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posted by werewolflover
hallo guys!Okay,my friend is writing a vampire series(please don't judge it yet)and she doesn't know whether of not to keep writing.I'm gonna post these stories on here and can u please commentaar on whether of not she should keep writing.BTW,it is supposed to be weird,strange,crazy,stupid,funny,ect.
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Hey,my name is Allie and I'm in high school.I'm 17 and have this weird secret...i'm a vampire.
I can't live a normal life because everytime i get close to a human,i start to smell their blood.I try to resist,but sometimes i can't
I really like this guy,Nick,but I think it would be weird if we were in the middle of a datum and I'm sitting there sucking his blood.Yeah,creepy.
Well,I go to Emmett High School in Aliceville.I live with my mom and stepdad.My mom and dad know my secret,but my stepdad doesn't.
I really wish I could just live normal.I want to have a boyfriend and normal friends.
My best friend is Rosalie.
So meer about Nick.He is handsome,has a face of an angel.Hi is SO hot.
I really like him but I don't think he feels the same way.
Well,I'd better get to school.I walked into my 1st period class,Mr.Cullen's.This is my class with Nick.I took my zitplaats, stoel volgende to him.
The klok, bell rang and I walked to Mrs.Lovato's class.
"I hope I pass this test,"I zei to Nick.
"Me too.Hey,do u want to go out sometime?"I heard him say.
"Are u talking to me?"I asked him.
"Yeah,what about Friday?"
"Umm"Oh,no.I can't.I could kill him."Sorry,I've got plans."
"Oh,O.K. I don't mind being rejected."
"Oh,no.That's not it.Rosalie and I are gonna have a G.N.O."I turned around and worked on the test.
The volgende day,me and rosalie saw twilight.I couldn't take my mind off of nick.
Maybe I could just try to go out with him.If it didn't work out,I wouldn't try again.
When I got home,I called him."So,how about that date?"
"Oh,how about tommorrow?I'll pick u up at seven.We'll eat at taco Bella's."He got off the phone and probably started working on his abs.He is so SPICY.
So the volgende night,we were eating at taco Bella's.He gave me a present.It was a dog.He was as white as Casper the Ghost,so I named him Jasper.he was so cute!
When I took Jasper home pagina he WENT on my bed.I don't use it anyways.Since I'm a vampire and all.
I called Nick the volgende day.He was crabby.Said something about getting food poisining."Worst sushi tacos ever,"He mumbled.
Later,Rosalie came over to my house to watch a movie.Then out of nowhere I SMELLED it.The blood.It smeled so good.
So it happened.I bit her.I had to taste it.She screamed but I couldn't stop.
Then,all my nightmares came true.Nick walked in"AAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH!!!"He pulled me off.
Nick took Rosalie to the hospital.They zei she would be fine.I hope so.
He came back and said,"So that's why u didn't want to go out."
"Yes,please don't tell anyone.Though I'd rather tell EVERYONE my secret to have a chance with you."
"I won't tell.I told the doctor she hit her head on a hammer."
"They believed you?"
"Yep,and I like you,too."
I smiled."Come on.I need to toon u something."I took him to my room.
He looked around."Umm,Jasper took a dump on your bed."
"I know I don't sleep,anyway.
"Right.I'm still getting used to having a vampire for a girl friend."He said,ever so casually.
"Girl friend?!?!?"
"Oh,so u don't want to be my girl friend?That's fine.There's always Taylor.She's hot."
"Well,Zack is spicier than you"We both laughed.
We went to see a movie the volgende weekend.I thought Nick was going to kiss me but he didn't.Boo-Hoo.But he did kiss me when he dropped me off at my house...on the cheek,but it counts.I think we're gonna have a good relationship.
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added by sideshowbobbart
Calling all writers!
Are u an artist with your words? Do u like to write? I know I do. "So u Think u Can Write" is a contest for people who would answer the same as me.

Basic Rules & Guidelines
1. Your entry MUST be toegevoegd to this spot as an article. If it is entered in any other section it will NOT be accepted.

2. Your entry MUST be original/written door you. If anybody helped you, please credit them.

3. Your entry must be properly key-worded and titled.
a. A proper title: "[username here]'s SYTYCW Entry - [season and year] - [category/type of literature]"
ex. If I entered a poem,...
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added by shenelopefan
added by storylover
If someone told you...
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would u do?

Would u cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
of go into silence until the very end...
Would u love the ones u hate the most of be the person u hide?
Would u pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?

