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Part 1

Alexis walked side door side withElyon, who had been waiting patiently outside the door for her to get ready. Her shoes slapped off the ground and her long pinifor swayed door her knees, she wrapped her long arms around her upper body feeling the chill of the large building.
"You will get used to it," Elyon murmered peering in the classroom as they past them."It's normlly warmer at night, but thats in the main building, not here I'm afraid," she saidrubbing at her own goosebumps. "We arent alloeed to wear anything else butthe uniform, against pollicy...though they get to wear-" she stopped catching herself before she could go any further. Alexis stopped, notticing the slip. She waitied for ELyon to stopp and turn back before questioning her.
"They?" She zei putting her hands on her waist. Elyon bit her bottom lip and looked around.
"We better hurry up," she zei pulling at Alexis's shoulder. But Alexis pulled away from her grip.
"What is going on Elyon? What is it u are not telling me?" Elyon started to mumble that they would be late but Alexi hushed her. the truth was that they already were late, and Alexis didnt want to walk in late and new. Elyon looke dodwn at her shoes before finally looking up to stare Alexis right in the eyes.
"This isn't exactly a normal school, Alexis. There are some people that live here and are different,' She zei playing with her fingers. ALexis scrunched up her face and shook her head.But before she could ask any meer Elyon continued. "they have these gifts, like magic...they don't wear our uniform...i dont know how to explain it..them. But the only attend for these classes, then they leave to go back to their own private building." Alexis still didn't understand.
"But how do u know this? How do know that they have...gifts?"Alexis asked lowering her voice. Elyon looked ashamed.
"Because should be going to that school, Alexis I was a Primrose Student!"

Sorry have to end this on here, I will be putting part 2 up tommorow.

Thanks for reading x
posted by FreeAwesomeness
The way u killed me…and so many more…
Why? What’s the point?
For yourself? Earning yourself money?
Is that it? That’s all?

You don’t care about us in the least!
You don’t care about the pain u put so many through!
How could you? How can you?
You’re just ruthless, and nothing else

You’re just doing it so u can survive!
You’ll do anything for that!
You don’t care about what u put us through!
You’ll steal our ability to survive so u can yourself!

Why?

Because you’re selfish
And careless
And if u want to stay like that, be my guest
By my guest to let me kill you

There is a price...
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First Name: Sayori(you are called Sayorihime at your temple)
Last Name: Tsukine
Age: 16
Height: 5’7
Weight: 121
Eye Color: Pink
Hair Color: Black(straight short bangs, straight long hair that goes down to your knees and the end of the hair is straight)
Personality: Stubborn, clever, smart, tactician, strong-willed, kind and caring(but doesn’t admit it because of stubbornness)
Info: u are the descendant of a very strong and powerful miko* named Mizuhahime. u have strong powers, strong enough that if a demon absorbs you, its powers will increase door 100X and if mated with a half demon, the child...
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White. White everywhere. i pushed myself farther, made pain ripped at my sides, as the cold stabbing breeze lifted the hair off my bleeding chapped lips. I stepped farther not knowing where i was going. Another sharp breeze burned my face as tears refused to fall from my aching eyes. Been so long since i laid my head to rest. My feet slowly going numb leaving me to face the cold alone. I was at war. A war with the icy breeze,and with myself. Trusting no one.

I tried so hard to impress them. To get them to love me. To gain their friendship. No one knows me. No one will find me. No one is looking....
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As an outcast, Adeena had always felt for the underdog because she saw herself in them. The queens daughters grew up in a palace. Normal french folks grew up in a village of some sort. But Adeena...Adeena grew up in village of caravans.Her father called a "tent city" because the poorest of folks could only to live there. But despite the stereotypes, she was still distanced from other children simply for being a gypsy.

