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Marley was bleeding from his wound, he was fighting the same sort of creature as the others, it was small but it was fast plus its forearms are used like clubs. The creature had marks all over its body, due to Marley’s elbows and knees. It swung its arm again, hitting Marley straight in the shin, Marley was quick to react and slash up the creatures face. It left four claw like marks on its face; Marley looked at his hand and notice that his nails had pointed, as the creature wiped it’s eye he looked at Marley and saw that his eyes had become yellow. Marley quickly struck the creature in the face and made it tumble until it hit the wall. It stood up and dicho something in a strange language. The creature ran in a different direction, quicker then Marley could see. Marley followed it but it vanished from sight, now that it was gone, he had to find a way out.
Opal and Mia took the chance and bolted at the dark figure, it was the same creature like the other but smaller like a child, it ran away, so the girls followed it. It was fast and the girls had trouble keeping up, but at the end they saw a light, so they ran for it. The creature turned another way but they kept going forward. When the reached it they saw the field and jumped out of the cave, they laid on the grass, exhausted from the run. Then a huge pile of rubble flew from the cave, it was Marley and Alec, with five little creatures running in all directions, hiding from the sun. “Come here tu little bastards” dicho Marley trying to step on them. Opal and Mia smiled that they were ok. “Their Gremlins” dicho Mia. Alec and Marley ignored what Mia dicho and continued to kick the Gremlins around.
They decided to keep moving since their injuries were low and they still had to find the Karkadann. “Well they got past the Gremlins” dicho Parvulo. Grito was sitting in a tree, with Parvulo on his shoulder; he was holding a strange type of frutas with Parvulo taking bites out of it. “They are getting close to the Karkadann” dicho Grito just before taking a bite into the fruit. The four of them moved on ahead, while Grito and Parvulo followed. As they walked, Mia pulled out a laptop from her bag. “What are tu doing? Opal Asked. “I’m trying to find some information about this creature we’re looking for, the Karkadann, was it?” Mia dicho while typing it up. There was not much information on it other than it saying that it’s similar to a unicorn. “So we’re looking for a pansy?” Marley Asked. Searching was harder than ever, no luck what so ever, until Alec spotted something.
“I’m guessing that’s it” dicho Alec. As they all looked his way and saw it. A fairly large creature, which looked like a rhinoceros, with tan colour fur, and a large white horn on the end of their nose. There were three of them; they were all about the same height. “How the hell do we capture that thing” Marley Said. Alec had already charged at the creature. “For the sake of meaningless battle!” Alec shouted while jumping into the air ready to puñetazo, ponche one of the beasts. His puñetazo, ponche connected but with no damage. The beast was not pleased, he nonched Alec with its thigh and knocked him to the ground. Marley came up and tried to grab the beast from the stomach, but it simply shook him off. The other Karkadann soon chased after the two going in circles, for such a large creature they were fast.
I'm kinda new to writing(well sorta. I'm escritura a book in the Teen Titans club) So I decided to see if I could write a good story. So here's a prologue and please tell me what tu think of this so I can see if I should start escritura the story o not.

Four Hundred years ago, a girl named Akari Kokawa lived in a small village in Japan. She lived alone with her Father, . She never knew her mother for she was killed por her husband's brother. Akari's father was a cruel man. He beat his child and would often sell her body to men for money. She had enough of his torture and stabbed him to death...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
Introduction


Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that tu could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story o movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, o feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as tu probably know. Imaginary friends can be anything tu want them to be. An animal, a creature tu made up, a monster, o just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary friends that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
posted by gabatron3000
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posted by r260897
Zean sat on his cama with his Zeal. He looked at “her” with amor but pain in his eyes. He was about to play something but stopped when his door was knocked. It was Ben. “ Ben, what are tu doing here? Its mid…” he wasn’t completed when Ben dicho “its just 4:45 p.m. it isn’t midnight. Zean, I don’t know about you. But I know our Zean. Please don’t try to bury your past in your corazón coz it will occupy the room, which happiness and joy should own. It isn’t midnight and neither your life…. Don’t make it midnight. Well gotta go. I promised Ilm to teach him to play drums,...
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posted by para-scence
Inspired por the song, "Looking Glass" por The Birthday Massacre.

