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posted by Vampiyaa
"So, where are we going?" Aiko grinned. Blaine beamed at her.
"I was thinking someplace special," he said, trying to sound casual. Aiko thought and then replied, "Do u have somewhere in mind?"
"Take a look." Blaine pointed to the entrace of the new amusement park. Aiko gasped.
"No way!" she laughed. "You actually got tickets?" Blaine shrugged and said, "It wasn't hard. When I zei I was the agent of Dusk Rivers, they had to let me in."
"How much were they?" Aiko asked curiously. Blaine hesitated.
"Not much," he zei hastily.
"Blaine, tell me."
"No."
"Yes." Aiko stared hard at Blaine from over her sunglasses, until he finally sighed.
"Fine," he zei in exasperation. "They were a hundred apiece."
"Blaine, that's ridiculous!" Aiko cried out, stomping her foot. "Why were they so much anyway? Tickets are usually just fifty per."
"Er... because tonight is the Harvest Moon Festival," he zei quietly. "And because I zei I didn't care how much they were." Aiko stared at Blaine for a while, and then sighed.
"You are very strange to me, u know that?" she said. Blaine grinned and replied, "Yeah, I know." Aiko flinched when Blaine handed the ticket woman the hundred-dollar tickets. A man standing in line beside them peered at Aiko over his spectacles and said, "Hey, aren't u Dusk Rivers?"
"Ah... no," zei Aiko hastily. "Everyone says I look like her, but..." Her voice trailed off.
"Moving on," zei Blaine quickly, steering Aiko away from the line. What neither of them noticed was that somebody was following them closely. Somebody with a long, sinister looking jas and a hat that shielded his face in shadow. Someone with glowing red eyes and fangs that were wishing to sink into Aiko's throat.
"Ah... no!" Blaine sighed, when a drop of water landed on his nose. "It's raining!" Aiko froze stiff and immediately looked at the sky. It was too dark for her see if thunder was involved.
"How about we go in...?" Blaine began to suggest, but his voice suddenly went slack as he noticed Aiko's horrified look. Aiko shook her head to try and clear her mind and then smiled nervously at him.
"Y-yeah!" she stammered. "There's a warehouse over there. We''ll... stay in there for a while." Blaine followed her curiously into the warehouse and shut the door.
"This is one huge warehouse," exclaimed Blaine. The warehouse was nearly the size of a football field, with large boxes scattered here and there.
"Hey, there are stairs over there," zei Blaine. He approached them and climbed out of sight. At that moment the lights shut off.
"Gah!" Aiko gasped, jumping backwards and tripping over a box. When she finally managed to get up and brush herself off she heard a rustling volgende to her.
"Blaine?" she whispered. "Is that you?" Blaine didn't answer.
"Blaine?" Aiko said, blinking in the darkness. "Okay, come on, this really isn't funny." Blaine did not reply. Aiko began to feel her way through the darkness, panic starting to build up in her chest.
"Blaine, if this is your idea of a joke, it really isn't funny at all!" she zei irritably. She jumped when her hands found something soft.
"Ah... i-is that you, Blaine?" she whispered.
"Maybe," zei Blaine's voice quietly. Aiko swelled up with anger.
"Where have you—?" she started to ask, but at that moment a loud clap of thunder sounded from outside. Aiko jumped, squeezed her eyes shut and sank to the floor, praying that whatever building she was in, it had a roof on it. of at least something rubber inside it.
"Aiko...?" Blaine zei uncertainly.
"Ah... it's nothing!" she zei hastily, stumbling upward. "I just—" A seconde clap of thunder was heard, and this time Aiko flinched and yelled, "Uh... I HAVE TO GO!" She tried to run for the exit, but ended up slamming into Blaine and knocking him down. Aiko buried her face in his chest, her hands clenched against his overhemd, shirt and her whole body flinched.
"Aiko, are u afraid of thunder?" Blaine asked her. Slowly and shakily, he felt Aiko nod. Another loud crack of thunder pierced through the air. Aiko flinched again, and this time she slid her arms around Blaine's waist and hugged him tightly.
"Come here, silly," Blaine laughed, sliding his arms around her shaking figure. He felt her trembling under his arms and for some reason he couldn't help but think somehow this was right.
"Blaine, don't let it hurt me," Aiko whispered, clinging onto him as if for dear life. Another crash of thunder; Aiko screamed and squeezed Blaine even meer tightly.
"Shh..." soothed Blaine, smoothing back her hair in a comforting sort of way. After a while the storm blew itself out and the cracks of thunder and lightning stopped.
"Aiko," whispered Blaine. "Come on, wake up."
"Nng," she replied. "Is the lightning gone?"
"The lightning can't hurt u anymore," Blaine insisted. "It's nearly two in the morning; Elaine going to kill us."
"'Kay," Aiko mumbled. They exited the warehouse to find the park dark and closed.
"Oh God, we are so dead..." zei Blaine desperately.
"Wait," Aiko zei hastily, tugging on Blaine's sleeve. "When was the last time u replenished?"
"Oh, brother..." Blaine zei exasperatedly.
"Don't u 'oh, brother' me, Mr. Vampire," she zei firmly. Blaine rumpled his hair and zei quietly, "Two months ago."
"That's ridiculous!" Aiko exploded. "Let's go behind the building and—"
"No," zei Blaine flatly. "We really need to go before Elaine has our throats."
"She's not the one who need mine," Aiko hissed. They stared at each other for a while, and then Blaine allowed Aiko to tug him behind the building and into the shade of the trees.
"Nobody will see us here," she zei softly, cheking for any intruders. She slid down the uithangbord and tied her hair back.
"Okay, go," she zei firmly. Blaine put on arm on her shoulder and one arm around her neck. He opened his mouth wide, exposing his fangs, and slowly and carefully pressed them into her neck.
"She... she isn't even in pain..." Toyo gasped. "Well, not entirely in pain..." He watched Aiko's face twitch slightly, but still not a single scream emmitted from her rosy lips as it had done on the occasions when Toyo needed to replenish. Toyo doubled over when the scent of her blood was carried door the sudden gust of wind , his eyes flashing a glowing red.
"Got... to... get out... of here..." he choked, running in the opposite direction. Aiko exhaled slowly, the pain fading away slowly as Blaine took his fangs out of her neck, panting. His eyes were glowing red as he stared at her; Blaine's consciousness had been gegeven away to his senses. Slowly they faded from red to chocolate brown again and his dark expression slid into something that was almost devastated.
"Can... can I try something?" he asked quietly. A trickle of blood was running down the side of his mouth.
"Um..." stammered Aiko, noticing how close Blaine's face was to hers. "Sure, I guess." Blaine reached out and cupped the side of her face with his hand.

