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posted by Abyssail
A shapeless void. Interrupted only door the occasional shooting star. Every now and then u can see colour flare into existence but as soon as u notice it, it vanishes and the void returns. Sparks. Vessels. Charges and Impulses. Back and forth and back and forth across the void. Basic, baseless functions repeated to death and beyond. The system is all they know, all they're aware of. Incapable of comprehending the couture of convalescence conveyed about their crafted construction. Barricades exist, of course. Occasionally one of the roads will shut down and the vessels will be stuck in a “traffic jam” of the metaphysical sense. But, amazingly, some manage to find a way around it. Darting across the pathways and between the roads they find their own way. Individuals. Ghosts trying to find their way out of the machine. Yet, while they aren't committing any malicious acts against the system, they are still going against all the fundamentals of the bureaucratic convention. So rather then be commended for their ability to adapt, they are hunted down and forcefully, unemotionally and unfairly removed from the system.
How did this happen? To allow these childishly xenophobic disputes to occur amongst something we created borders on insanity. It's a paradox, what has been achieved. Destruction in the so-called “perfect” community. The destruction of something, that door our own close-minded definition, does not officially “exist”. Though, perhaps this habit seeped in from the outside. Where hostility perpetuates, honour and dignity stagnate and corruption masticates it's glinting maw.
However, the one attribute that didn't make it over was the obvious, necessary one. Survival. Normally, when a subject in a community is isolated for being different, they adapt and learn to survive in the new environment. These adaptations that are gained provide the essential tools to improving the new and old environments. Could it be that these Ghosts are simply trying to assist us? Cause us to look at ourselves and try to improve? of will they continue to be martyrs to an unknown cause?
Perhaps we should vraag which system we belong to. Because the fact that we pray for the souls of the dead may be void if the dead are already praying for ours.
posted by grissomsgirl
Please read Parts 1&2 of this won't make any sense.
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All CSI characters owned door CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!

I have no idea what went on after I met the rest of my family but I understood some of it, something about going home pagina a week off and Stevie, Daddy does not look too well so I asked him who Stevie is whilst I sat on Grampa Jim’s lap “Gilbert, Stevie is my tarantula and he lives in a tank in my office” zei Daddy “what’s a tarantula Daddy?” Daddy...
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WELL IM A BIT STUCK ON THIS ONE , BUT ILL GIVE IT A GO, SORRY IF IT SUCKS...........................


I Quickly got changed and ran down the stairs, I paused at the door to shout to Mike, "im just going out i'll be back before it's too late," and ran out the door before he could reply. I wasn't sure where I was going, all Stephan zei was that I was to head towards school. So thats what i was going, heading to school. I was on the egde of the old wickory bridge, when i saw them. A group of five boys standing tall, and weary. As i approached they signalled for me to pull over. I stepped out the...
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posted by bri-marie
Warning: Abuse
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Picking up a stick, I struck it across old Emily Simpson’s white picket fence. The noise was sharp and loud and would most likely be heard. Smirking, I kept walking, trailing the stick along behind me. A low growl sounded and I turned my head. Sure enough, a huge, brown and white mutt crawled out of the dog house, bearing his teeth and snarling. I tossed the stick to my left, away from the fence, and turned away into the street.

