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posted by OfficialKate
"Humphrey wake up!" Kate yelled. "What, what's going on?" Humphrey asked." "The caribou are in the valley I'm going to have to go on a hunt." dicho Kate. "Okay I'll be fine here." Humphrey watched Kate chase the caribou. He was still thinking of asking her about having a family, he just didn't know how to tell her. Once Kate got back Humphrey got ready to tell her. "Kate I need to talk to you." Kate walked over to Humphrey curious for what he had to say. "Kate I was thinking about having a family." Humphrey dicho quietly. Kate smiled. "I was actually thinking the same." "Do tu think we're ready to be parents." Kate asked. "I think we're ready I'm not very sure though." Humphrey admitted. "Well just think about it." Kate smiled. The siguiente night Humphrey agreed to have pups. Eve walked into the guarida, den to see how Kate was. What she saw made her furious. Kate and Humphrey mating. "GRRRRR." Eve jumped onto Humphrey and strangled him. "Mom STOP." Kate demanded. Eve stopped. "Humphrey are tu alright?" Kate said. "I'm fine." Humphrey said.
A few weeks later Kate had bad news she wasn't pregnant. A tear rolled down Kate's cheek. "It's alright." Humphrey said. "We can always try again later." Humphrey smiled. Kate stopped crying
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Source: Lindsay Reddick, axemnas
posted by madening_mahem
 Example of the Maiden
Example of the Maiden
At night, far away, in ancient Japan...
A fair maiden slumbered, only to be awakened por blood curdling screams. She open her eyes to a frightening sight, the bodies of her most beloved servants and close relatives astray on the floor, lifeless, dead. She hastily slide open the doors to her room, and ran down the corridor, which was lit with the moonlight that seeped through the paper doors, which were now drenched in blood.
Though her limbs felt heavy, she ran as fast as her corazón beat. Running away from the cries of her family still being slaughtered por an unknown murderer, away from what...
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posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (1): The Actor




Sundown, sunrise.

Big smile!

(Tired eyes.)

I vanish into thin air.

An actor never fails.

(Lies.)

To give the world a rousing show

(While begging to be recognized.)

To shine as brightly as the sun

Upon the trono that we’ve devised.

A patchwork-quilt protagonist

A villain from the shadow realm

The work of the illusionist

When I, the actor, take the helm.

“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”

The whisper marks my story’s birth.

The audience will gather ‘round.

(The jury to decide my worth.)


"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if tu liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
posted by Dearheart
A/N: I finished escritura this about five minutos ago, lol. It's actually a song, but I figured it would fit as a poem as well.

This poem/song was inspired por two things: 1) A few of my favorito! anime couples, namely Ed x Winry from Fullmetal Alchemist and Hoshino x Tanabe from Planetes (AWESOME series). And 2) while my dad was in Iraq, he heard "My Immortal" for the first time and dicho he loved the idea behind it...but it was too sad/depressing because "the chorus was in past tense instead of present tense." So he asked me if maybe I could take the same concept and do my own thing with it. I...
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posted by vanelandsisters
I remember your books
In the hallway
I remember tu cracking up
Microscopes in the garage
Those old parts
I amor tu más than anything

I remember your blue eyes
Looking into my emeralds
Like we lived in our own world
I remember tu chasing
Our brother
Then falling asleep in my lap
I can still feel tu curled up por my side
Little man
And even through that night I knew
You fought it hard as tu could
Remember I
Held tu and whispered

Come on, baby
With me
I'm never gonna leave
You behind
You were
My best
Thirteen years