"Ha..as if being a gypsy overrides every decent thing I've ever done" Adeena pondered, "If they changed the name of a rose, it would still smell as sweet. If they changed my culture,...
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Thirty minuten later, the concert starts and I automatically put my earbuds in to listen to me amazing music. The band walks on stage and I imediately notice the singer, Aiden. I may hate him, but he is stunning. He has gorgeous medium length shaggy black hair and brownish black eyes. He looked so good. As they started singing, I blanked out. I didn't want to hear their scaring music. I might die is I listen to it!
The guitarist, Derek, the one Lillian is still in love with, has black hair with white highlights. He has this cuteness about him. I'm not saying I like him, but I can kinda see...
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Ivypool PVO☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Ivypool padded beside Toadstep outside the camp. It was a full moon night and Toadstep and Ivypool were chosen to go... They had just been out hunting with Dovewing, Lionblaze and Cinderheart. Ivypool and Toadstep had found all of the mice nest and brang in tons of prey for the Clan. Seeing as it was leaf-fall everybody praised her and Toadstep for catching so much prey.
Squirrelflight was purring and eating prey with Leafpool who was now another medicine cat again Ivypool noticed they were so close as she walked out...
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As ancient as mother Earth’s treachery
Caught in the line of Athena’s sight
Left alone to travel in this treacherous world
She walks in beauty, like the night

Though with beauty comes this fight of death
In this quest she fails though she tries
Eternally alone in this fateful dark
Of cloudless climes and starry skies

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent
How could it after what happened?
My pain unbearable, yet it happily shines
I look on from Artemis’s tent
As the sun sets on the sea that took his life

The smiles that win, the tints that glow
I will never forget my love for him
As a Huntress I now see Hermes
With the soul of the lost he flies off like a crow
Till we meet again, farewell my love
CHAPTER FIVE:
The rest of the school dag passes door uneventfully. I learn nothing about Pike’s location. I only see Harold once meer throughout the day, in Chemistry class. I still can’t explain my fascination with him. At lunch I tell Danny how I’ve befriended Harold, and this seems to please him, for it seems Harold is also a friend of his. “He’s unbelievably modest. That guy’s a true genius. All the teachers can’t believe how smart he is. He even was allowed to skip the senior year.” He says. “Why didn’t he do it?” I ask curiously. “Because he doesn’t have…” Danny...
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posted by ejenk1025
Chapter 3

So. It's the weekend and I have nothing to do. Im still stuck on why Lucas didn't kiss me. Is there something wrong with me? (Laughs) Who am I kidding? I'm Brooke Davis. Nothing's wrong with me. EXCEPT LUCAS WONT KISS ME! To dramatic? Yeah... I know. Anyway, I guess i'll go to Peyton's house. Hang out there of something.

"Hey." zei Peyton
"Hey."
"I'm glad u came over. I was bored as hell." zei Peyton
"Where's Nathan?
"In his room. Playing wideo games with one of his vrienden I guess." zei Peyton

As I walk into Nathan's room to say "Hi" I notice the most shockingly thing ever!

"Lucas?"...
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This is A story of tragic, betrayal, and romance blooms through a time of desperate and dark times. This story has no relation to any actual historical events, and anything depicted in this story is not true and did not take place in actual French history. This story was made for entertainment purposes, and only a name of a few locations actually exists.



In the late 1800s, Alchemy was a major part of European Culture, but was prohibited door the Church, for Alchemic teachings went against God’s teachings and the Catholic beliefs. In a Small town off the borderlines of Paris France, a middle...
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sorry guys i haven't been writing once again i am very busy so i have not had a chance to write but i will finish soo i can start the 8th grade guide which i will update hopefully....but i will start now.

So school has started and so far so good.The first days we talk about rules and expectations they have. But after that week is over they just kinda start with stuff. The first few weeks of 7th grade were good we voted for school officers, and of course Cassie won vice president(she was the only one running). u see Cassie is a "Triple P." She's Pretty, Popular, and Peppy. She is a Pom, she...
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On the first days,everything went alright.Kai phoned her every time and every where.He talked to her so much that she felt he was still at home.But sometimes she talked to him,and just realized that he was absent when she received no answers.
But until today,it was completely terrible.Yurin was bored,Kai had been going abroad for 1 week,and in her dictionary "1 week" didn't mean"a few days".No food any meer in the fridge,dirty clothes was full in the washing machine....and so many unconvenient things happened.Kai didn't phone her too.Despite of not wanting to say it,but Yurin had to admit that...
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There’s nothing I hate meer than being trapped, but that’s exactly what I am. All because of my stupid, small bladder, I just had to go to the bathroom. So I went into the bank to use theirs, because nothing could go wrong, right?

