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posted by dragonwriter

When I looked over st the lobo I saw that he was watching me. Looking into his eyes I felt an unforgettable sadness. I started walking to it. The closer I got to it voices started appearing in my head. The más steps I took to it the más clear the voices became. When I got siguiente its head I crouched down and put my head siguiente to his and then I could make out the voices, "Run Shaun. tu need to run." It sounded like the old man. What is going on here?
I did as he said, I turned and ran. I did nothing but until I found myself back in the woods I was in before. At least I hope. It just feels familiar....

Fatherly war (book five)

posted by Cries_Bloodlova

Chapter 1
The belief
“So my dad is alive.” I look around at everyone, they where still looking at me as if I was a freak. I look at Effie as if she was a freak. And she was.
“Apparently.” Haymitch said. I rolled my eyes at him.
“Why is everyone starring at me?” There were mumbles. I turn to Peeta he looks at me with concern and protection. “What!” I yell.
“calm down. We just want to know how tu feel about your dad being alive.” Peeta dicho I shrug.
“I feel confused.”
“About your dad being alive?” Peeta said. I nod. “what’s confusing about that.”
“The fact that...

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Too Soon For The End (7)

posted by fanfangirlfan

Hes looking at me wide-eyed now which I hope at least means he’s listening to me. I start to take my hands off his face because I realize that im probably really invading his personal space, but before I can put them back at my sides, he grabs them in his hands. His hands are so warm that it makes me realize mine are freezing cold and then im thinking oh great, he just listened to my probably stupid and useless rant with ice cold hands gripping his face like a vise! I think of how uncomfortable I might have just made him feel because after all were still practically strangers!!! But before...

Too Soon For The End (6)

posted by fanfangirlfan

When we run, it doesn’t quite feel like running. It feels más like falling, running so fast that the wind makes my hair whip around my face and whistles in my ears just makes me feel like I couldn’t possibly be stopped. Like the fall will never end. Sam is the leader, turning us every which way until we end up on the outskirts of town. The air is fresher and the césped, hierba is greener here. We run until it’s just endless road and fields in front of us and then finally our foot-falls slow, and we veer off the pavement into the shade of a huge oak tree. The tree, being so massive, hides us completely...

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Vialo: proligue

posted by khfan12

Vialo By: Josie Mahre

Prolige
"Run, Ella, run!" dicho Vialo. "I'm running as fast as I can!" Ella said. Vialo is a 14-year-old girl with the unique name Vialo Tarah Wilson, also, she has superpowers and the ability to take over / rule the universe / save the universe. Her friend, Ella Newbie, also has superpowers. "Ella, we can hide here." dicho Vialo. "Vialo, go on without me. I'll catch up." dicho Ella. "No. I'll just telaport us out." dicho Vialo. "No! Vialo, they'll find tu easier!" dicho Ella. All of a sudden, some people walked up to them. "You two aren't out yet?" asked one. "No Jasper....

Two poems for two very special people

posted by ryans_love

He leads me
in the paths that are right
tu are my friend
I have courage,
for your help is there
tu are close beside me with comfort,
tu are guiding my way
tu make me welcome,
Pouring down honor
This joy fills me with gladness
Your goodness always is with me
Your loving kindness strengthens me always
as I go through life.

They are pouring down honor
For your achievements
It fills me with pride
At your success
tu are más than deserving
Of such attention
I am so happy for tu
And am proud to know tu and call tu friend.

Words world

posted by ZekiYuro

How men first learnt to invent words is unknown;in other words,the origin of language is a mystery.All we really know is that men,unlike animals,somehow invented certain sounds to express thoughts and feelings,actions and things so that they could communicate with each other;and that later they agreed to certain signs,called letters,which could be combined to represent those sounds,and which could be written down.These sounds,if spoken o written in letters,are called words.

