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posted by sadiebugz00
7
WHY?
Carter’s Perspective


Veronica just saved my life. Veronica just saved ME from being killed. It just didn’t seem possible… I thought she hated me, despised me, loathed me.
Why would she save me? Why would she risk her life? For me? I can’t even see her risking her life on Mark, her own brother!
Would she even consider that? I doubt it. So why for me?
I go to sleep, with the questioning echoing throughout my head, “Why?”

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posted by sadiebugz00
6
STUPID LITTLE MUTT
Veronica’s Perspective


Sometimes I look at the mutt and wonder how the rest of the pack even suspects he’s a coyote. Once I tried to convince Mark, but he was like, ‘Ha ha! Good joke, sis. tu only wish that because tu think he’s más powerful than you!’ He’s a real moron sometimes. There’s no way that anyone could be más powerful than me! Besides Luke, of course. Luke scares even me sometimes.
I walked over to a cactus where I could get some water when I see something …peculiar in the distance. I saw two shapes. One was struggling… the other appeared to...
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posted by sadiebugz00
5
VERONICA
Carter’s Perspective


As I’m walking with the pack, I instantly realize there is a clear leader. Veronica. She was más than your average coyote. She actually had reddish-brown pelaje, piel instead of the generic gray-brown. She still had the piercing yellow eyes that coyotes are known for, but hers made tu feel like she was staring straight into your soul… She made it clear she was the leader, too. She in fact came straight up to me and told me, “Hey! Newbie. I’m the leader of this pack, okay? Ain’t ever gonna become some fancy-shmancy leader.”
It was pretty clear if tu ask me....
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posted by sadiebugz00
4
SAY WHAT NOW?
Derek’s Perspective


I drive up to my house and open up the front door quietly just in case Jess was taking a nap. She was not, I repeat, not taking a nap.
I walk in to find my girlfriend, the one that dicho she knew the best for me and would never cheat on me, was sitting there siguiente to Landon. My best friend! She kept on trying to get closer to him, but good ol’ Landon kept pushing her away. “Come on!!” she was whining, “You know tu wanna snuggle!”
“No. I absolutely don’t want to ‘snuggle’,” he replied, I could see horror on his face as he kept backing away...
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posted by sadiebugz00
3
WHAT TO DO?
Carter’s Perspective


No matter how shocking, yes, we perros can think. Gasps galore, I know. Anyways, I sat there, somehow knowing that we weren’t playing hide-and-go –seek in this… place. I decided to get out of the road as I had realized that I was in the middle of the lane.
I faltered for a second, wondering if I should stay there just in case Derek was to come back. I finally decided there was no chance that he would be coming back. I wander out into the desert a bit, and then I looked back at the way that I had come from. I realized I couldn’t see the road anymore. Great…....
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posted by sadiebugz00
2
ROAD TRIP
Derek’s Perspective


A while later I call Jesse over so we could discuss Carter’s situation.
Jesse is quite attractive; she has ocean-blue eyes and long, flowy, bleached blonde hair, and looks much like a Barbie. However, she can be very fickle, so if I use the correct wording I could be able to keep Carter. But if she’s in one of her “moods” there’s no way on Earth that I’ll be able to keep him.
I hear a pounding hard knocking on my door.
Great… I think. She’s in a “mood”. I hurtle towards the door to keep her from waiting. She grimaces at Carter once she sees...
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posted by sadiebugz00
1
TORN
Derek’s Perspective


I look down at the little rascal, soundly sleeping on the floor. I look around my extremely messy room with dirty clothes all over the floor. Carter happens to be sleeping on a few shirts of mine. My eggshell colored walls, which used to be white, are clearly covered in grime. There is a strong stench of wet dog, pizza, and some kind of rotting comida from underneath my bed. What a decision… I think to myself. I can’t believe that Jesse is making me get rid of him… I bend down to get Bailey, Carter’s old stuffed rabbit, so I can keep SOMETHING of his to remind...
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posted by kyran12
CHAPTER 1

when cringe woke up all he could see was a crouched figure in the dark. As he watched, the figure slowly rose to its feet and walked away. Cringe was confused, he could remember getting up this morning and going to school and then... and then...... Nothing.

the siguiente día the figure was back but this time he wasn't alone. there was a child standing siguiente to him. as cringe started to get up a voice came from the child, but it was different, it was an adults voice. "who are you?" the voice was deep and almost metallic.
"who wants to know" cringe was known for his sarcasm at school but it...
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posted by alicia386
"Oh god," groaned Luca Edgewood. He glanced at his watch,. It was already past 8am. He dropped his skateboard, got on it, and rode away down the busy streets of Brunswick.

"Be careful today!" His mother shouted at him through the screen door, but he was to far to hear her warning. Lucas's mom was very suoerstitious woman who believed in witches, ghosts other supernatural creatures. Luca thought all of this happened when his dad left.

