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posted by Vampiyaa
"So, where are we going?" Aiko grinned. Blaine beamed at her.
"I was thinking someplace special," he said, trying to sound casual. Aiko thought and then replied, "Do tu have somewhere in mind?"
"Take a look." Blaine pointed to the entrace of the new amusement park. Aiko gasped.
"No way!" she laughed. "You actually got tickets?" Blaine shrugged and said, "It wasn't hard. When I dicho I was the agent of Dusk Rivers, they had to let me in."
"How much were they?" Aiko asked curiously. Blaine hesitated.
"Not much," he dicho hastily.
"Blaine, tell me."
"No."
"Yes." Aiko stared hard at Blaine from over her sunglasses, until he finally sighed.
"Fine," he dicho in exasperation. "They were a hundred apiece."
"Blaine, that's ridiculous!" Aiko cried out, stomping her foot. "Why were they so much anyway? Tickets are usually just fifty per."
"Er... because tonight is the Harvest Moon Festival," he dicho quietly. "And because I dicho I didn't care how much they were." Aiko stared at Blaine for a while, and then sighed.
"You are very strange to me, tu know that?" she said. Blaine grinned and replied, "Yeah, I know." Aiko flinched when Blaine handed the ticket woman the hundred-dollar tickets. A man standing in line beside them peered at Aiko over his spectacles and said, "Hey, aren't tu Dusk Rivers?"
"Ah... no," dicho Aiko hastily. "Everyone says I look like her, but..." Her voice trailed off.
"Moving on," dicho Blaine quickly, steering Aiko away from the line. What neither of them noticed was that somebody was following them closely. Somebody with a long, sinister looking capa and a hat that shielded his face in shadow. Someone with glowing red eyes and fangs that were wishing to sink into Aiko's throat.
"Ah... no!" Blaine sighed, when a drop of water landed on his nose. "It's raining!" Aiko froze stiff and immediately looked at the sky. It was too dark for her see if thunder was involved.
"How about we go in...?" Blaine began to suggest, but his voice suddenly went slack as he noticed Aiko's horrified look. Aiko shook her head to try and clear her mind and then smiled nervously at him.
"Y-yeah!" she stammered. "There's a warehouse over there. We''ll... stay in there for a while." Blaine followed her curiously into the warehouse and shut the door.
"This is one huge warehouse," exclaimed Blaine. The warehouse was nearly the size of a football field, with large boxes scattered here and there.
"Hey, there are stairs over there," dicho Blaine. He approached them and climbed out of sight. At that moment the lights shut off.
"Gah!" Aiko gasped, jumping backwards and tripping over a box. When she finally managed to get up and brush herself off she heard a rustling siguiente to her.
"Blaine?" she whispered. "Is that you?" Blaine didn't answer.
"Blaine?" Aiko said, blinking in the darkness. "Okay, come on, this really isn't funny." Blaine did not reply. Aiko began to feel her way through the darkness, panic starting to build up in her chest.
"Blaine, if this is your idea of a joke, it really isn't funny at all!" she dicho irritably. She jumped when her hands found something soft.
"Ah... i-is that you, Blaine?" she whispered.
"Maybe," dicho Blaine's voice quietly. Aiko swelled up with anger.
"Where have you—?" she started to ask, but at that moment a loud clap of thunder sounded from outside. Aiko jumped, squeezed her eyes shut and sank to the floor, praying that whatever building she was in, it had a roof on it. o at least something rubber inside it.
"Aiko...?" Blaine dicho uncertainly.
"Ah... it's nothing!" she dicho hastily, stumbling upward. "I just—" A segundo clap of thunder was heard, and this time Aiko flinched and yelled, "Uh... I HAVE TO GO!" She tried to run for the exit, but ended up slamming into Blaine and knocking him down. Aiko buried her face in his chest, her hands clenched against his camisa, camiseta and her whole body flinched.
"Aiko, are tu afraid of thunder?" Blaine asked her. Slowly and shakily, he felt Aiko nod. Another loud crack of thunder pierced through the air. Aiko flinched again, and this time she slid her arms around Blaine's waist and hugged him tightly.
"Come here, silly," Blaine laughed, sliding his arms around her shaking figure. He felt her trembling under his arms and for some reason he couldn't help but think somehow this was right.
"Blaine, don't let it hurt me," Aiko whispered, clinging onto him as if for dear life. Another crash of thunder; Aiko screamed and squeezed Blaine even más tightly.
"Shh..." soothed Blaine, smoothing back her hair in a comforting sort of way. After a while the storm blew itself out and the cracks of thunder and lightning stopped.
"Aiko," whispered Blaine. "Come on, wake up."
"Nng," she replied. "Is the lightning gone?"
"The lightning can't hurt tu anymore," Blaine insisted. "It's nearly two in the morning; Elaine going to kill us."
"'Kay," Aiko mumbled. They exited the warehouse to find the park dark and closed.
"Oh God, we are so dead..." dicho Blaine desperately.
"Wait," Aiko dicho hastily, tugging on Blaine's sleeve. "When was the last time tu replenished?"
"Oh, brother..." Blaine dicho exasperatedly.
"Don't tu 'oh, brother' me, Mr. Vampire," she dicho firmly. Blaine rumpled his hair and dicho quietly, "Two months ago."
"That's ridiculous!" Aiko exploded. "Let's go behind the building and—"
"No," dicho Blaine flatly. "We really need to go before Elaine has our throats."
"She's not the one who need mine," Aiko hissed. They stared at each other for a while, and then Blaine allowed Aiko to tug him behind the building and into the shade of the trees.
"Nobody will see us here," she dicho softly, cheking for any intruders. She slid down the muro and tied her hair back.
"Okay, go," she dicho firmly. Blaine put on arm on her shoulder and one arm around her neck. He opened his mouth wide, exposing his fangs, and slowly and carefully pressed them into her neck.
"She... she isn't even in pain..." Toyo gasped. "Well, not entirely in pain..." He watched Aiko's face twitch slightly, but still not a single scream emmitted from her rosy lips as it had done on the occasions when Toyo needed to replenish. Toyo doubled over when the scent of her blood was carried por the sudden gust of wind , his eyes flashing a glowing red.
"Got... to... get out... of here..." he choked, running in the opposite direction. Aiko exhaled slowly, the pain fading away slowly as Blaine took his fangs out of her neck, panting. His eyes were glowing red as he stared at her; Blaine's consciousness had been dado away to his senses. Slowly they faded from red to chocolate brown again and his dark expression slid into something that was almost devastated.
"Can... can I try something?" he asked quietly. A trickle of blood was running down the side of his mouth.
"Um..." stammered Aiko, noticing how close Blaine's face was to hers. "Sure, I guess." Blaine reached out and cupped the side of her face with his hand.

