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( Hi I am here with another story. In this where ever is ‘I’ please consider yourself there )
Mei was busy with her laptop, Tia and Rocket were sitting in a corner D’jok and Thank were enjoying funny performance of Micro Ice. Ahito was sleeping and I was sitting in one corner waiting for Sinned. There was a loud sound coming from another room. Arch was scolding Sinned for his deeds he did in match. When he came he was a bit angry but when I went there he looked with his caring eyes and dicho “hey l’ll sis I’ll come to take you. Till then live here coz my life is kinda unsettled…” like a brother he was about to say something but D’jok pulled me back saying “ ooooh really, just mind your life Sinned we can take care of her” God knows why Sinned eyes were wet but he looked at me and smiled and bade me goodbye.
siguiente día I woke up and found everyone around my small cama with some gifts and a cake. As I opened my eyes they shouted HAPPY BIRTHDAY. I plastered an artificial smile and looked out of window. There I saw Sinned standing. He ran away. I wore the dress he gifted me. I took cake I made for him and went out. I knew where he would be.
I directly went to the apuntalar, costa where we used to play football. There I found him. He turned back and dicho “oh.. hola …. I mean happy birthday sis”
“see ya I made this on my own.”
“I don’t know if I should dare to taste it…heeheee its delicious.. is it leftover?”
“No way tu are the first one to taste it...” I shouted,
“Well hows your elder bro D’jok?” he asked…we chuckled and I replied “hes good” “see I am searching for some job and I’ll really come to take tu back I promise” his eyes were again mostrando those emotions which he used to hide behind a mask. He dicho “hey heres your b’day gift”. I told him that I wanted to spend this día with him. He smiled and dicho “dear sis we’ll spend life together but not today please. Go they’ll be waiting for you”.
As I opened that I found a set of earrings. In evening I wore the dress matching with those earrings. Micro ice dicho in his usual tone “you are looking better than Mei” “better than who…?” dicho Mei and everyone began to laugh. I stood near to the door waiting for Sinned to come. He came with good news that he got a job and dicho “I’ll registrarse that job siguiente day, but it will take few days to come back and to….” “No problem.” I dicho before he completed his sentence coz I believed him it was just not trust between us but it was bonding of two souls… I made wrong it was bonding of a soul in two bodies. He turned back and like ángel of darkness he vanished in his dark ‘kingdom’.
I really wanted to sit with those snow kids but I couldn’t. When I sat near them, their conversations used to bounce my head, so I used to recall past with Sin (sinned). In those memories I lived I ate I slept and if that día Sin wouldn’t have I would have died in those memories. I woke up when I felt touch of someone whom I know.. I saw Sin standing holding my hand to take me away from this world where they don’t know whom they amor and what they should do… who never understand… I stood and moved with him and for the first time Rocket dicho “go if tu really want to go coz our happiness lies in yours…e the same…\take care...Love ya girl” and I… I walked out after those long 4 months waiting for Sin to come and take me to stars…away from this darkness of light.
Chapter 1: Beauty is a cruel mistress

Sighing I sat down in the usual hard wooden chairs that the school provided. Taking out my book I opened it to the page I had been lectura last night at unspeakable hours of the morning-or afternoon for humans- none the less I was tired and the small escritura printed on the pages strained my eyes. I was in English, which considering I was a vampire and having no intentions of pursuing a career in literature was quite a pointless subject. I had already had four classes already this morning and I was not looking adelante, hacia adelante to this one.
“Rose” a smooth but...
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posted by fake_alibi13
I am not sure why I am escritura this down.I guess I just felt like it, telling my story.It was years hace and although it was on some papers and local news, the story gradually faded and got forgotten por everyone. Everyone but me, and I know to this día that what people heard was not the true story.Of course, even then as a small child I knew that telling it would only do más harm to me than good, I would be called crazy and they wouldn't even try to protect me from something that they would just label the ravings of a demented little girl.
Ten years have passed since, I was a quiet kid, barely...
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posted by Isabella121797
 View from Isabella's room...
View from Isabella's room...
-Chapter One-

In the blink of a eye, a life can be turned around and upside down. This is something I had found out just mere segundos before. When my parents told me I'd be packing up everything I knew and be moving. My name is Isabella Moore and things were just getting started.

It was a cool Thursday night, and my parents had just layed down the biggest news of my life on me.
I was moving out of MY city. Chicago was all I'd ever known and all I'd come to love. My friends, my hopes and dreams, they were all supposed to come true here!... Why was this happening?

A million other thoughts blazed...
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posted by RiverIce
I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all día long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent inicial
when my mommy does come inicial
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-7 and a half hours later-
As I walked out of the school, I saw Cameron signaling me over to his car. I walked up to him and he told me to get in, which I did. As he started up the car, I couldn't help but feel like Cameron was upset with me. "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere we can talk."

"About?"

