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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Today was Saturday. It had been 3 days since Ethan’s and Thor’s night of fun and ever since then everyone has been laying off the whole fall in love thing so today I decided to give the pendant thing ago.

But this time something was different
This time when I closed my eyes and the pendant went up in the air and I saw the man with the woman she looked sad.

Like she was hiding something

I tried to get into her thoughts tried to see what her feelings where but it stopped again. I got up and ran down stairs, Thor was the only one that was home pagina and with him was Ethan. I was panting, Ethan got up, and from the divan, bank he looked alarmed.”Sade? What’s wrong?” he zei putting his hand on my shoulder, usually when he touched me I would flinch of slap his hand away but this time I didn’t I couldn’t. “I tried it again, there’s something different about his time” I said, he shocked with his smile and slight giggle. “Always the persistent one, now sit down” he zei he had control and power in his voice, he slid his hand onto my upper back and stirred me to the couch.”How was this time different?” he asked, I looked at his hand now sitting on my shoulder he then quickly moved it away. “Ah, I usually see the same thing, but this time the girl she looked sad” I said, I looked up at his face expecting a smile, but there was no expression. “But I thought the pendant only changed when Mocaloo’s changed it” he said, now worry in his eyes. “What? Moca what? I asked. “Never mind” he zei now he was smiling, I liked I was glad when he smiled again I hated seeing him upset. Then we heard a thump.

It was Thor; he took one look at us and smiled. “Seriously, just go out already” he zei walking over and sitting in the divan, bank opposite to us we both looked at each, Ethan smiled. “nah, man looks like she’s still denying it” he said, I was going to say something else but instead something else came out.”Ethan? Can I talk to u for a second” I said, as soon as I did I saw the shock on both their faces, Thor’s especially.

Ethan nodded and we both walked into the kitchen. For a while we just stood there until he finally zei something. “Well?” he zei raising an eyebrow. “We can’t tell Thor” I said, he gave me a confused look. “Why?” he said, looking at Thor who was trying to consecrate on the game without the corner of his eye slipping.”When I came out, I was totally freaking out! It would just worry him” I said. Now I was looking at Thor. “Fine, but if he asks I’m not lying” he zei walking off toward Thor.

For the rest of the weekend me and Ethan didn’t speak, in fact he didn’t even come over. That Monday morning I got up extra early. As I walked down the halls I recognized Thor, he was cooking pancakes. I walked over to the tafel, tabel and sat down; he then turned around and raised his eyebrows. “You’re up early” he zei putting the pannekoeken, pannenkoeken on a plate. “I could say the same thing to you” I zei taking a pancake and taking a bite out of it. “I’m trying to stay in mom’s and dad’s good books” he zei sitting down. “Yeah, about that where did u go?” I asked. “I told you, a club” he zei taking a bite out of his pancake. “Before that, Ethan zei u were going somewhere” I said, taking another bite out of my pancake. “Ethan, eh” he zei in a mocking tone. “Shut up!” I zei punching him in the arm. “Ouch, Okay, okay, but come on, you’re saying u don’t have any feelings for him” he said, rubbing the part of the arm where I punched him. “I don’t know” I said.

At school my first period was gym. Half way through it we were called in a cirkel and then I noticed standing volgende to the teacher was a young boy about my age. He had Light Brown hair, green eyes and was very tall. “Alright everyone this is Remi Martin” The teacher said. As soon as he did I heard chatter, I realised that his name was familiar, Adam had zei something about having a brother. This tall boy was Adams brother.

After that class no one had stop talking about the cute boy and it wasn’t just the girl’s the boys were talking about inviting him to kom bij the football team. The volgende period was Math and like every other dag Adam was sitting volgende to me. I could hear all the other students talking about the new guy Remi and how he and Adam had the same last name. I wanted to say something to him but what was I meant to do? Just walk up to him and say ‘hey are u that new guy’s brother? u did mention once in class that u had one. So for most of the class I just sat there staring at him. “Sorry, u don’t mind if I sit here?” zei Remi. He had the most perfect green eyes. “No, sure go ahead” I zei putting on a girly smile. He got his book out and started reading I was now looking at him he notice this and looked back then he smiled.

Just as the klok, bell went Remi got up and I saw a glimpse of Adam’s face it was filled with fury pure hate. As I walked to my locker I noticed that Adam was talking to Remi, they were huddled together I couldn’t hear of see their mouths moving. I saw Remi roll his eyes and walk off.
When I got home pagina I saw Dawn sitting on the couch. She was texting on her phone I went over and sat volgende to her. “Hey” I said. “Hey” she zei and nodded at me, I watched her as a smile lit up on her face. “You and Ethan, eh” she zei turning to me with a smug smile. “What? How did you?” I zei the look on my face was shocked. “Thor told me” she said. “Well it’s not true” I zei giving her a mocking look. “Okay, but u should give him a chance” she said, dropping the smile and putting on a begging look. “No” I zei giving her a glare. “If u worried about him hurting you, he will get his justice” she said, now giving me a smile. I returned the smile and got up.

That night I had a lot to think about. My first thought was would I give Ethan a chance; I mean it’s like I don’t like him. Oh god, I do like Ethan, so that means wait, what does it mean? I don’t have to go out with him, Does it? I kept thinking about what would happen with us and together it just doesn’t seem right. I was still going on like this until I heard a tap at my window.
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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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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
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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posted by GreenLight24
 I'd wear that...
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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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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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...
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 This is Molly Stray
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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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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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...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Tayce’s p.o.v

“Training time for Lilly” I sneered looking at the small blond. She nodded. “Let me get ready” She said. I shrugged and then turned to go, but was stopped door Hayden. “She already trained today” he informed me, I nodded. “I know, but Rebecca wants her to have meer of it” I told him, he rolled his eyes. “Why is she being such a bitch?” he asked me I laughed. “It’s Rebecca, she sees her as a threat” I told him, he tensed up. The he turned to me. “You’re not being so bad” he said, pointing out that I’m usually a bitch. “She didn’t do anything...
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It was no place, it was like a palace. "This room is
covered with crystals," noticed James."I know, wait,
get that map out, see those symbols their on the floor
over there," explained Justin. "Those symbols are translated
in English on the map here," remembered James. "Ok, it says
weather your at 2 destinations at once the centre will always
bring u hope and justice," recited Justin.

The seconde Justin zei 'Hope and Justice' the bracelet
that William have him shone from the reflection, of the
crystals that glittered and flared, he then noticed the
crystal ball was in a box that had fingerprints...
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