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posted by joe-edwardfan
“    the new beginning ”

As days passed it got worse. I couldn't take it anymore, we were growing apart, barely even talking.
Anything I talked about doing, Edward would disagree of say its not safe.
Once, I was going to the toilet and Edward asked Alice to go with me!. To the toilet!
That led to a dag of me ignoring him. That taught him a lesson to shut his mouth and stop making decision for me…..well for about 24 hours. Then it starts again.
“Bells….your getting so boring! Talk a little…oh! I have a better idea lets play” Emmett grinned.
“Emmett, cant u see Bella Is tired? She has to rest” Edward zei and put a hand on my shoulder.
“But Edward, all your making Bella do is rest and home pagina work!” Emmett argued with him.
I removed Edwards hand from my shoulder and got us before walking to the door.
“Where are u going?” Edward asked.
“I’m going somewhere where I can make my own decisions. Not have someone making them for me!”
“Bella. I don’t think…”
“I’M NOT A DAMN PUPPET EDWARD!” I screamed at him.
Everyone appeared volgende to Emmett, who was looking at me with pride.
“You cant just go! Victoria could be out there waiting for you” Edward zei angrily.
“Well….news flash Edward. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE! I’d rather live a short happy life than a long crappy, hiding in the shadows one!"
“Bell….”Edward started to talk but I cut him off.
“Just shut up Edward! I'm talking. u are hiding me from everything! From the volturi and that stupid Victoria. Even from my friends”
“But its for your own protection”
“I don't need protection. Did I have a say in this? NO! I didn't. What a shock! u are living my life for me, Edward! I don't even have a say in what I eat! Your always saying that's not enough u need meer protein, meer this meer that…blah, blah, blah!
He was looking at me shocked.
“What Edward?” I asked. He cant honestly say he didn’t know he was like this.
“Bella I’m sorry…I just...i just want u to be healthy…if u want u can eat anything u want… its no probl…”
“EDWARD!” I screamed.
He still looked confused.
“My health isn't fucking important to me!...you know what? I'm leaving. Cause your not going to change me and if I stay here I’m always going to run from my problems…that’s not gonna happen! I want my short human life to be spent in peace and for me to make my own decisions!...I’m tired of this Edward”
“Bella…look…if u want…”He reached to take my hand but I just took a step back. That hurt him. I could tell door his face.
“I don't want anything from u ever again Edward” I told him.
“Bella lets sit and talk about this” Alice looked at me with pleading eyes “we can figure this out..”
“Maybe later Alice…I want to go home. To my own house.
So… what did u think?
I know in this chapter I was a little harsh with Eddie but….HE DESERVED IT! Wouldn't ya be if the one u loved acted like this?
Heheheheh!:)))
volgende chap is going to be better… maybe a little B/E but it will soon change!
Sooo….GUESS WHAT? *~~~~ Review~~~~*
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posted by liviabutterfly
Chapter [#2]

Narrators POV

An old man in a mantel walked into the neighborhood in which Olivia lived. Everyone stared at him as he walked around.

Olivia's POV

I smiled brightly as I dived into the ocean, "wait up!!!" Oliver laughed as my five brothers ran after me with surfboards, buggy boards, buckets for picking up sea shells, and dad brought out our special maid sandcastle buckets. They were big and made the best structures ever!!! Plus our family is known for our sand castles/structures. I smiled and dived down, feeling the salty cold water against my skin, it's the best feeling ever. When...
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    I walked for so long, looking for something, not knowing what that someone thing actually was. The sky bleeding with an oranje sunset as the sun moved ever so slowly below the horizon. I stopped in my tracks ans stared for a moment, than went back to searching for my mystery object. This was a great time to take in the woods which have always scared me. It wasn't bad walking through them. everything was oranje from the ending of summer. It was like walking in those stories u always hear about. Just then, a soft rustle in the bushes interrupted my thoughts. Not knowing...
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posted by BennieBear27
Chapter One

My alarm went off at 7:00 on the morning February 8th, 2017. I reluctantly sat up on the edge of my bed and yawned.

"Morning." I heard a voice say. My eyes were still closed.