"I'll let tu know when we get there." I nodded and kept quiet for the whole ride.


Half an hora later, Cameron parked in the playa parking lot. He took the key out of the ignition and put them in a cup holder. He then looked at me with a very disappointed look.

"What do tu want to talk about?"

"I want to...
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posted by ellie_bellie135
I am clever. I am witty.
I am popular. I am idolized. I am loved.
Everyone values my opinion. They cling to my every word.
I am free of rules.
Advice doesn't apply to me. I don't need it.

I am always right. So don't pregunta my opinion, because tu are wrong.
Whatever tu can do, I can do twice as well.

I am untouchable.
I fling attacks from behind my fortress and fear no retaliation.
I am seguro behind my shield.
Stronger than steel. Stronger than diamonds. Stronger than you.

No-one would dare retaliate. I am inside my fortress.
And tu can't get in. tu can't hurt me.

I see, hear, smell, and touch, but...
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Brightness night


The sun sets, the moon raises, night has begun, the moon smiles down on us as it shines it's light. the stars twinkle in one por one, and día is done. the moon full, round and big hums it's playful tune. the starts, so bright shine it's light for everyone in sight, as they hum in tune with the moon.

Out side looking in


Laughter sailing out of the window, friends talking quietly together, people dancing everywhere. and I'm on the out side looking in. All of them are havening fun as the twirl in the in crowd. All but one who looks out side, he smiles at me and i smile back...
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posted by dragonrider
Here is the first chapter of my story. I publicado the first half like two months hace but here it is again. por the way this book has two perspectives. I edited the first chapter.

The first day-Athena's perspective

Boy now that I look back at that week it was when my perspective on all things changed. I knew that week was different. The first día felt off. Just por how I woke up.
"Athena! Get up and get ready for school!" my mom shouted at me
My eyes popped open and I got up immediately and got dressed. This was new for me since I always got up later and refused to get out of cama but I felt like I...
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2

    Ray was getting ready for school the siguiente morning. Her parents leave way before her and T.J. gives her a ride to and from school every day. In case tu were wondering; T.J. and rayo, ray are not dating. Nor will they ever. Best friends since they were kids and it will stay that way.

    “Ray! Come on! It’s the last día of school; we have to see who gets pranked today.” T.J. called up from downstairs.

    “Alright, alright, hold on!” rayo, ray dicho in her room, she was just walking out when the chest shook.

    Ray...
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posted by Free_Spirit
Me: Okay these are two poems of mine. The first one is a translation of sonnet 18, por shakkespear the other is an original, so thats probably really bad lol. tu could say my translation helps people understand what its about

Sonnet 18-translated por me written bt shakespear

Are tu as lovely as the days of summer
But tu can not be, for your beauty and fairness range far beyond
summer can be rough, shaking the flores in bloom
And summer is to short for my liking
The sun bears down harshly upon us,
and is often eclipsed por the clouds.
And all beauty erodes away,
by the the mother of nature or...
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First Screenwriting Book Read and 10,000 Hours Of cine por Adam William Ward via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by Kachetes
Holy crap ..... How? How did he get to school so fast más important Why is he at my school?
“wait”i noticed a poster behind joshua“ didnt the principal say that we had to wear our uniform tomorow because james got a metal?” I as birana
“we do tu sure?”she look horrified
“unless that poster is wrong”i piont out
“hmmm well james did do a good job in that incident”
“bri he saved a suicidal kid...twice the same día but I guess the principal killed the glory por making us waer that monkey suit dress”yuck I may not know much about fashion but tje dress was just so plain it had...
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posted by Lolita_Dark4
May 6, 2002
Boston, Massachusetts

To whom it may concern

My name is Ashton George Lingheart, and this is my confession. In July of 1998 I murdered my wife, Kim Rachel Summer Lingheart, a año after the birth of our son. No one aided me in the crime and it is a thing I regret más than anything in the world. I hid her body in a well from our anterior location in New Jersey. My wife was a kind, gentle, soft-spoken woman whom everyone adored. She never got angry, even at the people who disrespected her. She loved our son just like a mother would, for she always wanted a family of her own. She...
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posted by bubble_babe
One Fine Sunny Morning Izzy Sat At A mesa, tabla At Her Fav, '50's Dinner'. Although The Red Head Was Not In The Mood To Eat, o Do Anything For That Matter. Something Keep Bugging her. Something She Couldn't Identify. The Poor Girl Sighed, Now Her Head Hurt From Thinking so Munch. She Then Fell back in her asiento And Poped her Feet onto the table, eventhough She New The Cause Of It.

"Ey, Izzy, Gits Your Feeta Of Meh Table." A Big Man Behind The Main Counter Called.

"Leave Me Alone, Joe." Izzy dicho as she closed her eyes

"Nononononononon; Now!" Joe told her

"I dicho 'Leave me alone'!" The Red Headed Girl...
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