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Sounds

posted by mrs-mindfreak

Meredith sat up in the middle of the night screaming. Again. She felt tears wet her eyes at another miserable attempt at sleep. She wanted to pull her sore eyes from her sockets. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stay asleep. She wasn’t going to get any más sleep tonight, and Meredith knew that. She pulled off the sheets and slowly stood up. She wobbled slightly and held her head. These nightmares were going to be the death of her.
Meredith crept down the hall and into the cocina for a little snack. Maybe some warm leche would put her to sleep. She reached...

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Seeking Eden

posted by Cinders

It has been dicho that those with no words often have the most to say.

New York City, circa 1992.

He was quiet, a secret sort of troubled, his hands buried deep into his pockets as he wandered the slums of a black city, a heavy shadow cast over the sky that was too dark for the stars to penetrate.

She was a bloodnut and she watched him from the shadows, her dead corazón rattling inside of her empty chest. She launched herself at him and latched onto his arm like a leech, beginning to beg, offering services in exchange for the substance she craved so much. Just a taste, she said, she promised that...

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Clichés: How To Embrace Them

posted by Cinders

Courtesy of the cartoonist, Clangnuts

Ah, the dreaded cliché! The worst feedback a writer can get is, "Well, it sounds sort of cliché, doesn't it?"

All authors want to be original. If someone even mentions that a writer's work reminds them of someone else's, the writer tenses up. "No, no, no, I'm nothing like him," he says swiftly. "I've never even read him."

"Yeah, but it's kinda like him," the reader persists, believing she is giving a compliment rather than an insult. "He's incredible, tu should read him!"

The thing is-- it should be a compliment when a reader compares your work to...

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What i hate about tu

posted by mars15

I hate when tu walk away from me
because I'm always scared that tu won't be come back
I hate every time i see you
because i always melt like ice scream on sun
I hate every time when I'm not seeing you
because i always think where are you
I hate that you're always in my head
because i can't think about anything else but you
I hate when tu don't talk with me
because i always think that i did something wrong
I hate that i always try to impress you
but it's like tu don't see that
I hate every time tu touch me instinctively
because tu always make me want to hold you,to kiss you
I hate every time tu talk...

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Make Me Care About What tu Have To Say

posted by Cinders

And of course, the initial reaction to a título like this one is, "Well, why don't you make me care about what you're saying, first?"

So I'll cut straight to the chase: When submitting a short story, o even a poem for publication in a literary magazine, keep in mind that the editors receive hundreds of submissions a day, which means that they don't have time to read every last one of them. This is why it is incredibly important to hook them in your first few sentences, other than start slow and verbosely build up to why they should care. Therefore, this will be a succinct explanation of why...

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All he wanted...

posted by thirteen_times

He didn’t want money o fancy cars; all he wanted was to be loved por someone, any one at all. He needed someone to care about him, not his wealth, not his ties to the rich and famous, someone that actually cared about him, the boy with bright blue eyes that sparkled in the sunlight, curly raven black hair and a boyish grin permanently plastered on his face hiding the pain of being alone. Yet no one did, all they saw was the heir to the Jeffrey Empire, the boy that was going to inherited it all. The boy, who was the prefect son living up to the Jeffrey name. They never saw the boy’s who’s arms were covered in cuts, the cuchillo against his skin, the blood dripping down staining the carpet, his eyes closing never to open again. No one read the note tucked into his pocket cause no one cared.

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A new world-chapter one: Gone draft

posted by liissaaxx

The only sound that could be heard in the large hospital of Melbourne was the continuous beeps from the room in which Jamie's daughter lay.

The white walls and the bright yellow lights were too much for Jamie too take and the pregunta which he dreaded to ask himself filled his head. First of all why is my precious Stephanie in here? Nothings wrong with her she stayed at Ashley's all weekend. What could have happened? and secondly why hasn't that receptionist stopped staring at me. She hasn't looked away since i sat down.
Jamie looked down at his watch, it was eight in the morning. He had been...

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Huntress

posted by Cutebutcrazy--

My name is Gennive Mason.
I am 13 years old.
And oh yeah. I'm the last vampirehunter alive.
You pobally think it's so cool. " Oh yeah she's the last vampire hunter alve. tu must be everyones hero." Wrong. No one and I repeat no one can know about me o vampiros o warer lobos o shape- shifters o witches. tu see it goes against code. The sacred code of all night creatures even I have to fallow it o I'm dead. por law it says if a vampire hunter tells anyone about the night creatuures they send some one then it's bye-bye hunter. Lovley isn't it. I find it kinda ironic. My job is to find and...

