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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 4: Never Meant To Be.
After Roxana and Abe met once again, Roxana sat in her chair lectura a book, until her phone rang, she reached to a mesa, tabla besides her chair and sees it was a unknown number, she answered it "Who's this?" Roxana asked "It's me, the bastard that arrested you" Abe said, Roxana chuckled at Abe's comentario to her "Well how tu got this number then police officer?" Roxana dicho with a flirty but playful tone in her voice Abe laughed at the tone of Roxana's voice "Well, I know we don't personally know each other but....I was wondering if tu like to go out to town with me tonight, my buddy and his girl are coming along if that's alright with you" Abe dicho to Roxana, Roxana smiled and thought for a segundo about an answer for Abe, "Yeah, I'll like to, I haven't went out in a while through" Roxana dicho "Well it'll be fun, I promise" Abe said, at night Roxana got in her dark gray jeans with a demim shirt, she left her red wavy hair down as her bangs nearly covered her eyes, then she hears a knock on her door, she walks up to the door, wearing her leather high heel boots, she opens the door and Abe smiled at Roxana as she notices that he is holding a red rose for her "I found this for you" Abe dicho as he hands the rose out, Roxana's corazón began to race as she touched the rose "Th...th..thanks" Roxana said, Abe and Roxana smiled, at a dance club, Roxana and Abe sat at the table, there was lasers going off as Abe's friend Max and his girlfriend Claire were dancing, Roxana drinked her drink Abe ordered for her, "Well where did tu come from? since tu already asked me once" Abe asked smiling, Roxana smiled "Well I was born in Los Angeles, but I moved here in New York after I ran away from home" Roxana dicho smiling "I know this would be the last thing for tu to hear but....ever since I seen you, I thought tu were the most beautiful girl I ever saw" Abe dicho to Roxana, she smiled because she never heard words like that from anyone "I mean, you're different....I know what tu are too" Abe whispered to her "Then tell me then, since tu know" Roxana whispered back as her green eyes stares into his blue eyes, Roxana took Abe's hand and he looked at the hand and back at her eyes, Roxana and Abe lifted their upper bodies and leaned against each other to kiss until Max runs in, drunk, Roxana and Abe jumped back into their seats "Hey, I can't drive" Max dicho laughing Abe sighed "I'll walk home...maybe tomorrow" Roxana dicho and leaves, Abe lifted his hand to his face, Roxana walked in her apartment, as she turns the lights on, threw her house keys away and threw her chaqueta off "Hello" a young woman's voice says then it caused Roxana to jump, "Who are you?" Roxana dicho as she prepares her pryokinesis then out of the shadows was the same woman who was in Roxana's foto from her wallet, "Selina?" Roxana said, confused "Hi Roxana" Selina said, Roxana smiled wide and hugged Selina "I'm sorry" Roxana dicho Seline lifted up Roxana's head "It is alright" Selina dicho and smiled, then Roxana reached up to Selina and kissed her.
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posted by liviabutterfly
Chapter [#2]

Narrators POV

An old man in a capa walked into the neighborhood in which Olivia lived. Everyone stared at him as he walked around.

Olivia's POV

I smiled brightly as I dived into the ocean, "wait up!!!" Oliver laughed as my five brothers ran after me with surfboards, buggy boards, buckets for picking up sea shells, and dad brought out our special maid sandcastle buckets. They were big and made the best structures ever!!! Plus our family is known for our sand castles/structures. I smiled and dived down, feeling the salty cold water against my skin, it's the best feeling ever. When...
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    I walked for so long, looking for something, not knowing what that someone thing actually was. The sky bleeding with an naranja sunset as the sun moved ever so slowly below the horizon. I stopped in my tracks ans stared for a moment, than went back to searching for my mystery object. This was a great time to take in the woods which have always scared me. It wasn't bad walking through them. everything was naranja from the ending of summer. It was like walking in those stories tu always hear about. Just then, a soft rustle in the bushes interrupted my thoughts. Not knowing...
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posted by BennieBear27
Chapter One

My alarm went off at 7:00 on the morning February 8th, 2017. I reluctantly sat up on the edge of my cama and yawned.