End of Excerpt. Aren't I just cruel? :D
posted by InnerMermaid
What u will need
Water
Salt
Pen'n paper
Cup
Shell from the sea
Your powers might be
Hydrokinisis
Hydrocryokinisis
Termokinisis
Sieren singing
Telekinesis
U might get all the powers but put your first choice on your pic.
First get a pencil and paper and draw your tail what u want it 2 look like I would recommend the u draw your chest as well for better results. Lable your pics!
After u have done that fill the cup with water and sprinkle salt over the cup and the shell. Dab your fingers in the shell and try to get some salt on them. Rub them on your legs and say:

Coaral reefs ocean floors where ever u may...
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posted by Mermaidgirl11
Hi today i will tell tu haw to become a mermaid


Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot


Method:

Get into the ducha, ducha de take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me pescado of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE

When tu say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
siguiente time tu touch water close your eyes imagine tu being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then tu should fall over and open your eyes

FIND THE MAGIC TALE

WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR tu
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN más SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
posted by mermaidgirl1010
Another día in paradise, NOT!
Just another summer día of hanging out with friends and such.
Omg. He. Is. Hot. My friend and I were riding our bikes and I saw the cutest guy IN THE UNIVERSE. Well, maybe I am exaggerating but STILL! He is hot!
I must have been staring because the siguiente minuto I was on a tree. OMG. He was looking at ME!!!!!!! ''Hi I'm Brady."
"I......I........." OMG! Sooooo stupid! My best friend was gone now and he leaned down. OMG. He kissed me! Then...... gone. I was in my bed. Was it a dream? Well, I think i'll check just to be sure.
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** Little Red Riding capucha, campana is always told the same way time after time. It's time to hear this story from another characters point of view. The story of fairy tales may be completely different than what tu are told. Try thinking of everything from someone else's perspective for once, and see how much that story will change.**

