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posted by para-scence
I was torn. On one hand, I really liked Foster. But, I wasn't sure if he really liked me back. He completely cut me off at school, but acted like he was totally in love with me when we were alone. It was strange. I could usually read people really well, but Foster left me speechless, and I had no clue what to think.

"Do u whatever u feel is right," Grandma said. That did not help. I had no idea what was "right." And honestly, I wasn't sure there was a right and wrong in this situation. I wasn't so sure about asking Echo. She still hated Foster no matter what.

Echo came over one dag after school. She had a little boy with her, holding her hand. I wasn't expecting it, but it was nice to have her over either way. She smiled shyly.

"Hey," she zei quietly. "Um, can we stay here for a while?"

"Uh, sure." I stepped aside, letting them in. "Is everything ok?" She shrugged. The little boy standing volgende to her pouted, and shrinked into her side.

"Um, this is my little brother, Ace," Echo introduced. I waved at him, but he buried his face in Echo's side.

"Cosette, who is it?" Grandma asked, coming in. "Oh, Echo. It's you! How are you, sweetie?"

"Good, Mrs. Hayner, thank you."

"Is it ok if they stay for a while?" I asked.

"Sure, that's fine," she smiled. She went out front to go read on the porch. Echo and I went and sat in the living room. Ace sat in Echo's lap. It was then, I realized a bruise on her cheek, somewhat in the shape of a hand.

"What happened?" I breathed. She stared at the ground, and shook her head.

"It's fine," she mumbled.

"No, it's not!" I said. "What happened?" Echo just stared at the floor, and refused to speak. Ace looked at her, then me, and back and forth.

"Mommy and Daddy hurt her," he zei shyly. Echo winced. I hugged them both tightly.

"I'm so sorry," I sighed. "You guys can come over whenever u need to. Whenever u want to."

"Thanks," Echo mumbled. I heard the door open, and someone walk in, who didn't sound like Grandma. Foster walked into the living room, and stopped.

"I, uh... Your grandmother let me in..." he zei awkwardly. Echo shifted and hugged Ace close.

"That's ok," I said. "Do u wanna--"

"I can see you're busy," he said. "I'll see u later, Cosette." He turned to leave. I looked back at Echo, and she looked at me with sad eyes.

"Just a sec," I said. I got up and walked after him. He stopped just before he got to the door. "You can stay, y'know. Echo---"

"No thanks," he said. "I'm not... I don't particularly like her," he whispered. I stood there for a second, my mouth hanging open a little.

"Do u even know her?" I asked. He sighed.

"I gotta go, Cosette. I'll see u later." He kissed my cheek before leaving. I stood there for a moment, and then rolled my eyes and went back to the living room where Echo and Ace were still sitting.

"Is everything ok?" Echo asked. I nodded.

"Fine. How're u feeling?" She shrugged.

"Come on," I said. "Let's get some ice for your cheek."

***

Echo and Ace stated for the night. Ace slept on Echo's lap, while she slept on the couch, and I slept on the floor. It wasn't the most comfortable, but at least she was. I felt so bad for her. No one should be afraid to go home.

The volgende day, Echo had to leave a little early to drop Ace off at kindergarten. She zei she'd meet me at school.

When the time came, I left for school. Then like usual, Foster rode up alongside me.

"Hey there," he smiled. I pursed my lips, and waved shyly at him. "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," I grumbled.

"Good," he said. "So what was Echo's problem yesterday?"

"Family issues," I said.

"Gosh," he muttered. "She's such a complainer..." That stopped me.

"Don't u dare talk about her like that," I snapped.

"Oh, come on," he said, rolling his eyes. "Let's not fight about this now--"

"Why? It's not like we're going to argue at school of anything..." I said, getting meer frustrated with every word. I couldn't even look at him. I shouted at the sidewalk.

"Cosette, you're being ridiculous," he said. I folded my arms. "Just... Just leave me alone until u stop acting so stupid." He rolled his eyes and muttered "bitch" as he rode away. I clenched my hands into fists.

***

I told Echo what happened. She was not happy at all.

"I'm gonna kick his ass!" she said, standing up. At first, I didn't think she'd really do anything. She got halfway down the hall, when I realized she was serious. I ran after her, and dragged her back.

"Liste--" I grabbed her hands, and then realized she had something in it. I opened it up, to see a rock. "Why do u have a rock?! Where'd u get it?!" I asked, incredulous. She examined it in her hands and shrugged.

"I found it on the way to school. I thought it was pretty... I figured I could use it to beat Foster in the head... It's still be pretty, even with some blood on it, I guess." She spoke so casually. My eyes widened, and I slowly took the rock from her.

"I'm gonna hold onto this for you..." I zei slowly. She sighed.

"Fine..." she grumbled. I raised an eyebrow. She looked back up at me. "What? At least u can't say I'm not there for you." I thought for a quick moment and shrugged.

"I guess." She hugged me, and I hugged her back.

"I've got your back, Cosette." I laughed.
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posted by Elizabeth90luv
In this life everyone is thankful for something. And the most miserable, the most pessimistic and the most unlucky person in the world, in some point of his life will feel grateful for something. It might be the simplest thing that others take it for granted, but it might joy to him. And now, on the “Thanks giving” dag we should think about all those things that we are grateful for, and see how we can become better. That’s how we can make the world around us better.

