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posted by para-scence
We drove four three hours. I wasn't even sure we were in the same state anymore. Ms. Greener rambled on about where I was going to be staying, but I didn't pay attention, so it's still a mystery. After about an uur of mindless talking, Ms. Greener seemed to realize that I did not want to have a conversation; so she finally shut up. The rest of the car ride was pretty much silent, except for Ms. Greener occasionally pointing out beautiful landmarks.

We pulled up to a small little house, that looked like a ranch home. It was somewhere out in the country; nowhere near where I was used to growing...
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HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP! I'm working on a story, okay? It's not a fanfic, and I no copy, either. Thing is, I can't decide on the name... So I have made a vraag in the picks section of the club and I’d really appreciate your help!

So, here's the plot: 'Nike is a normal girl... of is she? Well, here's the deal: when she falls asleep, she gets sucked into Nighteden, a place that reminds her too damn much of the Video Games one of her BFFs loves to play. There are elves and wizards and sultans and monsters and castles. And she's stuck in the middle of it all, fighting with her sword and staff her...
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posted by nomblahnom
December 24, 1997

“If we’re going to make it back in time for Christmas, we have to!” Jack Knight answered, sitting in the pilot’s zitplaats, stoel of his boss’s Lear jet. He flew his boss everywhere around the world; his reward was use of the plane once a jaar for a vacation. This jaar it was Osaka, Japan. He, his wife Karen – eight and a half months pregnant with their seconde child – and their 17-month-old baby boy, Edgar, had just left the island country behind after eleven days in the Orient.

Jack was just turning 23, with light brown hair, an average build, and a thin mustache. He wore...
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posted by Insight357
    Elizabeth stood up, and left the room. She walked down corridor, after corridor. Stair case after stair case, when she heard a voice.
    “I swear to God, Lucifer. Instead of being such a damned bastard-” it sounded like Wyatt’s voice. She crept closer to the wooden door.
    “Hey, I’m not the one who decided to bring her in. She’s not right for this Temple.”
    “Honestly Lucifer, you’re just mad, because she’s not drooling over you,” this was the angriest she had ever heard Wyatt. He almost...
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posted by sawfan13
We came back from the waterfall, as a gray wolf stopped in our tracks. Howl got onto all fours, and started petting and wrestling with the wolf. The wolf kinda growled at me, but Howl corrected him. The wolf started licking me, as I squatted down to their level. Howl told me he had to get something, so I watched the wolf until he came back. Howl came with some grapes in his hand. A batch of them. We both sat down under a tree, as he started feeding me grapes. I taught him a little bit meer of English too. I also started teaching him about love. "What is love, Lilith? Is it...bad?" "No, it's...
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posted by hannah_vampire
I awoke to darkness, bloodshot eyes and pain that jolted now and again through my body. “As u know the hunt comes back then and again but this time was not for a friendly visit this time was because of the Demons of the night and Arielbelle’s obsession of getting in trouble and they have to be killed but Arielbelle has to be stopped and if u all wont the hunt will”.

ONE WEEK LATER.

Scarlett-Jane was in the koop getting a belly bar when I bumped into Damon oh just great.Niall saw Damon and me starting to dance with each other he made it pour down rain and then disappear, I smiled and...
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posted by ivanaoshea
Please don't mind if i have somewhere a mistake, english isn't my mother language.
i wrote better stories but only this is on english
i hope u will like it.




In my street, there are many family houses. Some are big and with parking garages and some are living in car on the street. Mine is somewhere in the middle, I have my own room, one bathroom, dad’s room and keuken-, keuken with living room. We don’t have one meer floor. In the back yard is pool and house for dog. We actually don’t have a dog and every time when I ask my dad, he’s name is Mark:”When are u going to buy me a dog? “And...
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
So I don't know if I'm even goiing to continue this of not. But could u do me a favour and give it a read?

Run, musn't stop running. Can't look back, it's too late now, he's going to chatch up any minute. She was going to get caught, she's going to die.

4 days earlier.

Fear.Pain.Death.Alexis Baker was having another one of her nightmares, ones that she could hardly remember the dag after, but the pain and misery allways got left behind. Allways. A cold sweat covered her face and her whole body was shaking, her hands clenched and her feet twitched. She began to call out, muble words that were...
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I knocked on the large door and waited for her to open it. I didn't get the point of meeting here THEN going to the mall. The thought of Duncan made my blood boil. I don't know how this is gonna work. After that 3 seconde thought, the short but pretty brunette girl I call my best friend opened up the door. She smiled then looked at my hair, "You're gonna go to the auditions and meet hot guys looking like THAT?" Then she grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs.

"This outta work," she beamed, grabbing the straight iron and the hair brush and took a lock of my long blonde hair.