End of Excerpt. Aren't I just cruel? :D
posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
This is a story that I wrote for a writing contest at school. It's called My Sweet Release... Here it is:

My Sweet Release

MY NAME IS DREAM, AND TONIGHT, I lay here to die. Just lying here is perdition, and my faithless mind reminds me that miracles don’t exist. My hart-, hart bleeds out, and my newborns are still unaware of my predicament. As my little kittens feel content now, I recall everything in my life that led me to this moment. …

When I was nine months old, I was a normal housecat; carefree, jubilant, peaceful. I still lived with my mother, as she took care of her latest litter. There were...
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posted by QueridaPantufa
It’s dark. I can’t even see my own hands. Where am I? I hear something! It probably just was a rat of something. What did they do to me? Can I escape? Are they watching me right now? Am I alone? My head hurts. I feel like someone is slamming a hammer against it. What do they want from me? Money? If it’s money, I’m in big trouble. I haven’t got any. Of course not. I live on the straat for god’s sake. Why me? Why did they had to choose me? Haven’t I gone through enough yet? Is this some kind of sick joke? Maybe it’s a punishment. I haven’t done anything wrong though. At least...
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posted by mia1emmett
my mother called us down for dinner. we have not fixed up the keuken-, keuken so we were going to find a restaurant of fast food. we leaved close to the shops but i had to drive to get there. we all jumped into our new car. Roxy sat up front with my mother. but i had to sit back her with my drooling 2 jaar old baby brother Ron. Ugh we were listing to Roxy's mix C.D she has not taste in music. i turned my ipod on and listened to it. after 3 songs we got to pizza hut. thank you! my sister really didn't like pizza hut but i didn't care. i was the first one out and went inside, i asked for a tafel, tabel for...
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Chapter Six

After running away from Sean Connors because she was scared that she will do meer stupid things in front of him, Jamie had tried so hard to not bump into him. To do that, Jamie ended the soccer practice session with Mac early and after having lunch with Mac, Michael, and Jake and for the rest of the day, Jamie did some chores that were completely useless and just relaxed with her family door hanging out with her three kids and at one time, having a very steamy make-out session with her husband in the basement to keep her mind off of Sean Connors who’s equally as sexy as the man she...
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posted by Bella_Swan96
OK, so this is a short story I had to write for English class. Plaese tell me what u think about it- I hope u like it.