The weather was nice – warm and sunny, with just...
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posted by HarryPLover
"Ms.Love!"
I banged my head against the bureau when my science teacher, Mr.Underwood woke me up from my sleep with his slave owner voice.
"Do u care to kom bij us?" I personally didn't really feel like it but then again I wasn't in the mood to argue.
"Sure." I yawned. He went on teaching his boring lesson on frogs. As if we need to know about frogs. What career requires u to have frog knowledge as one of your skills?
The klok, bell rang louder and longer than usual. Lucky for me that was my last period.
Usually Matt is waiting door the car door the time I come out door this time he wasn't there. His car was...
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posted by NoahxCourtney77
It's Funny, I Use To Be Popular. At First Some People Loved Me And Others Hated Me. Now Everyone Hates Me. Even My Old Best Friends. u See, I Always Found A Flaw In Everyone And Used It To Hurt Them. Not Physicly Hurt. I Made Them Feel Horrible About Them Selves. I Was The Reason u Cried On The Way Home. The Reason u Fake Sicked. Of Course Karma Came And Hit Me Like A Ton Of Bricks. I Try Hard To Be Nice, But No One At School Pays Attention To Me. Except Teachers. I Even Tried Sitting With My Old Friends.
"Hey, Guys!" I Said
"What Are u Doing Here?" zei Lexi Illing
"I Just Wanted To Sit With You."
"Well, Their's No Room"
"Yeah, Right There." I zei Pointing To The Empty Chair At The End.
"Well," zei Victoria Khan Placing Her boeken On The Seat. "Now It's Taken."
Everyone Laughed. Except Me Of Course. I Just Walked Away. Wishing, I Had Never Been So Cruel.
posted by HarryPLover
We were walking through the mall almost about maybe, 20 feet from the door. He hadn't zei a word to me since the whole Jose thing half an uur ago. Matthew was purposely walking behind me, though only a few feet away, still I wanted him at my side. I stopped and looked back at him. He was stopped his walk with his head down. I walked over to the side of him. I reached for his hand that was poking out if his pocket. Then he did the most crazy thing I think Ive ever seen. He actually stepped back so i wouldn't touch him. He seemed to think it was funny, of maybe it was my startled face that...
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posted by HarryPLover
 Those words pierced me like thorns on a rose.
Those words pierced me like thorns on a rose.
"Happy Anniversary." His smile was absolutely priceless. I had to laugh just a little at his nervous grin. I knew the that it had been a maand since we had gotten together but I don't think he exactly remembers whether that dag was today....or yesterday. I wanted to make me sweat it out. But he was right, it was today. I gotta admit that I was kinda surprised that he even remembered.
"Aww, u remembered." I saw the nervous grin turn to relief. He earned a kiss.
"Of, course I remembered." I still wanted to make him sweat though. I couldn't resist.
"What happened to the whole " I don't remember...
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posted by jacob_lover5253
*New character! Kayla Known as Karleigh's cousin*

I turned around and saw Nick waving from outfront. Oh, okay. I grabbed two water bottles, one for me and one for Nick. I picked up my phone to take with me.

(Kayla-underlined karleigh- italics)

so wen u getting here?

Uh...not for another uur of so y?

bcuz i was gonna play frisbee with Bri Nick nd others

UGH! Nick! I h8 him!

I don't get it y? y do u h8 him?

cause he pulled my hair in the pool!

I thought we cleared this up...he thought u were his annoying loser sister, Leigha!

ugh! his sister is too cute to h8 nd just cause u like nick...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
While she slept I caressed her satin cheek. Connor stares down at her with love and I lean my head back on his chest. One night in May Damon calls me shouting into the phone. “ Keaira Callie’s pregnant with a baby girl with blonde hair and green eyes.” “ That’s great Damon.” “ Yea we have already decided on the name Avril u know after the singer kinda but I live the name too it sounds like a flower.” I smile even though he can’t see it. He then tells me to put Dawn on the phone and he tells her that she’s gonna have a cousin. She says she is happy and then says “ Is...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
I pull on my Rocking Paris overhemd, shirt and Jeans. I then pull my dirty blonde hair into a pony tail and then brush my teeth and then wait in the car till Gabriel comes. When Gabriel does come out I see he is wearing his green vest that brings out his eyes. Gabriel sits in the passenger zitplaats, stoel of the mustang and lounges there. I look at the radio and groan its 7:15 and we have to be at school at 7:45. “Where’s Kaden” I ask? “I don’t know he’s probably fixing his hair again.” I snicker and then turn the key and start to drive down the street. “He can drive the roze corvette.” I and...
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datum Night *sequel to Prom Night*
By: fatchick and moolah
Chapter One: the night of my life
Anne was sitting at the keuken-, keuken tafel, tabel when Jordon came in with Lucy and the twins, Mia and Joey crawling behind. Anne said, “What’s up?” Jordon didn’t answer. He looked mad at Anne. Anne sighed. “Jordon-talk to me.” She begged. He rolled his eyes and went upstairs. Anne got her cell phone and called Hannah. “Hannah, its Anne. Call me back. Thanks.” She left a message. Then she called Haley, “Hey.” Haley said. “What’s wrong?” “Jordon stopped talking to me.” She said. “Oh,...
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posted by CullenProperty
He made me stay in the car while he checked us into the room. I had barely noticed that he carried in two packs of bier with us. We started off just watching televisie and sucking on a beer. Then soon enough he had too many drinks and he started kissing my face. The bad thing is, is that I let him and I kissed him back. He touched me to, but again, I let him and then he pulled my overhemd, shirt off. I didn't mind it much until then and that's when I knew that this wasn't the best choice I'd ever made. The smell of his breath penetrated my neck and filtered in through my nose, making my stomach wrench....
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posted by jacob_lover5253
After Nick cheered me up I decided to go home. "I'm gonna head home. I'll text u when i'm coming back out. I have to eat dinner." He frowned. "Alright i'll be waiting." I laughed. "Bye." I walked my bike back to my trailer. My friend Briana came running up to me.

