True Writers Club
registrarse
Fanpop
New Post
Explore Fanpop
 Thinking of Someone Special (ME)
foto
writers
true writers
poems
pictures
art
poesía
songs
authors
posted by E-Scope90
One of my songs I wrote.

Luv is stronger than a whole red brick wall
Luv is stranger than a bird 9000 feet tall
When tu compare a object with love
You'll see it will never fit on like a glove
With amor you'll see big consequences
But you'll never ever finish your sentence
amor is really just too much stress for some
I think their crazy why look so glum
People just don't believe in love
But they always have to push everyone and shove
amor is wrong
amor is not
amor is right
amor is tight
amor is strange
amor can change
In a range
That's why I'm canto this song
posted by alicia386
Dear Sam,
You wouldn't believe what it is like in the big city. I am so glad I got this job offer. If it wasn't for your persuasion skills, I would be stuck grieving over you.

When I got to the theatre, my first job was to ask the actors if everything was okay and if they needed anything. I saw Hilary Duff. She was playing the supporting role. She wanted my opinion on her costume. She wanted MY opinion.

My boss was a bit mean. He is controlling and obssessed with play. He wrote it himself. He can even get annoying but I stuck with him for the money.

Remember when tu seaid tu wanted to be a directior...
continue reading...
posted by vivalasadie
Around this time last year, the whole club was buzzing.
Absolutely bursting at its seams with wonderful escritura and magnificent people.
People who inspired me to become better with my writing.
People who taught me how to hold myself higher, and not let other people bring me down, including myself.
People who supported me, even though we barely even knew each other.
People who were delighted to see that I was online and posting writing, even though it was so incredibly un-entertaining and pointless.
People who were practically family.


May I just ask, why did we all have to leave our family behind?


At...
continue reading...
posted by Max277
Chapter 1

"No! Not por yourself Luke Hissed at me." I had a partner, who was very protective over me." I'm just going to sneak in. All open the gates as soon as I get in I say." I look at Luke. " she'll be good. Were fine Luke Jake says." Luke bits his lip. " Okay but be careful Luke says." I smile. " this isn't my first ride cowboy I tease." He grins." Ha ha funny." Jackson taps my shoulder and points down below. A heno, hay cart. Perfect. I check my area, and make a run for it. The gang (thats what I call my little group) keeps an eye out while I am running twords the heno, hay cart. I dive into the cart....
continue reading...
posted by dragonsmemory
To celebrate my triumphant return to True Writers, I'll be sharing some super-exclusive content with all of you. Anyone that's known me from before knows that I don't share this info lightly. This little snippet is your first look at the exciting events I have planned for the summer.

-"The Tail of the Royal Line". A little conspiracy I recently discovered among my notes. Worth a read for anyone who likes twisted plots.

-I will be revealing the mesa, tabla of contents for all three Shadow Trilogy libros in mid-August

-"Harry Potter and the Seven Horcruxes," a sixty-three chapter fanfic, will debut towardsthe end of the month. Fair warning: there's más chapters planned.

This was just a small sample of my plans for the coming weeks. I do realize that I've been gone a long time, but I hope this new content will soften theblows aimed in my direction.




With love,
The Ever-Present Jo
cuervo washed quickly and thoroughly, making sure to scrub the dirt off of his clothing as well. When he was done bathing he dried himself, dressed in still-damp clothes, and slipped out of the washing room. As he made his way towards the kitchen, he heard voices coming from it; Dina’s voice, warm and friendly, and then someone else speaking, a female whose voice cuervo did not recognize.
    “…did look a bit wild when I first saw him,” Dina was saying, “but I’m sure now that he’s washed up he looks much better. Though I daresay he’ll still need some sleep and...
continue reading...
posted by AlOoOosh
I know tu got to go
But, no I can’t let tu go now
You are the reason why I’m alive
You are the reason why I am existed
I’m breaking every night
While tu are sleeping in your bed
Take my hand and lets go
I am bleeding …
I am bleeding…
And I need tu to stay
Let me see the sorrows
that are kept deep inside of you
I want tu to explode
Show me that monster
Cry…disappoint me
And let me scream
…………
I still can’t find the right way
You’ve driven me here
And now tu are fading
No…you won’t disappear again
I can’t believe I found you
I’ve taken everything from you
Now tu are very poor!!...
continue reading...
posted by AlOoOosh
I don’t amor you….
But I want to be with you…
I admire you..
I adore you..
I don’t amor you..
I only want to stay with you…
I want to follow you..
To hell ……to heaven ….as long as I am with you..
About the whole world I don’t care…
As long as I am with you..
I am always thinking of you..
I am not worried about you..
I am worried about my future ….about my life..(about my whole world )…without you………
I don’t amor you..
But I loved dreaming with you…
I don’t amor you..
but I am seguro with tu …
And I want to hold you
I don’t amor you…
So…..do tu amor me?
I don’t hate tu …
But please tell me..
Who am I?
And who are you???
posted by 1999jacko
Children gather round, gather round. I will tell tu all a brilliant story, no quiet and i will begin.
This story, my children, is about two young boys-one called john who had big burly muscles and Padraig who had long brown hair that covered one eye and a big build- who had no one but each other, both their parents had died when they were babies. None of their family wanted them, they were neglected por their own kin. por the time they were 13 they had been to so many foster homes that never had any time to make any friends. Trouble makers they were no one you'd like to hang around, they did...
continue reading...
posted by alicia386
"That doesn't change a thing," I dicho as Jason's strong arms fell por his side instead of wrapped around me. "Since when do tu follow the rules. tu never listen to your dad o anyone for that matter."

