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posted by DxCFan123
Me and Marie stood at the edge of Skye's hospital bed. He hati, tengah-tengah was barely beating. I was able to wash off all the blood before anyone saw me. "So tragic, huh? Well, listen, I've got someone to tell you." she said. We sat down and she stared at the ground. "I-I used to know Skye. We knew eachother in Kinder. We were great friends. I know anda two were, too. But, then, one hari she pulled a prank in me. We had to write report. Me and her picked the same thing, but she berkata it was fine and wrote mine for me. But, then, She wrote horrible, horrible things that I told her, as secrets. They caused rumors, and she was always the source." Tears streamed onto her face, smearing her make-up. "I-I couldn't trust her, never again. I left that school as soon as the rumors got to the juinor high section of the school. I asked my best friend after I moved if she did, too. She berkata 'No, she hasn't left. She's.. well.. kinda replaced anda as the pop one. Everyone is worshipping her now, for making anda leave. I, personally think that's cruel!'" she was having a breakdown, I realized.

"Here, here. It's okay!" I said, may arm wrapped around her neck, curling her beautiful platinum blonde hair on my finger. "I want to be just like her. What?! An image appeared in my head. It was....
posted by EmilyMJFan910
The fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Read chapters 1 and 2 first. Thanks.

The girl living just around the corner.
Her name was Summer. She was eight years old and lived on a farm with her parents and often visited the Haiwan on the farm. She had blond hair and blue eyes; she was very beautiful as well. She was a softhearted, adventurous girl who always found a way to brighten things.
That hari Summer rode her bike down the path. She planned to ride to the pond and back, but once she got to the pond, she couldn't help but notice the two small Anjing laying in a heap sejak the pond. She...
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Dear diary.
Wow what a cheesy start to a diary entry! I don't understand how a diary is supposed to work, there doesn't seem to be much point. I guess it is best to begin as to why I have to write here anyway.

I have been having many so called, misunderstandings at school. And after a lot of parent teacher meetings they have decided to send me to a counsellor.
There I met this man named Dr Fey (weird name I know).

He berkata that I needed to find a way of expressing my feelings. That is where this diary comes in. He explained that in-order to get rid of my socialophobia (afraid of social confrontation)...
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posted by MissMuffin38
From within the hati, tengah-tengah of the forsaken village, the sleepy sun creeps out from the silent clouds it had been hiding behind for the past few days. Skies are blue, but only just, as the rain only fell yesterday, pouring onto the pavements below. The sun's shining streaks plaster the stony ground, creating light, dusty shadows of the villagers; their never-ending work continuing throughout the day. Children from the village play on the cobbles, darting and weaving in and out of the few passers-by on the quiet streets, chasing after each other without a worry in the world. The smiles on their faces...
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III The Library
The seterusnya room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on bahagian, atas of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of buku were piled right up to the bahagian, atas and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved Membaca and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole perpustakaan full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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II The Kitchen.

Unsure where to go Ember dithered in the corridor outside the nursery for almost ten minit the seterusnya morning. But soon the delicious smell of apples and cinnamon reached her nose.
She followed the scent until she reached a large old fashioned kitchen. An old, wooden table, worn and scrubbed filled the middle of the room. It was the biggest dapur Ember had ever saw. One side of the room was simply all cupboards and drawers of all different shapes and coloured. Ember’s curiosity burned but she was distracted sejak a large woman wearing an apron. She was taking a steaming apple...
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posted by pugglelover2000
Jake looked at her for a moment,as if he longed for her.His eyes were lit up with desire,they sparkled as he looked at her.Rachel must have sensed this feeling because she came over and said,"Well anda two better get going to wherever anda were heading because Jake and I are supposed to be going roller skating.Right Jake?""ummm....Oh yeah um yes."Jake answered."I thought so,now anda two better get going.Ta ta!"she berkata as she dismissed them.

