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Hà Nội,năm 2050
Đừng...đừng nói gì.Tôi ko nghe được gì hoặc là tôi nghe mà ko hiểu gì và hơn nữa là tôi ko biết mình sẽ phải nói gì đâu.
Suỵt,đừng hỏi!Nếu ko,tôi sẽ quên luôn cả rằng tôi đang định làm gì và phải làm những gì.
Tôi đang bối rối,chân tay trở nên thừa thãi vụng về.
Dây này...nối vào đây.Rồi,công tắc đó...
Màn hình cảm ứng sáng xanh hiện lên các thông số kĩ thuật.Tôi lần lượt chọn Font type,Color...Xong xuôi,tôi hồi hộp nhấn"Finish"và lao ra cửa,ngẩng lên nhìn trời.
Kìa:Status của tôi đang đỏ chói giữa trời xanh!
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Cơ mà xem ra cái sản phẩm đầu tay ko mĩ mãn như tôi tưởng.Nói thật là dù phởn đến đâu tôi vẫn thấy status tôi đỏ như...tiết canh.Vậy là tôi tung tăng quay vào chỉnh sửa.Từ đầu đến cuối,Hàng Xóm đang nhặt rau nấu cơm nghển cổ nhìn theo.
Trong lúc đầu óc đã hơi hơi bình thường trở lại,thì tôi có thể giải thích mọi sự như thế này.Chẳng hiểu sao từ trên trời rớt "bùm" một báu vật xuống đầu tôi.Chính xác thì ko phải là trời-rớt,mà là bưu điện quẳng vào nhà tôi 1 bưu phẩm.Khi tôi giở ra thì-"ko còn lời nào để nói"-là cái cảm giác của tôi lúc ấy:Máy-tạo-status-trên-trời SSM(SKY STATUS MAKER).
Ôi!Bạn thừa hiểu là cái này đang"hot"đến thế nào!Nó chẳng khác gì iPhone,iPad đối với các "thanh niên"của gần 50 năm về trước!Hơn nữa,trong cả thành phố,đếm trên đầu ngón tay những kẻ có SSM.Nếu theo thuyết "càng hiếm càng quý",thì SSM phải gọi là quý kinh khủng ấy!
Nhất là khi,trời ơi,với 1 thứ nổi bật như SSM,dù bạn chẳng là ai nhưng mọi người vẫn phải ngước nhìn status của bạn!Ban ngày là status baai, bay lượn sắc màu lòe loet.Đêm đến sẽ là những status lấp lánh như pháo hoa,như đèn nhấp nháy,như sao...
posted by Lore_Master
He couldn't stop stareing at his reflection "What am I? who am I...?" he asked himself looking at the black wings on his back, he took hold of his wings ripping them off violently howling in pain, massive amounts of blood were gushing from his back he began feeling weak soon falling to the ground into the puddle of muddy water he layed there lifeless he had completely gegeven up, he slowly faded out of consciousness as his blood slowly filled the muddy puddle he started to laugh feeling the madness took over his mind, he rolled over to look at the star's once meer before he was completely dead...
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posted by para-scence
I wasn't the only one that got busted; Jordan and Rigby did as well. They threw me into the police car, volgende to them. They stared sullenly at the floor.

"You kids are in a lot of trouble," the cop zei as he drove us to the station. Why did he have to even say that? We all knew it already. I closed my eyes, and tried not to think. Already, I was getting a splitting headache. I didn't want to think about what was happening, of what was going to happen. I wonder what would happen if I asked the cop for my drugs back...