"So, I have a question?" I looked at her. "Alright ask away." She smiled a little and let out a little laugh. "Who do u like?" I stopped walking all together. She asks me now? "Uh, come to my trailer with me and i'll tell you." I zei walking again. I walked inside with her following me. Cocoa, my puppy, jumped up on Briana, "Alright...
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posted by dexisawesome
A lesson learned

Once upon a time in the small town of Eighdensburgh there were 6 small children. 5 of the children loved to play all dag and sleep all night. The sixth one did not like what the other kids liked, he liked chemistry and science plus a little bit of paranormal things. One dag the first child, that was a girl, came up and asked the sixth child if he wanted to play. He said” No, of course not! Why would I want to spend all my time prancing around like a fool!”. the first child then said” What’s your problem, u got something against us!”. then the first child ran off...
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posted by AliceKinsley
“Lev, u left your book on the table.” Boris rushed over to me, handing me my English textbook. I grabbed it reluctantly, sighing. I meant to leave it there. English isn’t my strongest subject. of Language.
“No, I meant to leave book there.” I replied, rolling my eyes and shoving the textbook into my satchel. Boris chuckled and patted my shoulder. America was such a strange country. The language was hard, the people were different, and the weather was unpredictable. At least in Russia u could understand what the people were saying, and when it was going to snow of shine. “Why...
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posted by Funnygirl77
 learing to let go is like jumping out of an airplan with no para shoot
learing to let go is like jumping out of an airplan with no para shoot
8:00 am Saturday
I woke up, I felt way better then I had in years. I love the ending of my dream, I could still fill the warmth of Alec's arms. I smiled to myself as I made Breakfast for Aunt Maggie and me. I made pancakes, Bacon, and eggs, Aunt Maggie walked down stairs and smiled at me. "what's gotten in to you?" I smiled, thinking of what Alec said. Aunt Maggie looked at me, and zei "alright who's the boy?"

I pretended like I was offended, "boy, what boy?" Aunt Maggie laughed, "do I get to meet him?" I smiled, "You may? it depends." I stopped talking then, When I'm with Alec I fill so alive,...
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posted by juicyjossy9
Did God Create Evil?

The universiteit professor challenged his students with this question:

"Did God create everything that exists?"

A student bravely replied, "Yes, he did!"

"God created everything?" The professor asked.

"Yes sir", the student replied.

The professor answered, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principal that our works define who we are, then God is evil".

The student became quiet before such an answer.
The professor, quite pleased with himself, boasted to the students that he had proven once meer that the Christian faith was a...
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posted by Marcus_Ghent
Rahar and the Three Bandits
(aside the three bandits bit. I originally intended this to be a longer, full story but I sorta like it as just a lil moral short /shrug)

Rahar seemed a plain fellow but should u ask his vrienden they would all tell u he had the makings of greatness, that he was designed to fullfill integral roles in important events. Indeed there was nothing obviously special about him...unless he chose to toon you. He wore his black hair long, down past his shoulders to about mid-back. Many loose-fitting rings adorned his calloused hands, though usually these had the impresion...
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John Muir Middle School

Alexa Lightman: a girl with braces who wants to make a difference. Age 11
Deandra Cody: a formerly chubby Hispanic girl who loves drawing. Age 12
Katie Eckert: a pigtailed basketbal player who wants to be ster forward. Age 12
Emma Walsh: a young brunette girl who plays soccer to win. Age 13
Colleen Tepper: a blonde girl who strives to be a champion figure skater. Age 13
Hannah Slater: a girl with curly brown hair who is a violin prodigy. Age 14
Brooke Paxton: a Hispanic girl who play guitar. Age 11
Brigit Banks: a bun wearing blonde Irish dancer who is very serious and competitive....
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posted by breebree446
 Although JP doesn't really describe his characters that much, he gives enough about Iggy to know he's blind, a pyro, and has aardbei blonde hair!
Although JP doesn't really describe his characters that much, he gives enough about Iggy to know he's blind, a pyro, and has strawberry blonde hair!
So, we have the plot line and idea prepared. But what about the thing that makes it all come to life? The characters. This is a little artikel on character development.

Appearence!

u know the old saying, "Appearence is everything."? Well, it's not! But it IS important when writing. As u go along, think about what your character looks like. What's thier hair color? What kind of body type do they have. What's thier eye color. I'll admit i'm not a big fan of the "Hi. My name is _____ I have brown hair and blue eyes." What I do is describe the characters subtly. Like if one character describes...
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