The whole way to the pond Laura drooped her head.Josie knew Laura wished it could have been HER and Jake going roller skating.Josie tried not to say any...
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posted by dragonwriter
It was a dark night and there wasn't a single person around. The sounds of the ocean hitting the rocks below and the gusts of winds blowing through the empty black sky above. No stars and no moon. A man standing on the edge of the cliff looking over at the crashing waves below with only one thought. "Why not jump? What's left for me?" All the sounds vanished in his head. He took a step a little closer to the edge. A car pulls up with a girl in it. She gets out and starts screaming the mans name with tears in her eyes. "James! Please don't jump! I Cinta you!" He couldn't hear her as he looked...
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posted by Seastar4374
I remember running down a long corridor...I knew soon that I would have no where left to run and 'they' would get me. I tried not to think about that part though.

"Get her!" I heard them yell and I just got even lebih nervous. I picked up my speed and ended up tripping, falling, and sliding on the floor on my stomach. I wince as I hit the dinding and I turn over to find one of them standing right infront of me. Truth be told I had no reason why they were chasing me. I had never done anything wrong and my parents from what I knew didn't want me so I lived in foster care.

"Tsk tsk." He says yanking...
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posted by fiestagirl12345
Authors note: okay what's this story mostly is about is. That who ever gets bitten sejak a vampire. Leaves a scar of a bintang on the palm of their hand. anda might be thinking what? These are different vampires. With different gifts.



Scarlet's P.O.V

I woke up. The sun filling half the room.i lived In a small town. With little shops here ad their. It is always dark and gloomy. Rarely sun. I woke up getting dressed in my out-fit link. I walked out the door sighing. Gosh I was exhausted. I was. Looking at the bintang on my hand. Why why did I get bitten. Why me. Anyways I got my things and headed to school.
posted by stellamusa101
"I am.." Caitlin paused. She just go to katil and sleep.

-tomorrow at school-

"Nina, believe me. I think I am chosen," says Caitlin begging Nina to believe her story. "Well I think this all is crazy," says Nina. "Trust me. I.. I'll tunjuk anda the--" "Caitlin, you, crazy," cuts Nina and walks away. Caitlin sighs. She hopes to 'see' Jake in the mirror.

In the girls bathroom, Caitlin locked the door. She want this to private and doesn't want to be called crazy sejak some other girls. She looked at the mirror. Jake was not there. "Jake.." she called out. Jake appeared.

"Yes?" asks Jake. "I need your help,"...
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posted by peppergirl30
I've decided that I'm Penulisan a guide first to my fanfiction. Because if people read the guide and like the storyline, then I'll write it. If they think it isn't good and nobody would read it, then I won't. I don't want to waste energy Penulisan this if nobody wants to read it.
First, a little insight on the ''idea'' for this: Honestly, I don't know how it happened. I was just sitting down, reading, and it hit me. Like a perahu nelayan kecil, pukulan in the face. What if, somebody came utama one day, all bruised? Bruises on their arms, legs, face, everywhere. And the family shows concern, and wants to know who did it-...
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posted by tigerseye43
After crying for a bit, Flair fell asleep on Lane's shoulder. Lane looked at the sleeping girl and sighed.
"I wish it didn't have to happen, Flair. We all wished that. But what as happened cannot be taken back." he berkata quietly. He knew she was asleep but he just felt like he needed to say it. "We couldn't save them."
*******
Flair woke up the seterusnya day, her head laying on Lane's chest. She closed her eyes at the thought of last nights events.
"So much blood....so much death." she whispered to herself, a single tear falling from her eye. She quickly wiped is away and sat up. She poked Lane. "Wake...
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posted by Insight357
Ciel Parker walked down the dark, gray hallway on the bahagian, atas floor of the mental institution he worked at. His brown hair fell over his deep green eyes; the white light hanging above was too harsh for his sensitive vision. He glanced up as he walked further down the hallway, trying to see how long it was until he reached his office.