Would u try and keep the sun from setting as your last dag ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else u say as u close your eyes.
posted by Cinders
Exercise: Sleep Deprivation: 4:00AM Tuesday October 7, 2008*

The black spiders of mania are crawling over my brain, searching for a plump place to sink their pincers into. It’s been four days. I haven’t left the house for anything, not even a tuna sandwich. The space in my bed is empty, indented, as if something used to rest there, but I’m beginning to forget meer and meer what that may have been. Maybe it was a coffin, its contents shaken, risen, defeated, dazed, meandering around with its arms stretched out and a dull expression on its face as it mutters something indecipherable that...
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posted by t_direction
So, this is a kind of short story that I wrote one evening when I was just bored out of my mind. Please tell your opinion, feel free to criticize, it is much appreciated =)
Thanks ^_^



The voices buzzed inside my head, making me feel dizzy. I couldn't help but hold onto the bed post for support. In a state of exhaustion, I collapsed on the bed with a sigh. The voices never let me sleep. They were like many people were talking all at once, screaming all at once.

Madness, rage, worry, sadness were the emotions that those voices gave off. I couldn't understand a word of what the people were saying,...
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added by SymmaGirl2
posted by madening_mahem
who am I ?
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?
posted by Fyrwenn
Change

The way I feel has changed
When we met I was a fool, thought
You weren’t gonna treat me like a tool
I tell myself that I care ‘bout you
But deep inside I know we’re through.

Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you,


I guess we were too naive
Believing it would work
Why didn’t I see,
that u were such a jerk?


Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you

In the future we might get another chance
Maybe, it was just a short romance
Then what I’m feeling is really wrong
I felt I had to write this...
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Swing, Batter, Batter, Swing!
Putting my weight on my right foot, the foot closest to the catcher. Leaning back re-gripping my bat. I watched as that black haired pitcher powered up her pitch, rocking back and forth on her heals, taking in her handschoen now to her side and starting the wind-up. 'This is it,' I thought to myself, now taking the best grip on my bat, 2 balls and 2 strikes have passed door this plate and I am not letting this pitcher strike me out, of walk me! I got ready the ball was realeased, and I heard the 'ump' say "Ball Outside".
I stepped out of the batters box, and took a couple...
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posted by samuraibond005
Yaouta lived on a farm in Missouri, he had only recently graduated high school, had a pilot's license, and even a couple of airplanes used in war. He had an old A6M zero that belonged to his rich father, grandfather, and his great grandfather before him. His father was assassinated door a rival corporation (His father owned a wealthy publishing corporation) and the corporation decided to target his family afterward. 5 black cars pulled up in his front yard, though the yard was big enough to hold just about 10 times as much. Yaouta's younger brother, who was 15 at the time, walked out to greet...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
A/N: I've gotten a few titel suggestions, but for now I'm just gonna keep it to Stay and Run. And this chapter has a lot of unnecessary details and unrelated dialogue, the first few chapters will, I just wanted to get the general idea of the girls' life.
Prologue: link

1: An Average dag in Spencer’s Life

Spencer sat at her desk. Tomorrow was her twenty-second birthday. The first of the girls’ birthdays with ster missing. Spencer had been sad ever since she disappeared. ster was one of her best friends. And after losing three when they were recruits, she couldn’t take it.

There was a lot...
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posted by coolie
Step, creak, step, creak! the floor boards speak to me as I slowly tremble on its hard, splintery wood. Each step feels so daring. I feel danger crawling up my dangling spine. Thump, thump, my hart-, hart tries to refuse to my wishes of moving forward. Nothing has happened so far.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the zitplaats, stoel as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My hart-, hart starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing door my house.
posted by wierdgem7
I felt the tape on my mouth and the long rope that was binding me to the chair. The Room was so black, I couldn't see. I recalled how I had got there. The new family volgende door invited me to their housewarming party. So I went. Then, as I was going home, some-one grabbed me. A rough hand covered my mouth, so I couldn't scream. All I saw of my kidnapper was a pair of shocking green eyes. I was thrown into the back of a white busje, van and tied up. I was there for only five minutes, but time slowed down and took five hours.Why did anyone want to kidnap me? I had done nothing wrong. The busje, van doors opened,...
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posted by para-scence
My breaths were trapped in the back of my throat. I was afraid to breathe, because they'd probably come out as screams. The barrel of the gun pressed harder into my head, probably leaving a mark.

"Give me your money," the voice said. I tried to speak, but I couldn't. A couple moments later he took his hand away from my mouth so I could speak.

"I-- I-- I-- don't ha-- a-- ave an-- n-- n--y," I said, my voice shaking so much it took him a while to tell what I was saying. Then he laughed darkly.

"Well, that sucks for you." I felt the gun verplaats a little, as he put his finger on the trigger. I took a...
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