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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter Two:Dark Secrets,
When the redheaded girl cries with guilt over killing someone for blood, she gets up and walks to her apartment and takes a douche cleaning the blood off her body, she begins crying again and head to flashback when she is in a emotional breakdown, 15 years ago, she and her best friend had twin baby girls and they love them and love each other dearly, until she got in a car accident and died, she slam her hand against the uithangbord and cries harder and she grabs her pocket knite and stabbed herself but still alive, she cries again angry and upset that she won't get old of die anymore and she knows she wasn't the girl she used to be years ago, her eyes turned black and bloody tears came out of her eyes, she look at a picture frame of her two twin babies she loved and cared for, she sigh, she wiped her blood tears out "I wish I can see them again" she tells herself, meanwhile, Hayden was walking back home pagina to her grandparents, her anut and her sister until her dead mother's psychopathic ex boyfriend kidnaps Hayden, she tries to scream but he covers her mouth and drags her to his car and drive away, Hayley wakes up in a cold sweat and sees everyone outside looking for Hayden, Hayley jumps out of the bed and runs outside but sees Hayden is gone, Hayley broke down and cries, her grandparents tries to comfort her but she runs off to the graveyard and she begins to scream Hayden's name out loud, she grab a hold of her hair crying and having a panic attack, then she felt like she had been hit in the face, she look at the puddle and sees a burse on her cheek and a bite mark on her breast, she begins to see a vision of the man hitting Hayden and she tried to make it stop but loses it then a teenage spirit watches Hayley and hears her scream, "Hayden!!!!" Hayley shouted and keeps crying, Hayley fell to her knees and puts her head to the ground and cries harder, the spirit feels sorrow from her and decides to help her, he walks over to her and touched her shoulder, she jumped and shakes in fear "are u okay?" he asked "no my sister is gone" she zei crying "I'll help u find her" he said, she smiles alittle "what is your name?" she asked him he zei "Jacob" she zei "I'm Hayley", the two went to find Hayden meanwhile, the redhead girl went to her house then she turns around and sees her ex-lover Dracula and his demon lover Lilith "what do u want?" she asked "we want to make the deal with you" Lilith zei while staring at her with her yellow eyes "I'am not making no deal with u two" the girl zei "I made u a vampire Kimberly" Dracula zei grabbing her arm tight, she jerks her arm off of his hand "You don't freaking own me" she zei and leaves as a white bird,
end of chapter two
posted by Buddy8fnj
The words made my breath fall short in my throat, a small whimpering sound went up through my chest. I slowly rose my watch, exactly the time I was to be doomed. The part of the uithangbord carrying the dread words burst open and rats started to crawl in, immediatly gnawing at my flesh, I tried to back away, but the part i had opened up suddenly closes and i was trapped in darkness, I was trapped, I was trapped with no hope off escape and a thousand beady eyes crawling all over my body, wrigglin down my chest and making their way towards my heart. I spun and rolled around as much as I could in the small space, but the rats were persistent, and my blood trickeld all around me, forming in a pool under me. After a while a finally gave up. For all I had done i was payed with my own dead, locked in a narrow passage with rats all around me, the last living things i would ever interact with. I began to sob softly and my final breath flew from my body, I was a limp, lifeless corpse.....
posted by Ninano1998
I wish this would be a better story but i will let u say if u like this story. it acullaly contains some things that happened to me so here we go....

