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posted by joe-edwardfan
(end of chapter 6)
Bella pov
The pain was was to much, I couldn’t understand what was happening , my neck was burning , the burning took over my body it changed minuto por minuet it grew it rose I wanted to scream this pain out but that probable isn’t a good option ppl will think I'm weak! I clenched my teeth together wishing I never existed suddenly the burning changed! it left my neck! I was relived that the pain had lessen but a new pain started in my chest my corazón was was ripping its way out of my chest the sound of my corazón filled my ears it was getting on my nerves the sound continued for hours o days ,maybe years? Then finally my corazón stopped! I felt stronger better then I heard light footsteps coming towards me
I opened my eyes every thing was bright I could hear the high way………….
-Bella?
I stood up and looked at him he was so hot! And beautiful!
-wow!
-are tu ok? Do tu need anything?
I shook my head and walked closer to him I saw every line of his face he had a scar on his neck when I saw it I gasped!
-got that when I wanted to protect Suzy
-does it hurt?
-it did! but know I I don’t even feel it
He dicho and looked at me
-do tu feel thirsty?
-no
-so why are tu actuación weird?
-it just…to much to take in…………………..you know???
-yes at first your confused. I was to
he dicho comforting patting my arm wow! now he didn’t felt cold ,he felt kind of warm
-do tu think I have a power?
I asked him wishing I had one
-I dont know I discovered my power years after I was created
-what's your power?
-um I can teleport
Wow teleport that's so cool
-like tu could teleport every where?
-yes like I teleported us here from forks
-where are we?
I asked curios
-in London
-wow I’ve never been to Londres before!
We talked for an hora about every thing! It was weird that I could think so fast!
Then he asked
-Bella tu should be thirsty tu know? Its not normal! Every new born I knew even me when they ere changed they were crazy………….thirsty …I even forgot tu are a new born!
-is that wrong?
I asked offended
-yes! its not normal! Aren’t tu thirsty?
Now that he mentioned it I could feel a burning in my thro…
-now that tu mentioned it,it does but I could ignore it
-you can ignore it!! Wow ! tu know I'm nearly 1500 years old and when I smell blood its hard to control my thirst but I could control it because I have practiced! Your just 2 hours old!
-maybe that's my power
I said
He looked at me fore 6/4 segundos and said
-may be it is if tu put it that way but tu should hunt its important it gives tu strength to live
-ok what are we hunting?
-humans
-humans!!!! Why?
-because there yummy and mouth watering and don’t worry these humans are kind of dead…
-you drink dead humans blood! ugh!
-no! no! they are not dead I just dicho that to comfort you
-so tu lied to me!
Oooh I hate liars so much how can he do………………….
-I didn’t lie look I hunt old people and the ones that are going to die o some hikers…..
-well that's better! so tu don’t hunt animals?
-no! they taste awful!
-really they are that bad?
-you could taste it fore your self!
-ooookay
-so lets go and hunt!
-kay! but were are we going?
-To the forest there should be some hikers there and animales if tu like!
-lets go
I could run so fast we raced when we got to the jungle there was no sent of humans so I wanted to taste animal blood I followed a dears sent and caught it poor thing couldn’t run faster then I sank my teeth in its neck it was warm and good but it stinked! I just liked the warmth but it wasn’t pleasant matt was right!
-how was your dear?
-ugh!you were right it tasted awful I just liked the warmth.
-Told you!
Then he paused
-what do tu smell?
I took in the air around Mmmmmmmmmm
-hikers
I liked my lips suddenly I was so thirsty when he saw me like and that he said
-so go for it!
I followed my instincts and saw two hikers one of them looked 60 and the other looked younger maybe45 o 50 I lunched for the older one and saw matt lunching for the younger one
When I sank my teeth in neck a frenzy beginned the blood was warm and DELICIOS! It just suited me well! When I was done I let go of him and faced matt he was already done and starring at me
-what?
-you were so fascinating!

