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Getting door Ch. 8

posted by para-scence

Later, Blair got us a lot to eat. I was so thankful; I don't think I'd ever eaten that much food in one sitting. She let us take showers as well. I was eager to get rid of the dirt and crap. James went to work, but Blair stays home. Jori went off to school. I was kind of fascinated with that. I wanted to ask her what it was like; I'd stopped going to school in third grade. I had no idea what middle school, let alone high school was like. And Sage had never been to school a dag in her life. Good thing Paige was such a good teacher.

"Do u girls need anything?" Blair asked. I was pretty much...

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Chapters 4, 5, 6, of- Flame Boy-my book

posted by coolie

Chapter 4

The Beginning of Mission

Jason was in a strange little futuristic town. It was dark at night, there were odd blue lights glowing all around him, and there were barely any buildings. As he walked he heard a voice. It was slightly squeaky, the sound echoed. Although, when Jason made a sound, the same volume and pitch, there was no echo. (Just a plain voice.) Strange, Jason thought. Something strange is going on, and I know it, eagerly thought Jason. Jason heard the same squeaky sound again. Now from all directions, Jason could hear the voice. He attempted facing a different direction....

Harry Potter Fanfiction (The Last Goodbye)

posted by DracoLuver

The two figures walked silently in unity, their feet trudging through the high snow. Both their faces were wet with tears, and the girl clutched a bundle of bright red roses. They stopped immediately in front of a strong iron gate beside a small cozy church, adorned with brilliant Christmas lights, and inside voices sang in chorus to familiar Christmas songs.
They both stared beyond, unsure of whether to go in of not. The red-headed boy made his decision first and leaned on the gate, crying into his hands. The girl seemed unable to look at him, and her gaze was locked door a white marble tombstone...

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The girl who cried wolf chapter 7

posted by greenstergirl

if this girl was wearing modern clothing do u think she would suit Janie better than my drawing? (No duh!!)

Danny:

I grabbed my roze and green duffel bag off the wooden shelf beside my green bed.

I was inside the earth elemental boom house where all the earth elementals sleep if they are staying in the BOES over night. Marcus, Brenna, and I were supposed to be sleeping but we all weren't. We were running out to go find Janie. We weren't supposed to leave.

After pulling on skinny jeans and a green Nike overhemd, shirt I was ready. I woke up Marcus after I had pulled on my brown converse and jacket.

"wha....what is it Danny?" He asked impatiently while rubbing his eyes. I ruffled his black hair.

"Get up meat head...

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brief analysis

posted by ryans_love

Temporary Home

For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are angels who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to verplaats on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before u can say “Thank you” of “I love you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.

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[ Poem]Friends For Never

posted by HarryPLover

vrienden Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.

I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.

Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.

vrienden don't back stab you.
vrienden don't talk behind your back of be pissed off at u when they feel like it.

Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all vrienden for never.
When we need to go back to being vrienden FOREVER!

How To Make Readers Care About The Stories u Write - Alan Watt

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Writing Characters That Aren't Caricatures - Tony DuShane

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What It Really Means To Write For Money - Andy Guerdat

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A hard lesson(Oneshot story)

posted by ZekiYuro

My Name's Jon,And This Happened To Me When I Was On Holiday In Seville,In The South of Spain.

I was having a coffee in a bar when a man came up to me.He was quite smartly dressed,and he looked very respectable.'Do u speak English?'he asked.He definitely wasn't Spanish,but I'm not sure where he was from.'I'm very sorry to bother you,but I have a serious problem,'he continued.'I'm here on a business trip,and I've lost my briefcase-it had my passport,my wallet,my money,my credit cards,my mobile,my address book,everthing.Could u help me?I need to borrow 60 euros to get the train to Madrid-my...

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The Secret uur - A Poem

posted by DietCokeGirl

This is written about the perfect silence only found in the dead of night, and the feelings it inspires.
The titel comes from the beschrijving a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)

Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.

I'd love to hear what u like of hate.
Thanks for reading.

