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posted by tori865
If anda like my story please send me a message and tell me if there are alot of people who like it i will siarkan the saat chapter soon.





As i kerusi, tempat duduk and think of my life all the times we spent i will never forget.Was his last words.




CHAPTER 1 THE FAIR

It was 1950 when i saw him brown hair,nice smile,and charming.He went sejak the name Charlie a nice common name.I was the new girl to Turnup town.I lived there when i was a little girl, but could bearly remember anything i remembered only the little thingd like my closes Friends Jenni and Riliy.Jenni is now married to her beloved husband Chase.Jenni and Chase were dating way back then.Their relationship was off and on and sometimes they didnt ever come back till a week atau s.Riliy was with Rion.They were a good couple.I always told her i wish i could have a great relationship like hers a fairy-tail.Me on the other hand was single and alone.They had a wonderful idea to go to the fair and help me with that problem.So i went unwillingly.Rion brought his friend Freedy and Chase brought his friend Kylee."Im not interested in any one of them"i told my friends."But Carly why not thier so cute"said Riliy."To anda not to her,shes not ready for a guy in her life he'll pop up sooner atau later"said Jenni,she always helped me out like an older sister nice,pollite,and always helped me with my problems."Can we please alih on?"i berkata in a wishful voice."Of course it is kind of your night any way"Riliy berkata with a smirk."Lets ride the faires-wheel"said Chase."Okay im up for it."said Jenni excited and thrilled.
posted by Dearheart
Josie ran.

“Maybe I made a mistake thinking you’d understand!”

“Well maybe I made a mistake
marrying you!”

She ran, not heeding the tempest that tore at her clothes nor caring where she fled to as long as it was someplace far from home. Away from the chaos of her fighting parents and the hopelessness of the choice she was faced with.

“A tumor?”

“...it’s pressing on your brain stem and growing very rapidly. If it isn’t taken care of soon, it will be life-threatening...the surgery, however, would cost anda your hearing... Permanently...”


Her hati, tengah-tengah pounded in time with her feet;...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

I'm not sure why it had to be me. If I'm really honest with you, I hated myself.

I was fourteen when my parents died. I had no family left, so I became the unwanted foster kid.

I didn't want to have to think, atau care about anything. I wanted to die.

I wanted to be an inconvenience to the world. I wanted them to know how much I hated them for having their own happy lives. I shunned everyone.

I became the loner.

I look out of place, somehow. I'm the kid who's taller than the other sophomores sejak a head. The kid with coal black eyes.

The foster parents I was living with now tried. They tried,...
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posted by ToastedRabbits
Someone once told me,

"Being a writer is like being a prostitute, really. At first you're only doing it for yourself, then anda decide to tell a few friends, let them in on the action, then anda decide to let a couple strangers in, pretty soon you're welcoming the entire world."

Such a very accurate quote. When I heard this, I was at a very formal luncheon with a few kids from my journalism class in which we produced the school's newspaper: The Jagged Edge. It was an awards ceremony for individual work as well as our newspaper as a whole to be recognized. Granted, it was a local newspaper that...
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posted by marissa
 "It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and merah jambu in it."
"It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and pink in it."
Chapter One:

Benny:

Benny climbed onto the bus, giving the bus driver a kind smile as he paid his fare. It was an early March morning, so early that the sky still had streaks of orange and merah jambu in it, very reluctantly giving way to gray-blue. It was cold out, so Benny pulled his brown jaket tighter around him as he took his kerusi, tempat duduk near the back of the bus.

He sat in the kerusi, tempat duduk nearest the window, like he always did when he was sitting sejak himself. He cracked it open a bit. The breeze, however cold it was, made him feel a little less cooped up, a little less separated from the rest of the world that...
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posted by stopbullying
The Stalker
Chapter 1

