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posted by Harrypotter148
I'm not a fan of this but I would like to know what everyone thinks about this little section of Chapter 1. Please be nice when it comes to the spelling, I do understand I need to work, and sometimes spell check does not always have the right word. So please tell me what tu think, I would just like to know if it sound okay.


Fight Your Destiny

    Aria Glass stood in the small cocina watching everyone was they pondered the news they were just told. She wanted to sit down, but every time she did, an annoying discomfort washed over her forcing her to stand. Everyone was on edge, wanting to hear what Kal had to say. This was the first time he had ever come to see them and was alone, so this had to be important.
    “The others are planning something.” Kal dicho his voice serious, and he was looking Aria, Jared and Toby in the eyes. “Something they don’t want me to know,”
    “And why the hell not?” Jared said, his usual annoyed expression on his face, it seemed like it was permit when Healers came. Both Aria and Jared’s bother Toby wished he would easy up a little, especially on Kal; he had been the nicest to them since all this Healer crap happened.     
    “Because, they think I will try to stop them.” Then Kal moved his focus to Aria, “And they are right. I am your protector, and if there is anything that could parentally harm you; I will stop it.” Aria gave a weak smile to him. At least they had someone on their side.
    “Well that’s good to know” Jared muttered relaxing back into his chair.
    “What do we do? They won’t listen to Aria o you, so what now?” Toby asked taking a long sip of his cerveza as he sat atop the cocina counter.
    “We do the same to them” Aria dicho before Kal could speak, “We don’t listen to them, ignore their request, o demands. If they are going to keep things from us, and plan things behind Kal’s back, then screw them. I will not be pushed around por a group of holy assholes.” Everyone agreed to this, even Kal. Just por the look on his face, the three of them could tell Kal was getting sick of his fellow Healers as much as they were.
    “They are not going to like this,” Kal said, but there was a hint of a smile tugging at his lips, which he tried desperately to hide. “But” he continued after a moment, “They cannot harm you, o Jared and Toby”
    “Kal, just because they cannot, does not mean that won’t “ Toby dicho with a frown. But he was right, almost all the Healers they have met have been a royal pain in the ass, all had a temper. But Kal was nothing like them, he was so much different, he looked, acted and treated them differently, and the trio was not the only ones to notice either. That is not a good thing, Aria could tell the Healers hated it when things did not go there way, well here comes there biggest wakeup call. Things were about to change, and not for the best.
    “So tu think your lame culo Healers will do anything to you?” Jared asked, and for the first time being the first to make eye contact with Kal without being forced.
    “I’m not sure, they all do have tempers, and we will have to see. But don’t worry about me; I can fight my own battles. tu three are far más important anyway.”
    Aria did not por that crap; he was not going to be a martyr, not for them. But she let it go deciding it is best to bring it up if necessary. It just seemed like everyone was ready to jump into battle for her, but if she was the key to everything, then why can’t she fight her own battled? No matter what anyone says, they are not going to die fighting a battle that was meant for her while she sits in the sidelines.
    To be honest Aria hated being the center of attention, and here she was in the middle of everything. For Christ sake, she just found out she was one of them, a Healer. Well she was only 50% Healer, but they still considered her one of them. Although they told her crap, she was still part of the bigger picture, and they needed her, she was the key to everything. She had powers, o abilities that the others did not, her human half and Healer half mixed made one mean son of a bitch. But she did not care about power, she cared about her family, (Toby and Jared) and about trying to keep the world save from Demons. After all that is her job, o was, now she had a lot más on her plate and such little room. There was barely enough el espacio to breath.
    “Well that’s one más thing we have to worry about,” Again Jared muttered, but everyone ignored him.
    “Kal, we need to know más information, like how to kill these things.”
    “I’m sorry Toby; I am not allowed to discuss that information. I might be – indifferent about what the others may be doing, but I still have rules to cover, and I cannot break all of them for you.”
    “So now tu are going to keep secrets from us?” Jared barked, standing up and walking with tense shoulder to the fridge for another beer. “Well” Jared continued waving his cerveza in the air, “’that’s just great!”
    “Jared, tu have to understand, I have rules, restrictions! If I tell you, the moment I return to headquarters, they will demand my head on a stick. So sorry if I am a bit concerned with keeping myself alive so none of tu die!” There was rage, in Kal’s eyes, something they had never seen before. He clenched his hand into a fist and then released, a new form of determination in his eyes,
    Jared made a face but kept his mouth shut for once, he always believed the Healers were in it for themselves, because most of them were, but not all. Kal was one of them, but Jared refused to believe that he was unlike the others. Both Toby and Aria believed it, they had hope, but that was something Jared was lacking. Something he lost a long time ago, but it was strange, when Toby was on the edge of crazy, Jared did everything he could to help his brother, and that was mostrando him there was still hope left, and it worked.
    But yet, Jared still remained stone cold.
I didn't care about Patrick's complement as much as I was worried about the sad look in his eyes. What was causing it? Ema told me they loved each other and they're happy together, what would make him so sad? I had to know and decided to find out about that while I'm in their house.
One week passed for me there. And as long as Ema is to busy arranging the house and running it, as long as Patrick and I spent más time together. He taught me how to act in front of the guests and what to talk about what not to talk about. He said: "All tu have to do is pretend that tu don't have any problems,...
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And of course, the initial reaction to a título like this one is, "Well, why don't you make me care about what you're saying, first?"

