Penulisan Article: The New Age (prologue)

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posted by graystone

I don't remember how long I've been running on the open grounds. It does seem long enough. But I was determined,devoted. Up above me,I noticed the jet planes streaking through the blue-black sky. I did not care. I did,but I'm not going to pay any lebih attention to it than the sinking feeling of hopelessness that wrapped my mind. The grounds were filled with rocks and sharp stones. Any other day,I would have bothered to watch my way trying not to fall onto the sharp stones which threatened to tear my skin,but not today. No,not today...
There were sirens screaming faraway,in my direction and I was headed straight towards them. I really wished I had paid attention to the rocks,because I tripped on one of them,and fell to the ground on my knees with my hands stretched out...

"Ahhhh,damn",I berkata through gritted teeth and took a moment to examine the injury. Sure enough,my hands bore a nasty cut as I expected. I shifted my posture and sat on the ground to examine the damage the sharp stones had done to knees. I didnt even need to roll my jeans to my kness to examine the damage,asI felt my blood infintesimally soaking through my jeans. I muttered a few lebih curse words,and tried to get up using the upper portion of palm to steady myself.As I began to rise,I noticed a bright light flooding the ground.
No,it can't be but some part of my mind echoed it was. My worst fear. I could even hear the soft whizzing above me. The only part of my body which was failing to believe the obvious was my eyes. Slowly hesitatingly I raised my eyes to the sumber of brilliant light.
Momentarily,I was blinded and my eyelids fluttered fighting to keep themselves open,but once my eyes adjusted,I could make out the faint outline of the angkasa ship above me. Yes,my worst fear indeed. I'd heard that there was no coming back if they were to take me with them.

The thought of never seeing my family,my mother and sister filled my mind,but I knew I had to do this. I had to find him. Even if it meant walking right into my grave.So,I took a deep breath and with that all the fear left me. I felt neutral at last. I saw the the bright light amplify further. Then the rocky ground over which I treaded,disappeared as the only thing which surrounded me was the bright light.A silent thought raced my mind as I wondered whether that was the last thing I ever saw...

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graystone Well, it's my first article and I hope I did okay.:)

dreamfields It is good!! Have you written any more?

graystone Thanks, I'll keep writing. :)

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Blue Skys

posted by dragonwriter

I wake up. It's early in the morning. A cool wind blows sejak my face whispering sounds i don't understand. I look up at the sky and notice that it is a light blue color and it makes me feel that there is no problems in the world. Looking around i get a different story.

Blood everywhere. Bodies over bodies and not a living soul in sight. Who could have done this? My head starts to spin and my vision is going blurry. A creature appears from the wind that was flying sejak my head earlier.

This creature starts walking torwards me speaking in a language that I have never heard before. I go to reach for my gun and find a giant hole in my right leg. It continues to get closer and closer and is staring at me as if to be a hunter and I am it's prey.

Knowing that this is the end I look up at the sky. Beginning to close my eyes the last of my sights are focused ont he Blue Skys.

Song - Meteor

posted by viju

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...

My brother is Penulisan

added by ZekiYuro

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Under the Sea

posted by lucius_malloy

Under the surface of the ever-moving ocean, it is calm.
There are hardly any sounds bouncing about the vast space, and the ones that are have been muted, many times over. The roaring of a ship’s engines, mighty as a lion, is only a faint humming sound, lebih felt than heard as it vibrates its way through your body.
You’re floating, floating in a mass of blue. The only thing anda can see is blue, blue, and blue – different shades, some lighter than others, some dark as a winter night in the North, but blue nonetheless. Now that anda think about it, it’s slightly disturbing – oppressive,...

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DREAM(Random Writing)

posted by dragonwriter

Sky turns black. Memory fades. through all of this tragedy fate has taken my memories from me. No other thoughts. hati, tengah-tengah pounding. Blood racing. No lebih time for thinking. Think quick and on my feet atau death will surely get its grasp on me. As my enemy approaches i draw my sword. Once the tip of the blade is out of the sheath i hear it hit the ground as i feel a warm liquid pouring out of my open chest as blood gushes out of the wound. As i struggle to take my last breath i wake up screaming relieved that it was just a DREAM.

Life Goes On

posted by MissMuffin38

It was just another day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and everyone was doing what they normally do. It was the start of the summer of 1939. In the middle of a war. It was selamat, peti deposit keselamatan here, most of the time. Everyone carried on like they always did, selling Buah on the market stalls, children drooling at the millions of different sweets on the shelves above them, and then running around, playing airplanes. Amongst all this was a house, with a family, that lived happily. Almost.