When we got to the station, they put us in a cell directly. They zei we were...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
 Rosella
Rosella
"Well...that's better." A fourteen-year-old Rosella Karst says. She had just cast a spell on a glass cup which is now filled with water. She grabs the cup and takes a sip. "What are u doing?!" Rosella's older sister, Pandora exclaims for she had just arrived. Rosella almost chokes on the hydrogen and oxygen drink. "Drinking water. Why? Is that illegal?" She sets the glass down on a coffee tafel, tabel in the magical wizard lair that they are in. Pandora takes Rosella's wizard wand which has a vine stem and a beautiful white rose at the top. "I'm not joking. Why couldn't u just go downstairs, get...
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Once upon a time there was a girl named Evangeline Lovesky and all she wanted was to have friends, but no one wanted to be her friend because she was a princess and they thought that if they made her angry she would have them killed. But she was very nice and would not. Evangeline was about 5' tall and was 13 years old and has beautiful golden hair about to her waist. One dag she was bored an decided to take a walk. She walked all the way from the castle, past the market, and all the way to a small corner of houses surrounded door fields. These were the farmers houses, though the farmers were...
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posted by RiverIce
When I wake up, my mother is shaking me around.
"Wake up, my Willow Princess! A meeting needs to be arranged right now! It is urgent, my princess!" She says. I get up quickly and put on my winter dress. when i get out of my wooden room my grandmother is standing on the Ceremony Rock shouting out angry words.
"We need to stand up for ourselves!"
"Yeah!" the Willow People shout altogether.
"We need to toon the Wolves who's boss!"
"Yeah!"
this goes on until my grandmother calls my mother and me up.
my mother talks softly, "The wolves... they have sent the Death-Message... they want battle......
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posted by GabbyRaptor
All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one u love in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the volgende dag will be even beter...But these words always run through my mind..."You're going to die alone".. It repetes and repetes...Pain ... Oh how it hurts so... But what makes it worse...That someone that's with the one my love ...is my rival....Time has stopped to u as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've lost almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if u keep your feelings jared up...you'll snap... That's haven't happened to me yet... And hope it will never will. Don't keep your feelings jared up... of one dag you'll snap
posted by wolfclan121
Death was in the park. He was making a crack in a plank of the bridge right in front of them. Right in front of Jannet. "Um..Jane I think we should tell your vrienden to meet us at your place!" Dave yelled. "Why? The're over there in the car park." "I - I just don't think u should kruis that bridge! It looks unsafe!" "It's fine! Come on!" But it wasn't fine. As soon as she stepped on that first plank, she fell through. Her foot was stuck in between two planks and she couldn't move. She was drowning. "Jane! No not Jane too!" He screamed as he tried to free her broken foot. Jane too? Then I...
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posted by Insight357
    I bent back gracefully, my arms extended to where my fingers almost skimmed the ice. I slid along a curve before straightening back up, a black feathered sleeve coming across my face. My feet crossed as I went into a small spin on the frozen water. I skated over to the light blue wall, and took a long breath.
    I had been training for a skating competition for about a week, and I could feel the bruises from yesterday throbbing. I’d had my fair share of falls the past week and it seemed today the dag the pain wanted to play hell.
    I...
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posted by wolfclan121
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.


'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so snel, swift
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow u take life's volgende test'




I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not singing loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. of maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
posted by SueLuvsVJ101
 The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
I watched the 'It' girls stride down the hall. They smiled their perfect, white toothed smiles at cute senior boys, who of course drooled and practicially fell over. The way they looked, you'd think they owned the school. The leader, Miranda, pulled out her perfectly intact iPhone with its blinged out roze case, and texted quickly, lavender thumbs tapping the screen. Her crew, Kristen and Lillianna, dutifully following like dogs on leashes. Miranda was a beautifully devious, and knew how to make it hurt HARD. Lillianna wasn't much for saying anything, anything NICE, that is. And of course,...
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posted by jklilly56
    “Dude are u even ready for school volgende Monday? I haven’t had time to go shopping with getting ready for fair and everything.” I was talking to my best friend Kat on the phone since I was freaking out about doing two project boards in less than 12 hours. “Hell to the no I’m not, u know me procrastinating Randy. We’ll have to go shopping on Sunday when we’re all done cleaning up.” It was so hard getting ready to go into our freshman jaar when our first dag after the county fair ended. “Randy! How am I ever going to get all my clothes figured out?!”...
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posted by nick_cross
When I awoke it was already dark out, and there was a man on the other side of the porch screaming out into the night, I rose and tried to listen. I couldn’t make out much of what he was saying but it sounded like he was asking a lot of questions. For a seconde I thought maybe he was screaming at somebody. Out of curiosity, I started walking over to him to see who he was screaming at. When I got close enough I could see that he was looking up facing the sky, I couldn’t see his face because it was covered door the shadow casted from the ceiling of the porch. When I got even closer I smelled...
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Greetings writers club, i am also an artist like all of u :) i am the A&Os best heavy metal song writer and i want to toon u all what i can do :).

