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posted by ashesandwine
Sorry for not posting this earlier but I post them on my spot and forget to post them here... so to be más updated please registrarse my spot and read them as they are ready:P
Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping with the start of the letter...
Thanks to Emmett4ever for the first push...
And thanks to everyone for the support...



"Catherine's POV"

Now I know we have a change... Now I now we can fight... Fight for our love, fight for our life, fight for each other... We are no longer two enamorados drawn apart, we are two enamorados fighting for their love...
See the light in the end of the tunnel? It's me guiding tu back to me, back to our love...Come to me one más time, don't give up...



I layed there, I was so happy that I couldn't even convince myself to unpack. I didn't realised the time because the siguiente thing I knew, Emily was calling me for dinner.
"So... I would like to meet Afonso. Afonso this is Catherine" She dicho as soon as she saw me coming through the door.
"Hey, it's nice to meet you. Thank tu both for your hospitality..." I said.
"Well, hello. It's really nice to meet you. It's no trouble, we are happy to have tu here... maybe not under the best circumstances" He had a light accent but he speaked perfect english...
"Afonso... tu shouldn't bring that up" Emily reprehended him.
"Ohh... I'm sorry, that was thoughtless of me..." He apologized.
"Don't worry about that, I'm much happier now that I know tu will let me send him letters. tu can't imagine how thankfull I am for that..." I jumped in. They were so nice to me, I didn't want to make them feel bad about mencioning Daniel.
"Ok, then.... Have tu been out yet? Have tu seen our city?"Afonso asked, trying to change the subject.
"Not really, I just saw the city through the car" I answered.
"You didn't mostrar her the city?" Afonso turned to Emily.
"I wanted to give her time to unpack" She answered.
"Ohhh, of course..." He seemed embarrassed...
"But I would like to see more, it looks like a beautiful city..." I said, trying to make him feel better.
"We could go for a walk after dinner, if tu would like" He offered.
"I would amor it!"
We sat for cena and we spent all cena talking about Coimbra, their life here...I found out that Afonso was a lawyer and that Emily worked on the universaty's library. For what she told me; it sounded like a beautiful biblioteca and she promised to take there one of these days...
After cena me and Afonso went for a tour, Emily excused herself but she had things to do for work. Afonso took me to the park in front of their bilding, it was really nice. It had some bars siguiente to the river and a lot of people went there to jogg o simply to enjoy the end of the day. Some kids were having fun in the children's park under the watchfull eye of the parents... Afonso and I, sat on the terrace of one of the bars looking at the river and at the other side of the river...
We could see a monastery all iluminatted:
"That's monastery of Saint Isabel, she is the patron saint of our city... She has a very famous legend associated with her, would tu like to hear it?" He started to explain.
"I would amor to, please continue!" I was getting interested in this new city, full of new stories to unveil.
"According to the legend, the queen (she was married to D.Dinis, the then current king) left the Castel of Sabugal a winter morning to distribuit pan de molde, pan to the poor.
Suprised por the king, he asked where she was going and what she had on her lap, the queen exclaimed: they are roses, my lord. Suspicious, D.Dinis asked: rosas in the winter? D.Isabel then, showed the contents of the lap of her dress and had rosas on it instead of bread." He told...
That was so beautiful... This queen had lied to her king, her husband, her amor for a greater good. She risked her life and her status in order to help the poor.
Would I have done the same thing if I was in her place? Would I have lied to Daniel to save others, to help others?
"That was beautiful... Thank tu for telling me that!" I told him.
"You're welcome. I should be heading back home, it's getting late and tu had a long day." He dicho and offered me his arm.
I took it and we headed back.
I dicho good night to Emily and Afonso and went to my room. I had two letters to write:



"Dear Beatrix...

I just arrived to Coimbra and I have to say that it's not as bad as I thought. I miss everyone there but I believe that maybe it won't be as hard as I thought to be here. Send kisses and hugs to everyone there.
Ohhh... don't have to worry about sending messages to Daniel. My aunt is the greatest, she is allowing me to write to him, can tu believe it?
Don't have much to say yet, but I keep tu publicado on everything that happens to me...
Please send me news of everyone there and send my amor to everyone!
And please don't tell my parents that I can write to Daniel... I don't know what they can do but I don't want to stop talking to him!