I remember the first night
When my hope
Turned to crying and screaming your name
Flowers pile up in the...
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added by segafan
She was beauty woven into a living being... If only that were the case. But as I stepped towards her, opening my mouth to speak, she faced me, never moving her feet to turn. We held eachother's gaze for a few agonizing moments. It seemed as though she was just going to stare at me until I did something.
When I reached this conclusion, i decided to take a step forward. As I did so, she began to shiver. Another step, and she began to twitch anxiously. Another step, this one seemed to be all she could take. Yet, I had to know. So I took one last step, and she broke.
Her eyes flashed and her hair...
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posted by dragonsmemory
Creating your own universe is a great way to pass time. It will also give tu a rough outline for your writings. These are the steps I follow in creating Eden.
Step 1: Establish main geographical features. This will be crucial in establishing the settings in your stories. If a certain river has magical properties, tu have to knw where the fuente of the river is to be able to pinpoint the fuente of the power.
Step 2: Establish lifeforms present on your world. tu have to know what creatures live there before tu can write their histories. If the dragones had not attempted to merge themselves with...
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posted by sasuhia4ever
    “It all started about six years ago…my mom and dad were at the park playing with my younger brother, Tyler, on his fourth birthday. I had decided to hang out with my friends instead… now I wish that I had never made such an idiotic decision. Cause of that día at the park, someone came and murdered my parents and estola away my little brother. I know all of this because that dirt bag left a letter saying “ I murdered both of your parents and estola your little brother because when I went to kill him I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. So, I haven’t decided...
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posted by uniquezandy
Sams POV
I am your normal, typical everyday teen who is 16 years old. Samatha is my real name; say it to my face and I will bite your head off. People say when there young, (girls anyway,) "Look mummy, I want to be a princess when I grow up, and I'm going to marry a handsome prince." To tell the truth, I used to be a girl like that. A girl who read every fairy tale she could get her hands on, and believe that they are real. It is a load of poison now. I had to learn that in real life, true amor is rubbish and tu won't grow up to be want tu want. And in life, change happens quite alot and...
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Source: google
Taylor Mali lovingly mocks his own genre.
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posted by para-scence
**6 months later...***

Bride laughed and giggled as I bounced her on my leg; just another día at the park. It was summer, finally, a break from school. I guess I was looking adelante, hacia adelante to being a sophomore. School wasn't that bad anymore now that I had my friends. Felicity wasn't that bad either. We're not exactly the greatest of friends, but we can tolerate each other now. Also, Trace and I started dating. It was great; he's really sweet and funny. I couldn't ask for a better guy.

"Come on, Harley! Gail dicho to be inicial por three!" Aspen called. Everyone else was already at the sidewalk, starting...
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posted by Insight357
    I sat in a chair por the window. I was still in the asylum. Days had passed, and nothing changed. I hadn’t heard anyone speak of Alexander. Doctors would come in my room every few hours to make sure I was still alive, o to make sure my arm didn‘t hurt.
    I asked one of the doctors about my arm. None of them knew how I broke it. Even the paramedics dicho it was broken when the man from the motel called. I didn’t break it. I knew I didn’t. I think the motel manager did. He probably crushed it when he found out I never gave his Nyquil back.
    Earlier...
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posted by ginax0o
Something has severely struck my curiosity
Did he know of his ill fate?
What were his last thoughts?
Did he even have any?
If so were they about his family?
If his life flashed before his very eyes,
Did he have any regrets about what he saw?
What were his last words?
So many preguntas about this stranger dying before my very eyes ,
whom I know absolutely nothing about.
The touchiest of subjects and its stuck on my mind
Truthfully, the only people who know the answer
are forever gone.
When time comes for me to know the answer
What will I be thinking about?
Will I know of what is to come of me?
Who will I...
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posted by elizasmomma
I'm setting here looking at a paused televisión screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.

If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.

are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be o are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.

so what do tu think about this journal entry that i just wrote tu need to think about what i dicho and give me your best anwsers that tu can give.

thnx erie morgan maples
posted by hgfan5602
Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.

Betrayed
por an old friend
por an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side

Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.

Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed por my own friends

I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
posted by Triscia95
The entire neighborhood was out in the front yard of Sarah's house. They had all come back from the 4th of July fireworks at the high school and were now waiting for the huge firework mostrar that her father put on every year.

Though Sarah wasn't out front with everyone waiting for the show. Instead her and Niall were running out to the pool. The mostrar was a little over a half an hora long so they finally had time to themselves.

The backyard was dark, but the pool water lit up beautifully from the full moon light. Millions of stars shown in the black sky, something that doesn't happen to often...
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posted by GummyBears_11
A poem written por me. :]

Snow, snow, tu are perfect.
When tu fall down, tu are white. A clean white.
Beauty, beauty.
The beauty of snow.


We put on mittens, we throw on scarves.
We run outside a pick tu up, ball tu up,
and toss you.

Then we get cold.

We run inside and drink coffee and cocoa, we
snuggle up, we run hot baths.

Why, snow, why are tu so cold, so numbing?


~

A new girl at school is seen por the queen bee.
She is approached.
The queen bee wears expensive clothes and carries a designer bag.
Her hair is sleek and red, with gorgeous highlights in all the right places.

She isn't skinny, nor is she...
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