"Morning." I heard a voice say. My eyes were still closed.

"Luna?" I mumble. "That you?"

"Yep." I open my eyes to see Luna Middleton standing three feet diagonal from me.

I shared a room with her, her twin sister Kyla, and my brother Jacob. That's how everyone does here. tu live with your twin and your SIDA partner.

"So, sleepy head." she smirked. "You gonna get up o what? If not, I'll eat your breakfast for you."

I don't reply and shake my head.

"Oh, come on!" Luna...
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Prologue
The wind was howling like lobos in the night, and Will sat shivering in his post. The torreta on which he sat overlooked a tall rock ledge that sloped into the ocean.
“Why do I get this bloody post.” he dicho to himself. The air was so cold up there that it sank right into your bones. Even though Will had dressed as warmly as he could with a thick woolen cloak, he could still feel the icy fingers creeping up his back. The fuego in the brazier barely helped either.
“Nothing as always.” he dicho as he looked out to the edge of the sea. He had taken to talking to himself when he...
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1 being the best 10 the worst
These libros are great for summer lectura I can honestly say that anyone that reads them will want to read them again.

10. Deacula por Bram Stoker
9. The Hobbit por Tolken
8. I'm the king of the castillo por Susan Hill
7. 1984 por George Orwell
6. The secret diary of Adrian topo por Sue Townsend
5. Pride and prejudice por Jane Austine
4. Jane Eyre por charlotte Bronte
3. Lord of the Flies por William Golding
2. The curious incident of the dog in the nighttime por Mark Haddon
1 Rebecca por Daphne du Maurier
posted by ejenk1025
Chapter 2

I pull into the driveway of the cafe. I look into my rear view mirror. I look good. (Laugh) I get out of the car then fix my clothes. I'm ready. Just be yourself. Ok. I'm walking in. Don't fall. Don't fall .. He sees me. Just walk up to him.

"Hey."
"Hey. Glad tu could make it." dicho Lucas
"I'm glad tu could make it, too."
"Well. I work here so..." dicho Lucas
"You work here? Cool."
"Yeah. This is actually my mom's cafe. Let me introduce you." dicho Lucas
"Oh goody." I dicho nervously

Good impression. Good impression. Good impression.

"Mom, this is Brooke. Brooke, my mom." dicho Lucas
"Pleasure...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Five

Mason met Olivia at his favorito! restaurant. It was a perfect día for a cena date. The sun was shinny, the clouds were extra white, and the césped, hierba seemed greener then ever. If only she knew that this was a cena date. He signed the last autograph for today as Olivia sat across from him at their round table. Her hair was curly and in a ponytail. Then she wore a red dress with a thick, black cinturón, correa in the middle. His segundo impression of her was still the same, gorgeous. This fecha was going pretty well but Cassidy dresses better. Mainly because Cassidy is rich but he didn't want to...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Four

Olivia was extra busy today. Today was the first día of the movie shoot for Hourglass. Before they could even start recording the movie, the would have to check up on everything. The wardrobe had to perfect. The scenes had to be accurately planned out. Then they had to make sure that all of the camera crew was positioned. Olivia wouldn't be able to receive the permits until tomorrow. So they couldn't start filming until then. She followed closely behind Mason as he did the daily check up.

Mason went straight towards wardrobe and the outfit choices. The outfit for Charlotte's arrival...
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Remembering is just an invention of the mind,
So tu need not try to remember something,
tu remember it automatically.
Which is the best thing that tu could have.

The good times that we had...
It is placed in a portion of your mind.
The bad times that we had...
It is placed in the other part of your mind.

tu try to forget all of the bad things that happened,
But it is not possible.
It is stuck in you.
The bad things are painted in ink on your heart.

The good things, tu try to remember.
And they stay.
They never go.
Never leave you.