"Luna?" I mumble. "That you?"

"Yep." I open my eyes to see Luna Middleton standing three feet diagonal from me.

I shared a room with her, her twin sister Kyla, and my brother Jacob. That's how everyone does here. u live with your twin and your SIDA partner.

"So, sleepy head." she smirked. "You gonna get up of what? If not, I'll eat your breakfast for you."

I don't reply and shake my head.

"Oh, come on!" Luna...
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Prologue
The wind was howling like wolves in the night, and Will sat shivering in his post. The torentje on which he sat overlooked a tall rock ledge that sloped into the ocean.
“Why do I get this bloody post.” he zei to himself. The air was so cold up there that it sank right into your bones. Even though Will had dressed as warmly as he could with a thick woolen cloak, he could still feel the icy fingers creeping up his back. The brand in the brazier barely helped either.
“Nothing as always.” he zei as he looked out to the edge of the sea. He had taken to talking to himself when he...
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1 being the best 10 the worst
These boeken are great for summer reading I can honestly say that anyone that reads them will want to read them again.

10. Deacula door Bram Stoker
9. The Hobbit door Tolken
8. I'm the king of the kasteel door Susan Hill
7. 1984 door George Orwell
6. The secret diary of Adrian mol door Sue Townsend
5. Pride and prejudice door Jane Austine
4. Jane Eyre door charlotte Bronte
3. Lord of the Flies door William Golding
2. The curious incident of the dog in the nighttime door Mark Haddon
1 Rebecca door Daphne du Maurier
posted by ejenk1025
Chapter 2

I pull into the driveway of the cafe. I look into my rear view mirror. I look good. (Laugh) I get out of the car then fix my clothes. I'm ready. Just be yourself. Ok. I'm walking in. Don't fall. Don't fall .. He sees me. Just walk up to him.

"Hey."
"Hey. Glad u could make it." zei Lucas
"I'm glad u could make it, too."
"Well. I work here so..." zei Lucas
"You work here? Cool."
"Yeah. This is actually my mom's cafe. Let me introduce you." zei Lucas
"Oh goody." I zei nervously

Good impression. Good impression. Good impression.

"Mom, this is Brooke. Brooke, my mom." zei Lucas
"Pleasure...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Five

Mason met Olivia at his favoriete restaurant. It was a perfect dag for a avondeten, diner date. The sun was shinny, the clouds were extra white, and the gras seemed greener then ever. If only she knew that this was a avondeten, diner date. He signed the last autograph for today as Olivia sat across from him at their round table. Her hair was curly and in a ponytail. Then she wore a red dress with a thick, black riem in the middle. His seconde impression of her was still the same, gorgeous. This datum was going pretty well but Cassidy dresses better. Mainly because Cassidy is rich but he didn't want to...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Four

Olivia was extra busy today. Today was the first dag of the movie shoot for Hourglass. Before they could even start recording the movie, the would have to check up on everything. The wardrobe had to perfect. The scenes had to be accurately planned out. Then they had to make sure that all of the camera crew was positioned. Olivia wouldn't be able to receive the permits until tomorrow. So they couldn't start filming until then. She followed closely behind Mason as he did the daily check up.

Mason went straight towards wardrobe and the outfit choices. The outfit for Charlotte's arrival...
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Remembering is just an invention of the mind,
So u need not try to remember something,
u remember it automatically.
Which is the best thing that u could have.

The good times that we had...
It is placed in a portion of your mind.
The bad times that we had...
It is placed in the other part of your mind.

u try to forget all of the bad things that happened,
But it is not possible.
It is stuck in you.
The bad things are painted in ink on your heart.

The good things, u try to remember.
And they stay.
They never go.
Never leave you.

