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posted by kathrinapetrova
This a story I wrote for my class, hope u like it!!

I stand in the cold, harsh rain, standing still, waiting for something. A sound. A sign of life, anywhere in this forest. I stand still, somewhat posed like a bird about to take flight. Then I hear it. A large CRACK sound, off to my right, but I am running before this thought registers in my head. I hunt on instinct, not thought. The thing that broke the branch, a small wolf, runs, knowing I am predator, not pray. I have only a pisau and my feet, bare, for speed. Shoes slow me. I chash this wolf, small, still a mommas boy, most likely. I jump in a tree, which is the first in a straight line of trees. A jump fast in them, from pokok to tree. Soon I am ahead of the wolf. He still runs. I wait, about 200 yards ahead. Then, at the right moment, I jump. I land on the wolf's back, crushing it to the ground. It makes along, howl, and suddenly I feel sorry for the wolf. For only saat atau too. Then, to stop the howl, which is to call his family, I drive the pisau trough it's throat. It is over for the wolf. Then I dissapper, gone, so his family finds him, not me.
posted by appleco
Math Story
By: Zmira

Suzie blows of 20 bucks of her 40 bucks she got for her birthday for a brand new dress for the school disco dance. The dress was a big obnoxious dress it was bright yellow merah jambu and green she really wanted to get her hair done for the disco dance but she knew it would cost her money so… she asked her mom if she could loan her some money her mom did and reached into her dompet, beg tangan and pulled out $20 but instead of getting her hair done she asks her friend to do her hair so she could keep her moms $20 the night of the disco dance Suzie went over to her friend lianas house to do...
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posted by appleco
Amy, Tom, And The Storm



Amy and Tom were running to their house trying to fight the storm when they got to the pantai they saw jellyfish as far as their eyes could see
”We have to help those jelly, jeli fish”
berkata Tom
“But we have to get home”
berkata Amy as the storm grew louder Tom jumped over the rocks and landed on the wet gooey sand he started throwing jellyfish back into the ocean (aware of the fact that he could be stung) Amy joined him then a voice came it was their mother
“stop playing with jelly, jeli ikan and get inside before anda get sick”
“ no we are helping the jellyfish “ berkata Amy
“you can’t make a difference there are hundreds if not thousands of jelly, jeli ikan here”
“yes but I can make a difference to this one and this one” berkata Tom throwing the ikan harder and faster than before.
posted by _Blackhearts_xx
M A D E T O B E B R O K E N

I feel torn,
the man i loved is forever gone,
with this single teardrop,
i will mourn;
the death of our love,
the Cinta that i now feel was always gone,
but surely this is wrong?
he berkata he'd protect me for he was strong,
he berkata he'd comfort me, those conversations where never long,
he berkata he'd Cinta me, that his Cinta for me was strong,
but now i say he was wrong,
his Cinta for me was never strong,
it has always been gone,
i was his rebound
when one feels unloved,
they turn to those who are fucked up,
i guess that was me,
for anda see,
i was in Cinta until he kissed me,
i had another man and his Cinta was true,
but i dumped him, just for another who never meant it when he berkata " i Cinta you",
how could i have been so stupid,
i guess now i believe that this is the work of cupid,
he struck me with his bow an arrow,
and led me spiraling into this sorrow,
Cinta is blind, and is never kind
posted by rpattz_21
Ever since I picked up a pencil,
I wrote down my thoughts.
People read them,
Compliment me on my work.
To me they were just words.
I've never acknowledged the gift,
God has telah diberi me.
I use it each hari in everything I do.
Today its the most important thing.
puisi is art in written form.
Can an artist write a poem,
Can a poetist draw a picture.
Most of the time the answer is no.
anda are only telah diberi one gift.
There is no choice.
I wouldn't trade it for the other.
All I need is a peice of paper,
And a Penulisan utensil.
Without these tools I would be nothing.
I'm a writer in the soul..
posted by Milah
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night.

These are the words we dimly hear:

"You, sent out beyond your recall. Go to the limits of your longing. Embody me.

Flare up like flame,
and make big shadows I can alih in.

Let everything happen to you:beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me.