"Waiting as I'm wanting to. Speaking as I'm spoken to. Changing to your point of view. I fade as I follow you. A boyish notion of false emotion. These words are spoken despite my love. A fool's devotion was set in motion. My eyes are open now."




I'd thought there was nothing wrong.

"He's really sweet, I promise," I'd said. They just didn't know him like I did. It made me angry. He really wasn't bad; just some anger management problems. That was no reason to be afraid.

Now I wasn't so sure.

"Look at me when I talk to you," he snapped....
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posted by DxCFan123
I wanted until morning. I was actually able to still live in my room. It wasn't an aparition o anything weird. Like I never got bitten. Like I ran from him and was seguro with my family. When morning came, I grabbed all my dresses and ran to the nearest mall and looked at the directory. Upstairs. I went up the escalator. I slowly walked inside the shop. It felt eerie and dark. That frightful night played back in my head.

"Help! Someone!" "Mamma! Mamma! Mam-"

"M'aam? How may I help you?" I snapped back to reality. "Oh, I have these old dresses and I thought a thrift store could take them." I set...
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posted by DxCFan123
It was the siguiente day. I got dressed nervously, had Bruno thought I was a helper? I put on a blue camisa, camiseta that dicho "Do I Look Like I Care?" and skinny jeans. I ran outside to look for the bus, it wasn't there. I waited and waited, but it never came! I ran to school. I finally got to school no one was in the halls. I realized everyone was in class. I wrote a fake note in cursive the best I could. When I walked into class I gave the teacher the note. She read happily. Not looking angry at all, she dicho "Oh! I didn't give tu a note. It was saying the bus driver was sick and there were no subs availble. Sorry!" I replied with " It's fine"
posted by para-scence
"Honey, do tu feel guilty for what your parents did?" Dr. Bellamont asked. We were in the middle of a session that I was being forced to participate in. I shrugged. "I think tu do," she dicho quietly. I clenched my hands into fists. It made me mad that she assumed that. It also made me mad that she was also kind of right.

Dr. Bellamont went on for a while, saying about how it wasn't my fault for what my parents did. After a couple minutos I got sick of listening to her and blocked everything out. She sighed.

"Hecate? Are tu even listening?" she asked. I nodded, and she raised an eyebrow. I...
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posted by Insight357
“Yes, that’s right,” I nodded my head. Trying to convince myself I was strong enough to do this. “I’m leaving you! You’re hateful and abuse me! I deserve better than you!” Kind of…
    “You’re really going to leave me, Erik? But what about all the fun we had together?” He took another step toward me. I cringed, stop being so afraid, I sternly told myself.
    “Fun for tu maybe. All I’ve gained from this relationship was these,” I stuck out my arm and pointed to my face. He only looked at me and shook his head.
    “I...
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posted by para-scence
**4 years later...**

"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.

"Almost," Blake said.

"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger asiento of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.

We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma...
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posted by para-scence
Hollis was definitely a handful. But I loved her anyways. I never thought I'd have kids. At all. When I was younger, I'd always thought kids were annoying, gross, whiny, and a bunch of other non-enjoyable things. Sure, it was kind of annoying that I could barely get any sleep, but it wasn't Hollis' fault. She was just a baby. Even when I was sixteen and Desiree had been born, sure I thought she was cute. But I could've never seen myself having kids of my own.

Things have changed.

Hollis is now my whole world, along with Blake. Blake is everything and anything I could ask for in a husband. Hollis...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Celeste's POV

Huff... Huff... I think... I lost her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored amor asiento in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do tu look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it más suspicious.. She came and sat down siguiente to me. "C'mon sweetie, tu can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

BAM!! I quickly shut the encantada door to the wizard lair. My breath is running away from me as I did before. "Woah! Whas'up with you?" Not now Tyler!!! "Nothing! Absolutamente nada!" Did I just speak Spanish those two last words? "It seems like something is up. C'mon. Tell Tyler everything tu know." Why is he trying to comfort me? I hug onto my month-older brother. "Well, I ran into a Witch in the for-" Tyler quickly pushes me very hard away from him. "YOU WHAT?!?" Do I have to repeat it? "I. Met. A. Witch. In. The. Woods." I think I clarified that enough! "I can't believe this!!...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

