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posted by funnyshawna
Life is an iPod. The different melodies, the ups and the downs, the changes in tempo, every song, and every experience differs a little from the next. Start with the tinkling bells, meaningless lyrics, and soothing sounds of early childhood. Everything is simple; repetition, a song meant for young ears, nothing to think about, nothing to ponder, just to breathe and to live. One song flows into the next, changing subtly, barely noticed. Then the words begin to gather más depth; the beat becomes a little faster, a little louder. The música plays, slow and monotonous during the school day, dragging...
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posted by nimone
Let's be honest we have all at least once in our lives experienced the misfortune that is the power cut.

The power cut it'self may not be as intolerable depending on the circumstance. If tu live in a place where it is sunny and there is a lot to do outside then tu don't have much to worry about.
I for one do live in this kind of climate usually. This however was not the case yesterday!

Not only was it the only día of the week where everything is closed as it was a Sunday, oh no it was also pouring down raining!

I was forced indoors with nothing to do and it was really dark inside due to the...
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posted by irena83
Life,
priceless and important,
gives tu the roads
and leaves tu choices
of which your luck depends on.


This is your life
and tu live it
wrapped por sadness
o happiness.
Who cares?


This is your life,
invisible for others.


tu pick the road
and pray that the choice
is right,
but life loves tu not,
that's tu who amor
the joy of life.


Life,
priceless and important,
gives tu choices,
unpredictable events,
grays and hope,
and life is all yours.


But, the pregunta is
will tu remain sane
even though your life
is cruel to your dreams,
will tu remain sane
even when your life
is dying in your eyes.
posted by irena83
Chapter 5: News

Suddenly, she felt weird.
She went quickly at the bathroom
and laved herself.
She looked pale and was feeling sick.
She closed her eyes and tried to
take a deep breath.
Now she felt little better.
She took a phone and called a neighbor,
telling her that she must see a doctor
and someone should take care of Gwenny.
Joanna dicho that there were no reason
to be worried about and she would
look after baby.
Dana, thankful and scared the same time,
got dressed quickly and immediately
called a cab.
While she was waiting for a cab,
she was so confused and tense.
The cab came soon.
She barely could...
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their are six technique(originally theirs eight but i only know six)


technigue one:Start with a short,effective sentence(4-5 words max): Her hair shone gold.

technique two:Start with an interesting metaphor o simile: The lobo was like a tornado,changing the lives of all who crossed his path.

technique three:Start with a literary device(ex.onomatopoeia,alliteration,etc):Gobbling Grandma and her grandchild was his plan all along.

technique four:Start with a prepositional phrase: ALong the spooky road to Grandma's house,Red skipped with an air of confidence.

technique five:Start with a riddle and...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
 I'm thinking of this guy resembling Jack. *Disclaimer*
I'm thinking of this guy resembling Jack. *Disclaimer*
"Run, tu idiot!"
"I am!"
Niki and I just robbed a gas station. We pointed our Colt's at the cashier, then tied him up. Sweat dripped off my face as we loaded our trash bags full of comida and money. I didn't think we'd make it in time before the cops came. But, miraculously we packed up quick enough.
"Alright man, head over to those hills, here take this, I'm gonna go knock that guy out."
Niki nodded and took the two trash bags. His blonde hair falling around his head, soaked with sweat.
I ran back into the station, and went over to the cashier. I asked him if there was anybody else here and...
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posted by sweetpea92
    Everyday at lunch for all of high school so far I would stand in line and wait to get up to the front to tell the lunch lady that “I need a to-go tray please.” Then once I had gotten my tray, I would scan my lunch card and dash down the hallway to my favorito! teacher’s room to registrarse “the lunch bunch” on everyday except Wednesday, and Friday. On those days the beginning of this routine is relatively the same, but instead of heading off to another meeting of the lunch bunch, I would take a detour at the biblioteca to registrarse my friends at our usual table, for either...
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posted by Firewriter
There was once a boy
Who loved a girl
A very distant girl- haunted por her demons that no one else could see
The boy- lonely and afraid of pursuing his passions
The heat of the mid-July sun beating on their backs
On a little dirt road siguiente to a vine-covered wall
That little boy handed the little girl a lima, cal green envelope
Her name printed on that envelope in his fine pen writing