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perros

posted by Spotty_Vision21

I shouldn’t have shot the dog. I definitely shouldn’t have shot the dog. Even if he did chew upon my prized drumsticks, and feast upon my freshly-baked brownies. The little white-and-brown terror, Mickey, belonged to my neighbor. My neighbor, an 87-year-old chain-smoker named Mary, rarely left the confines of her living room. She sat, día in and día out, as her precious mutts wreaked havoc about the neighborhood.
You can see it! My house, the little beasts have chewed upon everything their gnashing, tiny, sharp little teeth could find. I did my best to keep them out, but the little bastards...

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Heartbreak

posted by thirteen_times

There he is just standing there, starring at tu with perrito, cachorro dog eyes. He smiles briefly at tu breaking your heart. It’s all too much so tu so tu slam the door. Before the door shuts he sticks his foot in the door way stopping it.
“I just want to talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” tu lie. tu don’t want to hear him apologize o even see him. What he did hurt tu like nothing else could, still tu knew that tu loved him and tu corazón ached for him. tu wish tu could turn back time to when tu both were happy but tu know that what’s done is done.
“How about us…”...

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Gods: Chapter 8: Games

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

At lunch I went over and sat siguiente to Liz, she looked up at me and smiled. “So, you’re talking to me” I said, I opened my can and took a sip out. “Yeah, I forgive you” she said, and then she turned and looked at Adam. “Is that why?” I dicho nodding at Adam. She smiled at me, and giggled. “He’s happy” The word shocked me as they came out of her mouth; I had forgotten that Adam was as Liz tells me ‘unhappy’. I gave her a light smile, I had made him happy. When the campana went it frightened me I was too lost in my thoughts to even care about being late, so for a while I just...

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Paper Kisses

posted by fire_ice

What is the greatest kiss in the world to you? Is it the ol "let's just be friends" peck on the cheak, o maybe it's the "let's just finish this, I have places to see and people to do" kiss, it could be Mom's favorito! kiss the "we'll finish this later" kiss o the one that my brother, Tyler gives his khloe eyed tamagotchi girlfriend, Misha.
I'm not exactly sure how to discibe this kiss to tu and I can't guarenttee that what ever tu have previously eaten wont decide to mostrar itself again but I can tell tu that I'm sick of sitting in the living room during one of their sucking face sessions....

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My First College Essay- Narrative

posted by daitheflu4u

A Valentine’s Gift: A Story of Determination

Every once in a while we face certain challenges in life; whether it would be at work, school, home, o an illness. At times we don’t know if we have the courage and inner strength to get passed our obstacle. And sometimes during our worst obstacles, we can accomplish the unexpected. Depending on the challenges we face in life, we still must keep our dignity, even if we lose the battle.
The two were unprepared for the día at the hospital, where Lisa would undergo a biopsy. They thought of the procedure...

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Why i need tu

posted by mars15

I need you
from the first moment i saw you
I need you
because you're the air i breathe
I need you
because you're the water i drink
I need you
because just the thought of seeing tu makes me want to get out of bed
I need you
because tu can with just one smile make my whole world starts to turning again
I need you
because tu make me wake up from my the most horrible nightmare without fear
I need you
because tu can give me hope when i don't have one
I need you
because even if I'm at the bottom,you're always there to help me stand up
I need you
because in this cruel world tu keep me alive
I need you
because i know that you'll never give up from me
I need you
because when no one believed in me tu were there to stand up for me
I need you
because you're everything for me
But the most important thing why i need tu is
because I'll always amor you!

This was in my head so i just thought to write it

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If I become a famous author.

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Also very funny, don't tu just wish tu could do these things yourself?

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Spirit Of Stone

posted by TDIlover226

Eddie Krinshaw walked down the side walk of the Ulysses S. Grant comunity park. It was almost dark and the sun was starting to set. He needed to get inicial before his curfew, o his parents would get mad. He walked through the park gates, then across the calle to his house. Just as he was getting ready to do his homework, there was a pounding on his window. He waited until the pounding stopped, then he opened the window to see his friend Vincent Samson standing there with a dart gun in his hands. "What are tu doing!" dicho Eddie. "I found this cool construction site down town" dicho Vincent.
"And...

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fanpop poesía Contest!

posted by Cinders

Photo by Steve McAlister

hola there, everyone! It's the start of a brand new year, and I know we all have brand new ideas for our lives. That is why I want to open this año up with the first ever fanpop poesía contest! It's basic and simple, because everyone can write poetry, and it's short which means everyone can read all of the submissions in a brief period of time, whereas stories may take longer. However, if you're a story-writer (I sympathize), never fear! If this contest goes well, I may sponsor a fanpop Short Story Contest afterwards.

Established Rules
1) Any piece of poesía is accepted, so long as it is not...

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