"Here I am again, all alone in these stupid woods," I thought this to myself the whole walk down to the forest. Besides the lobos and birds, these woods were scarcely populated, so it was quite boring here all alone. It was always the same old thing, día after día of...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Imagine,John Lennon's most famous song,was recently voted"Britain's favourite song of all time".It's an idealistic song about peace and hope for a better world.
"Imagine all the people living life in peace."The song was a big hit in 1971,and again in 1980 when Lennon was murdered in New York.It became a hit for a third time after the terrorist attacks of September 11th 2001.

But who really wrote the song?Until recently the answer to this pregunta was always John Lennon.But on a TV programme this week Lennon's wife,Yoko Ono,spoke for the first time about how she,in fact,helped to write the song....
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posted by Insight357
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until tu hear
The ángeles sing
Thy blessing
When tu hear heaven’s
Yell tu wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was tu who committed them
And tu wil burn for sin

tu are consumed por wretched flames
And through everyones aims
tu are never hit
Nor bit
por the fuego consuming you


Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light

tu are consumed por wretched flames
And through everyones aims
tu are never hit
Nor bit
por the fuego consuming you

We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
posted by greenstergirl
Chapter one
Okay this is a really misceláneo stroy but I was bored and I couldn't get this idea out of my head. In my opinion it is really badly written so sorry.

“Okay Class, tu have the rest of the period to finish this quiz. This is the last grade before your midterm so work well, and remembers what we studied,” dicho my Mr. Grazing, my math teacher. He was the kind of teacher kids pick on and make fun of behind his back. I hate math, so I don’t care for him as a teacher much. He usually wears a sweater vest and weird 1950 glasses that squeeze his nose at the tip.

I stared at the Chapter...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
About me and my amazing best friend <3



Me and my best friend
My best friend and me,
We were always together
Inseperable tu see.
Our imaginary games
Our funny little chats,
That special secret language
The hadas and the cats.
The way we always laughed
At every single thing,
The way we loved to dance
Dance and act and sing!

You were always my partner
In everything I did,
Always together
Just like twins they said.
You'd help me with my homework
You've always been clever,
And then I'd help tu with your story
We'd imagine those kind of things together.
I could skip and hop and twirl around
And I always knew,
That...
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posted by mitchie19
1. l E T T E R
Dear Mariah,
I and your father are expecting to leave for the upcoming season.
Your father got accepted as a manager of a company in United States and I have to be there to guide him. If you’re wondering whose going to take care of tu Norah will be there. She’ll be with tu for a while. Don’t worry me and your father will call tu to check on tu and Norah okay? And expect us that we won’t be there in your graduation and we will always be there to support you. I left your emergency money por the fridge and your money for expenses. Please save your money, we’ll use...
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posted by Bella_Swan3
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.

And if no one gives in?

Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.

Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a triángulo, triángulo de of glass below.

Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.

That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.

Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.

"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.

She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.

She knew where she was going, if only this once.

But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
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posted by edencharles
Eden Brolin enacts an 18-year-old cruddy, somewhat unbalanced pixie, who along with her friends, turns out to be the target of a sorcerers’ cult. She doesn’t seem whom tu would call a strong woman and its refreshing we get this in horror movies. She seems siguiente door normal unruly girl. Her character has no outstanding characteristic, the artist somehow gives her depth. We see it in her eyes and body language.
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.
posted by Firewriter
This is a new book I've been working on to help channel my PTSD. Any feedback would be much appreciated.
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Chapter One
Underground

"Get back up to South Sector now!" A man's gruff voice boomed from the walkie-talkies clipped to the belts of the grey and aceituna, oliva green camouflage uniforms of the handful of guards. The harsh command reverberated in the deathly silent area as an individual stealthily crept through the heap of lifeless corpses which gazed emptily at him as he reached for one guard's static walkie-talkie. Sighing heavily in exhaustion from the fight he had to put up, he kicked at...
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