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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 1

Leo was a 15 jaar old boy who loved plants went to see the new private garden. He had jet black hair and brown eyes.

"This place is amazing...i can't wait to see all the plants i inherited!" Leo thought to himself as he saw the old groundskeeper.

"There are rumors that there is a ghost that cries in the gardens..." The Groundskeeper told Leo.

"Ghosts don't exist" Leo zei as he just walked away.

Leo kept walking deeper in the garden and heard some crying.

"Maybe that guy was right..." Leo thought as he kept walking down the path.

Leo just kept walking towards the crying he was curious about what it could be. He kept going deeper in the Garden. And when he saw what was causing the noise, he screamed, because he had seen the plant-like rose.

"Who...are you?" asked a very surprised Rose to Leo, the first human she had seen for a long time.

"I'm Leo...the new owner of this large Garden" Leo responded, a little freaked out.

"My name is Rose...I live here...I was placed here door an evil Wizard..." Rose told Leo, looking at him. Slowly, Rose walked toward Leo and touched his cheek, making him blush a deep red.

"Your making me blush..." Leo told Rose. Rose then started to giggle a little, and then a lot.

"Your so cute when u blush Leo!" Rose zei as she hugged Leo tightly, as Leo hugged back.

"Rose..." Leo zei as Rose lightly kissed his cheek, making him blush even more. Then, Leo returned the kiss...
posted by sadiebugz00
5
VERONICA
Carter’s Perspective


As I’m walking with the pack, I instantly realize there is a clear leader. Veronica. She was meer than your average coyote. She actually had reddish-brown vacht, bont instead of the generic gray-brown. She still had the piercing yellow eyes that coyotes are known for, but hers made u feel like she was staring straight into your soul… She made it clear she was the leader, too. She in fact came straight up to me and told me, “Hey! Newbie. I’m the leader of this pack, okay? Ain’t ever gonna become some fancy-shmancy leader.”
It was pretty clear if u ask me....
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III The Library
The volgende room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on top, boven of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of boeken were piled right up to the top, boven and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved reading and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole bibliotheek full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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Gerald wrinkled his nose at the earthy, mossy smell that always filled the woods. He longed to get back to his palace, but there was work to be done, and a king must do his work, after all.
“Hurry up!” he shouted at the coal black horses dragging the carriage. They bolted and took off.
Gerald leaned back against the soft, silky back of the zitplaats, stoel and watched the trees blur by.
How grateful he was that he didn’t live out here, with all the faerie and elves and goblins. No, goblins lived in the marshes, didn’t they? But the faerie-folk, elves…still out here. He could feel them watching...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Lawrence lived in a Chamber for a few years. But the Dragon Princess had tried to get his attention.

"LAWRENCE, avondeten, diner IS READY!" The Dragon Princess yelled at Lawrence, who was in his Chamber.

"I am not hungry!" Lawrence told her.

"I WILL BREAK DOWN THE DOOR!" She screamed at him.

"No thanks." Lawrence replied as The Dragon Princess sat down.

"Why won't u love me!" She asked as she started to cry.

"Is that why i am here?" Lawrence asked her, now very confused.

"No one loves me! No one ever has and ever will!" The Dragon Princess told Lawrence as tears filled her eyes.

"Don't cry" Lawrence...
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posted by alicia386
In the deep dark woods lies a house. A cottage house that only has one inhabitant. The one inhabitant onle has one visitor every month.

It was wintertime when that one visitor made his last visit.

Sherman E. Collins was his name and snooping was his name. The bald, chubby man knocked on the rotted wood. He waited for a good 2 minuten but nothing happened. When he was just about to knock again, the door creaked open. He shrugged it off. It was a common thing in these abandon houses.

Clutching his clipboard, he made his wasy into the house. The shattered windows, yellowing photos, and missing floor...
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 2
    Be careful what u kill for             
    “So…what’s your project on kiddies?” Ms. Arthur asks us.
    “So we have the first few installments of our documentary-”
    “Movie,” Sasha interjected.
    Ashlynn glared at her, “documentary of our very own horror hour.”
    Ms. Arthur frowns. “Horror hour?”
    “Um…you know, ma’am, the killing’s that took place...
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posted by Problematic129
    Chapter 8
    Old enemies
    “Welcome everyone! To Club Aprenta!” Ali laughed excitedly and clapped her hands, Sage whistled, I jumped up and down, and Beth bowed in front of the newest additions.
    “Club Aprenta?” Scotty asked. “What kind of name is that? And what do we do anyways?”
    I shrugged. “Nothing really, we just made this up to spend meer time together, u know how can school be.”
    “In other words,” Honey put her hands up in the air. “FREE...
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posted by SilverFanGirl
Thanks for the memories
Chapter one
June 6, 1994, my birth. My mother never meant to have me. Never did. My father's condom apparently broke so they were stuck with me. A babygirl. I had short brown hair with amber eyes. But when I was born, I had blue with a light brown lining around my pupil. The doctors never could figure that part out. My eyes changed quicker than most babies. My eyes changed a week earlier than they were supposed to. That's why I get picked on, I tell that story and no one believes me. They call me "Weirdo", "fake", etc.
Though my mother left and my father is a total drunk,...
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posted by Weasel1999
I. The Nursery

Ember lived in her nursery for the volgende few months, only being let out occasionally to go to the toilet. All she saw were the four walls around her but it wasn’t all bad.
The room was painted a pretty sky-blue and the carpet was thick, fluffy and a deep midnight blue. There was a bed and a huge white wardrobe with the most beautiful, oubollig, ouderwetse clothes inside.
Rich velvets cloaks, soft vacht, bont stoles, bright silk dresses, every item of clothing needed to make a young lady of society look beautiful.
But Ember was not a young lady of society living in Victorian times. She was a...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter 7: u Can't Trust Anyone These Days

      James Knight slumped in his chair. It seemed like the most appropriate thing to do in this situation. How else was he suppose to act? He was a train wreck waiting to happen. He didn't bother combing his dirty blonde hair of wear decent clothes. He still had on his Lakers sweater, sweatshirt and faded blue jeans with holes ripped in the front. This was the kind of outfit he wouldn't dare where around the house if this was a regular day. For shoes, he had his scuffed, black Reeboks. His eyes were red and puffy but he still radiated that devilish charm...
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posted by Dhampires
She waited at the doorstep nearly all night he never came.

