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posted by irena83
A dream.
Your life is never going
to be a dream.


Dreaming of
better days,
you're hoping
that pain will
amor tu less,
but pain
loves tu more.


You're still
that sad child,
tu have never gotten
away from your past.
Your destiny
is bounded
for their sins.
tu cannot wash yourself,
tu cannot be yourself.


They see you
as their opportunity
to restore
their failures,
but they don't see
that your desires
are being smashed,
your identity is
being erased.


tu don't remember
who that person is,
tu don't dream
anymore,
tu don't rejoice
anymore,
tho you're still
that sad child
trapped within
their misfortune.


They want tu
to play por their rules,
all they know is how to
command,
but they don't see you,
they don't feel
the sorrow inside your
empty eyes,
those used to shine.


And you're still
that sad child
full of hope,
crashed por unfilled
dreams,
smashed por their
bitterness.


And your identity
is being erased,
you're life is fading.
The joy of living
tu don't see,
tho tu still have
your dreams,
tu still want those
better days,
that sad child
still lives inside you.
posted by TeamRosalieHale
20: amor Remains the Same

It was early morning the siguiente day; Tristan had woken shortly before the sun, though he appeared quite different from the golden-haired blue eyed god Rosalie had seen: his hair was dark brown, his eyes a hazel color with a tad of green. “Today, I’m going to visit two of the ones I changed oh about seven, eight years ago. Then, we will head home, east through Indiana, Ohio, West Virginia, then south to home. Sound good?”
“I feel the need to hunt” David said, bookless for the first time.
Tristan nodded. “Very well. You’ll probably be back before we are.”...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
19: Every Breath tu Take

Master watched and listened to everything that was happening. Master was less than pleased with the progress that Jack and Rosalie’s relationship was making. Master had believed that with time, it would have fallen apart.
For once, Master was wrong and this made Master very angry.
Master let it’s eyes drift from the lovebirds to IT. Smiling, Master saw that IT was doing IT’s job correctly. IT was back on the trail of the carriage, making IT’s way through Canada. Along the way, IT had taken down half a dozen undead monsters, and several más since IT had entered...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
9: tu and Me

“So Tristan, how do tu fit into all this?” Alice asked him. He was sitting on a chair closest to the front of the carriage. He looked up from his book and sighed.
“Well, I was created in 1408, por two warlocks known as Magna and Dejan. They took me and molded me into the perfect creature-a creature with the ability to change into anything at will-human, animal, whatever-telepathy, soothsayer, I was the perfect creature. But there are some limits even the could not look past though they are few: I can’t grant wishes, not the way a genie can, I can’t kill anyone at all,...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
10: Hero

por then, the two had stopped fighting, though Alice was still fuming, not that Rosalie could really blame her. Once again, Alice was unsure what came next: half of her wanted to just run and run until she had left it all behind and the other wanted to stay though this was mostly to see what Rosalie meant por Jack meaning so much to her.
Tristan, Jack, Michael and David waited inside the carriage. Tristan was in no hurry and Jack would have jumped off and followed Rosalie in a second. That kiss had sealed the deal and answered the pregunta that had plagued him so many years: had she...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
5: Remember Me This Way

After the initial shock had worn off, Rosalie and Alice had spent most of afternoon outside, neither finding it in them to function. Alice had gone inside the house-Rosalie still could not bring herself to do it-and after quickly gathering some clothing and other practical items for them she had quickly returned. She had silently placed a small bag at Rosalie’s feet and sat down siguiente to her again.
A short time later, the two looked up as Sam, Embry, and Jared came through the trees just in front of them. Sam simply looked at the girls before saying “so, everything...
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"this cant be!" Vanessa screamed.it was so loud,the walls began to shake.

"Vanessa,"her mom said."Come down! tu need to learn to use tu powers,and to control them.

"bu,bu,bu------This is all a dream!yeah,in a second,ill wake up,and not be a vampire."

She blinked 3 times,but she was still there.Not in bed.

"but,but,but,but,vampires aren't real!"