Luca pushed back hard as he could with his right foot. He was already late. With all of his focus, he was barely able to dodge pedestrians, seeding cars, and occasionally,...
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NIGHTFALL: A NOVEL por AXEL MCCORMICK
Copyright: 2013

CHAPTER ONE:
CRYSTAL FALLS, MICHIGAN
FEBRUARY, 1850

The año is 1850. My name is Ashley Garland; I live in the small town of Crystal Falls, on the west coast of the United States. At the moment, I am being hunted, por what I do not currently know. All I know at present about my foe is that I fear for my life. In fact this whole ordeal has been about a week in the making. About a week ago, the people of Crystal Falls were gathered in the town hall, when a man suddenly began pounding on the door, pleading for help. After some of the citizens finally...
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posted by CatiePotter
"What happened?" I questioned myself as I got up. I was in my bed; how did I get there? I looked around my small bedroom. The house was scilent, the usual voices of my mother making breakfast was not there. There was no smell of panqueques, tortitas o coffee as the usual breakfast was.

I looked across my cama to the stand with my alarm clock. 5 o'clock in the morning."Odd they should be up por now" I wondered.

There was a bang downstairs, like the car grauge door." What are they doing?"I asked myself. I stretched as I headed downstairs to the kitchen. As I krept down further there was más noises coming...
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Prologue

The sun is just minutos from rising and the night is growing lighter. An alter made entirely of blue marble, jade, and amethyst is illuminated. Two tiny bebés lie on parte superior, arriba writhing and screaming in discomfort. They are naked, only a few days old and the chill of the stone slowly seeping into their bones will surely kill them. The larger of the two will not stop screaming while her twin just sobs quietly.
Their frail mother stands a few feet away determined to finish what she came here to do but her eyes are bloodshot and red raw from her constant tears. But she is not alone. Her husband...
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posted by juliet98
In the año 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied por a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone lost trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It dicho that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in...
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posted by Weasel1999
V The Bedroom
When Ember finally found a bedroom it was well worth the wait. A gorgeous raised four poster filled the centre of the room. The hangings were made up of crimson and indigo velvet square patches and the wood was jet black with intricate carvings of dragons, princesses and magical palaces climbing up and down the posts. The bedclothes were of dusky rosado, rosa silk and embroidered with beautiful jewels of the most wonderful colours imaginable. Reds and purples green and blues, they shone and sparkled dazzling in splendour.
The walls were hung with beautiful portraits, satin scarfs and tapestries...
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posted by CatiePotter
"I'm not small, I'm as tall as tu James!!!" I scowled.

James is the only one who also feels the same way I do about this dirty, loud school. He has dirty blonde hair(darker than mine) and smoulder golden eyes. He is a bit lanky but is very athletic, his long legs help him with his hard core track. He is probably the only person I can act naturally around. Especially when there is no Nick making me totally self conscience.

"Your smaller than Mr. Bova." He stated as he droped the book he had in his hands from his face.

"By height o por wieght?." I snickered at him. My música teacher is obese, very...
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posted by Weasel1999
IV The Bathroom
Ember had been wandering aimlessly around the endless corridors and baffling twists and turns when she saw how dark it was getting outside. She would have checked her watch if she had one, but she didn’t so she hazarded a guess at it being about 10, 11 o’clock. She was exhausted and needed to find somewhere to sleep.
But first she wanted to take a shower. She hadn’t washed since she arrived at the mansion and it showed. Her soft skin which was normally a delicate pale porcelana was now covered with a light layer of grime.
She had changed a lot since the fire. Her hair which...
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posted by alicia386
If i never fall in love, then i will never have a broken heart. This was my Lema fo rmost of my life. I followed it faithfully utnil not. I think that i broke the only rule that i ever had.

It was summertime; I was forced to go on fthe family vacation to London. I wanted to stay inicial and quietly work on my novel. My Aunt Tracey, however, persuaded me into going.

I had the pleasure of riding with my cousin, Louis, and her five hcildren. Two of her kids were barely on. Imagine my joy once I found out the arrangements.

London was a sight ot see. The marvelous structures and exotic people made me...
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posted by edwardsca
        I was sitting at my escritorio at school, escritura my navidad list. It was hard to think of más than three things, so I wrote down a gift card to itunes, some movies, and a new pair of nike shoes. I'm trying to think of something, and my teacher dicho "Emily it wouldn't be wise to ask for money for a present". When I went inicial I was still thinking about my navidad list, but then my little sister came up to my face "Sissy, sissy, tu should ask for a super big princess kit'. Then cena came, we had roasted chicken. My older brother Eric was bragging...
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posted by CatiePotter
I hate school. I really hate it.Not because of the homework, o the tests, o the Gym classes. Its because he's there, like a ghost in the graveyard, he is the phantom of my dreams.

It started in the 6th grade when he finally told me that he liked me. Don't get me wrong, i like him..... ok I amor him, he is the dashing prince in my fantascies. But i was freaking out, we were really good friends and i really did not want to ruin things por breaking up. But it was want I always wanted right? Well in the mist of things I may have dicho no...... It was a huge mastake!!! it practally ruined our whole friendship!!!!! Now we don't talk anymore, we just never made it past the awkwardness. Now the moment stalks my dreams. It replays over and over again. Even now in 8th grade I still have those dreams. But we moved on! Its over! Done!
III The Library
The siguiente room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on parte superior, arriba of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of libros were piled right up to the parte superior, arriba and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved lectura and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole biblioteca full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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