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posted by rory2011
David's health getting worse and worse after all these problems ,he can't understand anything happen around him ,he's screaming with Paul's name
it was very hard on Kat to see all that happening and she can't do anything ,this is the seconde time she feel of herself weak and pointless ,the only thing she can do is making her father's pain less with the tranquilizer

another hard thing for Kat is making money , her brothers won't help her anymore and her father is very ill ,she had to work in the hospice as a cleaner, she doesn't get much salary ,but she can buy cheap food for her father and...
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30 hours. That's how long I had to live. The doctors had warned me that this dag would come about 3 years ago. But I didn't believe them. They've zei it before, several times in the last 3 months, and yet it never did happen. But this time, everything was real. Reality had fianlly hit me. I was going to die. That was it. That was the last time I would ever doubt myself again. People surrounded the outside of my hospital room. But no, not my dad. He could care less. I'm only 17, geez Dad. The least u could have done was call me of send me an emai of something. But I didn't know until last...
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posted by hgfan5602
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.

Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.

One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway

Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
posted by alicia386
Chapter 2 – Southern Belle Rule #14: Never Drink Alcohol
Jazmyn Langston stood in front of her mirror feeling defeated. Her auburn hair was braided to the side, but there were still loose strands. She wore ripped, faded skinny jeans and a tight fitting Paramore t-shirt that barely fit over her belly button with black combat boots. Nothing in her closet made her look as if she belonged. The afbeeldingen of the beautiful girl across the straat made her grit her teeth and change her outfit for the third time.
The girl across the straat wasn’t the only reason why she thought she didn’t belong in...
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Note: to those who are reading this and like it, I will take requests, as long as:
1) It doesn't interfere with what I've already written
2) It doesn't create a new character

Sometimes I hate school so frigging much. Actually, I wouldn’t mind it so much, except for no one really likes me. See, I’m real social. So when the only people I have to talk to is a budding juvenile delinquent, a geek with freckles and braces, a hyper redheaded girl, and a sarcastic blond (Quin can get really sarcastic sometimes), u can understand why I feel like that.
    Don’t get me wrong....
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Thirteen: Eat Them Before They Eat You

      It was early the volgende morning when I woke up. The night before seemed like a dream to me. I expected to find myself in the school dorm of in a hotel because dad and I had to stop before we go continue the mission. Then I realized that I was actually stuck in headquarters with Darrell, Courtney, and Raven. Raven was up and walking to do. She still wouldn't talk but she was walking. Darrell was still sleeping along with Courtney. The realization of finding myself in this position made it increasingly hard to fall back to sleep.
      Raven...
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posted by alicia386
Crime

Chapter 5: Who zei I Wanted to be Apart of This

      Two days later, Marco kept his promise to Jason. He zei he wouldn't say a word to the girls. He wouldn't mention anything about Sammy of D.B.E. He never zei he wouldn't let them figure it out. It was hard on him to see Faye so clueless about the real world. If he didn't help her now, who knows what would happen to her and her friends.
      Simone's plan worked perfectly. Part one was to make Mr. Stone have a stomach ache. It was gross to hear when he was in the bathroom and then it was awful to smell once he came out. Then his...
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I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.

I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces door pieces.

The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself

Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.

I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Trudging along behind his group, Talow scuffed his worn boots against the packed trail leading away from his home. He had been gegeven a uniform, a flame gun and a sharp looking sword of his own; including a brief crash test on how to use them. He was at the back of the line, followed only door the line of prisoners taken captive door the troops.
“I am so sorry, I didn't expect them to do that.” Talow zei to one man at the front of the captive line. He was referring to earlier in the dag when the prisoners had asked to stop and rest, they had been greeted with the captain of the troop ordering...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
The first rays of sun beat down on the scarred land, baking and scorching the already dry soil. Small clumps of crops grew here and there where there was enough to hold onto. From the small village, a scrawny rooster could be heard announcing the morning as people left the shelter of their huts, thanking whoever had let them survive another night.

Talow was like any other fifteen jaar old that was still alive and not recruited. He worked on the farm, if u could call it that, picking the weeds and making sure the village would have food. Shoving himself off the thin blankets, Talow got ready...
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posted by alicia386
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This is a modern dag remake of the classic Cinderella. I hope u guys like it.

Chapter One - Being Average

I thought today was going to be a cloudy, grey day. It would match my mood, but, as usual, it was sunny and blue. For one day, can it not be so perfect and beautiful. I am positive that the weather truly despises me. Everyone despises me.

