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posted by InvadaMiz
The door slowly creaked open, and out came Snowbell, the twins' snow white kitten.The twins sighed, Miyu picked Snowbell up, while Nakku closed and locked the creaky door.There were huge thumping noises coming from upstairs, getting closer to the door.Nakku quickly pulled Miyu back into the safety of the kitchen, their mother's skin was pale, and she had the most terrified look in her widened eyes.
Nakku and Miyu started explaining what had happened when they were in the attic.
"That means she caught up with me then."Their mother said, everyone else had fled to their rooms when the thumping had started.
"Who's 'she'?!"The twins quickly questioned.
"She is a demon that haunted me as a little girl, but, they got rid of the wretched thing... at least I thought they did."Their mother said, her skin growing paler.They twins looked at each other, fear clearly in their eyes.They shuddered, Miyu set Snowbell down and she ran off through the doggie door.
"Do u know her name mother?"Nakku asked, his eyes wide.
"Kimi.Her name is Kimi."Their mother said, looking down.Miyu looked up, a red substance leaking onto the floor.
"Um, mother?!"Miyu said, her voice clearly worried, their mother looked up to where Miyu was pointing... it was blood.
The Best dag Of My Life (1 of Them)

I was at my uncle's house, waiting for my mom to come back. She was picking up my siblings from school. I was 4 yours old at the time. I was in my uncle's bedroom, as usual. And I was talking to him, as usual.

"Will, who's stuffed animals are on the bed?" I asked curiously. Of course that was a stupid question, but remember I was just a little girl. And I wasn't the brightest one eithier. My uncle spun around in his spinning chair and looked at me. "Mine. Why?" he had the nerve to ask. My uncle was the type of man that would give u the world if he could....
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This is a persuasive essay I had to write for my English class, I geplaatst a forum asking for opinions on addressing the reader. I know it's a dangerous thing to do, but I thought it would be okay to do here. Opinions are great, I would love to here anything u have to say. Also, if I made any mistakes (i.e. spelling, grammar, puncuation) please point them out so I can fix them, thanks:D



Do u remember that feeling you'd get on the last dag of school? Remember how excited you'd be to finally get to do those summer things like ride bikes with your friends, stay up all night planning pranks, and...
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 Multi-Verse Allie
Multi-Verse Allie
Summary: Allie Jonas life is miserable.
She live with only one parent. Her mother is always sick.
Her father is doing who knows what.
What happens when an angel appears and gives her seconde chance in life.
A chance to have both parents and be happy.
But there's only one little flaw in having the perfect life.
She knows the future. Is it a gift of a curse?
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"Allison Margret, get up. We're going to be late," Renee Jonas zei from the kitchen.

Fifteen minuten later, a seventeen jaar old girl walked into the kitchen, wear a short sleeve t-shirt, hoodie, blue jeans,...
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posted by axemnas
Role playing of Rping as most of the community calls it. Almost everyone's done it one way of another whether they realize it of not. Remember those days when you'd pretend u were a movie character of a prince/princess of a pirate of whatever. u were role playing in a since. Now days when u hear the word role playing u probably think things like War Craft, ster Craft, Nights and Dragons, Toontown, etc..
Something you've probably never figured however, is rping in relation to writing. Writing, that's all rping basically is. It's just writing a collaborative story from different points...
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Chapter 1
The miracle
It was over I only wanted my father and I could no longer have him. Yet again he was seduced door some girl. I never got what she met my “she was taking him away from me.” But I knew it met that I was going to be alone. Once again. That is a truth I could not handle I’ve been alone most of my life I didn’t want to be anymore. I just got my father back and no he is leaving me for some broad. I didn’t want to face the facts so I jumped of the roof of my house. The pain was excruciating but only lasted for a second. I sure thought I was dead when I open my eyes and...
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posted by rory2011
chapter (2)

john and carrie went to the museum ,they tried to find anything that give them some information about room 780 but sadly they didn't find much
the keeper saw them ,he know that something bad happened to them
the keeper call them "hey ,you", john and carrie "you meant us "
the keeper "yea ,follow me"
john and carrie followed the keeper they have no idea where they're going
the keeper entered carrie and john to his room
john asked "what u want from us?"
the keeper "your friend died? "
carrie" how did u know that?"
the keeper "oh come on this museum is suck no one visiting it ,and you...
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posted by Insight357
I hate you

But I just can’t seem to break you

Do I want u here?

Do I want u gone?



Everyone says your such a tease

But not to me

Are u real?

Are u fake?



Do I need to be

With this drama queen

u spout lies

No truth to be found



Why am I still

Trying to see the good in you?

Is it worth it?

Should I listen to them?



They tell me to go

Before I’m a victim

Of u mighty undoing

I won’t fall



I’ve made a promise

Can I keep it?

Will I leave?

Will I remain?



Promises

Sins

They all appear

The same



Lies

Sentences

Preach the

Difference



I’m listening to you

I can’t break you

I’m falling now

No one to catch me



Do I leave now

That I’ve fallen

Are u worth my time?

Am I worth this pain?



