escritura Article: Broken Dreams Chapter 19

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posted by BellaSwan636

Shaun

A día passed. I didn't hear from her. I didn't have her new cell number, I couldn't contact her.

I started the two and a half hora long drive to where she she lived.

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I knocked on her door. She didn't answer. I couldn't blame her. She probably hated me right now.

I tried the handle, and it swung open easily. Deathly quiet.

I suddenly saw a piece of paper stuck to her bedroom door. I saw my name. I ripped it of and read what was written.

Shaun,

I'm leaving. Please, please, don't tell anyone why. Pretend tu don't know. Act like I never existed.

Don't come looking for me. I want tu to finish college, and mover on. tu deserve happiness, which I can't ever give you, no matter how much I wish I could. And don't blame yourself. It's my fault. It's entirely my fault.

I still amor you, and I always will.

Serena.

tu gave me happiness, Serena. And I'll always blame myself. I estola your future. I have no reason to ever want anyone else. tu are and tu always will be my everything.

I turned around, with the letter still in my hand. I'd do whatever it took to do everything she asked of me. I owed her that much. I loved her too much.

medouri, Nice-Guy and 8 others like this

_madz_ oh, that so sad!! your writing is perfect though :) i love it, cant wait for the next one!! tell me its out soon!!

Liepe *sighs* love. Awesome story!

123moo123 oh... so good!

Injury love it

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Opposites

posted by harold

The autor considered. Then the autor wrote:

Two opposites sat on a park bench

The autor deleted

eating their curds and whey

as soon as it was typed, and replaced it with

and one wanted the other to leave.

The critic noted "That's really not very specific, is it? Two 'opposites'? Come on, you're going to have to be más specific than that."

The autor considered. Then the autor wrote:

The Republican sat down siguiente to the Democrat on the park bench

and nodded, satisfied. The critic clucked his tongue. "Welll...it's not exactly original, is it? And how different are they, really? Honestly, tu couldn't...

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Soon To Be Free- A Poem por Me

posted by axlluver43

A place I once trusted
A place I once believed in
A place I once loved
A place I once missed
Is coved under a enmascarados
Of misery and pain
The blue in the sky is now a shade
I feel like all this time was a game
A game of sham
A game of backstabbing
A game of war
A game of fate
I feel trapped in a box
Crammed in and lonely
With nothing but locks
With no key so that it can hold me
A box of lies
A box of fear
A box of loneliness
A box of weakness
I always have a word on mind
Just a few words long
To me it seems so thoughtful and kind
To me free it isn't a dance o song
Free as the wind
Free as a bird
Free as an ángel
Free as a shooting estrella
The feeling will come to me
But not right now
I hope my soul can soon be free
So then I can take my final bow

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It wasn't me (Short story)

posted by TDIlover226

I watched from around the corner as the little puppy, so curious with it's ways, was snooping around seeing what was in this big old house. He sniffed around, ears drooping to the floor, sliding in a rápido, swift path. That little puppy, I had just gotten from the pound, I still couldn't think of a name for the curious puppy. Just as I thought to leave, something about the pup caught my eye, he had stopped in his tracks, staring at something that I couldn't see. That was when I knew exsactly what he was staring at, my old cat. Sapphire was her name, she was a grumpy old cat, I wasn't sure what to...

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Lets write something...

added by CathCuddy

Source: google

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Lets write something...

added by CathCuddy

Source: google

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I Ran (short story)

posted by ToEkNeE

I woke up as usual. But there was something about today that was going to change. Unusual. I stumbled out of bed, opening my eyes to darkness. I wouldn't need to expect sunlight just yet. I clumsily found my way to the bathroom to take my shower.
For some reason, I wanted extremely hot water. Usually, I would have tepid water on, but this time, the water was blazing. The water beat my back with an intensity far beyond a human could ever intake. It was like hail was being shot at my skin, with a beat to it. The burning was far worse. When every droplet hit my skin, there would suddenly be a sharp...

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corazón of the soilder

posted by delta117

i awoke pain everywhere it felt like my skin was melting but yet i did not scream traing kicked in and i found my black armoar to any normal sentient bieng it would be like an anchor but i am not normal am i after that i grabbed my weapons the first was a set of 2 curved assian knifes curved and made for my hands segundo standard ar rifle it had no scope only sights all i needed to kill at 100 yards third a shotgun normal used in swat teams tactical 12 guage shot gun bomba action forth 44mm glock i holousterd it and my knifes my knifes at arm length pistol on my hip then an explosion rocked my...