Great writers are those who not only have great thoughts but also express these thoughts in words that appeal powerfully to our minds and emotions.This charming and telling use of words is what we call literary prose.Above all,the real poet is a master of words.He can convey his meaning in words which sing like music,and which por their position and association can break men to tears.We should,therefore,learn to choose our words carefully,or they will make our speech silly and vulgar.

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The couples I created

posted by SarahCorine

Please read and tell me what tu think of each couple I created. Which one is your favorite? For the pics I decided to use animie pictures. Each picture is actually something that would happen in the story of each couple. The frases on the pictures are things that the couple says of course. Please leave a comment.

KATIANA AND DANIEL (WRITTEN ALREADY)
Originally this was not couple was not going to be written in the story, but as I got opinions on the first chapter, everyone thought that Daniel liked Katiana because of the way he acted with her. I thought making them a couple would take away...

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A valentine Poem

posted by RanmaRaj

Guess even the sky is lonely
See its crying so bitterly
Its raining here today
Cuz its valentine day

Everyone has a smile on their faces
Either true o fake
Some have their heart's aces
Others hated even to wake

Now that you're gone
I'm staring at my phone
Hoping tu to make a small call
That tu wanna meet in the mall

There's an empty place in my heart
I'm in agony due to the pain
The día tu left it broke apart
I cry as much as the rain

Pls come back to me
Pls say tu amor me
And that I'll never again have to stay
Alone on a valentine's day

A Bleeding Rose

posted by Ms_Dididy

|Life is like a story,both can end badly.It depends on what tu write and what tu do to change them.|

"Love is like a flower,it can only be treated so tenderly."Elisa Reynolds."My beloved,you may have tricked those..little toys but tu forget that I keep no secret,no lies,nor any true clues.But I can say that I loved you."Liam Foyet."My last words to tu be that Doyle is back.Back to kill me.Also that Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun."

"The danger people see in me,(chuckle) it's amusing."

Elisa~"Im weakened por love, but strengthen por pain."
Doyle~"Shut up and this will be a short execution."
Russia

Modern día Princess Ch. 2

posted by para-scence

I slowly walked down the stairs in my pajamas, trying desperately not to make a sound. I peeked around the cocina corner. Father was sitting at the cocina table, sipping his coffee and lectura the paper. I silently turned around, and tip-toed back to the stairs.

"Cosette," he dicho in a deep voice. I squeezed my eyes shut and cursed quietly. I turned back around, and shuffled my feet into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Daddy," I said, trying to make him forgive me for last night. Even though it wasn't my fault. "How'd tu sleep last night?"

"Fine," he grumbled. "Don't think tu can make me forget...

Missing; Chapter 2

posted by wantadog

Chapter 2!

Juliet retrieved the papers from the chicken pen, saying hi to a few of them while she was there, and made her way towards the road. She considered going back to ask her mother about dad again, but decided that it could wait. She would talk to her about it when she got back. Jessica reached the gate leading to the road and left, taking care to remember to close it. Her farm was about a mile away from the rest of the town, so it took her about 10 minutos of walking to arrive. On the way, Juliet dropped a piece of paper. Her hands were pretty full, so she folded it and put it in her...

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Elements: the story Pt.1

posted by Dudespie

Just to clarify for the others in my group story, this is just a prototype. I may ask tu to rewrite this with your characters in it. I'm just starting with my two.

Pt.1
It was a bright and sunny día on the coast of Australia. The sun was shining, people speckled the shore, and all was well. "Luna! Stop fooling around in the water! Your burger is going to get cold!" Melody shouted to Luna, the youngest of the group. "Oh relax, sis, it's only water. Besides, I can microwave it when we get home, we're not going to be here all día long ya know" Luna retorted at her big sister. "You are SO stubborn...

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The Sisters: Chapter 5: Frankly My Dear I Don't Give A Damn.

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

Murder is always a mistake - one should never do anything one cannot talk about at dinner.

