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posted by coriann
Chap 1
They say the woods had magical powers, atau that there were creatures possessing the woods that caused strange things to happen in the neighboring town. But myths may be able to fool the 19th century, maybe even the 20th century, but the 21st century? You’ve got to be kidding me. With the kind of first class technology that can map out entire areas through every nook and cranny, and that can create a program that can entangle the entire world in its web. The 21st century was 1st class, un-gullible and not easily fooled, too wrapped up in our own little bubble of a world that we created for ourselves, that we forget the dangerous place of death and misery that this world really is.

For hundreds of years no human had touched Greenwood Forest. But with it’s lush fields, tall shady trees, excellent soil and abundance in water, Greenwood forest had caught the eyes of 21st century housing development planners, and soon a little town was to be constructed there. And that was the place that Eleanor and Brandon Dyson and their kids 17year old Brandy, 19 tahun old Cadence, 11 tahun old Carly and 8 bulan old Caylee were going to be moving to. After all with the new baby and everything the family needed lebih space, and Mr. Dyson had gotten a job there.

They drove down the dusty old road for what seemed like forever, with nothing surrounding them but dead rumput and murky grey skies. There was a grey sky yeah, but somehow, stupidly enough, there was no rain. The long electricity lines made a pretty sight as birds used them for a nest and huge epiphytes grew onto them hanging on with their long and pretty roots. Soon they could see the forest ahead of them, It was so beautiful and lush and green. And as they entered, the sky automatically turned bright blue and the clouds opened up, white and cottony and pretty. The road here was brand new.

“You know, there are a lot of stories about these woods” berkata Mr. Dyson “One of the reasons why they took so long to build on it.”
“Oh come on Brandon, let’s not scare the kids”
“I’m not scarin’ them hun just trying to make this drive a little lebih interesting that’s all”
Eleanor rolled her eyes, and then Brandon continued “They say the forest is filled with malevolent creatures, and not the good kind either, I’m talking about spirits that live inside of the trees so that they can watch anda at night, spirits of children who died in horrible ways when they were only babies, they say their feet turn backwards and they wear big straw hats over their heads to hide the fact that they have no face, every once in a while, they like to call other kids so they can drag them into the forest to sertai them in play forever. One a the popular rumors is that if anda go deep enough into these woods anda see a pretty lady, and anda know what she does to you? She leads anda deeper and deeper inside the woods and then she…” then all of a sudden the car started to shake and tumble, then Mr. Dyson pulled over.

“Looks like we popped a tire” he said. The teenagers gave a fed up sigh while Carly just had on a worried look. Mom looked pretty fed up herself, leaning her head out the window with a tired look on her face, then all of a sudden, for what seemed to make no logical sense, Caylee burst out in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. brandy just stared at her; this usually humored him, but not this time, not after what seemed like a 1000 jam drive to the end of the world. Yes, he was cranky. He looked at his sisters. Cadence had instinctively pulled out her phone and started texting wildly, while Carly was playing with her ponies. He rolled his eyes, and then he checked his phone. 0 messages, 0 calls. He shrugged, and then he opened the door of the car.

“Where are anda going?” asked Cadence
“I dunno” he smirked. She just shook her head. Ironically enough, even though brandy was named after his father, he looked absolutely nothing like him; he had his mother’s Bright blonde hair except with hints of brown and her crystal blue eyes. He even got his curious and slightly laid back, hands off attitude from his mom. His sisters were feisty, fiery and forceful like their dad, and they had his deep black-brown hair and green-brown eyes except with a hint of blue. They were exiting and alive and interested, while brandy lived in Brandon universe.

His white sneakers hit the ground. He was wearing bright blue jeans and a hot red sweater. His hair was combed up in something like a Justin Beiber hairdo. He started to walk. He looked back; he could see his father trying to fix the white hatch back. He turned his head away from the car and into the forest.

He knew forests were dangerous and whatever, he thought. But that was just talk, he had never experienced it himself, and what if they were wrong? If they were right then he would just die...and what would be the problem with that? Yes, as anda can probably tell brandy was a very apathetic young man, not caring about his own life atau where it took him, just simply going with the flow. He was bored and was simply curing his boredom.

He took one step into the forest over a big twig, and then all of a sudden some long hanging vines blew behind him and sort of shoved him into the forest, he fell on his hands. “Ah!” He got up, dusted off his hands and then continued walking. Then he heard moans coming from the trees. He looked around, looking for deformed children, then sighed. It was only just the breeze. He stifled a laugh.