Remembering is just an invention of the mind.
And, well...I guess I'm happy for that.
So I can remember every friend I've had,
Every boyfriend,
And all the good times.
Every memory will never leave my heart.
They will never be forsaken.
Never.
posted by Problematic129
*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went door and meer pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
Stan, the young donkey, was wandering sadly around the barn. He seemed hopeless and wounded and had no desire to speak to any of his fellow donkeys; even talking to his father was not appealing to him that exact moment. In fact, he was feeling ashamed of having a donkey father. He was ashamed of being a donkey altogether.
As the moon and stars scattered across the dark, blue sky, Stan decided he no longer to wander. He needed some solution, he needed reassurance, and only his grandfather seemed appropriate for that particular job.
Grandpa Roger was sleeping peacefully in the barn. He had become...
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Bane’s POV

I laid in the grass, watching the clouds. I was beginning to dose off, right before sleep took me, a body pounced on me. I groaned, and looked up. A shaggy haired boy was sitting on my chest, giggling. My best friend, Christian.
    “Get off!” I yelled rolling over. He slid off me.
    “Party pooper,” Christian stuck his tongue out at me. He was so childlike, but that was something I had always loved about him. That’s also why we got along so well. He was hyperactive and loud, while I was cynical and quite.
    I...
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posted by Hades223
CHAPTER 1


Jason Card sat at his bureau in his science classroom bored out of his mind. He hated science. It was his least favoriete subject. Mainly because it was the last subject of the dag and door that time Jason was usually ready to go home.
Mr. Form droned on and on about chemicals of something. Jason didn’t listen. He just sat at his bureau and drew on some paper. He was a very good drawer.
Jason Card was a fourteen jaar old as of yesterday. His black messy hair never gave in to a brush which usually meant it was mangled and messy and went down to his ears. He was wearing a simple red t-shirt...
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posted by cullens-rule
Chapter 4 Tom

“it would be easier if u knew, but I will try to explain, as well as I can, u know my name is Tom but my seconde name is Cullen”
I interrupted him now
“Tom Cullen? Sounds old fashioned”
“It is, any way I’m just seventeen”
He looked away sheepishly like he was lying this made me curious would he really lie about his age.
“my real parents are dead now, they died of an illness I don’t really know much about them”
“I sorry that must be hart-, hart braking”
He looked miserable he looked into my eyes and I could feel his pain, but he carried on
“I take after my father...
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posted by e2mma2weasle3
How to Add Emotion to a Story

1.    Understand trefwoorden of Key Phrases. Key Phrases are phrases in a story that triggers the waterworks. They are sentences that make people cry. Such as, a pet dies. u could write, "Goodbye, Old friend." A Key Phrase could also be an action. Such as, there are two pets. One pet dies. The other pet tries to sleep with the other one door cuddling up to the dead body.

2.    Add a lot of relationship between the one who dies and another character, whether that is a human of an animal.

3.    Add comedy to the...
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posted by sapherequeen
*Sigh* Okay, this is the first piece of writing I will ever share with anyone. Rarely does the idea of a poem ever enter my dark mind. But tonight, just two minuten ago, this one came to me, and I had to...write...it...down...


I’m aching here
I’m bleeding there

Pain strikes within
My every move

And there’s
Nothing
I Can
Do
To Make It
Stop

The tears roll down my face
And freeze there quickly
And stay until the time comes
Where they are no longer frozen
And begin to stream down again

My hurt was bottled up
But someone broke the bottle
And now it’s
Everywhere
And there’s nothing
I Can
Do
To Heal Myself

I’m...
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“Look at them, trying to figure it out. Trying to work out why a pure-blood has come to their school, Antiworld, huh? This could be fun”. There was a young man sitting on the top, boven of a gargoyle wearing a white overhemd, shirt with a black jas over it. His eyes where a light green with a black cat eye stroke through it. As the man stood up u saw that he had pitch black hair and his skin was white like paper. As u closed in on the man’s face u saw his eye drop a line of blood down his cheek, as if he was crying blood. The man looked up at the sun covering his face with his hand, he closed his...
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hallo guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem writing path. Well hope u like it, and please, if possible, add a commentaar saying what u think.

Me and Those

Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants u to do something,
of be something
That sometimes u don’t want to be?

They are those!
u know them!
u probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect u to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
u don’t want to take.

They are those who expect u to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
u prefer to be small and humble.

But do u think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!

They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since u were born,
Came up with a path for u in life.

But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.