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posted by hgfan5602
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality

They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope

When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying por their own hands everyday.

They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will

When will amor start?
The día we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away

When will our world change?
The día we amor too much to kill
The día others' pain is our pain
The día we act instead of just talking about it

"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
posted by CheekyCheese
Sorry if this isn't very good!

Angel was so excited, her best best friends were coming for her birthday sleepover at five o clock! Time crept slowly to ten past five and still not a single soul in sight! Suddenly her little sister Summer shouted “Ha Ha they're not coming they hate tu so much!” ángel ran upstairs weeping and charged desperately into her sister Friday's room.


“Was Summer being mean to tu again?” asked Friday
“Yes, she dicho that my friends weren't coming because they hate me and that's not true!”
“Don't worry its only because she is jealous about tu having the best...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
A story I am escritura about a American Indian boy of the Comanche tribe in Texas. He his cursed with a supernatural evil but will have to confront his demon and the master of the underworld realm which has plans for his curse...

Hell’s Outlaw

Chapter 1

In the town of Big Spring, Texas, a 12 año old Comanche Indian boy named Koda awoke that Saturday morning with a feeling of dread and excitement.
As with any boy approaching their 13th birthday in his tribe, he was to prepare for his spiritual quest but unlike the others before him, he did not look adelante, hacia adelante to it.
He has spent many arguments...
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If there’s one thing I cared about más than my freedom it was my family. I loved my dad más than anyone though it’s just hard not to amor my dad with his kind gentle nature. His eyes were big like a cachorritos somewhat and were a deep dark chocolate brown framed por long dark eyelashes and dark eye brows that matched his charcoal black hair that had a thick consistency but a silky feel. His skin was a medium aceituna, oliva color and though many didn’t find him handsome I did. He was everything in a father and in myself. He was real shy and my Uncle Drew as I called him though he wasn’t my real...
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The city of light was full of marchants and villagers. Elyon stood and gazed at them from the huge silver gate. And gurding the gate was two broad shouldered men, wearing bright white robes, that glowed from every angle.
"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are tu doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the castillo of light, "i really dont know,".

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posted by TomboyWriter
She is crying but Kevin is staring with no care and walks away and Connor comes up behind me and kisses the back of my neck. Dylan and Mel are playing in the sand and Debbie and Dawn and Avril are dancing around with Damon. I smile this is how I want it to be. Me and Connor sway and he pulls me close and I lean back and he kisses my neck and soon I see Kira copying me and Cody copying Connor. I laugh and jump into Connors arms where he cradles me and he whispers “ how long till we get out of here and our honeymoon can start.” I chuckle and say “soon.” He smiles and sets me on my feet...
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posted by mitchie19
I got bored in the laptop so I opened MS Word and start typing whatever. Then I come to this.
Plus I like escritura stories, so enjoy.
Note: Fan-made


I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling heavy and uneasy.
My mind rushed through the memories. I pushed myself back to sleep not remembering any parts happened earlier. Bonnie. Bonnie, I thought. She had been killed por Katherine. Oh, God. She can’t be! She can’t be dead! My fingers harden the almohada so I could hardly breathe. I felt moisture rushing to the surface of my eyes. I shouted, nor pouted. Though, no one can here me. Jeremy’s out...
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The día Liz steped foot in her grandma's old house there was a strang feeling in the air. When Liz stoped unpacking she went out to the little town that she and her friends had made. The town was in a crest of bushes and trees. Liz got some of her toys and went out side to the town. She had started playing with her muñecas when she saw a rosado, rosa mariposa flying around her. Liz got up and tryed to get it but it went through a arbusto, bush on the right side siguiente to the house. Liz looked at the buch but she saw a brown thing. Liz crawled under the arbusto, bush and saw the brown thing covered with vines. Liz cleared...
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posted by bri-marie
Note: I'm not sure how much I like the names I gave my characters. I may changed them in later parts.
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A small, silver picture frame sat alone on a nightstand. The picture held inside it, yellowed and dusty with age, showed three small children – two boys and one girl, all about six years old – with their arms wrapped around each others shoulders. They were standing in front of a large oak árbol and the shadows had made the pictures unreal; the girl's hair was shown to be brown and the boys...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
“    the new beginning ”

As days passed it got worse. I couldn't take it anymore, we were growing apart, barely even talking.
Anything I talked about doing, Edward would disagree o say its not safe.
Once, I was going to the toilet and Edward asked Alice to go with me!. To the toilet!
That led to a día of me ignoring him. That taught him a lesson to shut his mouth and stop making decision for me…..well for about 24 hours. Then it starts again.
“Bells….your getting so boring! Talk a little…oh! I have a better idea lets play” Emmett grinned.
“Emmett, cant tu see...
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At first I'd like to remark that english isn't my mothertongue. I tried hard to translate my little story into proper english, but maybe I made a few mistakes. However, I'm posting the english and the german version now, so just read them both if tu understand it. :)
Here it is:

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One wonderful day, it finally was at her feet. She hadn't seen it for days, and the longing had nearly cankered her. She had missed it like a lover o a brother, no, more; like a piece of herself. It looked even más beautiful than in her memory, how it sprawled in the sun. She was surprised,...
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posted by HarryPLover
The pain tu caused isn't what scarred me
The burning tears tu left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.