This family were the Nicholson family. They lived together in a big, fancy house, but not too fancy. The...

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i'm alone

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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Make Me Care About What anda Have To Say

posted by Cinders

And of course, the initial reaction to a tajuk like this one is, "Well, why don't you make me care about what you're saying, first?"

So I'll cut straight to the chase: When submitting a short story, atau even a poem for publication in a literary magazine, keep in mind that the editors receive hundreds of submissions a day, which means that they don't have time to read every last one of them. This is why it is incredibly important to hook them in your first few sentences, other than start slow and verbosely build up to why they should care. Therefore, this will be a succinct explanation of why...

How Membaca methods have improved

posted by ZekiYuro

Membaca to oneself is a modern activity which was almost unknown to the scholars of the classical and medieval worlds,while during the fifteenth century the term 'reading' undoubtedly meant Membaca aloud.Only during the nineteenth century did silent Membaca become commonplace.

One should be wary,however,of assuming that silent Membaca came about simply because Membaca aloud was a distraction to others.Examinations of factors related to the historical development of silent Membaca have revealed that it became the usual mode of Membaca for most adults mainly because the tasks themselves changed...

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Better Than That

posted by NormalcyIsDead

I’m sick and tired of it all
Run five laps, climb that wall
Ace that test, be happy everyday
25min. class lesson: due in two days

What’s wrong with you, Jordan?
Where are those ‘A’s anda were sporting?
Oh no, anda have a B, that just won’t do
Let me prod anda some more, ask some soalan too

“You seem to be slipping.”
"Get to the front of the race!”
You’ll never get finished
At THAT jogging pace

Yoo-hoo, girl, get your head in the game!
Idiot, doing the wrong lesson, there goes your good name
To most other people, I’m starting to come off as lame
But to me it's al the same: Run faster, think...

Stay with me [short song]

posted by Lord_Anubis

Hope anda mates will like it =3
Feel free to comment

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I'm looking at the black ceiling, in this empty room I sit.
I'm leaning my back on cold dinding where light of the sun can't reach me.
I don't have any peace, same pictures are repeating in my head.

The grey clouds rise above and I'm goin out for the rain.
Let the cold drops from the skies give me peace and break my sadness.
But even hard rain can't clear thoughts of you.

And feels like I'm falling in deep abyss, dark water swallowing me as I close my eyes and turn my head up to sky.
It's eating my mind, taking away my dreams.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.

Today I'm not goin out, I'll reamin in the dark waiting for you.
I'll defy to all my desires cause I can't ask anymore from you.
I'll be Singing only for anda my angel.
Oh please pull me out, stay with me.

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Is this a good idea??

posted by rebaj2010

I have this image in my head of a girl who spent the first 17 years of her life being loved. Loved sejak her parents, her brother and sister, and everyone in school. She doesn't know the meaning of hate. Then this mysterious guy come to her school. He doesn't say much and the only person he notices is her. But he is different then the other guys at her school he is too sexy to be real. They fall madly in Cinta but what she doesn't know is that he has been alive for the last 268 years. He is no vampire but something that can scare the helll out of you. And he has a immortal enemy, and that enemy is the boy who is filled with so much hate all the immortals call him...The deffinition of hate(his real name being Marcus) And the girl so finds out that Marcus will stop at nothing to take her away from him and tunjuk her what it's like to be hated

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Notebook & Pencil

added by tutifruity111

Agent in Peril

posted by DMLIME

MI6 agent Scott Filbury waited quietly outside the office of the head of the department. He was not told why he had been summoned, but the agents usually weren’t. He sat still; the only movement were his eyes, darting to every corner of the blank hallway, trying to take in every detail of his surroundings as he had been trained to 6 years before. He was only 28 and had been recruited after saving 3 people in a burning building, menunjukkan a ‘desire for passion and justice’ as his profil read.
He noticed a fly near the bright lamps that were imbedded in the ceiling. He knew that soon the...

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How dare you.

posted by madening_mahem

I only came to resolve a matter, nothing more.
But have anda no shame reporter, whose words can bring either joy atau pity, have anda no shame?
You speak of him, a dearly departed lover of mine and a noble none the less whose actions have been all but harmful to this town, in vein as if he is just another commoner in the street, who sleep in the dirt and has no dignity.
Making a mockery of him though he died only yesterday, but what seems like only an jam to me, and then attempt to treat it with sarcasm.
How dare you. How dare you.
Try not to later state that anda knew him well, for that I know very...