So I'll cut straight to the chase: When submitting a short story, o even a poem for publication in a literary magazine, keep in mind that the editors receive hundreds of submissions a day, which means that they don't have time to read every last one of them. This is why it is incredibly important to hook them in your first few sentences, other than start slow and verbosely build up to why they should care. Therefore, this will be a succinct explanation of why...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
“Somebody turn the lights on, Somebody tell me what’s wrong I’d be lying if I told tu losing tu was something I could handle…” I had been driving for about two and a half hours the highways were clear I had the windows all the way done canto along with my I-pod.
In a matter of segundos I could see cars slowing down on the highway in Kansas and as the cars started to stop I could see a long line of cars in front of me. I can’t believe this I was finally going to make it to the siguiente state before the traffic started happening.
“Whoa” I jumped at the vibrating in my right pants...
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posted by dragonrider
"So Starr what is going on?" my mom asks me when Elliot and I sit on the sofá "And who is this?" she motions to Elliot
"I'm Elliot from 2009. I'm excited to be here Mrs Makenzie I amor your daughter," he says
My mom raises her eyebrows "Oh wow already? Starr please explain,"
I sigh "I chose the wrong job mom. Oh sure I chose the job where it sounds the most interesting but little did I know I was working for the bad guys,"
My dad walks in with palomitas de maiz, palomitas de maíz and sits down "Please start at the beginning Starr I want to hear everything," he says
I sigh "Okay so tu guys know I was in 2009 right?"
...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
I’m finally on my own, alone. I just turned eighteen a couple of months hace and I got a job offer in Los Angeles California. I’ve been escritura since I could write and when I reached junior high I joined the new paper and I did the same in high school and in my segundo año of high school I was offered a job as a reported for the Salem New Hampshire news paper and I accepted. My job threw the years had grown and now that I’m done high school I can take the job offer.
    Ya my parents were pissed when the found out I wasn’t going to collage but if tu think about it...
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posted by jasperwhlover
Serenity

Chapter 1

Once upon a time in heaven there lived an ángel who was yet a child, she was loved por all the ángeles and most importantly God who named her Serenity, and gave her power that controlled serenity, peace and all things calm and gentle, but he secretly gave her the Elixir of Life which would drip from her finger each día and each night, unknown was this to the other ángeles because God was sure that if this was known Serenity would be in grave peril because, man alone does not seek eternal life, angels, devils and all creatures whether they reside in heaven o hell seek the Elixir...
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posted by TDIlover226
~It seems like these people that I use to call enemies, that I use to think were trying to kill me, are now my best friends. Annie, Ann, Vincent, and JJ are actually alot nicer than they seemed in the beginning. They save lives, and I help, they're known as the spirits, and I'm one of them now! They go to my school when they are in their human forms, and they really are the best friends that I could ever had, they all have there transfos, and I just can't live without them now! I can tell them anything! JJ has mastered free style fighting, and has become the leader of the spirits, and Annie...
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posted by dragonrider
"Oh my god Starr! Oh I didn't mean to surprise you! Well I did but I didn't know tu would faint! Oh wake up Starr!" Elliot's voice rang out
I feel him shaking me. I can't bring myself to open my eyes to see him.
"Well I guess I have to be like that prince in sleeping beauty and kiss tu awake," his voice rang out again. I feel pressure on my body
My eyes shoot open just in time before Elliot kisses me. I push him off.
"Get the hell of off me tu idiot!" I yell standing up. I brush myself. I rub the back of my head that is stinging in pain. I feel wet stuff come off my head. I look at it...
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Alex's hunter had a name. Only one person knew his name and that was his ex wife. He was utterly baffled that Alex wouldn't crack where his family was. This was going to be hard.
Just then the door opened revealing his ex wife Melinda and his daughter Melanie. Alex's hunter felt his anger rise up into his head
"Crap Melinda why can't tu bring her siguiente year?" he roared raising his fists
Melinda became furious. He knew she would be coming! "Jerry calm yourself. It's your winter to take care of Melanie. tu don't want to talk to my lawyer again do you?" She asked eying him like she trapped him...
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Some people weren't meant to be born. Some families are not to be made That's why there are hunters. Hunters take care of this problem