She quietly made my way to our room his image was the only thing that flooded my head.

'Would he come home? Had something happened to him? If it had why hadn't someone called?' she was thought she knee on the inside she was being over dramatic.

She leaned over her balcony looking on to the woods beyond the night stares filled the sky shimmering like diamonds, she smiled as the northern lights appeared it was rare to see in such a place other han Alaska but they shown bright. And as quickly as they came they left.

She quickly washed up and...
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posted by alicia386
I use to know you
but now its over
and i am not going back
had my hart-, hart broken
had my dreams blown away
it only took u a second
to rearrange my whole day

I use to know you
but now its over
and i see that now
u blew me away
far from here
and i couldnt make it back
but i bet u knew that

I use to know
someone like you
he was friendly
but i left him behind
in the rain
in the cold
where i couldnt see him

i hope you're different
it would help
if u werent exactly like him
nice to know you
but i must go
and protect my soul
how nice of u to stop by
but please go home pagina now

I use to know you
but now im long gone
and it feels great'
to leave that burden behind
i wont see u again
i wont be there when u fall
just know that i
wont pick u up again
posted by alicia386
Trina Harper lost her job, fiancé, and her mom died half a maand ago. Life could not have gotten worse for this twenty jaar old.

She strolled inside a nearby Chinese Restraurant that as filled with people. She sat down in the corner zitplaats, stoel and murmured her ordered the waitress. "Just a fortune cookie, please."

Her life had gotten so messed up when Kyle, her deadbeat fiancé, left her for her older sister. She was never able to escape this string bad luck.

An ancient, wrinkled woman hobbled her way to his table. "I made this just for you," she said. She hobbled away.

"And now I have old ladies giving...
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posted by para-scence
“Craig! Get up! We’re going to be late!“ My sister Rachel pounded her fist on my door. I reluctantly opened my eyes to look at the clock. I had only ten minuten to get ready. I cursed under my breath and got dressed quickly, not bothering to grab anything to eat. I got to Rachel’s car just before she was about to ditch me. I tried to catch up on my algebra homework on the car ride to school.

“You really should’ve done that yesterday,“ Rachel scolded me. “You’re failing as it is.“ Of course, little miss perfect always had to tell me what I was doing wrong, even if she was...
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posted by sadiebugz00
2
ROAD TRIP
Derek’s Perspective


A while later I call Jesse over so we could discuss Carter’s situation.
Jesse is quite attractive; she has ocean-blue eyes and long, flowy, bleached blonde hair, and looks much like a Barbie. However, she can be very fickle, so if I use the correct wording I could be able to keep Carter. But if she’s in one of her “moods” there’s no way on Earth that I’ll be able to keep him.
I hear a pounding hard knocking on my door.
Great… I think. She’s in a “mood”. I hurtle towards the door to keep her from waiting. She grimaces at Carter once she sees...
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posted by sadiebugz00
1
TORN
Derek’s Perspective


I look down at the little rascal, soundly sleeping on the floor. I look around my extremely messy room with dirty clothes all over the floor. Carter happens to be sleeping on a few shirts of mine. My eggshell colored walls, which used to be white, are clearly covered in grime. There is a strong stench of wet dog, pizza, and some kind of rotting food from underneath my bed. What a decision… I think to myself. I can’t believe that Jesse is making me get rid of him… I bend down to get Bailey, Carter’s old stuffed rabbit, so I can keep SOMETHING of his to remind...
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posted by alicia386
"Oh god," groaned Luca Edgewood. He glanced at his watch,. It was already past 8am. He dropped his skateboard, got on it, and rode away down the busy streets of Brunswick.

"Be careful today!" His mother shouted at him through the screen door, but he was to far to hear her warning. Lucas's mom was very suoerstitious woman who believed in witches, ghosts other supernatural creatures. Luca thought all of this happened when his dad left.

Luca pushed back hard as he could with his right foot. He was already late. With all of his focus, he was barely able to dodge pedestrians, seeding cars, and occasionally,...
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Prologue

The sun is just minuten from rising and the night is growing lighter. An alter made entirely of blue marble, jade, and amethyst is illuminated. Two tiny babies lie on top, boven writhing and screaming in discomfort. They are naked, only a few days old and the chill of the stone slowly seeping into their bones will surely kill them. The larger of the two will not stop screaming while her twin just sobs quietly.
Their frail mother stands a few feet away determined to finish what she came here to do but her eyes are bloodshot and red raw from her constant tears. But she is not alone. Her husband...
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posted by juliet98
In the jaar 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied door a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone lost trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It zei that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in...
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Prologue
She never knew she had an uncle until her parents died. It’s strange how- sometimes in life when u lose important people in your life u gain some more.
Her mother and father died in a house fire. No one knew how it started except the one daughter who managed to survive.
But she was in no state to tell. She suffered mild burns but her mind suffered worst of all. She never spoke again.
She was kept in hospital for six months but eventually she was packed off to her uncle Scipio. She was thirteen years old and many zei it was a crime sending a child off to such an evil man as Scipio....
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