He looked down; the ground was so full of bright brown fallen leaves that he couldn’t see the ground. Then he looked ahead at the deep brown, thick pokok in front of him and surely enough, a young lady peeked out.
He smiled, finally something about his Fantasi that could actually be true. I mean, any sensible boy would have thought back at his father’s story and realized that it was dangerous, but he was desperate, so so desperate, and she was so so beautiful, so beautiful. He walked over a twig and it cracked. He reached out his hand to grab her soft, beautiful luscious body when suddenly he could hear his dad calling him from the distance. "Brandy" he heard. He moved back his hand, gave her a sad stare and ran away. Her breasts were blooming beautifully, filling up the bahagian, atas part of her baby doll white and brown dress, the bahagian, atas was white highlighting her bosoms and the bottom was nature brown. “She had curly blonde hair, kind of like a princess, and her eyes were brighter than the sky over the forest” he explained to his sister when they got to the house and had already unpacked and everything.
“Why do anda always talk out all your disgusting girl fantasies to me Brandy? for the last time, I don’t care!”
“But she was real, I swear!”
“Well, if she’s so real then why didn’t anda try to help her? Go run after her atau something”
brandy sighed “I could hear Dad calling my name and plus I didn’t want to get too deep down in those woods. I have horrible navigation senses”
“Oh wow, so anda loved her so much that anda didn’t care she was in the forest all alone? anda could have told Dad atau Mom”
“I…I didn’t think she needed help, she looked…fine” he chuckled
Carly rolled her eyes. He laughed and gave her a friendly nudge and then walked away. She laughed too “You need to find yourself a real girlfriend!” she shouted after him, and then she smiled, she loved her brother; him and her were very very close ever since he could remember, even though half of it was arguments.
posted by EmoKidSteven
Well anda see
I'm not myself anymore
Well anda can see
What I've done
Blinded myself
Lost my direction
In this times
That are getting cold
In this moment
To behold
And shine

Here's a poem
For all the loved ones
Here's a grave
For all the dead
Here's the oxygen
For all the living
Here's a tissue
For tears that are shed
I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
sejak myself

Well take your houses
Take your money
Take the things anda don't need
Live the life
You've always wanted
And then burn the memories
Take the good times and the bad
Take the happy maybe the sad
And turn, turn yourself around
I'm Lost in my own fairytale
Where I'm the winner
All over again
in my daydreams I've Lost all hope
All ambition
Looking and losing an only friend

I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak Myself
I'm gone now
I'm Lost again
I'm lost
sejak myself

I'm lost
I'm here
I'm Lost here
sejak myself

I'm Lost now
I'm here now
I'm Lost here
sejak myself

sejak myself
posted by twilight-rocks9
plz tell me if u like it atau if i should write more.


And his hair I Cinta it!” my best friend Selene said. I make a gagging sound. “Oh shut up Gabs you’re going to be like this your boyfriend and I’m going to suffer.” she said. “You want to suffer then let me replay what anda sound like.” I did a horrible impression of her. “Oh no I have to go bye gabby.” she said. When she got up she kicked sand on my arm. “Bye Lena” I berkata a little too late. I looked at the suns refection on the clear blue ocean. I got up to go swimming when someone put their hands over my eyes and said...
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added by moodystuff449
Source: I made it.
A Formula For Penulisan A Great Story sejak Dr. Ken Atchity via FilmCourage.com.
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added by axemnas
posted by flabaloobalah
CHAPTER ONE: "CARTER"

There’s one silent sensation of falling really fast and really hard. Then it’s over. Just like that. Somewhere off in the distance, a girl screams. Maybe she’s seterusnya to me and my damaged ears are playing tricks on me. atau maybe she really is far away from here, wherever that is.
    A flame billowing over a folded up car flicks its vile tongue. The api, kebakaran reflects in the pools of blood and the bodies. Five bodies, and myself, still alive. Sirens wail and rescue teams and news vans swarm the scene. I moan and grip my chest, waiting for someone to notice...
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posted by Triscia95
“Caroline I’ve tried everything to prove my self time after time that I Cinta you, that I would do anything for you, I’d never let anyone hurt you.” Klaus paused as Caroline stood in the door looking down at the hardwood floor tears rolling down her eyes. “That I would die for you.” He finished. Klaus took one step towards Caroline but as he did she took two steps away.

Klaus’s grieved face turned masam and full of anger. Nothing he did atau berkata made her realize that if she asked anything he would do it with out a saat thought. She shook her head and raced out the door.

He wasn’t...
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posted by Insight357
An Angel
A Demon
A battle
Raging in
The night sky

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

The Angel knelt down
On the cold winters ground
Spoke a soft prayer
Looked into the empty night air
Saw an image of himself

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

The demon summoned all his courage
And broke through the cage
He found no reason
He drew back his army
And walked to the Angel in harmony
With a fanged smile
From the demon
A wicked gleam
From the angel
They made their truths

Asphyxiation
A sweet sensation
No one knows the
Beckoning thought
In the bounds of your
Mind

No battle
No challenge
Peace
Amongst two forces
Now bonded
Inseparable
posted by Nesrino
Once upon a time, there was a 15 tahun old boy named Will who loved sports as if they were his whole life. From the beginning of his first hari at school, Will tried out for the Bola sepak team and they were amazed how talented this boy was at sports at such a young age. When Will became 12 years of age, he had won the scool over 20 awards for each soccer, bola keranjang and Tenis competition they entered. He has also become very fit and well-built from all his exercising and sports, and seems to think that being fit was one of the most important things a person should accomplish in life. Will has always...
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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 anda makes me want to get out of bed
I need you
because anda can with just one smile make my whole world starts to turning again
I need you
because anda make me wake up from my the most horrible nightmare without fear
I need you
because anda 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 anda 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 anda were there to stand up for me
I need you
because you're everything for me
But the most important thing why i need anda is
because I'll always Cinta you!