Except for my best friend, Carlie. She must be the only one besides my mom who loves me and cares for me. She has been with me since I moved out here in Georgia. She must be the only one who can imagine what I'm going through. We both lost our mothers....
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posted by MissCarolyn143
Hey Guys!
I'm glad that u readers enjoyed the first chapter and/or part now here's the seconde one!
And again I'm telling u this please commentaar if u liked it of if
you found something wrong with it cause I really wanna improve my writing!
I also tried to make it longer than the first one which I wrote in while I was in a hurry.
Carolyn

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Part Two:
Autumn stood there in the dark entrance hall,her hart-, hart pounding against her ribcage like a hammer on cloth, "Hello?" she called but there was no response instead the lights...
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After Tiffany finished her story and all the others had, besides James. He sat there. Silently. "I'm sorry." he whispered, Angus put his hand on James' shoulder "It's not your fault, he chose to go, u couldn't have stopped it even if u were there, he wouldn't have let you." he said. James didnt reply. He just stared up at his brother and finally he couldn't hold back the tears, Angus was right, which only made James feel worse. He thought about all the times he had been, well not the 'best' brother in the world yo Kyle. But Kyle was still there for him, even if he wasn't there for Kyle....
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I peaked though the crack and saw nothing but blackness. Carefully I lifted the led and managed to slide it sideways I stood up. I swung my legs over the edge and hopped down. Ok Alex now all I have to do is find out where I am sneak out without the nut job that kid napped me knowing. I started to walk off when I thought about the create. When they see it open they will know I escaped. I quickly ran back and slide the led shut. Hopefully they won’t notice me gone and I will have meer time. With the led perfectly back on the way it was. I started to walk away again when I heard voices. Are...
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A/N: hallo everyone, it's me again...sort of. Anyways, this will be a series of short stories...or shorter than short stories based on word prompts. So I'll post three in each part. And they'll be maybe around five of six parts based upon user feedback :) Now I'm using several word prompts courtesy of Dhampires, hgfan5642 and several others :) I hope all of u enjoy this.

A Stranger's Musings: A Collection of Drabbles

Prompt 1: Hate

When I see her with him, my blood boils. My mind is being supplied several mental afbeeldingen of her painful demise.

I hate her, despise her, loathe her with...
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posted by flabaloobalah
Genre: Realistic Fiction, Drama/Romance

There was this one summer I spent with my cousins, back when I was fourteen. My little sister, Claire, went to their house with me.
That first day, when we jumped out of the van, we were stunned. The house was this glorious, leaning, peeling, giant home pagina on a winding dirt road. The paint was a soft baby blue, something that reminded me of rocking horses and winter nights. Our Auntie Leila stepped onto the rickety porch and waved and smiled. Cautiously, Claire and I waved and smiled back. Uncle Jeb came to give us hugs. We returned the hugs without complaining....
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Talow stood reading the task he had been given. It had come from the general of the battalions and recruiting so he couldn't object. He read the scrawled out message again:

Task #1: Thursday, August 3 ****
Recruit 003579-Dains

You are to meld to the prison-holds this afternoon for your task of executing the captured victims from the villages of Dains and of the Bellator boy captured one dag after. Failure to comply will result in serious penalty including but not restricted to:
Demotion
Reassigned
Imprisoned
Death

Talow swallowed as he pushed open the large doors, behind were the prison-holds. The...
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posted by Problematic129
~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 26
    Here my roar!
    I couldn’t stop gushing over the fact that Ryler kissed me! He kissed me! Best dag ever! And I just couldn’t wait for our date, and Ryler wouldn’t be telling me anything, but it was pretty clear Adam knew. He’d always give me this secret smile, and wink.
    I wonder if I was obvious with my crush with Ryler, of if Ryler told Adam from the beginning, of just told him. All in all, I’m relieved there’s no ‘touch my sister and die’, everything seems normal....
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posted by Problematic129
Part 9!!!Wow, I made it all the way here, thanks for viewing and commenting! Anyways I do hope u enjoyed the song I wrote, and thank u for reading it. I don't have a song for this one however I do have a song lijst I'm going to give u guys which is down there |, there really inspiring and good, hope u think so. But first I have to say that I don't own none of these pics, nada, zilch, they all go to the rightful owners. I hope this inspires you, as it did me. Sorry no song today, but I was thinking of giving u guys a song lijst so u can check them out. Sounds nice? Enjoy!
posted by 1999jacko
Alli was picke up and driven to hospital straight away blood still gushing from her face and arms, the tears mixed in with blood making her wounds stung even more. Then after a few hours of stitches, antibiotics bein pumped into her wounds andalusia tr blood being cleaned and scrubbed off her body, she finally lay in bed with no one around to comfort her but the silly nurses who try and cheer her up a bit but failing miserably. All of Alli's wounds were stinging and aching to the point where she could hardly verplaats to reach her IPad, she slowly gave up and decided to just lay there and wait for...
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