Budum, budum, budum... my hart-, hart was racing as I ran around the building into an ally, turnig I halted, then out of breath I colapsed. Trying to breath quitly i tryed to come myself down. Suddenly a light flashed. I pressed my self against building's wall, hoping i would blend into the shadows. A car came into sight, moving slowly, then with a jerk it stoped. The door opened and a man came into view. he pulled two small object out of his pockect...
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posted by Johnanna
He was Roster in the schools performance of Annie, and her best friend Aine was Miss. Hanagin. They were brother and sister in the play but Aine liked him off stage in a different way. Her name is Teddy and they had been vrienden since third grade. They did everything together.
Teddy walked out onto stage after the toon was long over in her skinny jeans and Annie t shirt, her shoulder length dark brown hair in a messy bun with her bangs over her left eye, she seemed to be wondering blankly.
Anthony, Roster, walked out onto the stage dragging his hightop sneakers on the wood paneling. He was...
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posted by Cullens4eva
hi to anyone who is reading this now. my name is lauren and i am currently only 14. i love to write and read, but im finding it hard to come up with ideas. i was hoping that some people could give me ideas on what kind of stories they like and a basic plot and i could expand on the idea. if i did write one i would post it on here, door chapter and u would get half of the credit, lol. of course if u would want me to help write u write it instead of me of u would want to help me write it, around your idea, i would be fine with that. i really would appreciate any ideas i have a few but im not sure if u guys would read it, i need opinions from anyone. thanks.
posted by KatiiCullen94
ok... some of the content in this fanfiction, might rattle some very senstive nerves for some, and i sencerily apologise for that.. please. im sorry.

She moved. She played. She is mine. She isnt here yet, but will be soon and will be all mine. I feel her smile, and dreams and laugh. My daughter. How long how i wanted her.
time after time she escaped me, leaving broken. But she forms again. As though she still wants me. Perhaps she isn't escaping but kidnapped instead.
This time, im ready, and shes staying protected and staying with me.
Two days to the date, in which i will see the face of her....
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posted by dragonrider
That same day: The cafeteria at lunch Athena's perspective

All dag I kept thinking about him. I couldn't help it. He was different. I felt it. It's like we had met before in a dream of somewhere. My vrienden knew I was thinking about him. My brother knew I was thinking about him and Jason even knew about it.
"Stop thinking about him Athena! Focus on Somebody hot like Brandon," Erica zei smiling
I shrugged "I can't help it. He's different," I said
"So is Brandon! He's a hot different bad boy!" she yelled
"He does have a girlfriend," I zei sulking
"So? He is probably going to dump her pretty soon....
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I was woken up door a loud humming, like someone was singing volgende to me. I opened an eyes looked to my right to see my mother smiling and folding clothes. “Morning” She sang, I rolled over to my other side. “Time to get up sweetie, it’s nearly 10” She sang and then continued to hum. I turned back over and noticed what she was folding. “Why are u folding my clothes?” I asked, she smiled and sat down volgende to me. “It’s time to go back home, now get up and start helping me pack your stuff” She zei walking out of my room. I turned to my calendar and was amazed door the circled...
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posted by axlluver43
A place I once trusted
A place I once believed in
A place I once loved
A place I once missed
Is coved under a masquerade
Of misery and pain
The blue in the sky is now a shade
I feel like all this time was a game
A game of sham
A game of backstabbing
A game of war
A game of fate
I feel trapped in a box
Crammed in and lonely
With nothing but locks
With no key so that it can hold me
A box of lies
A box of fear
A box of loneliness
A box of weakness
I always have a word on mind
Just a few words long
To me it seems so thoughtful and kind
To me free it isn't a dance of song
Free as the wind
Free as a bird
Free as an angel
Free as a shooting ster
The feeling will come to me
But not right now
I hope my soul can soon be free
So then I can take my final bow
posted by Harrypotter148
The Train Ride

As Emily gazed out the window of the train she saw her dad-waving goodbye, his face had a bright smile, but when Emily looked into his eye she saw sadness. She was off to live with her mother in Roscoe; this was a four-hour train ride from Chicago to Roscoe. It would be a little over two hours but there are meer stops on this train ought. Dad was only sending her because he felt she would have a better life. Emily disagrees, she hated her mother, and she was cruel, heartless and hated the sight of Emily. She new better he dad lied to her, he knew she was find living with him but...
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posted by ilovehouse345
ok...that sounds nice
Jade wasn't sure if this was the right choice,she could always find some where to stay. I'm a girl ill never be homeless.. she thought. But still she went through with it and they walked to mrs.l's car."umm if u don't mind, do u think we could stop at my apartment? I need to get some things from there....if u don't mind of course." She asked
"No, I don't mind.where do u live?" She gave her the directions and about ten minuetes later they pulled into a dark alley,they stopped in front of a door in the side of a small building."this is where u live?" She asked
"Yeah..it...
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posted by TDIlover226
I watched from around the corner as the little puppy, so curious with it's ways, was snooping around seeing what was in this big old house. He sniffed around, ears drooping to the floor, sliding in a snel, swift path. That little puppy, I had just gotten from the pound, I still couldn't think of a name for the curious puppy. Just as I thought to leave, something about the pup caught my eye, he had stopped in his tracks, staring at something that I couldn't see. That was when I knew exsactly what he was staring at, my old cat. Sapphire was her name, she was a grumpy old cat, I wasn't sure what to...
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posted by QueridaPantufa
Prologue

