escritura Article: corazón of the soilder

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posted by delta117

i awoke pain everywhere it felt like my skin was melting but yet i did not scream traing kicked in and i found my black armoar to any normal sentient bieng it would be like an anchor but i am not normal am i after that i grabbed my weapons the first was a set of 2 curved assian knifes curved and made for my hands segundo standard ar rifle it had no scope only sights all i needed to kill at 100 yards third a shotgun normal used in swat teams tactical 12 guage shot gun bomba action forth 44mm glock i holousterd it and my knifes my knifes at arm length pistol on my hip then an explosion rocked my cell and soilders poured in i dispathed them with my a.r 5 dead hundreds to go i stepped outr my cell through the hole my enemy s made my radio head set in my casco crackled to life " mac come in mack this is alpha team we are in poisition" i paused looked for any más targets and replied " copy that alpha team this is mac i am on my way any word frombeta o omega?" " beta's in poistion no word from alpha but stats says they're alive alpha team out" good know i could get my three teams out of this base and get back to the HQ. down a carfully polished corridor i searched for the enemy no sighn it was eerily quiet the only noises were the sound of my boots hitting thewaxed floor and my silent controled breathing that was bad.after three floors up i found some action i had switched to my shotgun for close combat. two teams of well trained soilders 2 sets of pistolas aimed at my head 2 easy. each team consitsted of five soilders so there wetre tenguns pointed at me i had a small windo w of 3 minutos to kill them o they would have help so i targetetd the first team i shot two of them dead an injured one there i shot the injurd one and got knocked on my back por a smg i lifted my pistol up as i fell and shot my shooter in his face he crumpled to the ground then the other was stuned a how i had killed his theam in four segundos i keep time on this stuff then i knocked him in the neck with the handel of my gun and he fell to the groungd he had a broken thacea and larenix instant death i reholstered my pistol and and picked up an anti-personal fragmentatin grenade from a dead soilderpulled the pin and threw it at team 2 it landed in the center and blosumed into a firey flor of shrapnel i pulled my pisol back out and checked the bodies one injure d1 shot in the head changed that all others dead in 7 segundos i was good

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Cullen-fan That was really good do you write alot?

harold This was a little hard to read at first, since there was hardly any punctuation at all, but by the end I was getting into it more. You might play with verb tense a bit more if you are going for the stream-of-consciousness writing; present tense and 1st person perspective work well together, particularly if you intend to spell words phonetically because the character wouldn't know any better. A good example of this (in my opinion) is the novel [u]Feersum Endjin[/u] - large parts are written in first person, present tense, from the perspective of a warrior who spells everything phonetically. I think moving into present tense would make the other stuff seem more intentional. I'm interested to see more, and particularly curious about the cause of the pain he feels in the beginning. I also like the humorous bits, like the aside "i keep time on this stuff" in the middle of the fight. Some suggestions: proofread after taking a break from writing the piece, so that you can view it with fresh eyes. The spelling may be intentional, and it works, but the words blending together "soilderpulled", "tenguns", "thewaxed" don't work as well for me. Also, you should check which team is talking to which team: "no word from alpha but stats says they're alive alpha team out" Whether or not you decide to switch it to present tense, it's got a lot of energy and it flows quickly. I'm interested to see where you go with it.

The Afraid of The Death

posted by inexplicable

Are tu afraid of the death?
Why do tu ask?
Only in such a way.…

The stopping of the train jerkily roused me from my thoughts. I blinked a few times and looked again from the window. After some segundos the train drove off again. I still looked from the window and saw trees covered por snow pulling past me. I liked to go por train. I did not know why. Not, that I wouldn´t have to do nothing better. I simply liked it to sit into the suburban train and to drive up to the terminus . I could think so well. I lean back into the asiento cushion from which windows look and think. This was good. Otherwise...

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What are tu thankful for?

posted by Elizabeth90luv

In this life everyone is thankful for something. And the most miserable, the most pessimistic and the most unlucky person in the world, in some point of his life will feel grateful for something. It might be the simplest thing that others take it for granted, but it might joy to him. And now, on the “Thanks giving” día we should think about all those things that we are grateful for, and see how we can become better. That’s how we can make the world around us better.

Personally, I am thankful that I live in this democratic country, where no wars take place and we all have the freedom of...

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misceláneo

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Tobias's character

posted by ZekiYuro

Tobias Kellerman
Basics: Age 17, Born April 23, 1968. Lives in Berlin, Germany
Brown hair, blue gray eyes.

What is your happiest memory?
My happiest memory was when we moved to Friedrichshain. My dad got a promotion and we had to move. That is when I met Ivonne. We grew up together and we have really been best friends.

What don’t tu want anyone to find out about you?
I would do just about anything to get Daniela to be my girlfriend. We've been dating but I want a más committed relationship with her. That is kind of scary since her father is head of the local Stasi.

What is the best part of your...

