today?"
"I'm fine thanks, how about you?" Daniel answered politely. "I'm very good thank you. I suppose you'll be wanting to see Jonathan?" she asked him.
"Er, yes please." He walked over to greet Jonathan.

"How are you Dan?" Jonathan asked. "Your mother...
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posted by rebaj2010
Chapter 4

I walked into Damion Sal High School right before the bell rang. I grabbed my paper work from the women working at the front desk. The bell rang above my head and soon the halls were overflowing with students. I pushed my way through, getting shocked stares. I finally made it to the front door and push through them.
People were already outside already, talking and laughing. One boy had a girl in an embrace for a short second and when the girl he was hugging turned at walked away he looked over his shoulder and took hold of a brown haired girls hand a strodded away.
There were boys...
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posted by Cullens4eva
i walked to homeroom in a daze. still thinking what i had done or said wrong. when faye, evie and josie caught up with me. then they loaded me with questions.

"Whats their names?"
"Why did they walk off?"
"whats that girls problem?"
"Do you think he would go out with any of us?"

i was at the door to class. so i turned to them and answered.

"their names are penelope and john. i dont know why they walked off john just dragged her away. the girl hasnt got a problem john has. and i couldnt care less if he wanted to go out with any of us." then i spun on my heel and entered the class. i threw my books...
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posted by ellie_bellie135
Anger

I’m Furious
But words can’t describe what I’m feeling now.
The sheer frustration cuts through me like a blunt knife, too cowardly to take it’s annoyance to the next level.
It stays, inkling away at me, making me feel more hopeless every second.
Hopeless, because the more this white anger burns away at me the more I want to hurt something.
But the more I destroy, the more they seem to mock me.
I beat my face as hard as I can, but I have been numbed by my rage.
I run outside and scream as loud as I can. I curse. Words have failed me. I am at the mercy of filth.
I look for things to ruin....
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posted by Cullens4eva
I was sitting their next to the ocean. Did i really want to do this? Kill myself? I sat wondering, i loved them too much, more than my own father. He'd destroyed my life in so many ways for once i was happy and he had to ruin it.
-----------(3 months earlier)------------------
I skipped down the stairs into the kitchen, banging on Katie and Sam's doors on the way. It was the first day of term, and i hadnt seen Josie, Faye and Evie in soooooo long. The six weeks had been lovely dad had taken us to Paris for 4 weeks. it was lovely exploring the city and the country. but id missed my friends too...
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posted by Cullens4eva
Love you forever is about a girl who lives in a town, and has a few friends, she is every teachers "Perfect Student". A new boy and his sister move to town, and they fall in love. her father doesnt approve of the boy. the girl and boy plan to run away 2gether with his sister and her boyfriend. but her father makes her move towns. she is forced 2 go 2 a all girls school, she is lost and alone, so she turns 2 suicide. the boy and his sister find her and they take her out of school and run away 2gether and promise to love each other forever. but her father finds out and shoots the boy, the girl is in pain and so is his sister so they run away from their lives and live new ones, under false identities, until her father finds her and kills both of them. (btw the father is crazy)

ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, or does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
posted by Sylar-Gray
i am PLANNING on writting a series of books. this is the prolog of the first book that kinda starts in the middle of the story. later in the series is the prequal on how Hayden meets Griffin...please read and comment on how you like it. thank you

Prolog
One sentence descries my life. In love with a Vampire. Now this may seem like the typical “girl falls in love with Vampire and live happily ever after” type of thing but that would be the wrong way of putting it. Its more like “girl falls in love with a Vampire and her life goes all screwy and she ends up in an alternate Universe.” type...
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posted by KatiiCullen94
OK!!! I KNOW THAT FOR SOME WHO WATCH SKINS THIS IS INSPIRED BY NAOMI AND EMILY BUT IM CHANGING SOME THINGS!!