Tayce’s p.o.v

The three of us sat there watching the chick flick. I was in grossed in the storyline, Belinda was doing her homework and every time someone dicho the word love, Ruby nearly chucked. It had been three days since we had seen the protectors. Belinda sighed and put the book she was lectura down. “Want to order pizza?” She asked, Ruby shrugged and I shook my head. “Why can’t we order pizza?” Belinda asked, I didn’t really want to tell the why but if tu have sisters tu understand....

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Forever, part one

posted by RandomOne

"Where are tu going?" came Mother's soft, but scolding voice.

To hell. Melony thought darkly. "Just to the wood," She answered, not turning around, staring hard at the dusty ground. She heard a deep sigh behind her.

"Melony..." Mother's sad voice made Melony momentarily guilty.

The feeling quickly faded. "No, Mother."Melony snapped, turning around angrily. "I ain't caring what tu say an'more." She swiftly opened the garden gate and ran down the dusty road.

"Melony! Wait! Come back!" Mother called desperately. Melony didn't turn around o look back.

Melony was half way through the woods before...

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ignore please for my colleagues in ISB

posted by nessienjake

so...her it goes:P

Actors:
~Ecem
~Sari
~selen
~sara
~rumeysa
~sevde
~sevde
~dursun
~sufian
~firas
~roberto
~alex
~anthony
...
Scene starts off in class,the first día at school,everybody looking tired,waiting for they're form teacher to be presented.
(a moment of silence as the door slowly opens...I'll be helping on that one!...and a creepy looking teacher steps inside the class-room)
(ACT 1)
Radu:(low and dark voice) Hello....everybody Im your new teacher as we all~~

Alex: yeah,yeah we know,we know

Radu:(laughs sinisterly)you'd wished tu didnt say that.NOW...you've been..."disrespectful" to the teacher,come outside...

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First language: Shy

posted by amandaj

Ok, this is my first attempt at escritura a story, if that's what I should call it, I'm not sure. I'm not an experienced writer, and English isn't my mother tongue, so it's not flawless. Please oso, oso de with me a little. But please feel free to give me feedback on this, positive o negative, either way. :)

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There was a time, when she felt like she could do anything. A time when the world didn't seem as intimidating. When all her challenges and struggles was small, and forgotten por the blink of an eye. She doesn't seem to remember a single time when she was younger, when she found...

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The book I gave to my favorito! actor

posted by TheGoldenHeart

Hi there everyone!

I'm a writer and I'd amor some international support for my story that I already gave to Colin morgan personally as a gift. He inspired me for a certain character and it was dado más as a sign of gratitude for the inspiration rather than for him to read it. No idea if he ever would, but I just hope the effort I put into translating it just for him made him happy that day. What a brilliant actor ^^ Anyways - I've created a club and this account itself for communicating with future readers. I don't want to bother anyone with it, but how else could tu let people know your...

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The Guest

posted by ButteBaby_K

Crimson blood speckled the wall. The air of a last scream was still etched in the breath of the murderer. Hands bloody and still clutching the cuchillo the mysterious person walked away. A few hours later, another scream rented through the air. Again, the person screamed the same blood curdling sound. Tanya looked down upon the still face of her true love. Unable to tear her eyes of his limp body she sobbed and dropped to her knees unable to mover o speak. Drowsily she stumbles to his body and clutched his hand, tears pouring down from her startling blue eyes. Tanya lay down siguiente to him and drifted...

i havent got a title, could u give me some suggestions 1???

posted by I_DONT-KNOW

hola i dont know where to go with this 1 so any suggestions would b great thankx,

Usual morning, usual day, wake up, breakfast, school, go the long way home, then sit in my room the rest of the night. But today wasnt normal, nothing was right.

I woke up, and sniffed the air, but it wasnt the usuall panqueques, tortitas i could smell, it was just the coldness, and the emptiness. i jumped down from my cama and ran down the stairs, into the kitchen, no one was there, not my Dad lectura the paper at the table, his brows furrowed as he read the sport section. My mum wasnt wearing her bright apron, that was covered...