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posted by jacob_lover5253
*New character! Kayla Known as Karleigh's cousin*

I turned around and saw Nick waving from outfront. Oh, okay. I grabbed two water bottles, one for me and one for Nick. I picked up my phone to take with me.

(Kayla-underlined karleigh- italics)

so wen u getting here?

Uh...not for another hora o so y?

bcuz i was gonna play frisbee with Bri Nick nd others

UGH! Nick! I h8 him!

I don't get it y? y do u h8 him?

cause he pulled my hair in the pool!

I thought we cleared this up...he thought u were his annoying loser sister, Leigha!

ugh! his sister is too cute to h8 nd just cause u like nick...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
While she slept I caressed her satin cheek. Connor stares down at her with amor and I lean my head back on his chest. One night in May Damon calls me shouting into the phone. “ Keaira Callie’s pregnant with a baby girl with blonde hair and green eyes.” “ That’s great Damon.” “ Yea we have already decided on the name Avril tu know after the singer kinda but I live the name too it sounds like a flower.” I smile even though he can’t see it. He then tells me to put Dawn on the phone and he tells her that she’s gonna have a cousin. She says she is happy and then says “ Is...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
I pull on my Rocking Paris camisa, camiseta and Jeans. I then pull my dirty blonde hair into a poni, pony tail and then brush my teeth and then wait in the car till Gabriel comes. When Gabriel does come out I see he is wearing his green vest that brings out his eyes. Gabriel sits in the passenger asiento of the mustango, mustang and lounges there. I look at the radio and groan its 7:15 and we have to be at school at 7:45. “Where’s Kaden” I ask? “I don’t know he’s probably fixing his hair again.” I snicker and then turn the key and start to drive down the street. “He can drive the rosado, rosa corvette.” I and...
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posted by CullenProperty
He made me stay in the car while he checked us into the room. I had barely noticed that he carried in two packs of cerveza with us. We started off just watching televisión and sucking on a beer. Then soon enough he had too many drinks and he started besar my face. The bad thing is, is that I let him and I kissed him back. He touched me to, but again, I let him and then he pulled my camisa, camiseta off. I didn't mind it much until then and that's when I knew that this wasn't the best choice I'd ever made. The smell of his breath penetrated my neck and filtered in through my nose, making my stomach wrench....
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posted by jacob_lover5253
After Nick cheered me up I decided to go home. "I'm gonna head home. I'll text tu when i'm coming back out. I have to eat dinner." He frowned. "Alright i'll be waiting." I laughed. "Bye." I walked my bike back to my trailer. My friend Briana came running up to me.

"So, I have a question?" I looked at her. "Alright ask away." She smiled a little and let out a little laugh. "Who do tu like?" I stopped walking all together. She asks me now? "Uh, come to my trailer with me and i'll tell you." I dicho walking again. I walked inside with her following me. Cocoa, my puppy, jumped up on Briana, "Alright...
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posted by dexisawesome
A lesson learned

Once upon a time in the small town of Eighdensburgh there were 6 small children. 5 of the children loved to play all día and sleep all night. The sixth one did not like what the other kids liked, he liked chemistry and science plus a little bit of paranormal things. One día the first child, that was a girl, came up and asked the sixth child if he wanted to play. He said” No, of course not! Why would I want to spend all my time prancing around like a fool!”. the first child then said” What’s your problem, tu got something against us!”. then the first child ran off...
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posted by AliceKinsley
“Lev, tu left your book on the table.” Boris rushed over to me, handing me my English textbook. I grabbed it reluctantly, sighing. I meant to leave it there. English isn’t my strongest subject. o Language.
“No, I meant to leave book there.” I replied, rolling my eyes and shoving the textbook into my satchel. Boris chuckled and patted my shoulder. America was such a strange country. The language was hard, the people were different, and the weather was unpredictable. At least in Russia tu could understand what the people were saying, and when it was going to snow o shine. “Why...
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posted by Funnygirl77
 learing to let go is like jumping out of an airplan with no para shoot
learing to let go is like jumping out of an airplan with no para shoot
8:00 am Saturday
I woke up, I felt way better then I had in years. I amor the ending of my dream, I could still fill the warmth of Alec's arms. I smiled to myself as I made Breakfast for Aunt Maggie and me. I made pancakes, Bacon, and eggs, Aunt Maggie walked down stairs and smiled at me. "what's gotten in to you?" I smiled, thinking of what Alec said. Aunt Maggie looked at me, and dicho "alright who's the boy?"

I pretended like I was offended, "boy, what boy?" Aunt Maggie laughed, "do I get to meet him?" I smiled, "You may? it depends." I stopped talking then, When I'm with Alec I fill so alive,...
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posted by juicyjossy9
Did God Create Evil?

The universidad professor challenged his students with this question:

"Did God create everything that exists?"

A student bravely replied, "Yes, he did!"

"God created everything?" The professor asked.

"Yes sir", the student replied.

The professor answered, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principal that our works define who we are, then God is evil".