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a thoughtfull pen

added by whitelion

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Young Enough - A Children's Poem

posted by Dearheart

Young and fresh and shining bright
Filled with wonder and delight
I see beauty, día and night
I am young enough

Whether it's Real o just Pretend
Possibilities have no end
There could be magic, 'round the bend
I am young enough

Dolls can mover when I'm asleep
They come to life while I count sheep
And freeze whene'er I dare to peep
I am young enough

Book-friends all come out to play
My cama becomes a magic sleigh
Imagination rules the day
I am young enough

The sky can cry a lot of tears
The trees tell secrets; can't tu hear?
The world's alive: to me that's clear
I am young enough

Grownups say the queerest words
Have...

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Diem Mirabilis

posted by Dearheart

If you're wondering, "Diem Mirabilis" is Latin for "Day of Wonders". (At least it's SUPPOSED to be. My Latin isn't what it used to be, hehe.) This was just a little something I whipped up for a story I'm writing. I wanted to put something at the beginning of each chapter that roughly follows the times of day, and I couldn't find anything good. So I made my own. =) Hope tu enjoy it!

Diem Mirabilis

Morning:

for Morning is made
of mysteries and uncertainties
the hopes of beginnings
the risks of unknowns
the potential for greatness
o failure

Midday:

for Midday is the height
of the glory of the sun
the climax of twenty-four hours
the brightness that blinds and clarifies
the respuestas once hidden
now unveiled

Sunset:

for Sunset arrives
with the final shift of the sky
the afterglow of the triumph
the sweetness of the last drop
the closing chapter of a story
and the beginning...

of a new one.

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Is poesía A Dying Art?

posted by Cinders

I've been slowly but steadily coming to the conclusion that poesía as an art form is quickly losing its flavor amongst the iPod generation. And I'm not talking about contemporary poets who don't get read por the masses, because as Gertrude Stein would say, "Those who are creating the modern composition authentically are naturally only of importance when they are dead because por that time the modern composition having become past is classified and the descripción of it is classical. That is the reason why the creator of the new composition in the arts is an outlaw until he is a classic." Or,...

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Broken Dreams Chapter 9

posted by BellaSwan636

Serena

Tia had told me that he obviously liked black, so she'd chosen the scary cabestro, halter parte superior, arriba and skinny jeans with black peep-toed heels. Tia had gone overboard. I looked like a freaking goth.

I thought I was dressed way out of my league, but Tia dicho I wasn't. It was difficult to believe her.

Still, I dropped a plate when I was in the cocina on Saturday evening when he knocked on the door. I almost twisted my ankle in my hurry to open the door. I threw it open, and I almost cried in relief when it was him and I hadn't almost injured myself for nothing.

He looked stunned when he saw what I was...

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tu are all i desire, a poem

posted by whitelion

your smile, your eyes, your voice
as if tu gave me a choice
everything about tu i loved
all other feelings aside i shoved

on your every word i hung
and even among
a crowd, only tu i see
nowhere else i would rather be

these feelings for you, that are kept inside
i can no longer hide
everything about tu i admire
tu are all i desire

so kind, so sweet, so passionate
everytime our eyes met
my corazón would race
while looking at your smiling face

full of buety, life, and joy
with my emotions tu play like a toy
like a wild beast, my emotions cannot be tame
and i don't even know your name

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Serenity- Chapter 1

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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Spirit of stne part 6

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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Spirit Of Stone part 5

posted by TDIlover226

Eddie just sat there in the plain dark room, looking at the many tubes coming from the floor to the ceiling. He wondered how far away he was from home, he wondered what his parents thought, and if they'd already called the police, trying to look got him. He estimated that it had been about 3 day's sence he'd been taken. Now he could tell that it was getting dark, he wasn't sure how though, the room was dark, had no windows and was cold and damp. He thought that he might starve down there, sence the mutants hadn't been down there for some time now. He really thought that they were just messing...

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Overlooked

posted by spikes_girl

There are things in your every día life that tu never take a segundo glance at. They're just there, noting to ponder over o to think about. Here are two short tribute poems to some overlooked objects in life.

Fountain

The ultramarino, azul de ultramar colored water
Dances down through a maze of marble obstacles
Creating clear rainbows across the sheer water's surface.

A carpet of copper and silver glints at the bottom
Coins
Lost with memory of young children
Wishing for new puppies
Ice cream cones
Hot perros for dinner
For bedtime stories to become flesh
A cat in a hat to come skipping off the pages.

Everything is in this...

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Chapter 4 Trapped in my own time

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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Let Me Save tu (Winry's Song)

posted by Dearheart

A/N: I finished escritura this about five minutos ago, lol. It's actually a song, but I figured it would fit as a poem as well.

This poem/song was inspired por two things: 1) A few of my favorito! anime couples, namely Ed x Winry from Fullmetal Alchemist and Hoshino x Tanabe from Planetes (AWESOME series). And 2) while my dad was in Iraq, he heard "My Immortal" for the first time and dicho he loved the idea behind it...but it was too sad/depressing because "the chorus was in past tense instead of present tense." So he asked me if maybe I could take the same concept and do my own thing with it. I...