That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder

Feeling my corazón beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with

It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain tu left me to bare.

It wasn't the legend tu were when tu were here
But the legacy in my corazón that tu left!
posted by StarWarsFan7
There I was. *sigh* Just sitting there, waiting for him. Who? tu ask? My crush, Patrick Wellsiben, he was the one for me. Let alone, him being THE most popular boy in school, I was known as a loser. I was the omega of the lobo pack. What am I talking about? Nevermind. My conscience says "Ask him out!", but my guts say "Don't do it you! He's gonna say no!" I don't know what to do! He comes near me and says "Hey." I stand there like a scarecrow smiling. "I feel stupid." "So stupid." Why shouldn't I get the attention from populars? I have short, thick black hair, I wear tank tops all the time, regular jeans and converse. So much for fitting in.
So I had a really deep idea for a story, but I couldn't really start it. So instead I kind of started escritura it from a plot point halfway through. I would amor some feedback!!!


He looked at the dresser, fingering all the small things on top. The bottle of Marc Jacobs perfume, the skull and crossbone earrings, and the hairbrush that had “Maddy Starr” etched into the slender wooden handle. Everything about it was so perfect; he began to wonder what this girl was doing here, with him. He’d told himself he’d never find the perfect woman, and there she was; ready to fall right into his arms....
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posted by bri-marie
Micheal Ryder swerved sharply to the left, almost missing the small driveway he was supposed to be turning into. He winced as his pickup truck made the rough transition between concrete and gravel. It was something he was going to have to get used to – he'd be driving down this path every día for who knew how long. A particularly large rock dislodged him from his seat, and he let out a foul explicative as his blond head bashed against the ceiling of the cab. Cursing his father, and the owners of the house he was renting, he slammed the truck to a stop. Not caring that he was still yards away...
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HII WEEL WE ARE GOING TO START WHERE WE LEFT, WHICH WAS WHEN GEMMA WAS CAUGHT por THE LAST BOY IN THE GROUP. HOPE tu LIKE IT.


"Got you,' the boy whispered when he pulled Gemma back to her fett, she blushed, and just nodded. The boy, lloked straight at me, his brows down and i just stared back, his eyes were godlen brwn but the deeper tu looked the darker they got, his hair was a mix of both of the other boys, with golden flakes thrown in their. "Hi, my names Luke," he dicho puting out his hand, i just stared at it i narrowed my eyes. He laughed and took y hand that wasnt in my pocket and pulled...
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WELL I AM CURRENTLY escritura the wierd and wonderfull world of Belle, BUT I THOUGHT I WOULD WRITE ANOTHER SHORT STORY, SO I DONT GET BORED.


ANYWAY THIS ONES ABOUT A GIRLS LIFE,ROBYN. SHE DOESNT SEEM TO FIT IN, AND NOT FOR THE REASON SHE THINKS...

Panicking,I ran. And ran and ran. I didnt look back, all I knew was, I had had to run. They wont get me not now not ever, I wont be used.

2 Days earlier,

"Robyn! Get up now!" I faintly heard my mum shout from down the stairs, moaning I turned onto my stomach, and pulled my almohada over my head. "Robyn Stirling, if tu dont get ready for school now, you...
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posted by grissomsgirl
Please read Parts 1&2 o this won't make any sense.
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All csi characters owned por CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!

I have no idea what went on after I met the rest of my family but I understood some of it, something about going inicial a week off and Stevie, Daddy does not look too well so I asked him who Stevie is whilst I sat on Grampa Jim’s lap “Gilbert, Stevie is my tarántula and he lives in a tank in my office” dicho Daddy “what’s a tarántula Daddy?” Daddy...
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WELL IM A BIT STUCK ON THIS ONE , BUT ILL GIVE IT A GO, SORRY IF IT SUCKS...........................


I Quickly got changed and ran down the stairs, I paused at the door to shout to Mike, "im just going out i'll be back before it's too late," and ran out the door before he could reply. I wasn't sure where I was going, all Stephan dicho was that I was to head towards school. So thats what i was going, heading to school. I was on the egde of the old wickory bridge, when i saw them. A group of five boys standing tall, and weary. As i approached they signalled for me to pull over. I stepped out the...
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posted by bri-marie
Warning: Abuse
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Picking up a stick, I struck it across old Emily Simpson’s white picket fence. The noise was sharp and loud and would most likely be heard. Smirking, I kept walking, trailing the stick along behind me. A low growl sounded and I turned my head. Sure enough, a huge, brown and white mutt crawled out of the dog house, bearing his teeth and snarling. I tossed the stick to my left, away from the fence, and turned away into the street.

The weather was nice – warm and sunny, with just...
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posted by HarryPLover
"Ms.Love!"
I banged my head against the escritorio when my science teacher, Mr.Underwood woke me up from my sleep with his slave owner voice.
"Do tu care to registrarse us?" I personally didn't really feel like it but then again I wasn't in the mood to argue.
"Sure." I yawned. He went on teaching his boring lesson on frogs. As if we need to know about frogs. What career requires tu to have frog knowledge as one of your skills?
The campana rang louder and longer than usual. Lucky for me that was my last period.
Usually Matt is waiting por the car por the time I come out por this time he wasn't there. His car was...
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