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posted by Pirate_4_life
Chapter three


He carefully lifted her into his arms picking up her bag and putting it over is shoulder as he carried her away from the school. He had parked his car within a decent distance of where he and his ward were having their conversation, in preparation for such an eventuality. He gently laid her across the back seat, securing her with a asiento belt, resting her bag in the foot area in front of her. He then took one last scan around making sure nobody had seen what could easily have been mistaken to be a kidnapping. Satisfied no-one was around to see he took his place at the steering wheel...
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posted by cutiegirl01
“Hey Onyx!” shouted Silvia, as I was tossing my libros into my messy locker. “Onyx can tu believe it?”
     “What did tu get detentions on the first day?” I asked with enthusiasm going to lunch without tripping.
“No I’ve got a fecha with the hottest guy in school. David Ark!” squealed Silvia.
“That’s great for you, but I wish tu got detention too.” I dicho with a sigh.
“What did tu do now?” asked Silvia.
“Nothing! All I did was chew gum then stick it in Matt Wireler’s hair.”
    As Silvia and I walked down the hall I could...
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posted by mitchie19
In a town called Millrace, there were two Japanese teenagers named Keiko and Hideki. They’ve known each other their whole lives. They’ve been faithful, loyal and kept each others secrets. But they’ve never planned of falling in love.
When midnight came, Keiko left her Grandmother’s house to meet with Hideki in the mountains.
“Come on, Hideki! You’re slower than a turtle!” Keiko halfway joked while climbing the mountain with him. “Am not,” Hideki scoffed. “I can see the view already, we’re almost there!” Keiko added excitedly. When they reached the parte superior, arriba of the mountain,...
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Asia is a culture with unique taste not only for their arts, dancing, singing, theater and religion. Even each of their weddings holds different character and distinction in them. Westhill Consulting Travel and Tours brings tu Indonesian wedding culture which has been practiced through time in all wedding ceremonies in each island. Yes, even in the now industrialized capital, Jakarta, Indonesia.

Count yourself fortunate if you've had the opportunity to attend an Indonesian wedding. The fascinating wedding ceremonies and festivities give expatriates a unique opportunity to gain insight into...
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posted by DxCFan123
"Someone! Help Me! I'm Being Chased por A Vampire!"I yelled. "THAT'S NOT GONNA HELP!!!!" Yelled a vampire. The vampire, Andrew Gonzales had been tracking me down for a long time. I'm Samantha Fitzpatrick por the way. I'm 14, its 1510 right now. But I can't talk now! He's catching up!

"HELP ME!!!!!" I yelled again. I looked over my shoulder and when I looked back, I trippped on a rock and fell. I tried to get up but I hurt my ankle. Probally sprained. "Help!" I screamed. I felt a sharp pain in my neck. "Mamma! Mamma! Ma-". Everything went black.

"Mamma!" I screamed. I sat up. Where was I? Everything...
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Arlette and I walked into my own house as if I was a stranger o something.I saw everything in a different way;in a baby form now.Like,would my huge sparkly white wooden staircase be dangerous for the "thing" that was inside of me?The fact that my house had over 15 sockets scared me o at least scared the "thing".
"Wow Ann,I've really missed your house."Arlette took in a big breath as if she hadn't been to my house in ages.When really she came twice last week and stayed over both Friday and Saturday night.
"I'm sure it has missed tu too Lettee."
Arlette plopped on the sofá while I just stood...
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I am Izabel Louise Dasha. I like to be called Izzy cuz Izabel does not suit me. AT ALL! Ya see i was dropped on my head when i was a baby. TWICE! Then my parents got arrested for child abuse and robbing banks and old people o something. Then my aunt took me,my two brother and sister in. She got maried a año later. (me and my siblings were about 2 when she got married.) Through the first few years of her marriage stuff was hard. She was not use to the kind of thing where tu have a kids. (Me and my siblings are quadurplets) They started to argue a lot. Sometimes they would forget to feed only...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.

He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.

I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the muro and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.

I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (2): User




It works fast like a drug, when it’s shot through my veins,

And it lights up my fire, when it reaches my brains,

Irresistible tickle, in the depths of my chest,

I dissolve into ashes, and forget all the rest.

If tu make my corazón dance, I will dance in your hand,

Give me my one desire, I’ll be at your command,

Constant rushes of sugar, swirling colores and light,

There’ll be no troubled sleep, for this body tonight.


This one is short and sweet, sung from the perspective of someone who's willingly being taken advantage of, as long as he gets what he wants. Hence the double meaning of the título "User," which could refer to to an addict, o someone literally "using" another person for their own gain.
posted by Epismatic
My brain is nowhere, my eyes are hungry,

Devouring the warm naranja sky.

It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.

I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,

Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.

My dance is like the leaves.

Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.

Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.

Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.

The colores of fire, burning at different tempos.