    It was a cool, winter night. It wasn’t too cold outside and I thought after work I would go out for a walk and take advantage of the nice weather. It was four-thirty in the evening. I got off of work at 7:00. It should be a little sejuk sejak then.
Work was boring and nobody really came in. Only one person did and he was weird looking. He had ripped shorts, a short shirt, and worn out shoes on. I looked at him suspiciously because the whole time he was in there I caught him looking at me. This was weird especially since I was only 18 and he was like...
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posted by BeSafe
Is it possible to fall in Cinta with someone you’ve never met
Your only knowledge stemming from information you’ve seen atau read
Before I knew of his existence I would have stated no
Yet the first time I saw him my hati, tengah-tengah begged to never let go
It isn’t rational
atau logical
Though Cinta rarely is
I can’t make my hati, tengah-tengah stop wishing that I held his
And I know it's stupid and silly to believe
In some kind of fairy tale
The perfect prince for me
But every time I see that smile
I can’t help but feel
That one hari we could share
A Cinta that is real
posted by khfan12
 this is aqua
this is aqua
“You can’t catch me!” Chavez shouted. “Yes I can!” I yelled. I started to run faster. It was a great feeling. The wind in my face. “I can’t believe that people don’t like it out here….” My thoughts were interrupted sejak a voice. “Aqua!” Chavez…. I ran farther into the forest and stopped dead in my tracks. A few feet away, was Chavez, being wrestled to the ground sejak men in black suits. “Aqua run!” Chavez yelled when he saw me. I couldn’t move. I was Frozen with fear. One of the guys in black started to run towards me. “Run!” Chavez repeated, right before they...
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posted by Rockster
I'm Penulisan two novels, I know what most people think (WHY!) but i've decided to do one hand written and work upon it at school, where one of my teachers is happy to look at and talk to me about the errors that I've done. Whereas the other novel I'm working on the computer which i would like people to read it and discuss whats good and bad about it. Anyway, I've copied and pasted this novel that I've begun from an animal crossing forum and here it is.


Chapter 1: The Frowning Mirror

The heat swarmed around me, wrapping me with comfort and content. I knew that this feeling that conflicted with...
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Then it wasn’t my confession that gave him the big shock, Sara thought, He already knew the whole story that’s why he understood my acts.
Until now I don’t know how I dared to step in and ask your friend to introduce me to you. Though I’m not used to that, it felt so right.
“Sara” Emily called anda when anda were about to get into the car.
“Hi Emily, How are you?” anda answered joyfully with the prettiest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Fine” she berkata with her bright smile.
“You haven’t introduced me to your handsome boyfriend” anda berkata playfully and my hati, tengah-tengah beat faster than...
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posted by WileE-Quixote
ON STORMY CLOUDS
I’VE SEEN HIM SIT
THIS DARK Angel FAIR
WITH FOLDED AND SHIMMERING
GOSSAMER WINGS
AND MOON BEAMS IN HIS HAIR

WITH BURNING EYES
TO EARTH HE SLIDES
SEEKING TO FEEL THE GROUND
THEN SPREAD HIS
RAVEN FEATHERED WINGS
CASTING HIS MAGICK SHADOW ‘ROUND

THIS Bidadari TOUCH
IS A COMFORTS SONG
SOFT AS A VELVET CLOAK
AND WHEN HE REACHES
TO RIGHT THE WRONG
HIS WORDS ARE FEELINGS SPOKE

ON HOOF AND WING, I WATCHED HIM SAIL
MY DARK Angel FAIR
TO SOME ARCANE ABODE
WE KNOW NOT WHERE
TILL HIS seterusnya ASSIGNMENT
AND THE FUTURE HAS BEEN FORETOLD

FOR THE LAST FLIGHT
THIS DARK Angel TAKES
IS A PIED-PIPERS GATHERING
FOR ALL THE SOULS HE’S TOUCHED
LISTENING TO THE SHADOWY
SONGS THEY’LL NOW SING
19 December

It's been almost a tahun since Freak died. For a while, people always used to say to me, "I'm sorry." I hated that. I yelled at them, "Feel sorry for Freak! I'm still alive!"

They shouldn't feel sorry for me. Freak taught me what it meant to walk tall. He tought me that remembering is only an invention of the mind, and if anda try hard enough, anda can remember anything. I try to remember everything Freak told me; and sometimes, it works. Then it slips away.

For a while after Freak died, I went back to being the critter hiding out in Down Under. Then one day, it hit me, and hard. If I had died, I wouldn't want Freak to do what I was doing. I would want him to continue Freak The Mighty.

And that made all the difference.

