escritura Club
registrarse
Fanpop
New Post
Explore Fanpop
posted by Slinkywaffle
Tides
The sky was a canvas painted with pastels. Just before the sun truly dicho goodbye, it hung in the sky. Her eyes sparkled and her hair shinned with the last light of day. Salt water filled her lungs as she took a deep breath. Sand began to cave in on her feet when she tried to mover them from where they were. She stared once más at the now deserted playa and thought, maybe a little longer? But no, she couldn’t. She was too good to break her parent’s curfew, and with the first día of school nearing, she knew she needed a good nights sleep. She slowly brought herself to her feet and grabbed her things. As she left she heard a boy’s voice behind her, “Wait up!” She swiveled around to see a handsome boy, not much older than her, jogging with something in his hand. To shocked to speak, she stood there, waiting. The boy was tall, tan, and had gorgeous brown eyes. His hair was cut neatly, but yet, it still looked shaggy, “You dropped this.” He held out his hand and inside of them were her favorito! sunglasses.
“Oh!” She gasped, “Thank you! These are my best pair!” She exclaimed, brushing off some sand that had stuck to the lens.
“Well, be sure to watch them más carefully.” He dicho teasingly. She giggled and he laughed. At that moment, bells and chimes began going off from what sounded like far off in the distance, when in reality, it was only in her purse.
“It’s my mother.” She dicho to the boy,
“Hello mother?”
“Where are you?”
“On my way I swear! I just dropped my…”
“Well hurry! First día of school tomorrow and it’s almost past your curfew! tu know how your father gets!”
“All right, goodbye mother.” The girl sighed. She heard the line go dead and she hung up and looked back at the boy.
“Well, I guess that’s your cue, huh?” The boy said,
“Yes, it is. Well, I suppose we may run into each other again sometime?” She said.
“Yeah, hopefully we will.” The boy dicho slowly back up and turning around. The girl started to walk inicial when she heard him call out, “Wait! I never got your name!”
She quickly spun around and responded, “Kacey!” What yours?” She saw the boy turn and smile, but he did not reply. Why didn’t he tell me his name? She thought to herself. But she decided not to think too much of it. Why did his name matter? At least, it didn’t matter yet.

“Hun, wake up! It’s your first día of high school!” Kacey’s mom dicho as she walked into her new room and flipped on the lights.
“Ugh! Why? Must I go mother? I don’t know anybody!” Kacey complained.
“It’s freshman year, really, nobody knows anybody.” Kacey’s mother replied. “Now get up, I’m making breakfast.”
Kacey, as slowly as possible, got out of her cama to pick out an outfit. She grabbed her new cotton dulces multicolored tank parte superior, arriba and threw on her shorts and black All-Stars. She grabbed her curling iron and make up, and walked into the kitchen. Her mother was there at the microwave,
“Stove’s not working so I’m heating up some oatmeal.” She smiled,
“Yummy. Wait, where’s father?” Kacey asked looking around.
“Sleeping in, he had trouble sleeping in the new house.” She dicho softly.
Oh. Kacey thought. She put on her makeup and curled her hair as quickly as possible. Barely having enough time to eat and brush her teeth, she ran to make the bus. There was one other person at her bus stop. A girl who looked older than her who wore too much eye makeup for her taste and all black, which had to be unbearable in California summers. Kacey tried not to stare at her but it was kind of hard.
Once she climbed the stairs on the bus she looked for an open seat, which wasn’t hard since she was one of the first stops, but she didn’t want to pick a bad seat. Kacey decided on the fifth asiento back on the right, hoping it was an okay choice. Calm down Kacey, it’s just a seat. She finally exhaled for the first time since she got on the bus and grabbed her iPod. She turned on some Katy Perry and closed her eyes. Relax, she kept telling herself. She felt her corazón rate slow down and lucky for her, her bus wasn’t nearly full por the time she got to school, so she could sit all por herself.
Once in the outdoor commons, Kacey looked around desperately trying to find the “A Hall.” She quickly spun around and ran into someone, “What the?” He dicho sounding angry. Everything in his arms had fallen to the ground.
“Oh… my… god, I am… so sorry! I’m new here, and I didn’t see you,, and I’m really nervous…” She began to ramble but to her surprise he started laughing.
“No, it okay, really it’s my…” But he stopped talking once he saw Kacey, “Kacey?” He said. She looked at him and realized this was the boy from the beach!
posted by summerfrogs_bro
One día I was walking down the calle no one was there. I was scared I just kept walking I looked around the corner I felt a wisp of cold go down my back i looked around again because I knew there was something there I went inicial and went to bed. I woke up the siguiente morning I watched the window all morning I didn't care about school I was a loser anyway and the teachers hated me. I swear there was too many things wrong with me to go to school and my name is Raiden I know its so stupid is means thunder god in Japanese I mean it's so stupid but it was my great great great grandfather named me that...
continue reading...
posted by Fangirl99
another monday,at waysway high school. Vanessa for hated school for mainly for 1 reason. susan.katie.ashlee.the meanest,popular,and prettiest girls in the school.they always taunt vanessa for being different. people thought ashe was different for her personality,but,that wasnt the only reason.
there was only one girl who didnt care if she was different.kylie.kylie was the smartest gilr in school,thats why she got made fun of. she was a nerd. though she had no braces,gloasses,or anything.in fact,vanessa thought kylie was prettier than susan,ashle,or katie.
People think they know vanessa,but,they dont,not yet. she had a very terrible,scary,and strange experiance.when tu hear it,it may seem like a dream,but,its all true.its not a lie.its not a tall tale.its a true story. 100% true
this the satory of Vanessa Colorado.
We have to distrust each other. It is our only defence against betrayal.