This was in my head so i just thought to write it
posted by funnyshawna
Life is an iPod. The different melodies, the ups and the downs, the changes in tempo, every song, and every experience differs a little from the next. Start with the tinkling bells, meaningless lyrics, and soothing sounds of early childhood. Everything is simple; repetition, a song meant for young ears, nothing to think about, nothing to ponder, just to breathe and to live. One song flows into the next, changing subtly, barely noticed. Then the words begin to gather lebih depth; the beat becomes a little faster, a little louder. The Muzik plays, slow and monotonous during the school day, dragging...
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posted by nimone
Let's be honest we have all at least once in our lives experienced the misfortune that is the power cut.

The power cut it'self may not be as intolerable depending on the circumstance. If anda live in a place where it is sunny and there is a lot to do outside then anda don't have much to worry about.
I for one do live in this kind of climate usually. This however was not the case yesterday!

Not only was it the only hari of the week where everything is closed as it was a Sunday, oh no it was also pouring down raining!

I was forced indoors with nothing to do and it was really dark inside due to the...
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posted by irena83
Life,
priceless and important,
gives anda the roads
and leaves anda choices
of which your luck depends on.


This is your life
and anda live it
wrapped sejak sadness
atau happiness.
Who cares?


This is your life,
invisible for others.


anda pick the road
and pray that the choice
is right,
but life loves anda not,
that's anda who Cinta
the joy of life.


Life,
priceless and important,
gives anda choices,
unpredictable events,
grays and hope,
and life is all yours.


But, the soalan is
will anda remain sane
even though your life
is cruel to your dreams,
will anda remain sane
even when your life
is dying in your eyes.
posted by irena83
Chapter 5: News

Suddenly, she felt weird.
She went quickly at the bathroom
and laved herself.
She looked pale and was feeling sick.
She closed her eyes and tried to
take a deep breath.
Now she felt little better.
She took a phone and called a neighbor,
telling her that she must see a doctor
and someone should take care of Gwenny.
Joanna berkata that there were no reason
to be worried about and she would
look after baby.
Dana, thankful and scared the same time,
got dressed quickly and immediately
called a cab.
While she was waiting for a cab,
she was so confused and tense.
The cab came soon.
She barely could...
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their are six technique(originally theirs eight but i only know six)


technigue one:Start with a short,effective sentence(4-5 words max): Her hair shone gold.

technique two:Start with an interesting metaphor atau simile: The serigala, wolf was like a tornado,changing the lives of all who crossed his path.

technique three:Start with a literary device(ex.onomatopoeia,alliteration,etc):Gobbling Grandma and her grandchild was his plan all along.

technique four:Start with a prepositional phrase: ALong the spooky road to Grandma's house,Red skipped with an air of confidence.

technique five:Start with a riddle and...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
 I'm thinking of this guy resembling Jack. *Disclaimer*
I'm thinking of this guy resembling Jack. *Disclaimer*
"Run, anda idiot!"
"I am!"
Niki and I just robbed a gas station. We pointed our Colt's at the cashier, then tied him up. Sweat dripped off my face as we loaded our trash bags full of Makanan and money. I didn't think we'd make it in time before the cops came. But, miraculously we packed up quick enough.
"Alright man, head over to those hills, here take this, I'm gonna go knock that guy out."
Niki nodded and took the two trash bags. His blonde hair falling around his head, soaked with sweat.
I ran back into the station, and went over to the cashier. I asked him if there was anybody else here and...
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posted by sweetpea92
    Everyday at lunch for all of high school so far I would stand in line and wait to get up to the front to tell the lunch lady that “I need a to-go tray please.” Then once I had gotten my tray, I would scan my lunch card and dash down the hallway to my kegemaran teacher’s room to sertai “the lunch bunch” on everyday except Wednesday, and Friday. On those days the beginning of this routine is relatively the same, but instead of heading off to another meeting of the lunch bunch, I would take a detour at the perpustakaan to sertai my Friends at our usual table, for either...
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posted by Firewriter
There was once a boy
Who loved a girl
A very distant girl- haunted sejak her demons that no one else could see
The boy- lonely and afraid of pursuing his passions
The heat of the mid-July sun beating on their backs
On a little dirt road seterusnya to a vine-covered wall
That little boy handed the little girl a kapur, limau nipis green envelope
Her name printed on that envelope in his fine pen writing

Their cheeks red and hearts pounding
The two continued their days apart
Both afraid their darkness will come over
And destroy what they tried to break
The hari to follow, that little broken girl
Smiling a real smile for the first...
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First Step In Penulisan A Screenplay sejak Richard Walter
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