Wrong, which is just my luck. Just as I leave the bathroom a group of guys decide to rob the bank. Just peachy. One of the guys yells at us to get down on the ground and we obey. Then he tells us to give him our phones. Oops. I accidentally left mine in my portemonnee in the bathroom. When he gets to me I tell him this, he’s not really happy about this. Now he’s...
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I deny the truth,
But really,
That is nothing.
I do that just to protect myself.

I cannot let the truth overcome me
All at once,
I must let it come at me
Pieces door pieces.

The truth is always shocking,
At many times sad.
But I must accept the truth
Even after a while.
Because denying the truth
Is like lying to myself

Denying the truth hurts my soul
But it also protects my soul at the same time.
I don't know what to believe.
It's all too shocking for me.

I deny the truth.
I protect my soul.
I protect myself.
But I also hurt myself.
I know what happened,
I know that your parents are divorced,
because I was the first
u told.
I want to help you,
but I don't know
what all that
pressure
and sorrow feels like.
Like you're drowning
in a pool of tears
and your friends
are just watching and
laughing,
like it's a joke.
But it's not a joke,
it's your life.
They aren't even
your friends,
they are just people
who say they earned
that title.
I don't understand.
My parents aren't
divorced,
they don't fight
every time when
they see each
others face.
I can't help.
But you're
my friend.
My best
friend.
And I will
try to help.
I will stand door
your side even when
we are miles away.
Because even though
it might not feel like it,
u are never
alone.
So, in anticipation of the official release of my Harry Potter fanfic, I've decided to post my hopes for the entires series. It's a little over two monthsuntil the release, folks. I hope to see u all in the discussion.


IN THE BACKGROUND
Hailey Jane Potter usually doesn't mind being the sister of the Boy Who Lived. But when the most evil Dark wizard in Britain threatens what remains of her family, she has to fight back. This is the story of Hailey's seven years at Hogwarts.

SPOTLIGHT
With the seconde Wizarding War over, it's time to pick up and verplaats on. Some things havechhanged, but others stay...
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Chapter 1
Boredom

Thantos was sitting on his bed, continuously throwing and catching his blue foam ball, with his headphones in his ears and muziek playing too loud and combing his medium length black hair out of his bright abnormally coloured eyes.
    “This is so pointless. I need something better to do,” he said, scratching his extremely pale skin.
    Thantos paused his IPod to hear a scream and girls laughing.
    “What the- what was that about?” He asked himself, getting up from his bed and walking to his door.
    “I’ll...
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I believe in my hart-, hart that we shouldn't have to change of selves of stop following our dreams just for someones approval because this is our life and they have to live theirs if we have a dream that our hart-, hart is at then we need to go after it and ignore those haters because they'll make u stronger.For example if u want to be a singer be a singer,If u want to be an Artist be an artist.If u want to be different and original than be original because u have to fulfill your dreams.If u stop because of haters ,you will never feel happy of complete and you'll let the hater win door giving...
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posted by DxCFan123
I came back to reality when she mentioned coming home. "N-N-No it's fine, I can go home pagina door myself" I zei to her
"Come on! It's OK with me!" she zei and pulled me out of the hospital and forced me to tell her the way home. I told her to stop when we arrived in the cemetary. "My house it just down there" I said, pointing down the straat to some houses.
"No one has lived in that house for years, Sam. They're still all for sale, too." she said, glaring at me through her slit eyes. She turned around and pushed me through the large gates causing me to almost fall over a headstone. Suprisingly, I...
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posted by AbbieCoast
The truth is, writer's block comes in many different shapes and forms, not just the famous "I can't think of anything." Sometimes we feel like we cannot write anything good, of sometimes we have so many ideas we can't decide what to write.

So for those who have the lesser known syndromes, I bid u welcome.

Now, if u have the “I can’t think of anything worth writing about,” syndrome, you’re wrong.

I know how that sounds. Just stick with me.

You may be thinking about the most worthless la-de-da in the world. Boy meets girl. They marry and have a child. Everyone’s a Mary Sue. I’m not...
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