-glad that I amused you
I hissed
-so do tu want más o your done?
-I'm perched!
-so lets go!
-could tu teleport us there?
I wanted to know how it was
-sure take my hand and close your eyes
I took he's hand and closed my eyes when I opened them we were at the cottage!
-WOW!
-yeah its pretty good!
-yeah its pretty cool not good!
(chapter 7)
2 weeks later
I was sitting on the sofá thinking about Charlie and now that I could control my thirst I could go and visit him.
I was still wearing the clothes of the night that matt changed me I needed to go and comprar I was thinking of a black sleeve less dress once I saw rosalie wearing I wanted it so bad then I saw matt coming in the room
-hey!
-hey.
-when did tu go shoping?i wanted to come too!
I was cunfused I didn’t go shopping
-I didn’t go shoping
-really!? So how did tu get that dress?
-wich dress?
I asked confused again
-the black dress its behind you!
I turned around and saw the black dress I was thinking about how it got here?!
-that's funny I was just thinking about this dress I wanted to to go and get it!
-really?
-yeah
-you were thinking about it and it just apeared?
-yeah I think so
-that's cool tu have 3 gifts!!! Wow!
-3 gifts?
-yeah tu could control your self ,um, no one can harm you,do tu remmember the girl we saw in the jungel? She could taiser everyone! But somw how she couldn’t taiser you! That's your segundo gift and your third gift when tu want something it apears out of no where!
-well if tu put it that way,I have 3 gifts! Yay! But is that normal?
-none of this is normal Bella!
-I know! tu know what I mean!
-yes I know, I have a friend he has 2 gifts he can shift into difrent animales and mover objects with his mind
-cool!
-yeah I know but I havent seen him in 98 years after he found his mate they both disapeard! And I was alone again
He sighed and I hugged him
-you have me!
I dicho trying to cheer him up
-yes I have you
He dicho my cheering worked and he smiled at me then I remmemberd something
-I was woundering I want to visit my father do tu want to come with me?
I asked pleading
-sure I will, but are tu sure? I mean…………..
I cut him of
-I'm posetive I want to see him and say good bye
-why good bye?
-we don’t age my eyes are red my skin is white and cold, isnt that enough?
-your right, sorry
-its OK!
I dicho I loved his face when he dicho sorry he looked like an ángel and his eyes glowed and he looked like one too so anyone would………………………..
-day dreaming again?
-yeah, I was thinking tu look like an ángel when your sorry!
-well isnt that sweet!
-so I'm going to dress up! And be ready to live,so get ready,k?
-oooky
I grabbed my dress and went to the room I put it on and consentrated on a black converse then I opend my eyes and it was on the bed!omfg this is so cool I can have anything I want! I was so happy I was dancing around and clapping yay this is so so cool! I put on my shoes and remmembered I needed contacts so I wount freak charlie out! I closed my eyes and it was ther on the cama I put them on and came out of the room matt was sitting on the sofá waiting for me
-wow tu look amazing! Speacialy your eyes.
-thanks
If I was human I would have blushed
I took his hand and closed my eyes when I opened them we were at the forest I ran to my house and found Charlie's cruser parked out side he was talking on the phone with Billy I waited out side but he didn’t hang up so I got tiered and held matts hand for support and rang the campana charlie still didn’t hang up the phone and came to answer the door………………………………..
Hehehe!wait 2 see what happens nxt! :)
posted by misscrazel
A young fourteen año old girl walked down the road talking to her three closest friends. she was an average girl of average height and she had dirty blond hair and brown eyes with a light dusting of freckles.

She and her friends reached her driveway and she walked down to her home. she had a strange feeling like someone was trying to take her over. she ignored it and went inside.


that night she had the strangest dream. she saw a young boys dead body laying in a small room. his mother was there weeping over his dead body. his spirit drifted out and flew away. he found a baby and possessed...
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posted by werewolflover
This is the segundo story to my friend's Bite Series.
First Blood
"No!Leave him alone.He had nothing to do with this."I was telling Robert."Go eat someone else.Not Nick!"Nick was strong,but not strong enough to take on Robert...
I "woke up"from my daydream.Good thing it was just a daydream for now...I was awakened por my phone ringing.It was Nick,my knight in shining armor.
"Hi,Nick."
"Hey,Allie.What do tu want to do today?"
"How 'bout tu come over?We can watch a movie."I couldn't tell him about my daydream,then he would definately think I was crazy.
I told him to rent a movie.I wish,just for...
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Prologue:
One moment can change a lifetime. No matter how insignificant something may seem, every action has a consequence. Most people never take this into account. But when you’ve had a life like Victoria Vevina Byrne’s, tu plan every segundo of every día for your entire life…

    “Father?!” Technicolor laser beams lit up the sky, and technological sirens rang through the air as I ran through the thick Nazaki Forest, searching for my father. Tears cascaded down my blood-covered cheeks. He was nowhere to be found. At his moment of terror and fear, I gave up. While...
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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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posted by rebaj2010
She was perfect. Like beautiy incarnated. Long, flowing, red hair, shining like the stars. Cole black eyes outlined por freckles that were sprinkled over her nose and corners of her eyes.
Seeing her again hurt. Hurt más then when I broke my arm in fourth grade, más then when my older brother hit me above the eyebrow and busted my skin open and needed stiches.
Her with him was a dager through my heart. She was suppose to be mine...forever.
Thats when she looked at me. Her plump rosado, rosa lips twiched the slightest. Then shock overtook her features as she reconized the 19- year-old boy she use to love. But that's just it. She USE to amor me, but I still loved her. Not even the Marines could stop that, not the 4 years I've spent away changed that. She was still my life.
He was hers.
posted by Fangirl99
poem 1:the world



the sun shines bright
there's day,and there's night
both are beautiful sights
this is the world

