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posted by hgfan5602
I gave it all my strength,
All my power,
All my determination,
All my courage,
I gave it everything I got.

It meant everything to me,
Even though it might not mean anything
To you.
That's why I gave it my all.

It just seems to me
That life is all about going the hard path,
And not the easy path.
But it is obvious that the hard path
Is always the one requiring stamina, endurance,
And all of your power.

The easy path is simple,
Requiring little time,
But in the end,
Your rewards are very little,
Like the time tu gave it.

The hard path seems más rewarding to me,
With the rewards excellent,
Even though tu have to give it
A lot of effort, and all your strength.

Being a writer requires
Going the hard path.
But I found out it is a very rewarding experience
Just a día ago.
Cause I gave it my all.
posted by ihavOTD
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.

Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! tu always end up like this. Maybe tu should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face o back. Not me!

Please e-mail me o comment. Tell me if tu like this segment o not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
Goodnight and Goodbye

He shut the door silently behind him, but not enough for her to hear his fragile corazón breaking.

When he re-entered the hotel room from the balcony, a sea of faces greeted him. "Do tu wanna drink?" Simon gargled, as soon as he saw Niles' worn face.

He embarked to his room, without another word to Simon o any other members of Daphnes family. As soon as he stepped through the frame, he saw Mel in bed, waiting for him. She put down the book she was reading, on the side mesa, tabla and elegantly unblanketed herself from under the covers.
She embraced him and a warm smile spread...
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i was a normal 18 año old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( más like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i dicho " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he dicho " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he dicho " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
posted by twilight0girl
this mes is going to be terrible.
i live in barrow alaska.this is thier mes of complete,totall darkness.also,this is when the vampiros come out to feed on the helpless men,women,and children.but instead of shaking in pure fear,i'll go out and see how they act.but i'm also going out because my two brothers,isaac and marcus,are vampiros too.

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4 days later

i've never walked around outside during this time of month.i can hear the screaming coming from every direction.i havent seen any va,pires nor my two brothers.when i started to walke away...
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The snow is falling on this cold blistery afternoon.
    Just up ahead, in the clearing I could see a young woman gloriously and delicately skating. Skating, as if she had skated her entire life.
Suddenly, I began remembering an adventure that seemed so many moons ago.
Beyond the horizon I could see myself walking briskly toward the solid, cold ice that kept me frozen in silence.
I could hear the ice crackling, like palomitas de maiz, palomitas de maíz being popped, beneath my shaking feet.
As I adventured onto to the ice, I felt a cold chill creep up my back that seemingly felt like a warning sign to...
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posted by Cutebutcrazy--
tu couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all tu want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
tu wish tu could help them,
through the pain,
but tu can't,
tu can only watch,
from the sky.
tu can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
tu put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
tu may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one más thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring tu happiness and peace.
posted by Rockster
I'm escritura two novels, I know what most people think (WHY!) but i've decided to do one hand written and work upon it at school, where one of my teachers is happy to look at and talk to me about the errors that I've done. Whereas the other novel I'm working on the computer which i would like people to read it and discuss whats good and bad about it. Anyway, I've copied and pasted this novel that I've begun from an animal crossing foros and here it is.


Chapter 1: The Frowning Mirror

The heat swarmed around me, wrapping me with comfort and content. I knew that this feeling that conflicted with...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
He smirked. “Hello Sadie” he sang, I closed my eyes and then opened them again, hoping I was going blind. I heard footsteps behind me and then a loud scoff. “What’re tu doing here?” Ethan asked, I opened my mouth to answer for Adam but was interrupted. “I came here to see Sadie” he said, I sighed. Ethan looked to me and gave me a look, one I noticed he used to give to me when we were kids and I had stolen his toy. “Is this true did tu ask him to come?” Ethan asked me, I shrugged. “I don’t think so” I told him, I heard Adam laugh. “I’m so glad this amuses you!”...
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"Okay Starr your message has been put through. The council and your parents will get it in time when tu get back," Whitney says on the phone.
I sigh in relief "That's good. Thanks whitney. por the way how do tu like your new job? Councilman and messenger!" I gush
Whitney has been my friend since forever when we both finished college eight months hace we both got different jobs. I work as a time traveller recording things from the past.
"It's great Starr! I get paid a lot. How bout you?" she asks
"Well going back is great but some of the people back then are annoying. Well I got to get to...
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((I'm combining the first and segundo chapters to make it long enough for the article. And I know my story starts slow, but please hang with me. I promise it gets más exciting))

Stewie (my little brother) and I found a new camp last night with other runaways. This was the biggest camp we've seen so far, but it's shelter, however temporary.

There were four people already here, plus Stewie and I, so we now have a camp of 6. There's Garret, who is my age, Mary, who is 16 and the twins, Eliza and Scott.

We are very well-supplied here, and so deep off the trails I doubt anyone will find us. It's...
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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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We finally stopped when we reached the lake at the back of Ferntree Collage. My body was aching I hadn't run that much in so long and gosh this bag is heavy.
"I don't know if he saw us, we might not have ran far enough. So keep quiet and rest." Amber whispered
My sides ached as I breathed, but I needed to know who we were running from. Even if it killed me.
"Who...did...we...escape from?" I managed to say, though I'm surprised she heard it.
"It was Brent. I saw him coming and he looked angry"
The aching seemed to disappear as I sat up and stared into Amber's eyes.
"It was Brent?!" I whispered more...
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The picture on Linda's cama side mesa, tabla stared at her and she had had enough. Moving quickly she pulled her covers off and was slipping her feet into her runners.
Wearing the same thing she went to cama in, black tracksuits, a white long sleeve parte superior, arriba and a puma jumper, Linda left the house and made her way to the old hospital on foot.
The night was dark and shadows seemed to be following her every footsteps. The lights from the calle lamp didn't do much, only illuminating one circulo, círculo making each imagined shadow larger.
She had made it through two streets and one alley way but the constant thought...
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added by Ababdoned
Bloom and I decided to walk out of the room and give the boy some time to rest. But later that night, because of my curiosity over the boy, I went into his room again and sat on the edge of the bed. I stared at his beautiful face, but wondered why… why he had a bandage over his eye. That’s when the boy began to stir, and I immediately left the room. The siguiente morning, when I woke up, Bloom and Abby were already up and making breakfast together. I kind of wanted to smile at this, it was kind of nice to see servants and mistresses getting along with each other, rather than being apart. I went...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Here are some más texts from people.
1.Writing and then sending a funny e-mail o text message to my friends.And of course,imagining their faces when they read it.

2.I really like driving at night when there's no traffic,listening to my favourite music.I feel completely free.

3.Staying in cama on Sunday morning and lectura the newspaper.Then getting up very late and having my dog for a walk.

4.I enjoy going to the jym and really getting tired then taking a long hot ducha, ducha de followed por a nice hot cup of tea.There's nothing better.

5.Turning off my computer at the end of the day.Leaving work,and getting into my car to go home!It's the best moment of the day.I amor it!