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posted by Thalia_huntress
plz tell me if anda like it and if i should write more




2....1 ready atau not here i come" i say. i hear my friend Annabel giggle. i go behind a pokok "found you" i said. "lunette!! Annabel!!" the owner of the orphanage called us. she was the most pahit woman ever all because her husban died in the war. we sraitened out atau dresses. "coming miss belle." we berkata in harmony. we rushed from the yard. "yes miss belle?" i said. "it's time for us to see if anybody wants anda brats now change into the nice dress we gave." she said. "ok miss" annabel said. miss belle didn't know but every one made fun of...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
I left Jason at his house while I drove to work. When I first walked into the building and straight to the elevator, floor twelve. I got of the elevator and waiting there was a woman with a clip board smiling at me well I don’t know if she was smiling at me atau if her face was stuck like that but I greeted her.
“Hi I’m April Meyers; I’ll be your assistant.” She held her hand out and I took it. “Vanna is waiting for anda in her office. Do anda need anything?” She walked and talked. “No thank you, not right know.”
She opened the door and I stepped in and shut it. I couldn’t believe...
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posted by bri-marie
Note: I'm not sure how much I like the names I gave my characters. I may changed them in later parts.
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A small, silver picture frame sat alone on a nightstand. The picture held inside it, yellowed and dusty with age, showed three small children – two boys and one girl, all about six years old – with their arms wrapped around each others shoulders. They were standing in front of a large oak pokok and the shadows had made the pictures unreal; the girl's hair was shown to be brown and the boys...
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posted by HarryPLover
The pain anda caused isn't what scarred me
The burning tears anda left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.

That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder

Feeling my hati, tengah-tengah beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with

It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain anda left me to bare.

It wasn't the legend anda were when anda were here
But the legacy in my hati, tengah-tengah that anda left!
OK IM GOING 2 CONTINUE THE FLASHBACK OF WHEN OUR EVIL ADOUPTED FATHER LEFT

Our mom was depressed the seterusnya few days. We tried to cheer her up. But come on were only 5,we thought he was on a bid-ness trip for a few days. One day, she was on the phone for the longest time
She was talking to her best frind Tatiana Garcia. She had gotton married a 2 years before her. She married some guy named Bill, busy working guy. Tatiana is a high-spirted perky lady. She has two kids Cullen who is a tahun older then us and Alyssa who is the same age as us. We've never met them before but they're some what rich....
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posted by harold
The penulis considered. Then the penulis wrote:

Two opposites sat on a park bench

The penulis deleted

eating their curds and whey

as soon as it was typed, and replaced it with

and one wanted the other to leave.

The critic noted "That's really not very specific, is it? Two 'opposites'? Come on, you're going to have to be lebih specific than that."

The penulis considered. Then the penulis wrote:

The Republican sat down seterusnya to the Democrat on the park bench

and nodded, satisfied. The critic clucked his tongue. "Welll...it's not exactly original, is it? And how different are they, really? Honestly, anda couldn't...
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 The Writer Behind the Words
The Writer Behind the Words
Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting Penulisan career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help anda find the right strategy for anda and get anda started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have lebih than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any Penulisan project the senarai can grow exponentially-...
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posted by viju
 Shining down in eyes....
Shining down in eyes....
Do anda ever feel?
Like a melba toast
Breaking into pieces
With no way from sea to coast
Do anda ever feel
That you’re so ignorable
But inside do anda know
You’re inescapable
Do anda ever feel like
You’re under pressure
But inside you’re hati, tengah-tengah
There’s an aggression.

You need to hear
Mellifluous voice in your mind
And than

(Chorus)
Run like a Meteor
Through the sky
Through the space
Shining down in our eyes
Run like a Meteor
Piercing the wind
With lightening speed
Shining down in everybody’s eyes

(Verse – II)
Do anda ever feel like
You’re so irresistible
But really anda are
So capable
Do anda ever feel
That...
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posted by Cutebutcrazy--
Ummmm. Sorry it's another vampire/ vampire hunter story. But its something ive been working on for like 3 years and i want to see what people think before sending it off to get published. So once again sorry and bare with me.



