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Okay so I am really bored, so I thought I would develop this wierd dream I have been having.

One mind can change the world, one life can save another. One girl will save us all. This is the prophecy we were dado long ago, and this is the story of the Girl it belongs to.

She sat on a large muro that was high enough to overlook the park on the other side of it, her legs swung freely and her hands sat crossed on her lap. It was the middle of summer and all the other teenagers and children were in the large park, enjoying the hot sun.But the girl stayed were she was, smiling at the fun that evryone else was having, she was happy where she was. One of the girls standing not to far away from the walll turnedd to look at the girl, she smiled and began to come closer.
"Alli? What are tu doing?" the girl asked looking over her large sunglasses at Alli. Alli smiled and shrugged.
"Enjoying the sun while I can I guess, Lill." She dicho not bothering to look to see who she was talking to, she just stared at the blue sky, taking deep breaths of the fresh air.
'But i thought that tu were leaving for that school today?" She asked walking away laughing shaking her head. Alexis finally jumped off of the muro landing not on the parks green grass, but the hard pavement on the other side, and began to follow the path.
'You know me lily, wont go without a fight!" She called over the wall.
"Alexis Brown, do me proud!" Lily yelled from far away. The clouds began to mover infront of the sun scattering a gray tone over the calle she was walking down. Nodding to herself she decided it was time to go back.

She turned the corner leading to her house, dragging her feet, making sure to take as much time as possible. Adventually though, she was faced with her two storey house. Sighing she wiped her feet on the door mat and walked through her door.At first there was nothing but silence, and the smell of smoke coming from the front room. Taking off her shoes and throwing her chaqueta on the bottom of stairs siguiente to her packed suitcase, she made her way into the room. Her mum was sitting on an sillón in the corner lectura under a tall lamp, and her Dad sat on the sofa smoking and staring at the T.V. Alexis closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the smokey air.
"Well I guess I'm going?" She dicho tyring to smile, all she got in return was a grunt from her Dad. Her Mum looked up from her book, and took a quick glance at the clock.
'The taxi should be here soon, tu should go and wait for it,' She muttered turning back to her book. Alexis's fake smile fell as she turned away and headed for the front door. This was the first time they had sent her away, Alexis had heard themm discussing it before; but they had never actually done it. Alexis's parents werent allways like this, there was a time when they loved her, o at least pretended to. But then when she was 15 something happened, a fuego started, and ever since that día nothing has been the same, nithing.Alexis has no memory of the fire, she was unconcious for most of it due to smoke inhalation but her parents dicho that she was the one that started the fire, but there was no proof, so the fuego department put it down to fualty wiring. She was now 16 and they don't acknoledge her. Alexis heaved the huge suitcase through the frot door, turning back for a quick 'bye', when there was no answer she pulled her chaqueta on and left.

The taxi arrived and Alexis started her long journey, most of which she was asleep. The shcool was somewhere in the counrtyside down in England, and since she departured from Scotland it was one long road trip. She was awoke por the greasy taxi driver tapping on the thick glass.
"Huh? Sorry, are we here?" she asked waking up. the taki driver just nodded and truned to look at the school. Alexis didn't bother, she didn't want to see, not yet. She went round to the back of the car and dragged her suitcase from the boot. When she had paid the driver and he had left she took a deep breath turned aroud to see her new home.

The school was an old statley inicial and was beautifull, like something tu get in a fairytale. At the front doors there was a woman in a long dress and long black hair standing with a smaller woman in a maids outfit? When Alexis got closer she realised that the smaller of the two was a pupil and was wearing a black pinifor and blusa underneath.
"You are Alexis Brown?" The olderwoman asked holding out hr hand, Alexis nodded and took her hand.
"Yes, Miss." She dicho shaking her hand firmly.
"I am your new headmaster, and this is Elyon," she dicho indcating the other girl, "she will mostrar tu where to go she also has your uniform and timetable." Alexis notticed for the first time what Elyon was holding, a pinifor, blusa and sheet of paper, Alexis turned to ask where her room was but the headmistress was gone.
"You will be sharing a room with me, I hope thats alright?' Elyon asked in a small voice. Alexis smiled and nodded." Here these are for you, and I think we are in all the same classes...well for now at least," Alexis flickered over the last part of her sentence but soon forgot all about it.
"Thank you," She dicho as she took her things and followed her up to her room.

The room was plain and had two beds at opposite sides of the room, Elyon went and sat at the room oppposite the window.
"That ones yours, tu dont mind sleeping under the windw right?" She asked looking out at the stormy sky. Alexis shook her head and sat her suitcase beside the cama and everything else on the bed, including her self. She took a deep breath of the musky air and closed her eyes.
"You had better put them on, there are shoes and socks under the bed, those too." She dicho pointing to the pinifor, "Lessons start in half an hour," She rose to her feet and headed to the door, but before leavung she turned back one last time."Alexis?" she began waiting for Alexis to look at her, "Has anyting strange ever happened to you, something that couldnt be explained?" she asked twited the door knob. Alexis brain clicked and the memories of the fuego popped up into her view, forcing them away with a rust shake of the head, Alexis simply dicho 'no'.


Well if tu don't like stoiries about magic and stuff don't read any further, because I think that this is where it will be going.But of course try it if tu wish x


Thanks for lectura x
posted by Insight357
    “Kayden!” Sebastian-my band’s manager-had a look of dismay on his simple features. I couldn’t hear him, but I could read his lips. Anyone who knew me knew to get my attention before they spoke.
    “What?” I asked. Though I’d been deaf since I was five I knew how to speak as well as anyone with full hearing.    
    “You still haven’t made your set list,” he stated, his face screwed up into a frown. “The first performance is tomorrow night.”
    “I’ll have it finished...
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posted by hgfan5602
My name is Matt Downley, and I am a soccer player. I just moved here to New York, and I was just going to try out for the Weston Middle soccer team, when believe it o not, the principal came rushing down the halls and dicho that I couldn't play because I am disabled. WHAT THE HECK!!! Okay, I was like, "So here's the deal. I can't play. I can't do anything. What the freak am I supposed to do at this stupid school!!!" But, of course, I didn't have the guts to say that out loud to the principal, so I just muttered and said, "Okay." Lately, I feel like people have been stalking me when I came back from school. Everyday when I go to bed, I feel like people are looming in the shadows above me. I didn't know now, but tonight would be a night of extreme danger.
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 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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