P.S: Did tu give the letter to Daniel?

All my love,

Catherine"



"Angel of my forever...

It seems that it's been an eternity since we last talked, since I last saw your beautiful face...
I see your face every segundo of the día in mind but I can not make justice to your beauty...
Send me all the ángeles in heaven and I'll still look for tu in the meadle of the crowd...

tu must be thinking how I'm escritura to you, so I'll let tu know that my aunt is a saint. She's allowing me to write to you, I couldn't have asked for better. I might be traped in hell, because tu are not with me, but at least I can take confort on the fact that I can communicate with you, my love...
So much to say but I don't have words to put it...
Know that I amor you, that tu are always in my corazón and that we WILL be together soon enough...


Putting Beethoven's words into my heart:

...Remain my true, only treasure, my all as I am yours...


As always:

Remain mine forever... Remain in my heart...

I'm forever yours... You're forever mine...

Shine for me, lead me back to you....

Love, Catherine"




The legend of the saint it's a true legend... I don't know if that happened...it's a legend but I like to believe it did... amor that legend:D

Hope everyone likes it:D
posted by DxCFan123
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posted by para-scence
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Dr. Bellamont went on for a while, saying about how it wasn't my fault for what my parents did. After a couple minutos I got sick of listening to her and blocked everything out. She sighed.

"Hecate? Are tu even listening?" she asked. I nodded, and she raised an eyebrow. I...
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posted by Insight357
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    “I...
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posted by para-scence
**4 years later...**

"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.

"Almost," Blake said.

"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger asiento of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.

We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma...
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posted by para-scence
Hollis was definitely a handful. But I loved her anyways. I never thought I'd have kids. At all. When I was younger, I'd always thought kids were annoying, gross, whiny, and a bunch of other non-enjoyable things. Sure, it was kind of annoying that I could barely get any sleep, but it wasn't Hollis' fault. She was just a baby. Even when I was sixteen and Desiree had been born, sure I thought she was cute. But I could've never seen myself having kids of my own.

Things have changed.

Hollis is now my whole world, along with Blake. Blake is everything and anything I could ask for in a husband. Hollis...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Celeste's POV

Huff... Huff... I think... I lost her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored amor asiento in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do tu look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it más suspicious.. She came and sat down siguiente to me. "C'mon sweetie, tu can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

BAM!! I quickly shut the encantada door to the wizard lair. My breath is running away from me as I did before. "Woah! Whas'up with you?" Not now Tyler!!! "Nothing! Absolutamente nada!" Did I just speak Spanish those two last words? "It seems like something is up. C'mon. Tell Tyler everything tu know." Why is he trying to comfort me? I hug onto my month-older brother. "Well, I ran into a Witch in the for-" Tyler quickly pushes me very hard away from him. "YOU WHAT?!?" Do I have to repeat it? "I. Met. A. Witch. In. The. Woods." I think I clarified that enough! "I can't believe this!!...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

All of my life, it's been pretty much very normal. With school, home, and learning some new spells. As a wizard myself, we have to keep our gift, a secret. There's nothing worse than confronting a witch. Ohh...! Just thinking about those ogres gives me the chills! The magical setting in our family wizard lair is deep in a closet. To tell tu the truth, it's rather large! If tu open my closet door (which is the entrance to the wizard lair) it will just be a normal clothing closet. But if tu cast a certain spell on it, the closet is now the wizard lair. My dad, Miguel is the full...
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posted by para-scence
I brought Hera and Desiree inicial the siguiente morning. Hera begged me not to tell Dad and Kara what really happened last night. For a moment, I considered just telling them the truth. At least they'd make sure it never happened again. But then I stopped. It was just one time, right?

"Only if tu promise to never do it again," I warned. She nodded quickly.

"I won't. I promise."

"Fine," I sighed. "Besides, I'm not the one you'll need to convince to keep her mouth shut." Both of us turned to Desiree. She smiled evilly.