He passed cells B and C, slightly nodding as acknowledgement to the security guards standing in front of the doors. The bahagian, atas floor of Virginia’s Mental Institution held the worst patients the state had to offer. People with severe schizophrenia, extreme depression,...
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posted by NekoTheif
Splitch splotch let's add some color
On this old white dollar
Paint it green
paint it red
Add some color on the threads

Add some yellows
Add some reds
Add some blues
Oops! Try again

Let the green twine up like a vine
And the reds com bust in to the sky
And in the sky the blues stand proudly
Woven with purples and the greys make it cloudy
The yellows and oranges make pretty petals

And the emas shines like all types of metals
Paint it wide, paint it fast
Paint the picture with your brain
Add some flare add some blacks to make a lines
Like a train

Add some yellows
Add some reds
Add some blues
If I can do it...
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Chapter Four: "Sacrificial Lamb"

The sun was riding low in the sky, but the hari students had not yet finished their classes. Ichiru had gotten himself excused from the last class, claiming a severe stomach ache. After fooling the nurse and being sent back to his room to rest, he'd promptly slipped back out of the dorm again and made his way out here. In a few hours, Zero would get out of class; he always got out ahead of the others in order to have time for his guardian duties, so he could pretend to protect the hari Students from the Night Students… ironic and despicable, considering he himself...
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posted by ZekiYuro
The art of Penulisan a letter takes practice, knowledge about proper form and the ability to put into words your feelings, thoughts, and/or ideas. If anda learn the basic parts of a letter, it will help anda to create letters for a variety of occasions.
Parts of the Letter:

Your address
At the bahagian, atas of your letter, anda will put your address, so the reader will know where to send their reply to.

Date
Put the tarikh on which the letter was written in the format bulan hari tahun i.e. June, 15, 2009.

Inside Address
The inside address is only required for a business letter and will include the address of the person...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Some students have trouble Penulisan essays in the traditional sense, moving from bahagian, atas to bottom. They struggle to get words on the pages this way, which causes them to take significantly longer to write whatever they need to write. If you’re going to school at one of the bahagian, atas online universities, anda need to know how to write well and efficiently at the same time. This is crucial in a fast-paced degree program like the ones available on the web.

When I was in college, I actually wrote all of my essays in reverse, starting from the conclusion and working my way to the introduction. This may be...
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f I had to identify the most important step in Penulisan an essay, I would probably say it was the organization. Coming up with a thesis is a big part of essay writing, but it doesn’t mean anything if anda do not have the proper support for it. That is where organization comes into play. If anda can put your thoughts in the right order, anda can get people to feel a certain way as they read your work. It’s like taking them on a journey through your mind.

Here are some tips to help anda effectively organize your essays in the future.

The Pyramid Method
This is my kegemaran way to write essays, and...
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Some times ago,scientists began experiments to find out whether it would be possible to set up a 'village' under the sea.A special room was built and lowered into the water of Port Sudan in the Red Sea.For 29 days,5 men lived at a depth of 40 feet.At a much lower level,another two divers stayed for a week in a smaller 'house'.On returning to the surface,the men berkata that they had experienced no difficulty in breathing and had made many interesting scientific observations.The captain of the party,Commander Cousteau,spoke of the possibility of cultivating the seabed.He berkata that some permanent...
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posted by hgfan5602
I'm up all the time now.
Head up
Shoulders back
Legs slightly apart
Back straight.

I walk into the exam room,
Knowing inside my heart
That the ones who fear
Are the ones who do not succeed.

I sit down.
Confident,
I start my song
Of utmost elegance.

I use all my power
And strength.
I use all the dynamics in the world,
I use everything everyone's brought me.
I use all the good that everyone
Has telah diberi me
In my life.

Time goes slowly by.
I feel myself going along with the beat.
I am entranced in my own song.
It feels better than ever before.

I am done.
I walk over to the judges,
Shaking each hand.
I feel a sense of pride in my heart,
Knowing that I have done it now.
I truly have.