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Elena’s POV
    The night got colder as I walked further away from the Founder’s día party. Just a few más steps and I’ll be at the school.
    I reached the school’s front door but when I tried to open them but they wouldn’t budge. I gave up and sighed. I crossed my arm’s trying to keep warm. Looking around trying to find another way in, though the only way I knew of was the doors in the back of the school.
    I slowly walked my self to the back doors. I grabbed the frost bitten door handle and pulled it open. Once I walked inside I could feel the warmth soaking into my body. I stood there for a few segundo and stared down the hall towards the girls’ locker room.
    The hall’s were dark and there very few lights on if there were any they were just a few class rooms. The school was quiet really quiet. I never thought it was possible for a school to be too silent. I started walking fast por every step. All I wanted to do was get my Founder’s día dress and got home.
    I entered the girl’s locker room. I flicked the light switch on but the dark staid. Tonight just wasn’t going as planed.
I walked to the back of the room and went down the isle looking at the name etiquetas on the bag. I reached the end and turned back around. My dress was gone. Aunt Jenna must have picked it up.
I grabbed my cell phone out of my front pant pocket and dialed Aunt Jenna’s number. The phone range a few time before Aunt Jenna picked up.
“Hello, its Jenna.” She dicho tiredly. “It’s Elena; did tu por chance pick up my Founder’s día dress?” “No, why?” I shook my head and took a deep breath. “I looked threw the dresses and I didn’t see it I must have missed it. I’ll be inicial once I find it.” “Okay.” And Aunt Jenna hung up.
I threw my phone back in my pocket and went threw all the dress again. Maybe someone moved it.

Damon’s POV
I don’t know what’s happening to me. There was no reason for me come to Jeremy and tell him that I laid there watching Anna die and didn’t do anything. This has to be Elena; he spirit is to kind it has to be seeping into me.
I walked humanly down the stairs. I opened the door to find Elena walking up the front step holding her dress. “What are tu doing here?” Elena asked surprised. I shut the front door not wanting to look into her eyes. “Failed and fabled attempt at doing the right thing.” I dicho looking down. “Which was?” Elena asked. I shook my head slightly. “It’s not important; let me take these for you?” I dicho taking her belongings out of her hands and placing them down on the porch table. “Thank you.” she dicho softly.
“You know I came into this town to destroy it… tonight I found myself wanting to protect it. How does that happen?” It was easy to tell Elena everything, it just falls out. Elena looked as if she was trying to come up with something to say but there wasn’t anything to say. “I’m not a hero Elena, I don’t do good, it’s not in me.” I dicho staring at the ground.
“Maybe it is.” I shook my head. “No, it’s reserved for my brother, tu and bonnie even though she has every reason to hate me, still she helped Stefan save me.” “Why do tu sound so surprised?” I could fell myself drifting away. “Cause she did it for you.” I found my self walk towards Elena. “Which means somewhere along the way tu decided I was worth saving. I wanted to thank you… for that.” it was hard to choke out but with it being Elena I thanked I found it easier. “Your welcome.” Elena smiled a small smile at me while her eyes shined.
I kissed her cheek slowly and backed. Something inside of me just pulled me closer to her. I was staring so hard into her eyes they were just too beautiful for words. I promised Stefan that history would not repeat it’s self and the only reason I promised him was for Elena. But she was leaning bits closer to me. Slowly I leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. I didn’t expect her to kiss me back but she did. Then she kissed me again, and again. She wrapped her hands around me as I gently held her face. It felt so good to kiss her, her lips were so soft. They felt familiar but yet far away. The last time I had o any one ells had kissed me with this much passion what when I thought Katherine was in amor with me.
I was regretting what I was doing too much I wanted her to stop. But she didn’t I knew Stefan would eventually find out. Then the door opened. Jenna was standing in the door way looked shocked but furious at the same time.
“Hi” Elena dicho the Jenna with no feeling. “It’s late tu should probably come inside.” Jenna told Elena flatly. I knew she was looking at me I could feel her gaze. Elena looked back at me to say good night but just turned away and grabbed her things. Jenna looked as if she was going to stake me. I knew she preferred Stefan over me.
Elena walked inside and Jenna shut the door with out a word. I stood on the deck asking my self why I had done such a stupid thing. I knew Elena and she would call Stefan and apologize she didn’t mean to do it all that. I needed to leave Mystic falls.

