How To Keep The Audience In Anticipation por Chapman universidad Professor Paul Joseph Gulino

Hello to the cold world, I was named Max Lee Moore por the parents who absolutely despise me. I am sixteen years old at the moment, will be turning seventeen on June 27th. But who gives a crud? tu know what I receive for my birthday every year? For how old I am, like sixteen. I get sixteen whips from a belt. My dad doesn't live with me anymore to whip me, so there's my mother. She gets a kick out of every whip. It seems to make her ecstatic. Each whip equals to one of her evil laughs. She whips me any chance she wants to. It pains me so much that I'm surprised I haven't committed suicide yet....

Hows it going do tu think?

Our story begins with an elf gliding through the trees. His lean body let him jump from árbol to árbol as if he were flying.
It was spring, his favorito! time of the year. The daffodils and forsythia were in bloom, and the trees were once again turning green. He stopped on a particularly large branch and looked up into the clear sky. His dark blue eyes without the memories of the horrors of war, his skin without the scars of the torture it brings. For he was yet young, and all the time he has been alive has been peaceful.
He flew once más through the trees. He loved...

I don't know about other people, but I've began to notice that we are relying on teachnology way too much!

Yes this pregunta has been suggested to most of us before (most commonly por our parents). But this time it's different. It is normal for parents to think that teenagers are obsessed with our I-pods, i-phones, laptops o other. This is normal because our parents didn't have things like this when they were younger.

Most adults where I live including my parents didn't have the internet growing up. They all had to either go to the librery for information o have a collection of encyclopidias...

Prologue
Mana was not your normal girl. Her favorito! color was grey. She called all her teachers por their first names. Mana was not on the popular side, nor the unpopular side. She had her own ways, her own ways for everything.
Especially pets...

Chapter One
I sighed and plopped down on my cama with my laptop. After a long, hard día of school, nothing was better than escritura an essay, not! Such mean teachers!
Looking around, I try to find an animal to do the reportar on. All I need to do is describe the animal's habitat, eating habits, and appearance. I kept looking. Wow, hard decision. I amor being...

Characters (just so nobody gets confused):
Keigo Shokuo- main character (Name meaning: roughly Prince's bodyguard)
Mikoto Kyuuketsuki- vampire prince/ eventually becomes Keigo's best friend and lover (NM: roughly prince vampire)
Blood Brothers/BB- this name is misleading because of the "blood" part, but they're actually a group of highly trained assassins who are hired to kill Mikoto. They'll come up in conversations.
Geretsu Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's grandmother; retired vampire queen (NM: Mean Vampire)
Riaru Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's real mother [deceased] (NM: Real Vampire)
Katanashi Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's...

Hi my name is Blossom Utanium,Im 16 years old,i have an hourglass figure now and my body is fully developed but más then most girls my age.

Im leaving Citiesville today and going back to townsville. Except,im going to wear a disguise,I wear a black curly haired wig and purple contacts.

I bought a house down the calle from my sister. Im moving my stuff in today.

I ride my rosado, rosa convertible to townsville and park it in my new driveway and begin to unpack my stuff.

(Bricks Pov)
I watch a rosado, rosa convertible go through the neighborhood,with butch,buttercup,and bubbles. We all calmed down after we hit...

Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't fan fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.

If I never saw tu again.

How happy my life would be!

I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!

No más nagging!

No más griping!

No más constant whining!

No más rants about how dreadful your life is!

I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.

Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!

No más yelling!

No más shrieking!

No more...

The fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Read chapters 1 and 2 first. Thanks.

The girl living just around the corner.
Her name was Summer. She was eight years old and lived on a farm with her parents and often visited the animales on the farm. She had blond hair and blue eyes; she was very beautiful as well. She was a softhearted, adventurous girl who always found a way to brighten things.
That día Summer rode her bike down the path. She planned to ride to the pond and back, but once she got to the pond, she couldn't help but notice the two small perros laying in a heap por the pond. She...

Dear diary.
Wow what a cheesy start to a diary entry! I don't understand how a diary is supposed to work, there doesn't seem to be much point. I guess it is best to begin as to why I have to write here anyway.

I have been having many so called, misunderstandings at school. And after a lot of parent teacher meetings they have decided to send me to a counsellor.
There I met this man named Dr Fey (weird name I know).

He dicho that I needed to find a way of expressing my feelings. That is where this diary comes in. He explained that in-order to get rid of my socialophobia (afraid of social confrontation)...