“Z, get up,” Erin whispered and shook my arm. I opened my eyes to glare at his golden-tanned face. Erin was my best friend and all; but he was so impossible that it wasn’t even stellar.
    “I can’t believe you. Blue hair? That’s so last month,” I mumbled sleepily and sat up in bed.
    “It’s retro- purple is so not stellar… and so is sleeping in, FYI,” Erin replied with a smug smile.
    “No-...
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12 Stages Of The Hero's Journey (Narrated door Christopher Vogler) via FilmCourage.com.
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Story Structure Is 90% Of The Work - Jill Chamberlain via FilmCourage.com.
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What Writers Should Know About Intellectual Property - Kaia Alexander via FilmCourage.com.
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Why 99% Of Screenwriters Fail - Corey Mandell via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by ZekiYuro
A superhero is a fictional character with special powers.Since the first Superman story was written in the USA in 1938,superheroes have appeared in various comic boeken around the world.But meer recently they have become better known as film characters.

Although superhero powers vary widely,superhuman strength and the ability to fly are common.Some superheroes do not have special powers but have developed other important abilities.In order to protect vrienden and family,a superhero's identity is normally kept secret,which often means superheroes have complicated double life.

There have been successful...
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posted by ZekiYuro
If u were hiking in the North American Wilderness and u saw a beer coming slowly towards you,what would u do?
a)"I'd talk to it quietly"
b)"I'd walk away slowly"
c)I'd try not to look at it"
d)"I'd make a loud noise"
e)"I'd run"
f)"I'd climb a tree"
g)"I'd pretend to be dead"
h)"I'd spray pepper in its eyes"
i)"I'd try to fight it"

Well,all of these are possible-the best thing to do depends on the mood that the beer is in.If it comes towards u slowly,experts say u should talk to it quietly,walk away as slowly as possible,and don't look the beer in the eye.It's possible that it will lose interest....
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posted by funnyshawna
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?


This is just a short poem, inspired door Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
posted by jonas1fan
Some say every jaar a mysterious girl named Twilight comes out on the first dag of October. The town called Ithaca, a.k.a, Halloween town, people think she is a vampire but it is not true. I just moved here but before I did I have heard legends about her. They say she meets girls and then they disappeared, never see them again. Hey, that is what I have heard about her. Well this is what I think, she is the Halloween spirits daughter and to come to see if people are ready for a real scare. However, if she scare’s u too much it may lead to death. I don’t even believe she even exits it’s...
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If u Can't Answer This vraag Stop Writing The Story - Andy Guerdat via FilmCourage.com.
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World Building Essentials For Screenwriters - Steve Douglas-Craig via FilmCourage.com.
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One of Scotland's most active centenarians,Lady Morton,has been a driver for nearly 80 years,although she has never taken a driving test.But last week she had her first ever accident-she hit a traffic island when she took her new car for a drive in Edinburgh.

Lady Morton,who celebrated her 100th birthday in July,was gegeven the Nissan Micra as a surprise present.Yesterday she talked about the accident.'I wasn't going fast,but I hit a traffic island.I couldn't see it,because it had no lights,which I think is ridiculous.But I am all right and luckily my car wasn't badly damaged.'

In spite of the...
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Kaleb explains how to write a book
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Source: love
"Hello." "Hey long time no talk." "Yea, no, kidding." "Why, do u call today?' "Well, u know I just need help finding my best friend." "Don't worry sweetie u found him. He miss u tons." "Really, I wish he knew how much I miss him." "Sweetie, he does. Just remember to smile for him for he smiles for you." "I smile everyday because I know he care about me. Does he want to hear my new poem?" "He always wants to hear your sweet writing."

I have been very lonely since my best friend left me here, in this grove of trees. The gras has turned brown and the gravel road is now mud. We no longer...
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posted by cullens-rule
the crystal night
Chapter 3 the meeting

I woke the volgende morning feeling dreadful I had a headache and I was still exhausted even though I had slept in.
I got up and headed for the bathroom to find it locked so went back to my room and changed into my light blue fleas and jeans, I opened the curtains and the window, I gazed out to the forest feeling empty hoping he would be their and as I thought he was nowhere is sight, I herd the lock relies on the bathroom and grabbed a towel.
Once I had finished drying and brushing my heir I took the towel downstairs and put it in the wash pile mum came into...
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