"Please, Dezzie. Don't say anything. I'll get tu a My Little poni, pony if tu do, ok?"...
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**scroll down for translation**

Regen wusch die Gräue von guarida, den Fenstern und ließ sie über guarida, den Asphalt ergießen.
Klamm schien die Luft, die unter der Last des Nebels unangenehm warm war, einem Nebel, der die Stadt in ein Gewirr von Spinnweben und Unkenntlichkeit hüllte.
All das, und ein fortwährendes leises Gemurmel füllten guarida, den Hintergrund des Geschehens.
Im Mittelpunkt saß ein Mann, gebeugt, mit dem Rücken zur Fensterseite gedreht, auf einem feuchten Holzstuhl und ergab sich seiner introspektiven Wahrnehmung.
Obwohl er seinen Blick nicht hob, schien es ihm, als beobachte er die Menschenmassen,...
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posted by para-scence
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"Irina! Mommy and Daddy dicho not to go too far!" Brandon complained. I stopped in my tracks, and groaned.

"We're not too far! I can still see 'em," I said. Brandon pouted, not satisfied. I sighed. "Fine. We'll wait for them." Finally, after waiting forever, Daddy and Mommy finally caught up to us. I ran up to them, and Dad put his arm on my shoulder. Brandon held Mommy's hand. Mommy smiled at the...
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posted by alexmswann
It was three o’clock on a Friday and the campana had finally rung for school to be out for the weekend. I hurriedly shoved my libros in my book bag and headed for the door ready to be out of school.
“Oh wait, Alisa could tu come here for a quick second,” my English teacher, Mrs. Thompson asked. I turned around wishing I could be out this school. She was a very tall and light skinned lady, in her mid-thirties. She had long stringy black hair and big brown eyes. tu would probably think she was a retired model. I quickly went to her escritorio trying not to seem I was rushing her.
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posted by para-scence
The siguiente morning, despite being deprived of sleep, I was wide awake. Carmine was in the kitchen, Nikolai getting ready for work in his room. I frowned when I saw Carmine in his work uniform.

"I thought..." I began. He shook his head, his mouth full of cereal.

"I gotta work today. We'll go another día though, ok?" he said.

"When are tu off...?" I asked.

"Next weekend," he answered. I groaned.

"Seriously?!"

"Sorry! tu know, tu could get a job too, y'know!" he shouted. I clamped my mouth shut. Carmine never yells at me. Ever. "Y'know, tu complain about Nikolai all the time! You're just as bad!"...
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posted by para-scence
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Then soon came the Sunday...
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posted by para-scence
A faint beeping noise entered my room of darkness. I squeezed my eyes shut even more, afraid to open my eyes again and see nothing. There was the noise again. And again. It sounded in a steady pattern. The más I comfheard it, the más it reminded me of where I was. Before, when it was complete silence, it felt surreal, like it was all a bad dream. Now it was a constant reminder that there was nothing left for me. I cried, and a wet tear rolled down my cheek. A tear? But when I died, I'd felt nothing. I couldn't feel o taste the blood that had been running down my lips. I couldn't feel the...
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posted by itchygum
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I felt a nudge, my mom waking me up. "Get dressed," she whispered in my ear. I dragged to my dresser, pulling out my rosado, rosa Aeropostale camisa, camiseta and a pair of skinny jeans.
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posted by Insight357
“Yes, I am,” I dicho calmly. I felt sick to my stomach even as I dicho it.
    “Why?” asked Grey as if it were not obvious.
    “I amor him,” I said.
    “I thought tu loved me,” she said, tears in her eyes. Although I saw tears, I also saw hate and fire.
    “You were mistaken,” I said, it was cruel, but true. I loved Alexander más than her.
    “Why don’t tu amor me?” she asked.
    “You raped me, and I married tu only because the baby,” I said....
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posted by para-scence
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Then one día before work, I had drove to the edge of town to the grocery store. I had paid for all my things, I was leaving when I noticed a bulletin board. It was the ones where missing people were posted. One in particular caught my attention. It was a picture of me from a party, I was all smiles and waving at the camera. Missing: Kodi Hunter. Last seen: **/**/** Hair color: brown. Eye color: brown....
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posted by StarWarsFan7
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