Their cheeks red and hearts pounding
The two continued their days apart
Both afraid their darkness will come over
And destroy what they tried to break
The día to follow, that little broken girl
Smiling a real smile for the first...
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First Step In escritura A Screenplay por Richard Walter
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how to write a screenplay
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Also very funny, don't tu just wish tu could do these things yourself?
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added by HarryPLover
 Surviver of The Thing prequel that is till the end that was the beginning of The Thing 1984
Surviver of The Thing prequel that is till the end that was the beginning of The Thing 1984
How to survive a horror movie apocalypse. por L.R.Talbot
This is a lista of things to keep in mind in order to survive a horror movie. Note most of these can be used in a daily life as well.
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1.If there's someone at the door never say whose there
2.never put your back against a door. tu never know if someone has enough strength to put a cuchillo through the door plus there's the mail slot to consider.
3.Try to be as quiet as possible especially if they(your attacker o possible attacker) are near by
4.Find a weapon as soon as possible. In my opinion preferably something that could...
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posted by Ragefulchimp
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a pescado on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis

Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with pescado hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals

Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The pescado hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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posted by para-scence
"We've got to tell Mom," I dicho quickly. "She'll get Matt to actually pay it this time." I hoped I was right. He would, wouldn't he? He couldn't just let his girlfriend suffer. I picked up Auburn, and Sage held my hand as the five of us set out to Matt's house.

It was dark, and I was getting really anxious. During the day, the neighborhood was fine. But during the night... it was frightening. This place turned into a battle ground; shootings everywhere. It hasn't been so bad lately. The cops got rid of most of them. But tu could never be too careful.

Matt's house was bigger than ours; it had...
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posted by para-scence
I got home, where Reed was at the cocina mesa, tabla playing poker with some friends and smoking. I walked up to the mesa, tabla and threw the bag onto the table. His friends all looked at it, gaping. Reed laughed.

"Good job, baby sister!" he said. He took the bag and inspected it. I smiled at his praise. He looked up at me and smiled. "But shouldn't tu be at school? If Nikolai finds out he'll bust your head in."

"So don't let him find out," I dicho like it was an obvious answer. His buddies laughed. Reed shook his head at me, but a smile still played on his lips. He threw the bag back at me.

"Well then,...
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posted by mitchie19
2. B I G D A Y

One, two, three, go! I breathed. My right leg went first up the stairs and then my left leg.
This is it, this is really it. I squealed nervously. “Marhion Angeles Pearson, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Pearson” the school directress announced. I went up the stage. The audience clapped.
I felt like a estrella on a rise.
I saw Riley on the crowd, my eyes glued to him. Ah! I tripped. The audience gasp some stood up to see if I’m okay some of them laughed and snickered. pato, drake Cell, the school news anchor video taped my clumsiness, he smiled. I quickly stood up. My cheeks were red, I...
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posted by ChickRiddler
Preface: We were called freaks. Strangers. Mutants. As my claws ripped through the peculiar woman’s skin I thought, “What am I now?” My teeth sunk into her arm. The screech that pierced the air at that moment brought me back to reality, I was human again. I spat the blood out of my mouth and looked around myself. The handsome man was looking at me with terrified eyes.
    “I’m so sorry,” I whispered. Shrinking into myself, I began to run away. The man wouldn’t catch me. But something held me back. I went back to him and reappeared. “Help me.” I wasn’t even sure he heard me I dicho it so low. Suddenly, my body couldn’t take the pain. There was a buzzing in my ears, a pounding in my head, and spots in my vision. It was then the darkness swallowed me whole.