It was as if the earth had moved. The sky was shaking, so that all there was left were falling stars. I forgot all there was around me, everything of everyone I had ever seen of heard about just didn’t matter anymore. I had found her. My true and only love. But just like a falling star, it went as fast as it came. And then all there was left was emptiness. A big hole left inside of me. I will never forget her, she saved my life in every way a person can be saved. So this story isn’t really about me. It’s about her, and all that she was. Because what does it really mean to be happy?...
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posted by FalliNgSparks
The girl I saw had a pure soul
Her eyes sparkled like a precious stone

Her hart-, hart was much golden than her hair
her charming hair flew in the air

.......But I knew she had an aimless life

Every part of her body was filled with an innocent tear
But I made her comfy and told her dear,

nobody is useless.

As she heard this,
every part of her body went fearless.

In a hand I saw a pearl...
& that hand was of the blonde girl.
Authors Franz and Kurt Wisner of 'Honeymoon With My Brother' Talk about Being Left at the Altar Inspiring the Book via www.FilmCourage.com. meer interviews here: link
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posted by shenelopefan
Lo que nunca podrá ser

"Tu… entiendes mi silencio

Sólo tú… conoces mis secretos

Sólo tú… comprendes cada gesto

Sólo tú…"

Apareces tú, la Oreja de busje, van Gogh

Me voy a morir. Arrastro mi cuerpo, adormecido por el dolor en los pasillos de este horrible hospital. La sangre brota de mi cuerpo mientras presiono la herida cerca de mi estómago, dándome fuerzas para seguir. Yo sé que no merezco lo que ocurrió, pero también sé que es completamente mi culpa. Dicen que cuando uno está agonizando, ve pasar su vida frente a sus ojos, que los mejores momentos son recordados. Eso me está ocurriendo...
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The hart-, hart has long been considered to be where feelings of love dwell.In love songs throughout the ages,love almost always goes together with the heart.The hart-, hart has continuously been viewed as the place where love begins and develops.Even the Bible gives quote to love and the heart.

The role of the hart-, hart in love must come from what happens to it when a person feels strongly attracted to someone.The strong feelings for the other person,especially in the early stages of a relationship,have the results that the hart-, hart starts beating faster and breathing starts speeding up.

According to psychologists,a love relationship is a situation that involves a lot of stress and the body reacts to this door getting ready to face the unknown.This has veen called the 'fight of flight' reaction,meeting danger door fighting it of running away.So with love,the hart-, hart accelerates and breathing becomes quick.
posted by para-scence
"Good mornin'," Micah zei as he arrived at the park; our usual meeting place. I stopped the schommel, swing just in time before I nearly kicked him in the face. We laughed.

"Sorry," I giggled. "Hey." He smiled and took a zitplaats, stoel in the schommel, swing volgende to me. My cheeks flushed as I thought over yesterday. I just had to know. "Um, Micah? What'd u want to tell me yesterday? I mean, before I had to leave." He furrowed his eyebrows, then frowned.

"Huh? Oh... It was nothing."

"Ok," I nodded.

We soon lost track of time, and were almost late for school. Since we couldn't take the long way, we had to take the faster way,...
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posted by r260897
now standing on last dag of jaar
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
dag door dag we got used to
night door night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
volgende time we'll say
"damn our hart-, hart still misses
THE 2011"
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.they wanted a longer artikel :P