The student became quiet before such an answer.
The professor, quite pleased with himself, boasted to the students that he had proven once más that the Christian faith was a...
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posted by Marcus_Ghent
Rahar and the Three Bandits
(aside the three bandits bit. I originally intended this to be a longer, full story but I sorta like it as just a lil moral short /shrug)

Rahar seemed a plain fellow but should tu ask his friends they would all tell tu he had the makings of greatness, that he was designed to fullfill integral roles in important events. Indeed there was nothing obviously special about him...unless he chose to mostrar you. He wore his black hair long, down past his shoulders to about mid-back. Many loose-fitting rings adorned his calloused hands, though usually these had the impresion...
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John Muir Middle School

Alexa Lightman: a girl with braces who wants to make a difference. Age 11
Deandra Cody: a formerly chubby Hispanic girl who loves drawing. Age 12
Katie Eckert: a pigtailed baloncesto player who wants to be estrella forward. Age 12
Emma Walsh: a young brunette girl who plays soccer to win. Age 13
Colleen Tepper: a blonde girl who strives to be a champion figure skater. Age 13
Hannah Slater: a girl with curly brown hair who is a violin prodigy. Age 14
Brooke Paxton: a Hispanic girl who play guitar. Age 11
Brigit Banks: a bun wearing blonde Irish dancer who is very serious and competitive....
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posted by breebree446
 Although JP doesn't really describe his characters that much, he gives enough about Iggy to know he's blind, a pyro, and has fresa blonde hair!
Although JP doesn't really describe his characters that much, he gives enough about Iggy to know he's blind, a pyro, and has strawberry blonde hair!
So, we have the plot line and idea prepared. But what about the thing that makes it all come to life? The characters. This is a little articulo on character development.

Appearence!

tu know the old saying, "Appearence is everything."? Well, it's not! But it IS important when writing. As tu go along, think about what your character looks like. What's thier hair color? What kind of body type do they have. What's thier eye color. I'll admit i'm not a big fan of the "Hi. My name is _____ I have brown hair and blue eyes." What I do is describe the characters subtly. Like if one character describes...
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posted by Twilightluv3r
For the past three weeks Taylor and I haven't been getting along so well. All we do is argue about every little thing. Most of the time it's because we never have time to spend with each other.
He's still acting, but he's only getting small parts, so he thought he needed to practice his acting. It was so hard trying to be a bestfriend on his schedule, so we decided to distance ourselves, a little, for a week. The first two days were like hell. I did't want to talk to anyone except for Taylor. I would have talked to Amy, but she was sick.
But then everything turned around when Mark and I started...
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posted by odekanmi
I told someone once,
"You are alone".
The person refused to agree,
"Why?",
"What for?",
"Why should i be told I'm alone"
Those were the words most probably flowing through the fellas mind at the time,
Think of it,
Stop,
Take a deep breath,
Think again,
Who were tu with the last second?,
You, yourself and you,right?,
Look around you,
Are tu sure this is where tu want to be?,
I look,
Right now,
And,you know what I see?,
No one.
Nada Nada person,
Well that's my own language, forget it.
There's no one there,
But I do what I do best,
Suffer in silence.
posted by deathchick9
Syayuki Kimihiro,is a normal Japaneses high school girl trying to find her place and make friends,but when she was 5 she was taken from her home,she has many nightmares about this event even after 11 years,These nightmares consist of demons monsters and gargoyles.Her family says that it's normal sines she was found unconscious with no memories of this horrible event,now she has episodes where she has excruciating chest pain till she falls unconscious.Her mother being a doctor was able to make a vaccine for her but it only works for one day.Suddenly four new students appear making her episodes and nightmares worse.As if that's not bad enough now there are strange marks on her left wrist that hurt like hell.Do these new students have something to do with it and why is the leader constantly flirting with her?
Dizzy:

As I weaved through the crowded hallways, I focussed on the rhythm of my footsteps. I was lost. It was as if I was a new student o something. Now that Annabella was gone, the hallways made me dizzy with fear. When you're with your best friend, nothing matters. When tu know you'll never see her again, not even a faint light of happiness appears at the end of the freight tunnel.
I'm still me, I reminded myself. But who was I? Before knew it, a bib of tears flooded down my chest. I hear red-headed Abigail whisper to Elisa. Faint words saying, 'They're actually crying?' I wished those...
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o was someone threatening me? Signs of threats weren’t the ones I had.
Maybe just warnings.
    “Glorious, Have tu ever, had signs before? tu know, like something warning tu not to go on o go some place?” I asked myself. I shivered in the coldness of my room. I liked it cold.
    “I don’t understand you,” a voice rang to my left. There, in the middle of my doorway, stood Looi, my older brother. He was leaning on the door frame.
    “Hey, do tu mind? I’m getting ready. Don’t tu have your own bathroom?” I asked...
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posted by InnocentNoMore
Feel like falling,
    but sure to stand fast.
Feel like letting go,
    but afraid of the rash,
Feel like giving up,
    but afraid to sleep,
Want to jump,
    but afraid to of falling off way to deep.
Sometimes life takes me in weird directions,
    but knowing me, its all imperfections.
Sometimes emotions nube every single thought,
    and knowing my actions, I’m here to rot.
Forever will my mistakes continue to haunt me,
    standing here, I now see.
What if things could be different siguiente time?
    Would it then, take a lifetime?
posted by amethyst44
The one thing that never freaked me out before was when the teacher got mad at us, especially Mr. Donnahue. But watching him shred up each and every paper that he touched on that dumb escritorio of his...well...it made me shiver a bit.
That's when I saw it; my paper, neatly written in my cursive writting, only with rosado, rosa gel pen instead of the standard pencil. Under my desk, I crossed my fingers, hoping, waiting, praying. I shut my eyes.
Then I heard it; riiiiiip.
I opened my eyes, blinking as I followed Mr. Donnahue's hands, which held my torn paper, throw the scraps over the edge and into the trash...
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(Before tu read this, remember that this character is a student at a sailing school, and can fly.)

I woke up. It was cloudy. The green sea went into ginormus waves the size of sharks. I went outside.
My barco was shaking in the weather, and it was all wet. I sailed it anyways. I grabbed the steer, raised the anchor, and went out.
    The sea was hard on me. The waves pulled my white, small, wooden barco up and down the great seas. I felt great. I felt brave. I felt calm.
    Rain started to fall down as the clouds got darker. It was amazing. The wind blew...
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