Elena’s POV
“I looked every where, someone defiantly took my stuff.” It dicho to Stefan. “Well it will have to turn up eventually.” Stefan dicho over the phone. He was right maybe someone ells took it thinking it was there's.
“I have to check on Jeremy before I have to go to the hospital. Can tu meet me there?” I asked. “Sure.” I knew he was smiling over the phone. I smiled back even though I knew he couldn’t see it. “Okay, I amor tu Stefan.” “I amor tu too Elena.” Stefan hung up the phone. I did the same.
I walked inside shutting and locking the front door. I took a long breath. Today was just to much. I almost lost Damon and Stefan because my Uncle hunts vampires. I shook my head and called up to Jeremy “Jeremy, tu up?” I shouted from the bottom of the staircase. He didn’t answer. I was going to walk up to him but I heard a glass fall over in the kitchen. I stepped away from the stairs and walked towards the kitchen. Know one was there.
I saw some of the shattered glass over on the other side of the island. I knew that it would sit there all night if I didn't pick it up and some one would step on it and we really don't need any más blood shed. I walked over to it and saw a little bit of blood sliding down the floor. I ran to the other side and I saw Uncle John lying there.
I rushed over to him. His corazón had stopped and a cuchillo was stabbed right in his heart. I went to grab the phone on the counter when I got up I saw that on his right hand four of his fingers had been cut right off. That’s probably were most of the blood was coming from.
Wouldn't he have made some type of noise it looks pretty painful. I had just called Aunt Jenna a few minutos hace she wouldn't have left the house so she should have heard it Unless it was a vampire they tend to do things quick and quietly. Once I snapped back into reality I picked up the phone and started to dial 911.
"You must be Elena, I've heard so much about you. You're the one that holds my two boys hearts. tu do realize that your killing both of them. I mean Stefan knows that tu have feelings for Damon and of course every one knows that your dating Stefan, do tu really want to do exactly what I did?" I slowly turned around to find Katherine leaning up against the living room and cocina muro smiling. I dropped the phone as her face started to change and he smile grew longer. "I'm Katherine."
posted by alicia386
What scandalous secrets can adults keep from their parents? I need ideas for a book I am currently writing. It is about how some secrets adults keep from us can actually save our lives. I hope to give tu a sneak vista previa of my book which is called The Deadly Truth. Can't wait for your opinions!

To know más about my book please post your preguntas on my wall. I will try my best to reply as fast and as soon as I can. If I don't then just know I did read them.

tu can believe the first chapter of my book will be publicado either this week o siguiente Friday.
posted by morganaforever
Full of excitement, Nicole and Ellie arrived at the fairground. They walked through the towering gates, expecting laughter and chatter – but everything remained quiet. No music, no noise, nothing! The place was deserted. A strong gust of wind blew, making them shiver. As they walked on, it began to get darker. Gradually, the sky turned from a bright blue to black. One por one the lights of the fairground flickered on, illuminating the black sky. As they passed por The Haunted Mine, it seemed to be inviting them to have a go. A man clad completely in black was waiting beside the entrance.

“Can...
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It probably took tu a while to learn the 26 letters of the alphabet back when tu started school. But actually, tu should count yourself lucky. Some languages use alphabets with many más letters than that. Russian, for example, has 33 letters, and the Khmer language of Cambodia has over 70. And in China and Japan, where they write with signs called 'characters', there are hundreds, even thousands of different shapes to remember. Japanese primary school children are expected to learn about a thousand characters before they can go on to high school!
posted by candyvtoby511
Tess’s parents were shot down right before her eyes, coming out through the side door of a theatre. She couldn’t understand why he had killed them and not her. The murderer was young, maybe even the same age as herself. He was disguised as an older man, but she could still tell he was quite young, 14 o so.
Tess is walking late at night with her dog alone, thinking about her parent’s mysterious murderer; why didn’t he kill her as well? What motive did he have to kill them? She ponders over the words her mother spoke in her dying breath; what did she mean that I shouldn’t trust him?...
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 Emmanuel Cuts The Ribbon to Open Fashion Week Gibraltar - (Picture por oro Productions Studios (Gibraltar) www.goldps.com)
Emmanuel Cuts The Ribbon to Open Fashion Week Gibraltar - (Picture by Gold Productions Studios (Gibraltar) www.goldps.com)
Emmanuel Ray, Britain’s Fashion icono of The año 2011 (Fashions Finest Awards), successfully opened Fashion Week Gibraltar on 18 April 2012 at the Casemates Gallery in Gibraltar.
London – In front of an excited crowd Emmanuel Raygave a short speech thanking everyone who came to the opening, his publicist David J Mann, director ofHighmore PR, and Fashion Week Gibraltar’s organiser and fashion designer Reene Weston. He then proceeded to cut the red ribbon allowing everyone to start their Fashion Week experience.
Emmanuel had this to say about the opening,
“What an amazing experience it was....
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If i get enough comentarios i will extend it.