All of my life, it's been pretty much very normal. With school, home, and learning some new spells. As a wizard myself, we have to keep our gift, a secret. There's nothing worse than confronting a witch. Ohh...! Just thinking about those ogres gives me the chills! The magical setting in our family wizard lair is deep in a closet. To tell tu the truth, it's rather large! If tu open my closet door (which is the entrance to the wizard lair) it will just be a normal clothing closet. But if tu cast a certain spell on it, the closet is now the wizard lair. My dad, Miguel is the full...
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posted by para-scence
I brought Hera and Desiree inicial the siguiente morning. Hera begged me not to tell Dad and Kara what really happened last night. For a moment, I considered just telling them the truth. At least they'd make sure it never happened again. But then I stopped. It was just one time, right?

"Only if tu promise to never do it again," I warned. She nodded quickly.

"I won't. I promise."

"Fine," I sighed. "Besides, I'm not the one you'll need to convince to keep her mouth shut." Both of us turned to Desiree. She smiled evilly.

"Please, Dezzie. Don't say anything. I'll get tu a My Little poni, pony if tu do, ok?"...
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**scroll down for translation**

Regen wusch die Gräue von guarida, den Fenstern und ließ sie über guarida, den Asphalt ergießen.
Klamm schien die Luft, die unter der Last des Nebels unangenehm warm war, einem Nebel, der die Stadt in ein Gewirr von Spinnweben und Unkenntlichkeit hüllte.
All das, und ein fortwährendes leises Gemurmel füllten guarida, den Hintergrund des Geschehens.
Im Mittelpunkt saß ein Mann, gebeugt, mit dem Rücken zur Fensterseite gedreht, auf einem feuchten Holzstuhl und ergab sich seiner introspektiven Wahrnehmung.
Obwohl er seinen Blick nicht hob, schien es ihm, als beobachte er die Menschenmassen,...
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posted by para-scence
I ran down the pathway, my long blond ponytail whipping me in the face each time I checked to see how far I was ahead of Brandon. He was still far away, and Mommy and Daddy were even farther behind.

"Irina! Mommy and Daddy dicho not to go too far!" Brandon complained. I stopped in my tracks, and groaned.

"We're not too far! I can still see 'em," I said. Brandon pouted, not satisfied. I sighed. "Fine. We'll wait for them." Finally, after waiting forever, Daddy and Mommy finally caught up to us. I ran up to them, and Dad put his arm on my shoulder. Brandon held Mommy's hand. Mommy smiled at the...
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posted by alexmswann
It was three o’clock on a Friday and the campana had finally rung for school to be out for the weekend. I hurriedly shoved my libros in my book bag and headed for the door ready to be out of school.
“Oh wait, Alisa could tu come here for a quick second,” my English teacher, Mrs. Thompson asked. I turned around wishing I could be out this school. She was a very tall and light skinned lady, in her mid-thirties. She had long stringy black hair and big brown eyes. tu would probably think she was a retired model. I quickly went to her escritorio trying not to seem I was rushing her.
“Um I just wanted...
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posted by para-scence
The siguiente morning, despite being deprived of sleep, I was wide awake. Carmine was in the kitchen, Nikolai getting ready for work in his room. I frowned when I saw Carmine in his work uniform.

"I thought..." I began. He shook his head, his mouth full of cereal.

"I gotta work today. We'll go another día though, ok?" he said.

"When are tu off...?" I asked.

"Next weekend," he answered. I groaned.

"Seriously?!"

"Sorry! tu know, tu could get a job too, y'know!" he shouted. I clamped my mouth shut. Carmine never yells at me. Ever. "Y'know, tu complain about Nikolai all the time! You're just as bad!"...
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posted by para-scence
The siguiente week was spent somewhat like that first day. We went to the park almost everyday. It wasn't that bad actually. It was kind of funny to see Jezebel and and Aspen run around like psychos. I was actually starting to warm up to Scout as well. It was cool to just talk to someone my age that was a girl too. I never had the chance to do that at school o home. I really like Aspen too. She's very mature for her age, when she wants to be. She has no problem goofing around like a little kid. She likes to talk about a bunch of things. I've become very close with her too.

Then soon came the Sunday...
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