DietCokeGirl

At The Moulin Rouge

posted by ZekiYuro

OK,now the painting we are looking at now is door the French painter Toulouse-Lautrec.
The painting is called At The Moulin Rouge.As u probably know The Moulin Rouge is a nightclub in Paris.Maybe some of u remember the film Moulin Rouge?In the 19th century,the nightclub was very famous for its beautiful dancers and singers.
Toulouse-Lautrec did a lot of paintings and posters of the Moulin Rouge.He especially loved painting the dancers.And in these paintings he sometimes included his vrienden too.
In the middle of the picture there are 5 people who are sitting at a tafel, tabel having a drink.The woman...

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Blacktie. (Revised Version.)

posted by GreenLight24

I'd wear that...

Author's Note: hallo everyone. I'm fascinated with villain psychology and bad guys in general...they always seem to be meer interesting and have better back-stories than the good guys...anyways, this is my first attempt at writing a villain I created from scratch, so I'd appreciate any feedback, positive of negative. IF U READ THE ORIGINAL BLACKTIE, THIS IS NOT IT. This is a very very very similar version. The only difference is that I've edited the beginning to make the character meer relatable...But fear not!, the awesomeness is unaffected door this endeavor! Now, where was I? Oh yes, the story....

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Last Dip- A Short Story

posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830

One last dip, I thought. One last dip before we go.

My kids were packing up the stuff on the beach, and my husband smiled at me. God blessed me with a great family.

"I'm going to do one last swim before we go," I said.

"Denise, it better be quick," murmured my husband.

"It will," I replied.

My toes dug into the sand, before going into the salty water. I felt the numbing cold in my body as I jumped in. It felt refreshing and comforting.

But, then something was wrong.

I felt this throbbing headache after not even a couple of minutes. I held onto my head, pressuring it, but it felt even worse.

"Denise?!"...

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Angie's life

posted by PrinceLover1999

Angie hears her mom and stepdad fights. She sits there and cries..and hope it's over. Then she hears a loud gun pow!! She hurrys to the living room and see's her mom laying on the floor..with blood all over. She cries over her mom's bloody body...her mom looked at her and whisperd "help". She called the police and after she hung up. Her stepdad beat her..then rapped her. Then the police busted in. Her mom fighting for breath. Angie to weak to get up yelled "Help, please help" They came to resuce her, too. After her and her mom recoverd. The mom found a new guy. He only beated the daughter...everytime...

When Molly Kisses(Info)

posted by moolah

This is Molly Stray

When Molly Kisses: Info
Molly Stray
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Black Panther
Career: Bar tender
Car: Red Convertible
Book: Harry Potter
Hates: Tyler Rock, smoothies, etc.
Loves: her brother, Jake; tea, Adie, her best friend, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: to be pregnant
Wants eventually: A hubby

Tyler Rock
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Coyote
Career: Base Player
Car: Silver Volvo
Hates: Molly Stray, his sister, Kitty, etc.
Loves: his littler sister, Harry, soda, cigars, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: A child and a wife
Wants eventually: All the films in the world

Janice James
Favorite Color: Pink
Animal: Frogs
Career:...

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not this time:lyrics

posted by Fangirl99

a song i wrote.

no,no,not this time. oh!

*instruments*

i aint gonna let it
happen again.No aint
gonna lets it happen!
not this time.

you.Cant tear me down.
i forgot about the tears
your not one of my biggest fears.
no,not anymore

hey,what happened,girl?
we used to be good friends.
oh,well.Guess all friendships
have to e-e-e-end.WOH!

you aint get put me down
no not this time.
you anti gonna push me
to the ground.
no,not this time.

hey,b!tch,take a look in the mirror
i see your lips moivng but all i hear
is blah,blah,blah!calling me names while
im signing la,la,la!when u give it up.
when u gonna learn that i dont...

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an angel in hell

posted by delta117

the summer night was making me sweet thru my trench coat. I was with the other coullge studnets they had made fun of my fear of demons if only they new what my life was then they to would fear the beast but i dot fear them i hate them its commoin like dogs and cats demons and angels evn half angels will allways be enemies. we got to the hole were the suicidel children where suposed to have jumped down to kill themselves. "So jack" nathan began "is this what u were so terrified of " and his lackies all laughed under my jas i felt the hilt of my kruis daggers not reading to defend my name but...