Winter,spring,summer,and fall
is a magical season
so there is no reason
for tu to hate
seasons so great

we are all one
we need the sun
we need the air
we all care
about the world


poem 2:love


there is something above
we cant see it
we cant bee it
but we all know what it is
it is love

amor is what we need
to live,to breath
to be what we can be
we all need love

amor is power
amor is strong.
thats why amor songs
are so very strong


Poem 3:run (this one isnt all that good)

in the sun
is where i run
away from here
ill not be near

Something that will kill me
something that can be
so deadly and strong
and can kill me with a song

thats why i run
in the sun
i still remember tu hum.
im sorry i must run.
posted by OneFoggyNight
I just never cared anymore. Not about anything. For some reason, I just let everything alone. Nothing mattered to me anymore. Nothing. The things that had made me happy previously had now just made me even more…dull. Maybe all the things he did to me made me like this. Trevor never really was good to anyone, not even any girlfriends he had. He never showed me that he cared, he was always cold, and he always… hurt me.
Or maybe my mother’s drinking habits. She was always at the bar, and when she wasn’t, she had a different bottle in her hand every minuto o so. I was surprised she hadn’t...
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I believe I can fly

Take to the sky

Be all that I’m going to be

See all that I’m going to see

tu can’t hold me back

With me, there’s nothing to lack

So take a seat

Don’t miss a beat

And watch us fly

Right on by

In a jet o a plane

There’s no way that we’re sane

So sit on back

Try not to hack

Enjoy the view

Don’t miss your Que

To start on flying

Without dying

‘Cause we believe we can fly

As we take to the sky
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
many times i think we feel the weight of the world is on our shoulders, but i know that there are times when tu can feel as light as a feather and as though tu can fly and take on the whole world. i wrote this in one of those moods and hope tu liked it.
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posted by coriann
I wish I had a best friend, her face was as sweet as honey, mixed with molasses and cane sugar, and vanilla extract with almonds sprinkled on top.

Her voice was like roses, blooming out of a fresh garden, and for each word, one flower, at least that’s how I pictured it. And just as the sweet smell of the flores draw the bees nearer, so they could suck the nectar, so her voice drew me nearer with her fragrant words and perfect English, and mellow sound…yes…mellow. Nearer to her tongue, so I could suck the sweet nectar off that as well.

Her hair was like golden sunlight, reflecting off the...
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posted by Rennerocks
There once was a girl, an angel, name Star, she was loved por everyone see met she loved them to.One día see met a boy,also an ángel named Luke, she fell in amor when she looked into his deep brown eyes.He also fell in amor with her. They both were afraid to tell echother how they felt.


Luke wasn't going to give up untell he would finally tell her that he loved her.Star felt the same way.But they still dicho nothing to echother.


The days were going por fast,they only felt like years.Star and Luke's feelings became stronger.Luke finally got the nerve to tell estrella how he felt.Star was ready to so...
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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.
added by axemnas
Source: Henry David Thoreau, axemnas,Casablanca
posted by FightingDestiny
This is a small poem I wrote a while back.I hope tu like it, please tell me what tu think
Thank you
-Aurora




The Wind is cold against her skin
Numbing her body perfectly,
Erasing the pain she knew all to well
Escaping her problems if only for a moment
The chill of the breeze whispering to her
"Just do it" it taunted, "You know tu want to"
Each time, the voice got louder
Beckoning her to let go, end it all
Was it worth it
Some would say no
But to her it was everything
Yet the voices called to her
"Let go, Let got, ... Let Go"
posted by Attirox2
"Daddy where are tu going?" a squeak dicho from the corner. I looked down to see wide blue eyes looking at me with fear. I couldn't just abandon her but I couldn't stay and face the the mess I had just created. "Terra stay out of this!" I shouted at her. But she just kept at it until I finally snapped. I grabbed her por her night camisa, camiseta and threw her onto the sofá with a loud thud. She fell of and hit the cold wooden floor. I looked at her and had the urge to finish off the last bottle of Vodka, which I happily fulfilled. Her cries turned into sobs as she laid there in a ball that filled the...
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posted by madening_mahem
 Example of the 'Dark Figure'
Example of the 'Dark Figure'
Somewhere in ancient Japan...
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of más to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder...
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added by Blu-e
posted by skipperluvs
“Fuck you.” She dicho when he upset her, which was almost everyday. She sighed as he looked at her foolishly. There was just something about him that she hated from the start, but there was something bigger about him that she loved. She looked over at him and his friends laughing hysterically.

“When?” He laughed even harder, the crowd’s voice growing louder por the second, and anger filling her face to hide the shy blush that actually sat atop of everything. She rolled here eyes at him and put one of her hands on her hips, her hips cocking to the left and seeming lazy. She then got...
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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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