It was damp, smelled of earth and pine, I heard leaves rustle, twigs snap as animales scurried in the árbol tops. I wasn't supposed to be here, this wasn't my room, my bed. I was supposed to me in por cottage on eagle lake. I was supposed to be asleep, parte superior, arriba bunk with my younger brother Elliot on the bottom. I was supposed to be smelling fabric softener and hear the soft snore from little Elli, feel the heat of my cat sleeping on my chest. I opened my eyes and I could see the sky, black with soft twinkle of a million estrella and the florescent glow of the moon....
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posted by precious211
“Before we leave I must warn you. We are now entering alien territory, so be careful and considerate to you’re new surroundings. One stupid mistake can get you, and everyone around tu killed.”

The safety instructor’s voice boomed across the large, air conditioned spaceship. It sounded oddly cheerful for someone who had just told them that they could all die.
Everyone tried to see where her line of vision was pointing towards. It was aimed toward the windows.
Kendra glanced through them and, and gulped. They were about four thousand feet above sea level, and the el espacio craft had just...
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Using correct grammar and sentence structure is vital if tu want to convey your thoughts accurately. tu also want your escritura to hold the reader's attention. Nothing is más annoying than lectura a manuscript littered with grammatical errors. The error of escritura sentence fragments is a common error. Sentence fragments are incomplete sentences that don't express a complete thought.

tips:
1


Have a subject for every verb. The subject is the actor in the sentence. The verb is the action taken in a sentence.

2


Make sure all of your dependent clauses have a completing thought. An independent...
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posted by cutiegirl01
(Please tell me your opinion on my story and be truthful please!)

    “Erik get down here now!” My father yelled.
    “I’m coming, I’m coming!” I hurried down the stairs. I learned in the last 17 years I’ve been alive, that if my dad calls me I need to be down fast…or else…
    I got down the stairs, and went into the living room where he always sat on his days off. “Yes, dad? What can I get you?”
    My mother smiled up at me from her book, “You are such a good son, Erik-“
    My...
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posted by NormalcyIsDead
Boom boom clap
Bounce your head, snap
To the classic, to the rap


Step ball change
Basic with a buck
Pleay, tour jete
Bounce your head to the rock


One two three,
Two two three,
Count along with your head
Mosh with the beat


Hop shuffle hop back
Twirl your arms, bend your back
Do the thingamajiggie
Wear out your taps

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Reach for the sky, dance on the ground
Flitter here, gallop there
Lose yourself anywhere

Flow with the music
Feel it in your veins
As tu bounce your head, snap
Boom boom clap
posted by DxCFan123
Third Person POV
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Sadao walked up to God and asked him if he was eligible to be in Heaven. God just simply nodded his head. Sadao walked through the large golden gates and found himself walking through his town he lived in when he was alive. He found his way to his house, and swung open the door. Everything was how it was before. He started crying, remembering the memories he had with Kat here. He heard crying coming from his room, so he opened the door and saw a blonde girl curled up in the corner of his room, sobbing.