The colores of emotion, striking the corazón under the skin.

The colores of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.

Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,

And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
posted by stellamusa101
 Suck the life of a rose.
Suck the life of a rose.
Note : Don't read this if tu hate vampires.
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Caitlin, and her friend, Amber, were partying in the night because they're invited por their friends. Amber never wondered why Caitlin wears a hat everyday to go to school, still not knowing she's the undead vampire. Amber was wondering why is everything black that Caitlin wears, más of a goth. "Lin, let's go to the dance-floor," says Amber impatient. "You go first, tu boy-flirter," says Caitlin. "Okay," says Amber. "I'll be going outside for a while," dicho Caitlin as she walks away. Amber walked to the dance-floor....
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posted by sparkles3
I had no Idea:
I had no idea
The pain tu hid
The shame tu felt
With every pessimistic step.

I truly did not know
How had tu fought
To stay alive
And retain a sliver of pride

I'd heard them say
Friendship is magic
I had no idea
I was your only friend

I wish tu had told me;
You never had to hide
I had no idea
Child abuse is how tu died

So now I'll take a stand
My motivation to fight is you
So no one else can ever say
I didn't have a clue.

Elements of a summer day:
Bright green earth beneath my feet
Grass blades slick with dew
Mother Earth awakening
Showing us a world we never knew

Summer winds carry smells
Of spring...
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posted by MoonshoesPerry
someday
we will be the faces in the textbooks dog-eared and torn we will be immortal until the día we are discarded and replaced with new editions o perhaps the siguiente technology once lectura becomes obsolete and society falls into virtual illiteracy

with luck we will be remembered still projected onto some cutting edge device that will let them see us in a million dimensions o hear our voices saying things we never dicho until the students are lulled to sleep por the languid lectures and their heads slump onto the desks that once held the tattered textbooks

someday
posted by hgfan5602
In the darkness,
No one is here for me.
I feel lonely,
And my feet tremble.

The grads have gone,
Some my closest friends...
Remember the times that we had?
We let them slip por when things got bad.

Remember the times...
When we shared a sno-cone
When we cried together
When we laughed together
When we jumped in the pool
All in unison.

It's funny how I feel so much
But I cannot say a word.
I will remember you.
tu will always be in my heart.
tu have dado me so many memories
To last.

tu are a handprint on my heart.
It cannot be erased.
tu motivate me.
tu are what I can do today.
tu are an amazing person.
tu are what I am today.

All that I am today is because of you.
tu will never leave my heart,
Even if tu do leave me in life.
Idea #1
A group of friends try to hide their biggest secret. A secret that could send them to jail r worse the electric chair. They kill, kidnap, and trick those who try to find out the secret. No one should know the truth about them.


Idea #2

The parents of five friends share a similar secret. These parents will not tell their daughters o even admit to them that there is a secret. When the girls find their parents old yearbook, their conspiracies about their parents begin.


Idea #3

After receive death threats, three best friends are forced to mover out of the state. When trouble continues at their new home, the boys are angry so they figure out the reason for the threats.
posted by morganaforever
This is the first chapter of I Won't Let Him Keep us Here. Enjoy

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Missing.

The word was whirling around Carla’s head, making it ache, making the room spin.
“They’ll find her, I promise.”
“Really? Would tu mind using your newfound physic powers to tell me where the hell she is, then?” snapped Carla, shrugging her sister’s comforting arm from her shoulders.
Carla hadn’t meant to snap like that, but Sophie was so naïve. Maybe she believed everything...
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posted by PhoenixRoyale
This is a poem I wrote to express my feelings. My life may be harsh, but I try to stay positive, even if I have some anger held beneath my heart. Enjoy.
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The human corazón is a glass dome.
Some treat it with delicacy,
while others treat it with hatred.
Sometimes in in-between.

Protect that dome from shattering.
It is what brings tu joy and happiness in your life.
It is the capsule in which amor from your family and friends fill it with.
Don't let any hatred destroy it.

Don't keep that glass dome open.
Otherwise, the people with malice in their hearts,
they'll drain tu of your love, happiness, and joy....
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posted by POPclogger216
Run
~*~

Run by
Run through
Run away
Run to
By, through, away, to
Run

~*~

Run by
Running by
That’s what happens
When you’re living life
tu run by
Everything
Some may need
Another try
Run by

~*~

Run through
Running through
It’s what we sometimes
Want to do
Run through school
Run through life
It doesn’t matter
How much strife
It may cause others
It may cause you
Run through

~*~

Run away
Running away
It what we should do
Everyday
From ugly things
From messed up dares
From human beings
Who don’t give any care
On who they are
Go very, very, very far, just
Run away

~*~

Run to
Running to
Run to the One who is calling you
He’s calling you
With open arms
Just welcome Him
With your whole heart
tu won’t need to run anymore
When He’s right there with you
Run to.

Fin