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Dear Diary... My name is Cassandra Thorp

posted by 1-2vampire

January 1st 2010
Dear Diary, my name is Cassandra (Cassie) Thorp and...
My new years resolutions are...
1. GET A BOYFRIEND!
2. Tell Gwen how much she owes me from last year.
3. Try not to spend hours staring at pictures of Henrie Green (my future husband).
4. Use meer Clean and Clear.
5. Try to gain some weight.(I look anorexic)
6. Feed Pepsi.
7. Stop killing all the goldfish.
8. Shrink.
9. Don't smoke.
10. Earn meer money.

Well, a new year, and I want this one to be better than the last, which is probably a pipe dream but... u never know. I just wish Cerys and Tareesa and Amelia would except me into...

Logan's service dog Butch

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WhiteShade.

posted by GreenLight24

Author's Note: Hey, guys! :D I've finally drafted the third installment of the "Blacktie." series. It does require some knowledge of the first two stories geplaatst in order here: link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213262/title/blacktie-revised-version[/url][/url] and here:link]http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/writing/articles/213538/title/blacktie-dinner[/url][/url] This is the story of Blacktie's run-in with a female accomplice! It picks up right where the seconde story left off. Enjoy. :D

Anthony gently pulled at his bow tie and unbuttoned his jas as he peered devilishly towards the...

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Words Can Change Things

posted by malmcd

u want to be there. u know u do. Don't lie, dahling. It's okay. I know what you're thinking when u look up at that splendorous place atop the mountain. I
know what fills you, spurs u on, fuels your dreams. You're obsessed with being chosen. Everyone is.
The Land u thirst for has loomed at the top, boven of the mountain in Metopia for as long as u can remember. But for most of the year, it's covered in fog, it's color changing with each passing dag as if it's a gargantuan mood ring. u begin your mornings staring at the fog, longing for the fateful evening when...

Sorry

posted by OlivFirecracker

u laugh at something just not funny and the only thing u do is apologise, even if u don't mean it, u do because the people hearing u laugh do not appreciate it. How could they?

You hear something sad about another and u apologise, because u may feel bad for them but u don't know what to say and u think saying anything else of not saying anything at all is inconsiderate, but it's not fair on u because u don't know what to do with that information.

You did u best to save something of someone for someone else but u fail and u know that u haven't lost anything but...

X.A.W.

posted by serenacullen93

Hello my name is Leila Claudette Xavier the daughter of Max Oscar Xavier. The CEO of Xavier Arms Of War of X.A.W. it is the number one provider of weapons for the arm forces. X.A.W. has been around since world war one we are a family of geniuses mean the Xavier are know for that. I graduated from college when I was ten years old and was valedictorian of my high school class at the age of eight. I’m now fifteen. I woke to the sun pouring thought my baai, bay window here in Virginia strand near Camp Pendleton so named after General William Nelson Pendleton an Episcopalian minister at Grace Church...

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Original Story (No titel Yet)

posted by MomoThePuppy

Terrence moved slowly, watching where he placed his feet. He didn’t want to step on those certain floorboards that squeaked and risk scaring the small girl. He quietly picked his way across the floor, and stopped at the edge of the child’s bed. Gently, he placed a hand on her shoulder, and for a moment, his eyes became locked on the stark contrast of their skin tones. She was very light in color, almost a peachy shade. He was dark in tone, close to the color of chocolate. He smiled at this.

“Rosie,” He said, voice barely above a whisper. “It’s almost daylight. Time to get up, kiddo.”...

Maysilee Maysilee Ch. 1&2

posted by Me_Iz_Here

(Not a very creative name, I know)

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I sat on the bed. Doing nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I looked at the clock. Friday, five-fifty-eight PM. Five-fifty-nine. Waiting. Waiting. hart-, hart pounding. Counting seconds. Every week. Every week, SHE came. SHE would try to kill me. Then I would scream for help and they would come. Then I would get a lecture that nothing was there, possibly some treatment of whatever. Then volgende Friday at six, it would happen again.
Forty-five seconds. I glanced at the book. I brought it with me. That way, no one else would read it. It was old and leather-bound, and had pictures...

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How to Write an Effective Essay

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door Myself

posted by EmoKidSteven

Well u see
I'm not myself anymore
Well u can see
What I've done
Blinded myself
Lost my direction
In this times
That are getting cold
In this moment
To behold
And shine

Here's a poem
For all the loved ones
Here's a grave
For all the dead
Here's the oxygen
For all the living
Here's a tissue
For tears that are shed
I'm lost now
I'm here now
I'm lost here
door Myself
I'm gone now
I'm lost again
I'm lost
door myself

Well take your houses
Take your money
Take the things u don't need
Live the life
You've always wanted
And then burn the memories
Take the good times and the bad
Take the happy maybe the sad
And turn, turn yourself around
I'm lost in my own fairytale
Where I'm the winner
All over again
in my daydreams I've lost all hope
All ambition
Looking and losing an only friend

I'm lost now
I'm here now
I'm lost here
door Myself
I'm gone now
I'm lost again
I'm lost
door myself

I'm lost
I'm here
I'm lost here
door myself

I'm lost now
I'm here now
I'm lost here
door myself

door myself

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love+friends=HELP!

posted by twilight-rocks9

plz tell me if u like it of if i should write more.

And his hair I love it!” my best friend Selene said. I make a gagging sound. “Oh shut up Gabs you’re going to be like this your boyfriend and I’m going to suffer.” she said. “You want to suffer then let me replay what u sound like.” I did a horrible impression of her. “Oh no I have to go bye gabby.” she said. When she got up she kicked sand on my arm. “Bye Lena” I zei a little too late. I looked at the suns verkwikking, refection on the clear blue ocean. I got up to go swimming when someone put their hands over my eyes and said...

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Look and see

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Source: I made it.

A Formula For Writing A Great Story door Dr. Ken Atchity

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A Formula For Writing A Great Story door Dr. Ken Atchity via FilmCourage.com.

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Steampunk

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Steampunk

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There is no titel yet...

posted by flabaloobalah

CHAPTER ONE: "CARTER"

There’s one silent sensation of falling really fast and really hard. Then it’s over. Just like that. Somewhere off in the distance, a girl screams. Maybe she’s volgende to me and my damaged ears are playing tricks on me. of maybe she really is far away from here, wherever that is.
A flame billowing over a folded up car flicks its vile tongue. The brand reflects in the pools of blood and the bodies. Five bodies, and myself, still alive. Sirens wail and rescue teams and news vans swarm the scene. I moan and grip my chest, waiting for someone to notice...

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True Love Revealed

posted by Triscia95

“Caroline I’ve tried everything to prove my self time after time that I love you, that I would do anything for you, I’d never let anyone hurt you.” Klaus paused as Caroline stood in the door looking down at the hardwood floor tears rolling down her eyes. “That I would die for you.” He finished. Klaus took one step towards Caroline but as he did she took two steps away.

Klaus’s grieved face turned zuur, zure and full of anger. Nothing he did of zei made her realize that if she asked anything he would do it with out a seconde thought. She shook her head and raced out the door.

He wasn’t...

A boy who loves spots

posted by Nesrino

Once upon a time, there was a 15 jaar old boy named Will who loved sports as if they were his whole life. From the beginning of his first dag at school, Will tried out for the soccer team and they were amazed how talented this boy was at sports at such a young age. When Will became 12 years of age, he had won the scool over 20 awards for each soccer, basketbal and tennis competition they entered. He has also become very fit and well-built from all his exercising and sports, and seems to think that being fit was one of the most important things a person should accomplish in life. Will has always...