Dear Whoever.
1864. That’s when all of the problems started but of course I wasn’t born yet. So I can’t tell anda what happened then. I can tell anda that it still affects me today. That’s why I’m here. So I can tell anda my part in this.
    I was born into a rich, and royal family daddy’s daddy hit it big in the oil field. At least that’s...
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    Chapter 2
                    LUNCH
I sat where Jill was sitting. The same people from before. The blonde
Kid, the reporter with a few other people. They introduced themselves.
And I giggled when they all were done. I berkata "I laugh a lot...sorry"
Ken rolled his eyes. I cracked up. Mart the one who bumped into me asked me "so Estella--" "call me Stella" I interrupted. "So Stella would anda
Like to grab makan, kantin sometime?" I laughed "sure!" ken just rolled his
Eyes, it made me...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 3 – A hati, tengah-tengah Beats Faster
    Kaolin ran up the stairs of the dungeon. The guard had been asleep, but he could awake any time. His boots pounded on the stone floor. He prayed for them to be light and soundless.
    Kaolin torn down the corridor, his was hati, tengah-tengah beating faster with every step. He knew his way around the castle. He had been here a few times before when he had visited Amorite.
    Kaolin had no idea what he was going to do. If he went utama with the jewels, the King would charge him of thievery. If he didn’t pay...
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posted by mitchie19
2. B I G D A Y

One, two, three, go! I breathed. My right leg went first up the stairs and then my left leg.
This is it, this is really it. I squealed nervously. “Marhion Angeles Pearson, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Pearson” the school directress announced. I went up the stage. The audience clapped.
I felt like a bintang on a rise.
I saw Riley on the crowd, my eyes glued to him. Ah! I tripped. The audience gasp some stood up to see if I’m okay some of them laughed and snickered. drake Cell, the school news anchor video taped my clumsiness, he smiled. I quickly stood up. My cheeks were red, I...
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just chapter 2 and beginning of Chapter 3...please coment on how anda like it. thank you

Chapter 2

The guard shoved the key into the lock and opened the door. The room was dimly lit and my eyes had a hard time adjusting. Once they pushed me in, the door behind me slammed. Great alone with a bad light candle. But that's when I heard the whimper. I whirled, expecting to find a dog atau something like that, but instead a boy with shaggy black hair sat in the corner. I stared at him until he glanced up. His eyes were a gentle brown; his features were soft unlike Griffins. The boy smiled. He still had...
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posted by 1-2vampire
As everything that has ever happened to anda flashes before your eyes, anda see what life is like, when your vision is rimmed with darkness, anda see that this is the end. When your last sight is sorrowful, painful, then anda see what life is like. When your last sight is one of a Fantasi world, maybe in a meadow, (i don't know, it can happen), then anda haven't seen anything yet. As everything goes foggy, then anda suddenly want to see more. A passionate longing for lebih life. But anda do not know what is to come. Life may seem sweet, atau it may seem sour, but when anda live, anda do not know what it...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
It’s a silent staring match between anda and her

The quiet air above anda is whispering anda words

Words anda choose to ignore, words glaring at you,

Gnawing at anda from the very tip of her eyes



But anda won’t let down, no matter how much

She isn’t saying, no matter how much she can’t say

Because you’re in power, anda brought her here

anda yell, and she shrinks back, but in fear?

No, she’s waiting for her chips to add up

As life’s a poker game, the highs are all that won

She knows this; you’re the one who taught her

‘Lay low until anda gain the takhta

To strike back at those who thought

The same as Arrogance himself;

That you, gullible and pathetic, were theirs alone’

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Please tell me what anda think, criticizm is welcome.
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