branded the animal:

VERSE 1:
Branded like an animal
The lack of sleep will burn in my mind
You won't leave until u make your message clear
(for peace of mind) (for peace if mind)

VERSE 2:
Breathing very deeply
You will never know how I feel
Leaving me with afbeeldingen of perfect insanities field
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)

CHORUS:
Leaves me with Words of pure damnation that I am.
(cause i am damnation personified)
i have been
branded like...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
This is a song inspired door Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story geplaatst here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written door a friend of mine from school.

Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen angels always sing
Once upon a December

Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory

Broken butterflies with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
posted by LovingLucy
Scraping at the boughs,
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
posted by Vampiyaa
   "What's wrong with Raphael?" Amena asked confusedly, entering the keuken-, keuken in which Linda was preparing dinner. 
   "He's just down about something," Linda said, smiling at Amena. "He'll be out the minuut he smells dinner." Amena took the spoon from Linda's hand and smiled.
   "Don't worry, I can finish up here," she zei warmly. "Why don't u rest for a while outside, maybe get some fresh air?" The seconde Linda left Amena began digging for a pot.
   Raphael may have stolen my first kiss, she thought bitterly. But that doesn't mean that I shouldn't help him out...

Raphael lay there...
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posted by para-scence
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.

"Have a good dag sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.

Not that I deserve to.

I clutched my boeken to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.

"Bitch," they muttered.

"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.

But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.

And I'd live with this guilt till I die.

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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
Can I Hate You?

Can I Hate You? I dont know.
You did so much, to make me smile,
I wish I hadnt fallen so hard, so fast, with my eyes closed.
You loved me,I think, I know I loved you.
I cant just throw it away over night.
I want u back, here with me.
I miss being yours, I miss it.
I know I'm strong, I know I'll live.
I know I wont die.
Can I hate you? I dont know.
I've decided I cant, no matter your choices,
It hurts yes, to see u go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i zei no
I dont want them, I want you.
But I guess that cant happen.
So can I hate you? No.


So were...
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posted by para-scence
I was able to find a zitplaats, stoel with a little sixth grader. She pushed herself to the window, making sure she was as far from me as she could get. What, was I diseased? I ignored her and just stared at the zitplaats, stoel in front of me, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

After about a twenty minuut bus ride, we got to the school. Afraid to be noticed, I waited until most of the people got off the bus. This really annoyed the sixth grader; I had her trapped, so she had to wait until I got the guts to cut someone off. Finally, I started to get off the bus, when I felt hands on my back. As I was getting off, they...
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posted by Moonlight_Kitty
The night was hollow, the moon casting gray shadows through the dark forest as he ran.
Darting between trees, jumping over fallen logs, he glided through the forest like a cloaked shadow himself. He was aware of the others in the forest, the dark beasts that chased him. He stopped as several beasts jumped in front of him. Their red eyes held fast to him as their skin rippled and bubbled. He gritted his teeth, once these had been normal dogs, dogs he had played with long ago. Now they were beasts of the blackest element, chained to a dark and dismal fate, and loyal to their creator.
He brought...
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