Personally, I am thankful that I live in this democratic country, where no wars take place and we all have the freedom of...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Tobias Kellerman
Basics: Age 17, Born April 23, 1968. Lives in Berlin, Germany
Brown hair, blue gray eyes.

What is your happiest memory?
My happiest memory was when we moved to Friedrichshain. My dad got a promotion and we had to move. That is when I met Ivonne. We grew up together and we have really been best friends.

What don’t u want anyone to find out about you?
I would do just about anything to get Daniela to be my girlfriend. We've been dating but I want a meer committed relationship with her. That is kind of scary since her father is head of the local Stasi.

What is the best part of your...
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posted by AshleyA-Brizzle
I sit alone,
alone in the dark.
no place to run,
no place to hide.

he is coming after me,
he is looking everywhere.
he wont stop until he finds me,
until he is here

he tells me that im ugly,
that im unwanted here.
he will try everything to hurt me
to see me cry

he loves to watch the tears run down my face
to me there is no greater pain....

he has found me.
what can i do?
were can i run?
were can i hide?
were can i escape this pain inside?

i am afraid,
not of him, but of his words
he cuss's and swears at me.
what can i do?
how did i anger him?

He swears at me still
and yet i still cry.
he sees the tears,
he wipes them...
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posted by rebaj2010
Preface
Three boys, one girl. None of them are fighting fare and they will do whatever it takes to get her. u my be wondering why she is so special, but to answer that vraag u have to venture into these boys heads...


Chapter 1
Mika

"Oh no, my new tanktop" Heather wined door my side. She was so annoying, but so hot.
"Shut up, Heather" I zei getting up from the lunch tafel, tabel where hr had dropped pizza sause on her roze tank.
As I walked across the lunch room, ducking to avoid fling carrots, I glanced to my left. I caught Kate out of the corner of my eye. I paused and backed up a step. She...
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posted by zanhar1
Really old thing I dug up. Because I was reminded of it.

Elise stood before two paths. Upland trail, read the sign, rickety and made of moss eaten and decaying wood. And Downback Thickets, indicated its sister sign.
What a lonely, bleak place, Elise pondered. She looked skyward. The surrounding trees were rather intrusive, blocking her view of the foggy-quartz sky.
She nudged at a rock with her big toe.
Her big toe?!
“Where are my shoes?” She muttered aloud. When had she lost them? How hadn’t she noticed the mud squishing between her toes? She looked over the ground.
No sign of her Uggs anywhere....
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posted by para-scence
Inspired door the song, "Circle" door Flyleaf. :)

"His hart-, hart ripped out to toon me he loved me, but I wouldn't believe him. He did all that he could, I still would not believe him!"




I sat on the school bench, my head in my hands. The whole world was spinning, and I couldn't keep my balance. My hart-, hart was encased in a thick glass of guilt. Nothing I could ever do would change this...

He had told me he loved me.

But he was my best friend; he couldn't feel that way about me. It just wasn't meant to be...

So I'd pushed it off. I'd laughed, and joked around with him about it. He seemed to go along with...
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posted by edwardsca
    It was a cold winter morning. The wind was a cold, snel, swift breeze. I was upstairs in my room turning page door page reading.I went down to eat my warm, golden biscuits on the old cracked wooden table. I went to go get the bucket and some water to wash up, the bucket was broken and the water was freezing cold like the rough winter nights. After my refreshing bath I went to go get dressed, I put on my overhemd, shirt which was red as my own dear mother's kers-, cherry sweet lips. I zipped up my rok it was black like the midnight sky, and buckled my black shoes. I was walking down the dirt...
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Well,he walked up to me and he asked me if I wanted to dance.
He looked kind of nice so I zei I might take a chance.
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me home pagina that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me.

Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was meer than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered " I love you"
And he zei that he loved me too
And then he kissed me.
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before,
he kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more.

I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the love that I had
And one dag he took me home pagina to meet his mum and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right door his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me.
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The only sound that could be heard in the large hospital of Melbourne was the continuous beeps from the room in which Jamie's daughter lay.

The white walls and the bright yellow lights were too much for Jamie too take and the vraag which he dreaded to ask himself filled his head. First of all why is my precious Stephanie in here? Nothings wrong with her she stayed at Ashley's all weekend. What could have happened? and secondly why hasn't that receptionist stopped staring at me. She hasn't looked away since i sat down.
Jamie looked down at his watch, it was eight in the morning. He had been...
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posted by Cutebutcrazy--
My name is Gennive Mason.
I am 13 years old.
And oh yeah. I'm the last vampirehunter alive.
You pobally think it's so cool. " Oh yeah she's the last vampire hunter alve. u must be everyones hero." Wrong. No one and I repeat no one can know about me of vampires of warer wolves of shape- shifters of witches. u see it goes against code. The sacred code of all night creatures even I have to fallow it of I'm dead. door law it says if a vampire hunter tells anyone about the night creatuures they send some one then it's bye-bye hunter. Lovley isn't it. I find it kinda ironic. My job is to find and...
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