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Him..

posted by AshleyA-Brizzle

I sit alone,
alone in the dark.
no place to run,
no place to hide.

he is coming after me,
he is looking everywhere.
he wont stop until he finds me,
until he is here

he tells me that im ugly,
that im unwanted here.
he will try everything to hurt me
to see me cry

he loves to watch the tears run down my face
to me there is no greater pain....

he has found me.
what can i do?
were can i run?
were can i hide?
were can i escape this pain inside?

i am afraid,
not of him, but of his words
he cuss's and swears at me.
what can i do?
how did i anger him?

He swears at me still
and yet i still cry.
he sees the tears,
he wipes them...

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The Players

posted by rebaj2010

Preface
Three boys, one girl. None of them are fighting fare and they will do whatever it takes to get her. tu my be wondering why she is so special, but to answer that pregunta tu have to venture into these boys heads...

Chapter 1
Mika

"Oh no, my new tanktop" Heather wined por my side. She was so annoying, but so hot.
"Shut up, Heather" I dicho getting up from the lunch mesa, tabla where hr had dropped pizza sause on her rosado, rosa tank.
As I walked across the lunch room, ducking to avoid fling carrots, I glanced to my left. I caught Kate out of the corner of my eye. I paused and backed up a step. She...

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Quote on writing. ^_^

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The Here

posted by zanhar1

Really old thing I dug up. Because I was reminded of it.

Elise stood before two paths. Upland trail, read the sign, rickety and made of moss eaten and decaying wood. And Downback Thickets, indicated its sister sign.
What a lonely, bleak place, Elise pondered. She looked skyward. The surrounding trees were rather intrusive, blocking her view of the foggy-quartz sky.
She nudged at a rock with her big toe.
Her big toe?!
“Where are my shoes?” She muttered aloud. When had she lost them? How hadn’t she noticed the mud squishing between her toes? She looked over the ground.
No sign of her Uggs anywhere....

lost Wanderer

posted by dragonwriter

Bullets fly through the air at a man behind a car. He rolls from the car to an alley avoiding the gun fuego and makes a run for a motorcycle on the other side. Once getting there he pulls a .44 out of a saddle bag on the side and takes off as fast as it can go. No sooner than he hit the throttle the force was on him once again with heavy fuego whizzing past his head. With them picking up speed he starts avoiding the incoming traffic hoping they continue to miss. He pulls the .44 from the funda and fires a few shots back. He turns back and holsters the gun and tries to stay ahead. After a few más blocks a crucero gets beside him and shoots his back tire. The bike loses control and as he tries to turn it flings him off into the side of a parked car. With some broken ribs and a banged up leg and tries to run but hits the ground as an officer tackles him.

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What if I Believe tu Now?

posted by para-scence

Inspired por the song, "Circle" por Flyleaf. :)

"His corazón ripped out to mostrar me he loved me, but I wouldn't believe him. He did all that he could, I still would not believe him!"

I sat on the school bench, my head in my hands. The whole world was spinning, and I couldn't keep my balance. My corazón was encased in a thick glass of guilt. Nothing I could ever do would change this...

He had told me he loved me.

But he was my best friend; he couldn't feel that way about me. It just wasn't meant to be...

So I'd pushed it off. I'd laughed, and joked around with him about it. He seemed to go along with...

The Loved Ones

posted by edwardsca

It was a cold winter morning. The wind was a cold, rápido, swift breeze. I was upstairs in my room turning page por page reading.I went down to eat my warm, golden biscuits on the old cracked wooden table. I went to go get the bucket and some water to wash up, the bucket was broken and the water was freezing cold like the rough winter nights. After my refreshing bath I went to go get dressed, I put on my camisa, camiseta which was red as my own dear mother's cereza, cerezo sweet lips. I zipped up my falda it was black like the midnight sky, and buckled my black shoes. I was walking down the dirt...

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Then He Kissed Me(Short poem)^^

posted by ZekiYuro

Well,he walked up to me and he asked me if I wanted to dance.
He looked kind of nice so I dicho I might take a chance.
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me inicial that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me.

Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was más than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered " I amor you"
And he dicho that he loved me too
And then he kissed me.
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before,
he kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more.

I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the amor that I had
And one día he took me inicial to meet his mum and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right por his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me.

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Teen Life In America, The Great!

posted by Katiegirl

Home of the freely and Justified

On a cold, dreary evening
Sleep was improbable
Emerging from my bed
Like a delicate butterfly
Raindrops pouring on my smooth, darkened window.
Pondering miraculous thoughts
About being a teen in America

Freedom to express myself as an individual
I want to relinquish my profound story
Being a teenager with freedom is
Hopeful
Rewarding
Honorable
Desirable

The past is behind me, the future is just beyond my grasp

Learning to be flawless through life's experiences

Having the pleasure to persue my ambitious talent

Being a teen in America simply is my stepping
stone to future greatness.