"How long is this...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
This is a story that I wrote for a writing contest at school. It's called My Sweet Release... Here it is:

My Sweet Release

MY NAME IS DREAM, AND TONIGHT, I lay here to die. Just lying here is perdition, and my faithless mind reminds me that miracles don’t exist. My hart-, hart bleeds out, and my newborns are still unaware of my predicament. As my little kittens feel content now, I recall everything in my life that led me to this moment. …

When I was nine months old, I was a normal housecat; carefree, jubilant, peaceful. I still lived with my mother, as she took care of her latest litter. There were...
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posted by QueridaPantufa
It’s dark. I can’t even see my own hands. Where am I? I hear something! It probably just was a rat of something. What did they do to me? Can I escape? Are they watching me right now? Am I alone? My head hurts. I feel like someone is slamming a hammer against it. What do they want from me? Money? If it’s money, I’m in big trouble. I haven’t got any. Of course not. I live on the straat for god’s sake. Why me? Why did they had to choose me? Haven’t I gone through enough yet? Is this some kind of sick joke? Maybe it’s a punishment. I haven’t done anything wrong though. At least...
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posted by lindizzle215
Today my brother Joey and I were going to drive down to our family camp that we help with every year, we still do but were all teenagers so were counselors now.

"Cam lets go I want to get there at a desist hour." Joey said
"Fine, I'll be there in a minute." I zei back while sitting on my suit case tiring to zip it up.
"Need some help?" Duke asked leaning against the door frame.
"Yes, please." I zei
He came over, zipped my bags up and took some down stairs. I grabbed my other bags and ran down stairs. I put my bags down and zei goodbye to everyone and that I would see them all in a few days....
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posted by mia1emmett
my mother called us down for dinner. we have not fixed up the keuken-, keuken so we were going to find a restaurant of fast food. we leaved close to the shops but i had to drive to get there. we all jumped into our new car. Roxy sat up front with my mother. but i had to sit back her with my drooling 2 jaar old baby brother Ron. Ugh we were listing to Roxy's mix C.D she has not taste in music. i turned my ipod on and listened to it. after 3 songs we got to pizza hut. thank you! my sister really didn't like pizza hut but i didn't care. i was the first one out and went inside, i asked for a tafel, tabel for...
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posted by viju
Hmmmmm…. (This is a story) aha... (Of husband wife)
I’m not like them
Hmmmmm..... aha aha
That’s the way I am
La la la la la
I’m not like them
La la la la la
That’s the way I am

Be calm, why you’re screamin
Why u cry, when u see me hangin
With some, one else, why I feel
Like something burning

Stay back, why you’re comin
After me, now you’re feelin
Jealous, ain’t I feel
When u were with those bitchy babes when I was seeing you

With somebody else,
Like everyone else
All were watching your back
When u were flat
With those slut girls
You love to hang with them…….

Tell me…..

(Chorus)
Why...
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Goodnight and Goodbye

He shut the door silently behind him, but not enough for her to hear his fragile hart-, hart breaking.

When he re-entered the hotel room from the balcony, a sea of faces greeted him. "Do u wanna drink?" Simon gargled, as soon as he saw Niles' worn face.

He embarked to his room, without another word to Simon of any other members of Daphnes family. As soon as he stepped through the frame, he saw Mel in bed, waiting for him. She put down the book she was reading, on the side tafel, tabel and elegantly unblanketed herself from under the covers.
She embraced him and a warm smile spread...
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Chapter Six

After running away from Sean Connors because she was scared that she will do meer stupid things in front of him, Jamie had tried so hard to not bump into him. To do that, Jamie ended the soccer practice session with Mac early and after having lunch with Mac, Michael, and Jake and for the rest of the day, Jamie did some chores that were completely useless and just relaxed with her family door hanging out with her three kids and at one time, having a very steamy make-out session with her husband in the basement to keep her mind off of Sean Connors who’s equally as sexy as the man she...
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posted by dragonrider
Alex froze up as his hunter came near him with his bag. Alex started crying again but silently. His thoughts were raging out of control Should I tell him? Nah then he'll just kill me and my family Alex looked up in time to get slapped again.
"Tell me where your family is Alex! of else," Alex's hunter roared raising his hand again
Alex started to shake bad.
"N..No I will not Dude just kill me now so at least I can be in a happy place," he zei looking down his tears dripping onto the hard wooden floor
The hunter laughed a big belly laugh. Alex looked up in time to get slapped again. Alex glared...
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posted by Bella_Swan96
OK, so this is a short story I had to write for English class. Plaese tell me what u think about it- I hope u like it.



“Z, get up,” Erin whispered and shook my arm. I opened my eyes to glare at his golden-tanned face. Erin was my best friend and all; but he was so impossible that it wasn’t even stellar.
    “I can’t believe you. Blue hair? That’s so last month,” I mumbled sleepily and sat up in bed.
    “It’s retro- purple is so not stellar… and so is sleeping in, FYI,” Erin replied with a smug smile.
    “No-...
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12 Stages Of The Hero's Journey (Narrated door Christopher Vogler) via FilmCourage.com.
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Story Structure Is 90% Of The Work - Jill Chamberlain via FilmCourage.com.
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