"K-K-Kat?" he managed to stutter out. The blonde looked...
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posted by dragonwriter
As light fades the brightest of souls can even be turned to do the darkest of things. As time time pushes adelante, hacia adelante the mind and body of an individual changes for either good o bad. the decisions they make and the things they do will stick with them forever. I was told this many years hace por a wise old man that fortold my future. He dicho "the one with the dragon soul is not alone in the world he knows." After being told this it left me nothing but confused but i had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time i heard of it.
posted by StarsGoBlue
God's lost Child 
Chapter 2: An Indefinite Prisoner Of War 

"Unbelievable! Un-fucking-believable."
A nerdy blonde cussed as he stormed  through the upper deck of Sovereign, his hands raised above his head in protest. 
"Oh, let's put Baird in charge of the rookie! Since he's busy anyway. Let's just give him más shit to do, that's easier on us!"
He continued to fume violently as Nicole followed a seguro distance behind. The rest of Delta Squad had dispersed to their cabins to change into their night attire. Baird had been chosen to school the rookie, thanks to his big mouth.  After a bit of sighing...
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In this series of guides, I'll be mostrando tu the best techniques for escritura your story. These are tried-and-true techniques, and they work.
First up: characters. Every story has characters. We all know that. But what tu may not realize is that some portions of a character need not be mentioned. Why spend three pages on your character's dimples if they have nothing to do with the plot? In order to keep your readers hooked, tu have to yourself to things that are involved with the plot.
Before tu decide on a plot, tu should get to know each of your characters. After all, you're telling...
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posted by PhoenixRoyale
This is another poem that I have written. It was inspired por some comentarios about stuffed animals/plushies on youtube being people's friends. Enjoy.
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The Stuffed Animal.
To some, they are stupid.
They are useless.
They are disgusting little balls of fluff.

Those people think that it's necessary
to pick on the innocence of others
for having a collection of their own.
They poke fun, they tease, they even insult.

They target that person's age.
Sometimes even their gender.
They think they need to grow up.
They think these fluffy plushies are meant for babies.

But to those innocent people,
the ones who are quite...
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posted by shenelopefan
La parte prohibida del parque

"La depresión es la que guía, la alegría es la que llega"

En la ciudad dónde yo vivía de niña, había un parque en dónde siempre pasaba las tardes con mis amigos. Éramos un grupito de niñas y niños que nos juntábamos a jugar en ronda, cantábamos canciones que no tenían sentido (casi nuestro propio idioma, de hecho) y recorríamos todo el parque jugando a las escondidillas.

Bueno, no todo el parque porque había una a la que los adultos no les gustaba que vayamos. Era un sector tan lleno de árboles que, desde afuera parecía una selva en medio de un parque...
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The room is silent, as always. Nothing can be heard, aside from the soft rasp of pencil on paper. Words take form, joining various thoughts into one whole. On the outside, nothing is different from the average writer. To find what sets me apart, we must look deeper than the surface.
Inside my mind, imágenes and ideas race about, sometimes colliding, sometimes not. This whirlwind is composed of everything I know, read, seen, heard, o thought of. It is here that my greatest works begin to form.
To mostrar how thw whiirlwind works, let us have an example. During practice for spring track, I noticed...
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posted by Lord_Anubis
If tu mates like it, comment, I'll make más if anyone notices it =3

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''Oi, tu guys! What are tu doin'?!'' screamed a brown haired boy from the street.
''Mind your own business and go back under your momma's skirt, o you'll get some too!'' replied the tallest boy on playground, probably the leader of the rest 4 boys.
5 of them were teasing one small boy, taking away from him candies and ruining his game on playground. The brown haired boy frowned with his black eyes and started walking towards them.
''You scum really have guts! 5 tall perros on 1 small...
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posted by dragonsmemory
The Eden Chronicles is the fantasía series I am currently working on. As the series is in progress, I decided to add a club here, allowing you, Reader, to tell me your thoughts.
In escritura the series, I decided to document the entire history of Eden. I called this place Eden because it is where the spirits of dead animales and plants are taken. No humanspirit has ever been pure enough to come here. Eden is a true paradise.
The first book, A Little Bit más Than Love, takes place toward the end of Eden's history. Later in the series, I hope to explain the past. Once I get caught up, I will then...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 3: Here It Goes Again.
Roxana woke up one night to hear a loud howl outside her window, she slided herself out of cama with her covers wrapped around her, she walked toward the window and saw a somewhat a large white lobo outside, watching her then it turned its head to hear other lobos howling, the white lobo runs off to follow the howl, Roxana felt like she knew that lobo for a long time, Roxana walked back to her cama and lies down, but she couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning but she couldn't sleep, she sat up, grab her wallet and pull out a foto of a beautiful, pale-skinned,...
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