"thats what i thought,too.But,its true,its all true.You are a vampire,Vanessa,and tu cannot tell anybody,ok?"her mom dicho with wide eyes.

"ok,"vanessa said."i understand. but really,she didt.



the siguiente day,Vanessa didnt want to go to school.This was becuase...
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posted by Fangirl99
Izzy POV

It was about 12:01. I was going out to howl at the moon. When i walked outside, i saw a note. Iread it aloud.
Meet me in the woods at midnight.
love,
Your secret admirer
me:Wow,i have a secret admirer. maybe its owen. No wait, cody! no no, JUSTIN!!! o trent. What about Geoff?
I wondered all the way there. then, i tripped on a leg.
me:AHHH!
duncan: hola there babe.
izzy: what? oh, hi duncan. now, whos the secre admirer?
duncan: your looking at him.
me*laughs*okay, okay. tu got me. now, who is it?
duncan:me.
me:oh, really?duncan: uhu!
3rd person
izzy: oh, okay then are tu sure?
duncan; yes babe.
izzy: okay then
duncan: so,
izzy: tu wanna make out.
duncan:okay
*2 hours later*
*2 más hours alter*
izzy: okay well that was fun
duncan: yeah, uh, so, see tu later.
izzy:okay
duncan: yeah.cool. okay then, bye!
izzy: bye.
*15 min later*
both: I amor U! *start making out*
posted by Free_Spirit
me: sorry the name is kinda weird. Okay well i wrote this for english class, and my teacher didn't have enough room to write a proper comentario just that it was very busy. so um yeah tell me what tu think. Please i honestly don't mind the harsh truth. Okay here we go.
ps.Its about ancient greece, and sorry if the names are to weird

I sighed and leaned back against the wall, my hands were trembling, making it that much harder to read my book. Usually poesía calmed me down, but today was an exception. The sun was glinting through the clouds. Today was the día the Mykene men came to take me to Lukae...my...
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posted by KatiiCullen94
I remember the times of the i amor you's
and times when it was i hate you.
But tu come back begging at me feet.
And when my pity defeated me.
and the sweet seranades, in our matching shades.
My rose collection, evidence of your effection.
The sheets unmade, from the nights tu stayed.
The child in me, from the times tu loved me.
The debt tu owe, from using the word borrow.
The times i was scared, was the time tu spared.
And this dress i wear, in which are people become aware, that tu are gone, and withdrawn.
The memories i hold, they are written in bold.
my broken heart, from when tu apart.
so rest now my love, up now from above.
posted by VAMPirella1997
This is a peom I wrote for a competition at my school. Tell me what tu think of it, please?


__________________________________________________



Have tu felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until tu burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! tu will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.

Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
 "I could see the sorrow in his perfect blue eyes,something was wrong."
"I could see the sorrow in his perfect blue eyes,something was wrong."
Leonardo.....Leonardo....Leonardo.I just couldn't help but melt like an ice cream cone a on a Texas summer day, as I dicho his name over and over.He was just perfect.But I still had my worries about Lulu.Leo still hasn't explained the hug to me.But I don't want to be pushy with Leo.I wasn't exactly with Leo(yet) but we were actuación like it.I didn't want to ask him,I wanted him to ask me.But I could tell he didn't want to break the ice.He knew I liked him but he still so nervous(it was so cute to me).I just wished he would ask already,what was holding him back from me?I certainly wasn't,so what...
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I was completely dreading the fact that I had another seven más hours until I had to face Joel for the first time since that rain incident.I was looking up at Juan's guesthouse bedroom ceiling.It was completely pitch black but yet to me,it dicho so much.It dicho how my corazón felt and how drained my brain was.The black ceiling stated exactly what I wanted to happen,for it to just stay night forever.Why did I have to go to school tomorrow?Why did I have to see that jerk and his perky,little,annoying girlfriend?I just want to stay here in this bed.

