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Twera, the mind-toucher from Hope in the Strangest Places.
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posted by 1999jacko
present day

Ron was at his new school ready for PE, everyone else was mucking around, throwing spitballs at each other o still getting changed when the teacher walked in. His large physique intimidating anyone he came into contact with, luckily enough he only came into contact with people when he was drunk at the local pub, Ron had discovered that por hacking into the police records last week and searching for any of his teachers, when he came across this one with 8 offences for beating up 5 policemen and 3 civilians simply, as he stated it, for the fun of it. Anyway back to our story, the teacher,...
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posted by alicia386
Horror: Ghost Story


Chapter Eleven

NOT REALIZING WHAT I HAD WHEN tu WERE WITH ME. -Emma

      I won't even describe how traveling through realms made me feel. I felt queasy and disoriented. I am pretty sure they had to knock me out to keep me from screaming because after a while all I saw where arco iris colored stars and complete blackness. I hated it. The only thing that kept me from killing them both was the thought of Zoe. If it was tue that thy had her here then I couldn't wait to see her. We may fight but I still amor her. 
      We landed in what seemed like a penthouse. The manila...
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 22
    Dead end o a breakthrough?
    “What?” Cadence asked for the umpteenth time, and I gave him an exasperated look.
    “Again?    Seriously Cadence, your supposed to be the one actually paying attention?” I say, frustrated.
    Cadence flashed me a wicked smile. “Age is a number cupcake, I’m not that boring.”
    I surpressed my smile as I told him and Jess everything that happened again.
    “So,” Jess dicho after I was finished...
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posted by hgfan5602
Look through the one-way glass,
The other side's covered in dust
tu can only see ahead
But not back again...

There's no time for disappointment
No time to look back and cry
We gotta go ahead and see to the future
Cuz there's so much más to be done then

Look to the future
We will see ahead
Nobody's gonna wipe up the other side
tu can't look back now, just see to the future

The future's so much más important than the past
So why weep over the memories?
Just plan ahead for the future
And tu will find it's worth it

The one-way glass
Is a wonderful thing to have
And it helps tu to stop worrying over your troubles,
To go ahead and shoot for the future

We will not look back to the past
Cuz it's covered in dust, no one can see through
Just go ahead and look to the future
The clear future that everyone sees
posted by alicia386
Chapter 3: tu Just Couldn't Resist

      Faye, Marco, and Trina, Faye's mom, were all situated on the couch. Faye had arrived 30 minutos hace to find her mom and Marco making out in the kitchen. They didn't even acknowledged that Faye had strolled in until she said, "Hey, I'm home!" When they finally noticed her, Trina dicho for her to sit on the couch. They had something big to tell her. 
      Faye sat in between Trina and Marco. "Okay, here goes. Marco is your father." Trina dicho as she shifted uncomfortably. She was a petite woman and didn't take up much el espacio but Faye felt suffocated...
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Chapter 21
    The opposite of her
    I remember how it used to feel when I didn’t seem to matter. It was always Dorothy this, o Dorothy that, and I was always left out o ignored. I remember having to shout to get people to look at me, and then they’d be all like ‘oh, I’m so sorry, didn’t see you’.
    I remember what it was like when I didn’t like my sister, o at least, not much as I did when we grew closer. I adored her in the few years before she died, but there was a time that I didn’t want to be just like her....
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