God, help me choose

For this is not my decision

Any longer

I’ve put my faith in my despair



Now toon me the answer

Tell me what to do

Do I stay

of do I leave you?
posted by para-scence
"Alessandra, u have two minuten to get down here!" Dad shouted from downstairs. I quickly pulled on my ratty old converse, not bothering to tie them. I ran downstairs, probably just making it to the two minuut mark. Dad folded his arms, probably upset that I'd made it in time.

"You're going to be late," he said. "You'd better get your ezel out of here." I grabbed my bag off the chair, and grabbed a candy bar from the pantry. Just as I got out the door, he grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanking it back. I yelped as my head jerked backwards, and I fell back into the house.

"Go say goodbye to your...
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posted by ambers1999
Ring, ring. “Hello”? ”Hannah I need u to come to my lab today”! “Doc”? but I thought”
…” I know, I’ve been working on something and I need your help”. “OK nice to talk to u again…bye”. In excitement I jumped out of my chair and put my best clothes on. Wondering what Doc was up to? I haven’t seen him in over a year, now that it’s the summer I finally have something to do. I raced down to Doc’s lab. The door creaked as I opened then I knew I was at the right place! “Hello” I zei softly, “anyone here”? “Ah here u are I haven’t seen u in awhile...
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Of course, unlucky as she was, Lara Binks, reporter for the "Sunnydale News, got caught in a rainstorm.
And, since getting stuck in a rainstorm wasn't bad enough, it also happened when she was stuck on a rather revolting public bus, which had lint and dead bugs littering the stained carpet and torn chairs.
If that wasn't bad enough, she and the odd-looking passengers were travelling across a dirt road in the middle of nowhere.
Worse yet, Lara had to get a story into the office in three days, and there was no longer any way this was possible, since the bus driver had announced they were stopping...
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chapter 3
the party

the klok, bell chimed and we all lead out of the hall, me and becca linked arms as we walked down and i thought to myself after the first day, i had some vrienden i was on the cheerleading team,and i had a party to go to tonight. i was acturally really exsited.
i didn't realise how much i was thinking and how much time passed, until i ralised that becca was now talking to tom liam and danny were play fighting and jake was looking down.
"whats up?" i asked quietly just incase.
"i was just thinking " i kept silent to give him time to tell me if he wanted to "i never believed in something...
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posted by serenacullen93
My world changed the dag my mom died as I’m in my fathers plane of our company plane that he owns. I remember the dag I was in the waiting room that the wreak had killed her . I remember stand on the cliff overlooking the ocean hoping that I would wake up to fide that it had all been a dream.
The metal had not cut though my mother flesh that her blood was not stain of the road. It was my fault I had been the one that had been at the party I should not have.     
    I pulled my headphones out of my ears as the plane touch down my father was standing...
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As Marley was at home, he was doing research about vampires but still nothing about vampires losing their short term memory loss ability. It is hard to get facts about vampires without running into a movie, T.V series of book. “What’s this?” zei Marley. “Vampires from the Hunters Eyes”. As Marley looked through the website a lot of the facts were true like the side effects, half-bloods and pure-bloods. Then he saw just what he was looking for, as he read he understood. “Half-bloods are hated throughout the line of pure-bloods but are used as slaves of grunts. Those who are bitten...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
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Another dag at another life, I thought to myself as I walked home. I won’t go all emo about it and tell u my life sucks, because to u it would most likely be heaven. My family is rich, I am in the populair group every girl in my school is obsessed with my brother. Everything about me is picture perfect, my looks. I have wavy blonde hair to die for; my eyes were very light green almost yellow. I was slender I had always been. And to top, boven it all I have a jock boyfriend, I know how cliché. I let out a deep sigh once I looked at the clock, it was nearly...
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posted by Insight357
I stood at his grave. The people had finally cleared out. Now it was only me and him. I bit my lip, there would be no meer tears. He didn’t want that. I sat down, and went into the depths of my mind.

I still remember the last kiss we shared. We had been in the forest on the far side of town. He pinned me against a tree, and crashed his lips to mine. Our lips moved so perfectly together. My tongue flicked out and ran along his bottom lip. His mouth dropped open and I eagerly entered.

He had been the dominate one in the relationship, no vraag about it. But sometimes, he liked to see me take...
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Some people weren't meant to be born. Some families are not to be made That's why there are hunters. Hunters take care of this problem

Alex Grazer walked down the dark wet hallway with his arms full of wood for his family. His hair against his neck was standing up because of fear and the freezing temperature. Little did he know what was behind him would hurt his life forever.
Alex stopped walking and looked around on all sides of the hallway. He had his knockout spray door his flashlight at home pagina so if anybody attacked he would be doomed. In a single snel, swift motion of somethings arm Alex hit the...
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posted by avatarluver990
"Olga Wilson." called my 8th grade history teacher, Mr. Franklin.
I looked up at him dazed. I know this may sound weird, but I've always admired how he looked like. Chocolate tanned skin with short curly black hair and honey-brown eyes. He always dresses up like those people in old 1990s educational videos. But either way, I always thought he was beautiful. If he was the same age as me, I'd datum him. But he's on his 30s and he's married and has 2 teenage sons. So he's out of my list.
"Ms. Wilson." he called me once meer with his soothing voice. "Daydreaming again?"
"I guess." I sighed.
Everyone...
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