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posted by Anudie
Once upon a time, in a perfect world there stood a perfect merah jambu istana, castle guarded sejak a perfect number of perfect fluffy Kuda and surrounded sejak a perfect dinding of perfect merah jambu flowers.
In the perfect istana, castle there lived a perfect, perfect girl with a perfect life. Her perfect name was perfect: Serenity Lianna Honeyblossom Sweetytreat Sparkle cupcake, kek cawan Beauty Mary Sue.
She was always paid sejak authors to bintang in their buku and act like the perfect dream girl; aka a Mary Sue. She lived in Storyland, where all the ideal characters lived until they were picked for a story and then dropped back in after.
One day, when Serenity was happily brushing her perfect mane of perfect blonde hair, a merah jambu sweet-smelling letter sealed with a author's wax meterai floated onto her lap. Serenity beautifully and cutely swept her hair onto a nearby meja, jadual and gracefully opened the letter.
Dear Mary Sue, it read.
I am asking anda to bintang in my new story. I am trying to test out all sorts of characters for their roles in my story in this Storyland, but first I need you, Mary Sue, to play out the role of Anna Akanique, the vain magician girl that is Friends with my main character, Merlin. The other characters have been cast, so I would be grateful if anda would accept.
Sincerely, Anudie.
Serenity gasped dramatically and wrote a perfect letter of acceptance on a perfect merah jambu piece of paper in her perfect, loopy handwriting. When Anudie received her acceptance, she immediately sent her to play her part.
When Serenity arrived, she looked around for the boy called Merlin. "Oh, handsome!!" she gushed, flinging her arms around him.
"Get off me, thanks," muttered Merlin.
"Tell her to go away, Anudie. She's a distraction."
And so Serenity was sent utama teary-eyed and angry.
THE END >:)
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added by hurricane93
Source: AR
January 1st 2010
Dear Diary, my name is Cassandra (Cassie) Thorp and...
My new years resolutions are...
1. GET A BOYFRIEND!
2. Tell Gwen how much she owes me from last year.
3. Try not to spend hours staring at pictures of Henrie Green (my future husband).
4. Use lebih Clean and Clear.
5. Try to gain some weight.(I look anorexic)
6. Feed Pepsi.
7. Stop killing all the goldfish.
8. Shrink.
9. Don't smoke.
10. Earn lebih money.

Well, a new year, and I want this one to be better than the last, which is probably a pipe dream but... anda never know. I just wish Cerys and Tareesa and Amelia would except me into...
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posted by GreenLight24
Author's Note: Hey, guys! :D I've finally drafted the third installment of the "Blacktie." series. It does require some knowledge of the first two stories telah diposkan in order here: link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213262/title/blacktie-revised-version[/url][/url] and here:link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213538/title/blacktie-dinner[/url][/url] This is the story of Blacktie's run-in with a female accomplice! It picks up right where the saat story left off. Enjoy. :D

Anthony gently pulled at his bow tie and unbuttoned his kot as he peered devilishly towards the...
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posted by malmcd
anda want to be there. anda know anda do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when anda look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs anda on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
    The Land anda thirst for has loomed at the bahagian, atas of the mountain in Metopia for as long as anda can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing hari as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. anda begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...
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posted by OlivFirecracker
anda laugh at something just not funny and the only thing anda do is apologise, even if anda don't mean it, anda do because the people hearing anda laugh do not appreciate it. How could they?

You hear something sad about another and anda apologise, because anda may feel bad for them but anda don't know what to say and anda think saying anything else atau not saying anything at all is inconsiderate, but it's not fair on anda because anda don't know what to do with that information.

You did anda best to save something atau someone for someone else but anda fail and anda know that anda haven't Lost anything but...
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posted by serenacullen93
Hello my name is Leila Claudette Xavier the daughter of Max Oscar Xavier. The CEO of Xavier Arms Of War atau X.A.W. it is the number one provider of weapons for the arm forces. X.A.W. has been around since world war one we are a family of geniuses mean the Xavier are know for that. I graduated from college when I was ten years old and was valedictorian of my high school class at the age of eight. I’m now fifteen. I woke to the sun pouring thought my bay window here in Virginia pantai near Camp Pendleton so named after General William Nelson Pendleton an Episcopalian minister at Grace Church...
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posted by MomoThePuppy
Terrence moved slowly, watching where he placed his feet. He didn’t want to step on those certain floorboards that squeaked and risk scaring the small girl. He quietly picked his way across the floor, and stopped at the edge of the child’s bed. Gently, he placed a hand on her shoulder, and for a moment, his eyes became locked on the stark contrast of their skin tones. She was very light in color, almost a peachy shade. He was dark in tone, close to the color of chocolate. He smiled at this.

“Rosie,” He said, voice barely above a whisper. “It’s almost daylight. Time to get up, kiddo.”...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
(Not a very creative name, I know)


ONE

I sat on the bed. Doing nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I looked at the clock. Friday, five-fifty-eight PM. Five-fifty-nine. Waiting. Waiting. hati, tengah-tengah pounding. Counting seconds. Every week. Every week, SHE came. SHE would try to kill me. Then I would scream for help and they would come. Then I would get a lecture that nothing was there, possibly some treatment atau whatever. Then seterusnya Friday at six, it would happen again.
Forty-five seconds. I glanced at the book. I brought it with me. That way, no one else would read it. It was old and leather-bound, and had pictures...
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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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Source: I made it.
A Formula For Penulisan A Great Story sejak Dr. Ken Atchity via FilmCourage.com.
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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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