Alex Grazer walked down the dark wet hallway with his arms full of wood for his family. His hair against his neck was standing up because of fear and the freezing temperature. Little did he know what was behind him would hurt his life forever.
Alex stopped walking and looked around on all sides of the hallway. He had his knockout spray por his flashlight at inicial so if anybody attacked he would be doomed. In a single rápido, swift motion of somethings arm Alex hit the...
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posted by alice_cullen_12
Day 1 of my diary
Dear Esmerelda (diary),
Death is my new favorito! word. Closely followed por tragedy. I made a lista of my new favorito! words since "He Who I Can Not Name, Because He Broke My Heart" left. Oh, all right. His name is . . . John. Oh, I want to die! Anyway, here's the list:

1. Death

2. Tragedy

3. Suicide

4. Hate

5. Nothing

6. Night

7. Darkness

8. Devil

I don't know what to do. I decided that I would wear all black. I'm going goth. He Who I Can Not Name hated goths. I like the Goth Club at my school. I never have to smile o laugh. And we trade ways to kill ourselves every Wednesday at...
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I winded the car window down; I could smell the fresh air, it was peaceful. My name is Katelyn Peers, I’m sixteen years old and I have never met my parents. The only family member I have ever known is my brother, Sam, he is my age, his my twin and usually twins are meant to have a bond, there is no bond for us, the only reason he puts up with me is because of our father, I have never met him, but Sam has, and for some reason he has respect for the man. I used to go to Down cruzar, cruz academy for girls that were until I ran away a año hace with Sam. I turned to see Sam driving the car; his long...
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“There tu are, man” dicho Marley. Opal had blood dripping from her mouth; her eyes were shining red as the shadows off the árbol darken her whole body. “Looks like we’re all done here, let’s mover out before they wake up” dicho Alec. Later on while Marley was lying on his bed, the same thought came across his mind, should the others know about their secret. “Marley, someone’s here for you” dicho Marley’s mum. “Hey man””It’s us”. This is Lindsay and Slone Sudiro (Lindsay 14, Slone 12) Lindsay level is higher than Opals, Slone’s is no better than Nathan’s. They are...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Tayce’s p.o.v

“Training time for Lilly” I sneered looking at the small blond. She nodded. “Let me get ready” She said. I shrugged and then turned to go, but was stopped por Hayden. “She already trained today” he informed me, I nodded. “I know, but Rebecca wants her to have más of it” I told him, he rolled his eyes. “Why is she being such a bitch?” he asked me I laughed. “It’s Rebecca, she sees her as a threat” I told him, he tensed up. The he turned to me. “You’re not being so bad” he said, pointing out that I’m usually a bitch. “She didn’t do anything...
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I woke up, still in Ethan’s arms; my face was up against his chest. I slowly moved up, Ethan noticed this, he let go of me. I got up and walked over to the cocina table. Why was I in Ethan’s arms? But then I remembered. ‘Adam.......he’s dead’ Dawns words came to my head. I nearly fell down again, but arms caught me. “Whoa....come on” Ethan dicho pulling me back to the couch. I was now sitting on the couch, Ethan sat beside me. “How did he....?” I asked. I sounded angry but I wasn’t I just couldn’t feel anything else. “We don’t know” Ethan answered me. He was trying...
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posted by Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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posted by Pushkin319
Remember that tu want to make a good impression and that the presentation of your manuscript is the first step. When you're preparing a manuscript, whether it's an article, a short story, o a novel, there are certain styles that make your piece stand out. tu want it to look professional—not like the large percentage of manuscripts that appear as if the writer took no care at all in the presentation.

Writers disagree on whether editors really care about the typeface and the line spacing and whether the manuscript follows a certain style o format. Some editors don't care about these things,...
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Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists o pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people


okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...
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posted by Insight357
Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did tu think tu were going to accomplish por coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought tu wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I dicho it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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posted by Insight357
I was outside. It was hot and sunny. About summer time, I was guessing. Beside of me set an old room. It was in ruins. I studied it for a moment, and then it hit me.
    The room was the one I had been in when I put the cuchillo through my heart. I walked over to it, and ran my hand over the charred remains.
    It started to rain, sprinkling at first, and then it became harder. I took shelter in the room, half of the roof still stood.
    The sun was in the eastern part of the sky, and it was raining in the west. I saw a arco iris emerging...
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