From within the corazón of the forsaken village, the sleepy sun creeps out from the silent clouds it had been hiding behind for the past few days. Skies are blue, but only just, as the rain only fell yesterday, pouring onto the pavements below. The sun's shining streaks plaster the stony ground, creating light, dusty shadows of the villagers; their never-ending work continuing throughout the day. Children from the village play on the cobbles, darting and weaving in and out of the few passers-by on the quiet streets, chasing after each other without a worry in the world. The smiles on their faces...

flameheart sits in the césped, hierba lettting the breeze pass over him waiting
"hmm i hope i dont wait long" he says to into the air
looks around startled as a rustle comes from the bushes behind him
"scarlet is that you" he ask nervously
there's a flash of red and yellow knocking flamheart to the grounf with a large tortazo like stone on metal. he shrieks with a hint of a smile on his face as a pair of half paws half hands hold him down.
a bright female tone female voice with a playfull tone talks to flameheart" i got tu flameheart admit it!!"
holding him down is a human like zorro, fox creature with red fur...

III The Library
The siguiente room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on parte superior, arriba of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of libros were piled right up to the parte superior, arriba and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved lectura and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole biblioteca full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...

II The Kitchen.

Unsure where to go Ember dithered in the corridor outside the nursery for almost ten minutos the siguiente morning. But soon the delicious smell of apples and cinnamon reached her nose.
She followed the scent until she reached a large old fashioned kitchen. An old, wooden table, worn and scrubbed filled the middle of the room. It was the biggest cocina Ember had ever saw. One side of the room was simply all cupboards and drawers of all different shapes and coloured. Ember’s curiosity burned but she was distracted por a large woman wearing an apron. She was taking a steaming apple...

So, hi.
To those of tu who don't know me, my name is Josephine. tu can see me mostly hanging about the heroes of Olympus spot.
I write mostly fanfic on fanpop (If tu want to see my original work check out HousexofxNight on Quizilla), but my friend annabeth523 asked me to post this online so she could read it.

Basically put, this year, on the first of September, I turn sixteen. My goal is to have typed 100,000 words of a single story por then. I started typing on the 28th of December 2012 and I am just over 42,000 words in. I am now editing what I have written so far.

What tu are about to read...

The girls came back with a huge jug of water."Okay,now it's time to get down to buissness."Rachel said.She moved over to the drawer,and slowly opened it.She took out a long,silver key.

"Okay,look I have way más power than you,and I really don't need you,only as bait of course."Rachel added quickly,so Josie would get it,"Once your silly,dumb,sister knows I have you,there'll be no stopping me.Haley,get me my phone!"Haley obediently retrieved the phone.

Rachel texted Laura:
Looking for your sis,well we have her in my summer inicial in Salem Woods.Oh,and if tu tell anyone,especialy the cops,we'll...

This was take from a post on Tumblr that I found interesting and wanted to share! (And I did some of my own Googling and added to the list.) It just goes to mostrar that someone telling tu that your escritura isn't good doesn't mean anything. People just think differently from each other. ;P

Sylvia Plath: There certainly isn’t enough genuine talent for us to take notice.

Rudyard Kipling: I’m sorry Mr. Kipling, but tu just don’t know how to use the English language.

Emily Dickinson: [Your poems] are quite as remarkable for defects as for beauties and are generally devoid of true poetical qualities....

Jake looked at her for a moment,as if he longed for her.His eyes were lit up with desire,they sparkled as he looked at her.Rachel must have sensed this feeling because she came over and said,"Well tu two better get going to wherever tu were heading because Jake and I are supposed to be going roller skating.Right Jake?""ummm....Oh yeah um yes."Jake answered."I thought so,now tu two better get going.Ta ta!"she dicho as she dismissed them.

The whole way to the pond Laura drooped her head.Josie knew Laura wished it could have been HER and Jake going roller skating.Josie tried not to say any...

It was a dark night and there wasn't a single person around. The sounds of the ocean hitting the rocks below and the gusts of winds blowing through the empty black sky above. No stars and no moon. A man standing on the edge of the cliff looking over at the crashing waves below with only one thought. "Why not jump? What's left for me?" All the sounds vanished in his head. He took a step a little closer to the edge. A car pulls up with a girl in it. She gets out and starts screaming the mans name with tears in her eyes. "James! Please don't jump! I amor you!" He couldn't hear her as he looked...

Who was that girl? How was my sister there? What was the place I was in? I have so many preguntas and so little answers. After lying on the ground for a while I start to hear footsteps coming towards me so I sit up to investigate. It was a man in a heavy black capa with a capucha, campana on and a envolver, abrigo around his mouth. With his mouth covered so much I couldn't see who he was. He walks past me without even noticing me so I stood up to follow him.

As I am walking buildings start to appear around us forming the empty el espacio around us into a city. He walks around a corner causing me to lose sight of him....