Nearby is the country they call life. anda will know it sejak it's seriousness.

Give me your hand."
posted by lovedeath26
Lovedeath26

Words of Hope
One night on graveyard of the angels, I was walking,
that night I saw an angel, saw her crying,
her wings broken, torn, hurt, she was dying...

Angel, such an beauty, fallen from the heavens garden,
I watched her soul escape in the little tears,
to see her there, so deadly wounded, it was burden,
she was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears...

She was lying on the cold white marble plate,
to help her I tried, but I was too late,
in the pool of blood, to die, was her fate...

Angel stared me, I heard her silent cries,
pale little form on pool of so red blood,
angel, so fragile thing...
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I’m standing up.
My eyes at shut.
Darkness is around me.
I can feel that their is some one in front of me.
I can feel their breath on me.
I’m afraid to open my eyes.
I can feel their eyes looking in to my soul
I’m afraid of what they will see.
My darkness, my hope, my dreams, my fear, every thing that makes me me.
I open my eyes and I’m looking in the mirror.
I’m afraid of myself.
Is life worth living if anda are your own enemy.
I fight with my self every hari and I all ways lose.
I come utama bleeding and thinking of death.
I cant wait to death comes and gets me Ill greet it with open arms.
In to then ill just have to hope
posted by Brown_x_Eyes
Words of Hope
One night on graveyard of the angels, I was walking,
that night I saw an angel, saw her crying,
her wings broken, torn, hurt, she was dying...

Angel, such an beauty, fallen from the heavens garden,
I watched her soul escape in the little tears,
to see her there, so deadly wounded, it was burden,
she was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears...

She was lying on the cold white marble plate,
to help her I tried, but I was too late,
in the pool of blood, to die, was her fate...

Angel stared me, I heard her silent cries,
pale little form on pool of so red blood,
angel, so fragile thing with beautiful eyes,
in rage I cried, seterusnya who dies will be god...

I took Angel on my arms, kissed, loved, hold her near,
gave my warmth, words of hope I whispered in her ear,
god will pay for this crime, my love, do not fear...

I see mirrors of madness..
When anda think that everything is wrong,
and it’s like you’ll never stop the rain.
anda won’t be waiting too long,
Cause I’ll come and stop the pain!

Then when everything is right ,
I’ll be close, anda know.
And anda will shine bright,
Cause we’ll be together forever and now!

I’ll always be with you-day and night.
anda never will be alone,
I’ll hold anda tight.
Cause you’re the One!

So is it too obvious that I want you,
Cause I can’t stop that!
Is it too obvious that I Cinta you,
Cause I can’t hide that!

I want anda and I Cinta you,
I will repeat that hundred and one times.
Because honestly without you,
I’m simply just a mess
posted by me_who_else
I don't want
Want to Cinta him
No not anmore
But I just Can't stop loving him
Even thought it's over
And he has moved on
And so have I
I con't stop loving him
I know he doesn't
No he don't Cinta me no more
I only wish I could stop
He is the one for me
I can fell it deep inside me
But he can't feel it
He feels it with someone else
But I can't seem to findsomeone
No I can't find someone else
Someone I Cinta as much as him
I have searched at all ends of the earth
There just isn't anyone there for me
I know he is the one
But he knows she is the one
I don't know why
Why he can't fell the same about me
It's just not going...
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posted by TwilighterSabby
~Why?

I wave in front of them.
Why don't they see me?
“I'm here!” I say.
Why don't they hear me?
They put their hands out to me, but touch air.
Why can't they feel me?
Why do I feel this way?
Neglected.
Betrayed.
Why...?

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~Mother to Son (for the movie "Changelings")

I miss you.
Where did anda go?
anda were in a arms just a few hours ago.
What am I to do?

The man has been punished
For what he did to you.
But yet, I wait,
When I know anda will never show.

But remember,
No matter where anda are,
I will Cinta anda Walter.
Forever.

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~Days

Days are young,

but never end.

Tomorrow comes,

but never decends


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~Who Am I?

Prevented to do

What I want to do.

Prevented to say

What I want to say.

Prevented to be

What I want to be.