"Skyla! are you coming or not!" Gigi caught me in my glance.
her arm caught a good grasp on my and i felt her strong tugs, but i just diddnt move.
"Skyla! come on you little Durry!" And as usuall her little mouth in used in every emotion. If Gigi haddnt of been my twin and i haddnt of loved her, i would fiecy hate her,and outsiders do.

i was distracted, i diddnt want to move from my view. She was beautiful! The new girl. Kristen.
"Hello!!! staring at old Jekins ayee? if i dont say so...
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posted by EmoKidSteven
im so sick.
im sick of everything about you.
i hate what you say,
what you do,
everything.
it sets off some spark,
that just angers me inside and out.
im so sick.
im sick of your laugh,
your smile,
your eyes,
everything.
i hate how you talk to me,
how you treat me,
what you think of me as.
im not your toy,
im not your anything.
i dont belong to you,
im not a possession.
im just me.
and im so sick.
sick of everything in this godforsaken world.
especially you.
and i dont want to be something
that hates and is sick
of everything.
im just sick of you.
and honestly...
i dont want to be with you
anymore.
im so sick.
posted by EmoKidSteven
i cant take any more
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
fire spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget you even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
or even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real or not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get you out of my mind.
even if i die...
posted by Karartegirl99
Once upon a time There was a girl named Abby. She loved to talk. Her teachers eventually stopped calling on her.

One day, she talked during a fire while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the search for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang stole five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.

Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.

So she was home schooled.

But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they lost their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.

So they duct-taped her mouth shut.

THE END
posted by Free_Spirit
Me: okay this is a short story i came up with. I know its a little bit drepressing but i was in a really bad mood. PLEASE TELL Me WHAT YOU THINK. Sorry i pu that in caps cause people will notice it better. Okay enjoy

I start as the rain begins to fall. Great i thought darkly. I didn't like the rain, i always thought it emphasised how bad this world really is. I waited impatiently for class to end. The class was playing soccer and the other kids seemed to love the rain while playing. I didn't join in, i wasn't apart of that group.

I sighed in relief when i heard the bell signal the end of class....
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posted by hgfan5602
As I grow to think about it more and more, and understand it more and more, I see that, as the saying goes, life is like a game of chess. But I have made my own saying up, which seems more true to me. Life is like a venture into the unknown. You never know what might await you next, more dangers, or even happy successes. But one thing is for certain, you cannot always be happy, or always be depressed. Life is like a mountain. You climb it, face all the challenges life brings you. You dump and break up, you win and make up. Things happen. You can't control it most of the time. So never blame yourself for bad things that happened to you in life. Life gets confusing a lot. But I still strive to reach my goals. Without goals, I would be like a broken-winged bird that could not fly. I would be aimless. I would not become better, build my character. Life is like a venture into the unknown, and I believe that to be true. So true.
I stand here looking at your emotionless, cold face from across this empty field. Behind me stand my most beloved people of all the world besides you with me. I can hear them breathing nervously along with mines, as I take slow, steady steps towards you. Our breaths get more nervous as I near you. However your piercing stare will not scare me, even if this act will be the last thing I do. With each step I try to remember through hazy memories what went wrong.

Only weeks ago you were a bubbly, lively, cheerful and friendly girl who wanted to have fun. Along with me, we were unstoppable, nothing...
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posted by sweetpea92
CHAPTER TWO
    “Ok well the whole not kicking me thing is definite progress!” I said the uncomfortable silence was killing me. His midnight blue eyes for once showed something, I couldn’t tell if it was surprise or anger, though it was probably anger. That seemed to be a common theme with him. He walked over to me and I noticed that his feet still didn’t make a sound as they brushed against the dry ground.
    “Ok,” He said, “what gave you the idea that I’m still human?” I rolled my eyes as I brought them up to meet his. “Well for...
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posted by blossomyumyum
I know I asked for too much before
I know I deserved for you to walk out the door
But you didn’t need to give it away
I promise you I’ll give it a try

You don’t have to buy my love
You don’t need to give so much
I know I asked for a lot, never seemed satisfied
The word want makes me needy
Cause you don’t have to buy my love

Wants have become a trigger
I’ll put your white string around my finger
Shouldn’t have asked
I never should’ve asked

You shouldn’t be buying love,
Don’t give it all away to me
I hope you finally see
That wanting from you makes me feel
You shouldn’t buy my love
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posted by blossomyumyum
Dear Noel,
I wish you were still here. At times I go back to when we were little- we loved to eat Push Pop Ice Cream and played in the pool every day at summer. You were my best friend….. But we were like sisters, playing house with my little brother. Your grandmother got along with my grandmother, too- they talked to each other, and life seemed to be so easy. But then we parted by moving away. I still thought of you every day, and every night I worried that something would happen to you. But now, you’ve left us all, and gone on to a place only you and your sister know about, along with...
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