Tayce’s p.o.v

The rest of the día was just as devastating at the morning. The poor juniors didn’t get to train today for obvious reasons; I sighed and sat down siguiente to Justin on the couch. His head was still stuck in paperwork of this all. He put the paper down and looked to me. “How do tu feel?” he asked, I laughed and then rolled my eyes. He wasn’t saying the right thing but it was sweet. “Like crap, I feel like the floor has been ripped from under me” I told him, he smiled and put his hand on parte superior, arriba of mine....
continue reading...
My passport seemed to be taking so long to be ready. And Ema’s cousin seemed to be taken por the beauty and charm in Europe. I had a life that didn’t mean anything, sleep, eat, and drink. Not even working. It’s been two weeks since I’m in Robert’s house. Ema visited me whenever she could. I didn’t dare to walk two steps after the front door of the house o the siguiente thing I’d be seeing is me on the ground, my hands behind my head and taken to prison to spend probably the rest of my life in it.
Among everything I didn’t have the slightest feeling of guilt. I thought I was right...
continue reading...
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

Kayla was raped in her own house.

What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.

When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.

That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.

The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but tu don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe tu just don't have the strength to carry on any more.

tu can dry up the tears tu see, but tu can never dry up the tears your corazón sheds. Because when tu cry, your corazón gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.

I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
posted by BiteMeCullen107
I could hear the TV on and I could smell the coffee. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming o if I was just hallucinating over the fact that the man that has been stalking me, for what seems like my whole life, was in my apartment.
    I must be dreaming, my subconscious must have heard the TV on and brought that thought into my dream along with the coffee I made yesterday morning it must still be stuck in the air and did the same to my dream.
    I stretched my muscles, I was really stiff. It must have been because I got a lot of exercise yesterday at the...
continue reading...
Why Bother To Write If No One Is Ever Going To Read It - Tony DuShane via FilmCourage.com.
video
escritura
film
cine
filmmaking
televisión
libros
autor
tv
Why The Audience Hates Bad Dialogue - John Vorhaus via FilmCourage.com.
video
escritura
film
cine
filmmaking
autor
screenwriting
tv
libros
How To Be A Lazy Writer And Still Get Work Done - Charla Lauriston via FilmCourage.com.
video
escritura
motivation
success
autor
libros
psychology
film
personal growth
This Is One Screenwriting Lesson I Learned 20 Years Too Late - Tom O'Brien via FilmCourage.com.
video
hockey
sports
film
escritura
screenwriting
writers
tv
cine
The Best día Of My Life (1 of Them)

I was at my uncle's house, waiting for my mom to come back. She was picking up my siblings from school. I was 4 yours old at the time. I was in my uncle's bedroom, as usual. And I was talking to him, as usual.

"Will, who's stuffed animales are on the bed?" I asked curiously. Of course that was a stupid question, but remember I was just a little girl. And I wasn't the brightest one eithier. My uncle spun around in his spinning chair and looked at me. "Mine. Why?" he had the nerve to ask. My uncle was the type of man that would give tu the world if he could....
continue reading...
This is a persuasive essay I had to write for my English class, I publicado a foros asking for opinions on addressing the reader. I know it's a dangerous thing to do, but I thought it would be okay to do here. Opinions are great, I would amor to here anything tu have to say. Also, if I made any mistakes (i.e. spelling, grammar, puncuation) please point them out so I can fix them, thanks:D



Do tu remember that feeling you'd get on the last día of school? Remember how excited you'd be to finally get to do those summer things like ride bikes with your friends, stay up all night planning pranks, and...
continue reading...
 Multi-Verse Allie
Multi-Verse Allie
Summary: Allie Jonas life is miserable.
She live with only one parent. Her mother is always sick.
Her father is doing who knows what.
What happens when an ángel appears and gives her segundo chance in life.
A chance to have both parents and be happy.
But there's only one little flaw in having the perfect life.
She knows the future. Is it a gift o a curse?
_____________________________________
"Allison Margret, get up. We're going to be late," Renee Jonas dicho from the kitchen.