I try to make Freak proud; maybe I'm even succeeding. I just know that Freak changed the way I saw things, and I owe him that much; to keep Freak The Mighty alive.

-Max-
“Opal... Who is this man” Marley Asked. Opal just noticed the two boys standing there herself, but soon understood, for their vampiric powers were far beyond hers. “I’m guessing this is that pure-blood bastard releasing all that power before” berkata Alec. Marley grabbed Opal sejak the bahagian, atas and pulled her to her feet. “Damn you! anda bit her didn’t you?” Shouted Marley. The man put his hand back to his side. “Sigh”. “This is so much trouble” berkata the Man. Before Alec could say a word, the man elbowed him straight in the face. Alec slid for about three metres and then rolled...
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A/N: Yeah, I know, I come up with some weird stuff. Fractions of a whole story. Well, attatch whatever story anda want. This is about a mourning teen. And suicide.

Please rate. (And please comment)
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Getting cold in the sun’s shadow

Drowning in this black pin’s ink

Gone is the lovely light, night’s here despite

Twilight’s eternal fights and weep

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She breathed in and out slowly, each breath appearing in front of her, a wisp of cold smoke disappearing. Around her was a silent vibration she had never...
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posted by RATHBONE07
Tap!Tap! There was that sound again. It was so annoyingly loud, but it did drown out the screams in the seterusnya room. Tap!! Who the hell would bother to disturb me on a Monday morning? Bang!!
"What the hell!" I yell rolling of my katil and dragging myself towards the door. When i finally open it theres Michael starring at me with his blood red eyes.
"Damn Lilly!! Ive been banging at your door since freakin' six in the morning! Are anda freakin' deaf atau something?God!"
"Let's just say that i did hear anda but ignored it. Dude, do anda know how early six in the morning is? anda interrupted my beauty sleep....
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posted by A_Sirens_Call
A sirens call

CHAPTER ONE::: Shyness

It is the first hari back, I really did not think of anything interesting happening, it was all new and strange after the holidays nothing would surprise me. Our little group of six did not have any specific relations towards outsiders we tried to keep contact with the human race to a minimum considering we are no longer human. After that experiment from the mad scientist - Doctor John Hallwain – trying to clone us making marginal errors then tried a different experiment but that is all I know and that was gathered sejak Annabelle who could read minds and was...
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posted by Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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“Look at them, trying to figure it out. Trying to work out why a pure-blood has come to their school, Antiworld, huh? This could be fun”. There was a young man sitting on the bahagian, atas of a gargoyle wearing a white baju with a black kot over it. His eyes where a light green with a black cat eye stroke through it. As the man stood up anda saw that he had pitch black hair and his skin was white like paper. As anda closed in on the man’s face anda saw his eye drop a line of blood down his cheek, as if he was crying blood. The man looked up at the sun covering his face with his hand, he closed his...
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hei guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem Penulisan path. Well hope anda like it, and please, if possible, add a komen saying what anda think.

Me and Those

Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants anda to do something,
atau be something
That sometimes anda don’t want to be?

They are those!
anda know them!
anda probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect anda to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
anda don’t want to take.

They are those who expect anda to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
anda prefer to be small and humble.

But do anda think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!

They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since anda were born,
Came up with a path for anda in life.

But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

She screams every time a police officer atau strange nurse touches her. She refuses to hear them out. So, until further notice, she is staying in my apartment.

I glance at the clock in the waiting room. It's past midnight. Wow. Jamie and Ashleigh are asleep on a small green couch, with a receiving blanket draped over them. I pick them both up, since Kayla and I are free to leave, and we all walk outside to my car. Kayla opens the back door, and while I'm strapping the two little girls in, I signal for her to get in on the passenger side.

She's a broken person. anda only need to look at her...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

On Friday, Tia had picked me up to go shopping.

Tia was ecstatic; for what reason, I had no idea. Tia was like a hurricane, she jotted down my sizes on her hand and then took of through the store at a pace that should've set her path on fire.

"You look great in black, white, and blue," she muttered. I saved that for future reference; she obviously knew what she was doing. Plus I'd been told that each of those colours looked nice on me before.

She pulled me into a dressing room, pointed out which outfits to try out, and exited to let me change.

I pulled a scary-looking black baju singkat, halter neck...
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