"But this is different," whispered Jason. "I can't handle seeing tu sent away, Felicia."

"I would rather be sent away than for tu to ignore me!"

"It is for the better," he whispered. He would not meet my eyes and I knew why. He would collapse if he saw even the slightest bit of hurt in my eyes.

I ran away from him and to the safety of my house. I ran and ran as he called my name. Each time my name...
continue reading...
posted by alicia386
Friday

I cried last night and this morning. If tu think that is crazy then obviously tu haven't felt the pain of losing a friend. It stings like a bee, no, worst than a bee because this dying won't go away. Velvet went camping with a few of her friends so she won't be back until Saturday. Can tu believe this? Everyone has friends but me. L. J stopped calling. I bet he is surfing o doing something with his friends. Kyle vanished into thin air because I have haven't see him since the last día of school. My friends are ignoring me because of what I dicho in my blog. It is my blog! I can say...
continue reading...
posted by alicia386
Monday

Hazel and Tammie have finally made up. Thank god. Nothing is fun when those two our at each others throats. I think Tammie has some serious issues though. When Hazel told her that she will miss her because Tammie is going to Brunswick High while the rest of us are going to Glynn Academy for high school. Tammie dicho that she won't miss us because she is going to make some new friends at Brunswick High. That was cold. Hazel was obviously hurt por the comment. I don't get why Tammie would say something like that? I think Tammie is upset that we will be leaving her while she goes to a different...
continue reading...
posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 1

"Where am I?" Nick dicho as he looked around the strange area. Then he suddenly heard some sort of alien language from outside. Nick went and looked and heard everything they said. "What are they saying?" Nick wondered.

Suddenly, two female aliens walked into his room.

"Who are you???" Nick asked as they grabbed him and put him on a collar and leash.

"Who's a good boy?" One of the alien girls cooed as the other tickled my chin.

"Um..." Nick dicho as he started to blush a deep red.

"Come on. The girls are waiting." One of the alien girls told Nick as he had to walk with them, Nick still being...
continue reading...
added by alicia386
Dave Days
video
escritura
songs
entertainment
creation
libros
upcoming book
youtube
posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 1

Leo was a 15 año old boy who loved plants went to see the new private garden. He had jet black hair and brown eyes.

"This place is amazing...i can't wait to see all the plants i inherited!" Leo thought to himself as he saw the old groundskeeper.

"There are rumors that there is a ghost that cries in the gardens..." The Groundskeeper told Leo.

"Ghosts don't exist" Leo dicho as he just walked away.

Leo kept walking deeper in the garden and heard some crying.

"Maybe that guy was right..." Leo thought as he kept walking down the path.

Leo just kept walking towards the crying he was curious about...
continue reading...
posted by BlondLionEzel
Prologue

Once upon a time, there was a large garden that was owned por a great wizard, Hoo Doo. There were Beets, rosas of every color, Carrots, Cabbages, Lettuce, Orchids, Lilly Pads, Venus Flycatchers, Grapes, Mustard Plants, Apples, Peaches, Avocados, Cactus, Ferns, cacao Trees, Vanilla Beans, and Sweet Peas.

But there was only one problem: Hoo Doo let no one come in, but there was only one girl who came in out of curiosity.

Her name was Rose, she was 14, had red hair, green eyes, and freckles all over her pale face.

"This garden is beautiful!" Rose dicho in a very cheerful mood, she was very...
continue reading...
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?”

(Says it's too short so... blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa okay thank you)
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...
continue reading...
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...
continue reading...
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...
continue reading...