Who Am I?
I felt uncomfortable as I rode sejak on my Suzuki GSX 1300 R Hayabusa 2008 because I heard whispers from the guys start up and I got stared at sejak many people in the parking lot, basically all except for five people who only glanced in my direction once then went back to talking amoungst them selves. I could tell that they knew what I was immedtiately.
I had blocked my mind from the mind-reader, that was infact a student here, because I like my mind to be as private as possible. I could tell that they all asked him the same soalan in their own minds, "What is she thinking". All he did was shake...
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posted by rpattz_21
A little dandelion sits alone.
Very lonely she is.
She wishes for new Friends to play with.
All thriugh summer she hears the trees.
She wishes they were nicer.
Oh but they are to wise to speak to a flower.
She longed for a field of her kind.
She dreamed of this field.
A magical bunga kingdom.
Where Bunga sparkled and bloomed.
When she awoke she was sad.
The sparkling Bunga were gone.
One hari a girl smelled of her.
It made her feel special.
She loved to make people smile.
That was her beloved gift.
The girl visited her each day.
Giving her water.
She listened as the girl told her , her name.
Sunny she had said.
The little dandelion grew happy.
She had made a friend.
Happiness wasn't Friends of her kind.
It was the ones that cared.
She learned a big lesson that summer.
Friendship can come from anyone.
posted by rpattz_21
My only selamat, peti deposit keselamatan haven has been taken.
To a land far away.
I may never see it again,
In hari atau even night.
My soul has died today.
Is there any way out?
Behind the tears I am blinded.
My life is torn apart.
I must choose a road to go.
Stay quiet I must,
For no one can find out.
My secret is my nightmare.
There is no way to wake up.
I must walk around living a lie.
My family prays each day,
That someone will come for me.
I'm being pushed away from my friend,
My sister in mind is gone.
I need her to live, to breath where is she?
She fights for me, but there is no hope.
She is gone forever torn from me.
Her hati, tengah-tengah still beats but she can not speak to me.
I mourn for her desperatly.
The light is dimming,
Blackness is trying to take over.
My life is ending.............
posted by Bond_Of_Fury
- prologue -

“Hello, everyone. My name is Seth. I spend my hari climbing the Rocky Mountains in North America. Why? Hmph. Let’s just continue, shall we? I’m going to tell anda a story about a heroine. One day, I looked up to Mt. Elbert; the biggest baddie of all. During the heavy climb in the fresh, loose snow, I heard a thud, like something fell from a great heigth in a big pile of powder snow. I went over and searched for whatever I might’ve heard. Guess what? It was a girl. She had beautiful silver hair, which sparkled in the sunlight. Lying motionless in the cold snow, she looked at...
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posted by rpattz_21
Times are rough.
People without homes,
Sleeping in cars.
The economy is in its worst hour.
Many soldiers die a day.
Fighting a battle that has no hope.
Families are taken away.
In seek of better homes.
Hard times are present.
Jobs being telah diberi away.
Factories close their doors.
Homeless people here and their.
Gas prices rise each day,
Taking poor folks dough.
What lebih can we take.
Seeking help we chose him.
Obama, Obama can anda help us.
We need anda know lebih than ever.
Change the economy, save the day.
For your our only hope.
If there is hope at all.
Give us our jobs and our homes.
Help the homeless, save the chidren.
anda promised us anda would.
Don't go back on your word.
Stay true to the people.
Save us from Bush's mistake.
It's in your hands now.
tunjuk us anda wealthy enough to be our president.
posted by mk136207
i'm a prisoner
of word's unsaid
just lonely feelings
locked away in my head
i trap myself further
everytime i stay quiet
i should start to speak
but istop and stay silent
and now i have made my own hard bed
inside a prisoner of words unsaid

i am a P.O.W.
not a prisoner of war
a prisoner of words
like a soldier
i'm a fighter

yet only a puppet
mostly i only say
what anda wanna hear
could anda take it if i came clear?
atau would yourather see me
stoned on a drug of the M.I.A.
i guess that's what i am
scraping this cold earth
for a piece of myself
For Peace in myself
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