Fifteen minutos later, a seventeen año old girl walked into the kitchen, wear a short sleeve t-shirt, hoodie, blue jeans,...
continue reading...
posted by axemnas
Role playing o Rping as most of the community calls it. Almost everyone's done it one way o another whether they realize it o not. Remember those days when you'd pretend tu were a movie character o a prince/princess o a pirate o whatever. tu were role playing in a since. Now days when tu hear the word role playing tu probably think things like War Craft, estrella Craft, Nights and Dragons, Toontown, etc..
Something you've probably never figured however, is rping in relation to writing. Writing, that's all rping basically is. It's just escritura a collaborative story from different points...
continue reading...
Chapter 1
The miracle
It was over I only wanted my father and I could no longer have him. Yet again he was seduced por some girl. I never got what she met my “she was taking him away from me.” But I knew it met that I was going to be alone. Once again. That is a truth I could not handle I’ve been alone most of my life I didn’t want to be anymore. I just got my father back and no he is leaving me for some broad. I didn’t want to face the facts so I jumped of the roof of my house. The pain was excruciating but only lasted for a second. I sure thought I was dead when I open my eyes and...
continue reading...
posted by rory2011
chapter (2)

john and carrie went to the museum ,they tried to find anything that give them some information about room 780 but sadly they didn't find much
the keeper saw them ,he know that something bad happened to them
the keeper call them "hey ,you", john and carrie "you meant us "
the keeper "yea ,follow me"
john and carrie followed the keeper they have no idea where they're going
the keeper entered carrie and john to his room
john asked "what tu want from us?"
the keeper "your friend died? "
carrie" how did tu know that?"
the keeper "oh come on this museum is suck no one visiting it ,and you...
continue reading...
posted by Insight357
I hate you

But I just can’t seem to break you

Do I want tu here?

Do I want tu gone?



Everyone says your such a tease

But not to me

Are tu real?

Are tu fake?



Do I need to be

With this drama queen

tu spout lies

No truth to be found



Why am I still

Trying to see the good in you?

Is it worth it?

Should I listen to them?



They tell me to go

Before I’m a victim

Of tu mighty undoing

I won’t fall



I’ve made a promise

Can I keep it?

Will I leave?

Will I remain?



Promises

Sins

They all appear

The same



Lies

Sentences

Preach the

Difference



I’m listening to you

I can’t break you

I’m falling now

No one to catch me



Do I leave now

That I’ve fallen

Are tu worth my time?

Am I worth this pain?



God, help me choose

For this is not my decision

Any longer

I’ve put my faith in my despair



Now mostrar me the answer

Tell me what to do

Do I stay

o do I leave you?
posted by para-scence
"Alessandra, tu have two minutos to get down here!" Dad shouted from downstairs. I quickly pulled on my ratty old converse, not bothering to tie them. I ran downstairs, probably just making it to the two minuto mark. Dad folded his arms, probably upset that I'd made it in time.

"You're going to be late," he said. "You'd better get your culo out of here." I grabbed my bag off the chair, and grabbed a dulces bar from the pantry. Just as I got out the door, he grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking it back. I yelped as my head jerked backwards, and I fell back into the house.

"Go say goodbye to your...
continue reading...
posted by ambers1999
Ring, ring. “Hello”? ”Hannah I need tu to come to my lab today”! “Doc”? but I thought”
…” I know, I’ve been working on something and I need your help”. “OK nice to talk to tu again…bye”. In excitement I jumped out of my chair and put my best clothes on. Wondering what Doc was up to? I haven’t seen him in over a year, now that it’s the summer I finally have something to do. I raced down to Doc’s lab. The door creaked as I opened then I knew I was at the right place! “Hello” I dicho softly, “anyone here”? “Ah here tu are I haven’t seen tu in awhile...
continue reading...
Of course, unlucky as she was, Lara Binks, reporter for the "Sunnydale News, got caught in a rainstorm.
And, since getting stuck in a rainstorm wasn't bad enough, it also happened when she was stuck on a rather revolting public bus, which had lint and dead bugs littering the stained carpet and torn chairs.
If that wasn't bad enough, she and the odd-looking passengers were travelling across a dirt road in the middle of nowhere.
Worse yet, Lara had to get a story into the office in three days, and there was no longer any way this was possible, since the bus driver had announced they were stopping...
continue reading...