I sadly had three classes with Joel and two with...
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 "Jaslene's Dream"
"Jaslene's Dream"
"I don't feel like going anywhere at the moment Juaney."
The día after everything had happened with Joel was when the fact that he really was gone set in.I began my grieving I guess tu could say.I was now really hungry for anything I could find and very moody.I could tell my mood swings were definitely getting on Juan's nerves;but Juan wouldn't leave.Juan thought I was going to do something crazy as soon as he left my side so no matter what I did o what I said,Juan wasn't leaving.
I enjoyed having his company but at the same time,I just wanted to cry and be corazón broken just for today,but with...
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posted by viju
I'm talking to my friend,
She is my BFF,
And boy, are we having some fun.
We IM back and forth,
We sit on the front porch.
We talk about things on our minds.
We both hate the principal,
The staff and the admin.
At are very sucky school.
We talk about boys,
All our pets and our toys,
And what we wanna do in life.

(Chorus)
She's my BFF,
Well we hold some bets.
We smile while playing sports,
Our favorito! things are cool shorts.
We talk back and forth
We talk on that porch.
We are bestest friends,
And that will never end.

We struggle through stupid tests,
But we always try our best.
We eat at the lunch table,
We all tell...
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I was bored. I was very bored. There was nothing to do; not a single thing. I grabbed my iPod and turned on the Numa Numa song, but I was still bored. I turned on my laptop and begun escritura a short story, which tu may very well be lectura now, but my boredom was left uncured. Riding in the car was boring, and I wished I had a cell phone to text my friends with, but alas, I was practically broke. I only had around seventy-five bucks, and that was from Christmas. If I had kept my twenty that I had used for IMVU credits, well, then maybe I’d have enough for a go phone at the least. But I had...
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posted by TeanRose424
have tu noticed when tu fall in amor it feels like your flying? I have. It the most wonderful feeling in the world. But when do tu feel it? Do tu feel it when tu fall in love, o when tu just are overfilled with joy?






Have tu ever felt it? o have tu felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that tu have to fly away from it before your amor hurts you? o does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?





Tell me what tu think...
posted by ashesandwine
I'm not sure if I'll keep this going but if I do, I'll post it on my spot and here:) I still remember posting my first story here! I after sent it to my spot where it's still going, but this was the first place and I thank tu all for receiving it:) Thanks! So I hope tu like this one too:)


"I amor you..." Was the last thing I heard from him, as the blade went through his throat in one gracious move. That was it... All that I had ever fought for, all that I knew and loved, lost in one single move! I was lost in the darkness, trap in the sorrow and blood...
"I'm sorry..." Was the last thing...
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posted by emmett
A was an Artist who wasted his talent
B rode a Bicycle and was very gallant
C was a Conductor with a musical ear
D was a Drunk, addicted to beer
E climbed Mt. Everest and achieved his goal
F was a Fireman and slid down a pole
G was a Glutton and ate what he got
H was a Hunter, a very good shot
I was an Ice skater with brand new skates
J was called Jane and couldn’t pay the rates
K was a King who ruled all the land
L was a Lady, a white guante on her hand
M was a Milkman who turned leche into cheese
N was a Nanny who made the children say please
O mined Opals and sold what he got
P was a Princess who bought...
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posted by Rob_patt_fan
hey... so this is my new story... I don't like the other one! So... I started this one! don't forget 2 comentario and rate!

Something was missing. Something big, like my heart! I couldn't find it. I got up from my own screams. I couldn't breathe. He wasn't there to hold me in his cold hands. He wasn't there anymore. I doubted if he would ever come back. I was thinking of everything I could do to get to him. Tears came down of my face and dropped on my almohada as I tried to stand up and go to the bathroom. Charlie was already downstairs so I hurried and made him breakfast. I didn't eat anything like...
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posted by Office_001
A little peak of sun shone in his window, yes! It was Saturday; Jake Scott loved Saturdays because these were the days when his mom, Terri, and he would go to the park for a picnic. Jake was so excited for today that he slept in his clothes though the were now wrinkled but he didn’t care. Creeping down the hall way quiet enough as to not wake his mom Jake went and made himself his favorito! cereal. Jake usually had his mom help him get his cereal because he was seven and short that he couldn’t reach the cabinet, but he wanted to surprise his mom, he wanted to make his own breakfast today....
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