Remembering is just an invention of the mind.
And, well...I guess I'm happy for that.
So I can remember every friend I've had,
Every boyfriend,
And all the good times.
Every memory will never leave my heart.
They will never be forsaken.
Never.
posted by Problematic129
*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went por and más pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
Stan, the young donkey, was wandering sadly around the barn. He seemed hopeless and wounded and had no desire to speak to any of his fellow donkeys; even talking to his father was not appealing to him that exact moment. In fact, he was feeling ashamed of having a donkey father. He was ashamed of being a donkey altogether.
As the moon and stars scattered across the dark, blue sky, Stan decided he no longer to wander. He needed some solution, he needed reassurance, and only his grandfather seemed appropriate for that particular job.
Grandpa Roger was sleeping peacefully in the barn. He had become...
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Bane’s POV

I laid in the grass, watching the clouds. I was beginning to dose off, right before sleep took me, a body pounced on me. I groaned, and looked up. A shaggy haired boy was sitting on my chest, giggling. My best friend, Christian.
    “Get off!” I yelled rolling over. He slid off me.
    “Party pooper,” Christian stuck his tongue out at me. He was so childlike, but that was something I had always loved about him. That’s also why we got along so well. He was hyperactive and loud, while I was cynical and quite.
    I...
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posted by Hades223
CHAPTER 1


Jason Card sat at his escritorio in his science classroom bored out of his mind. He hated science. It was his least favorito! subject. Mainly because it was the last subject of the día and por that time Jason was usually ready to go home.
Mr. Form droned on and on about chemicals o something. Jason didn’t listen. He just sat at his escritorio and drew on some paper. He was a very good drawer.
Jason Card was a fourteen año old as of yesterday. His black messy hair never gave in to a brush which usually meant it was mangled and messy and went down to his ears. He was wearing a simple red t-shirt...
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posted by cullens-rule
Chapter 4 Tom

“it would be easier if tu knew, but I will try to explain, as well as I can, tu know my name is Tom but my segundo name is Cullen”
I interrupted him now
“Tom Cullen? Sounds old fashioned”
“It is, any way I’m just seventeen”
He looked away sheepishly like he was lying this made me curious would he really lie about his age.
“my real parents are dead now, they died of an illness I don’t really know much about them”
“I sorry that must be corazón braking”
He looked miserable he looked into my eyes and I could feel his pain, but he carried on
“I take after my father...
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posted by e2mma2weasle3
How to Add Emotion to a Story

1.    Understand palabras clave o Key Phrases. Key Phrases are phrases in a story that triggers the waterworks. They are sentences that make people cry. Such as, a pet dies. tu could write, "Goodbye, Old friend." A Key Phrase could also be an action. Such as, there are two pets. One pet dies. The other pet tries to sleep with the other one por cuddling up to the dead body.

2.    Add a lot of relationship between the one who dies and another character, whether that is a human o an animal.

3.    Add comedy to the...
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posted by sapherequeen
*Sigh* Okay, this is the first piece of escritura I will ever share with anyone. Rarely does the idea of a poem ever enter my dark mind. But tonight, just two minutos ago, this one came to me, and I had to...write...it...down...


I’m aching here
I’m bleeding there

Pain strikes within
My every move

And there’s
Nothing
I Can
Do
To Make It
Stop

The tears roll down my face
And freeze there quickly
And stay until the time comes
Where they are no longer frozen
And begin to stream down again

My hurt was bottled up
But someone broke the bottle
And now it’s
Everywhere
And there’s nothing
I Can
Do
To Heal Myself

I’m...
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“Look at them, trying to figure it out. Trying to work out why a pure-blood has come to their school, Antiworld, huh? This could be fun”. There was a young man sitting on the parte superior, arriba of a gargoyle wearing a white camisa, camiseta with a black capa over it. His eyes where a light green with a black cat eye stroke through it. As the man stood up tu saw that he had pitch black hair and his skin was white like paper. As tu closed in on the man’s face tu saw his eye drop a line of blood down his cheek, as if he was crying blood. The man looked up at the sun covering his face with his hand, he closed his...
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hola guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem escritura path. Well hope tu like it, and please, if possible, add a comentario saying what tu think.

Me and Those

Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants tu to do something,
o be something
That sometimes tu don’t want to be?

They are those!
tu know them!
tu probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect tu to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
tu don’t want to take.

They are those who expect tu to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
tu prefer to be small and humble.

But do tu think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!

They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since tu were born,
Came up with a path for tu in life.

But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.