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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
I have no idea where im going to go with this one yet again. So suggestions would be good...thanks!



Alexis tossed and turned causing her sheet to slip off her bed and onto the floor.The rain pelted off of the window, the wind crashed through the trees causing them to howl. Goosebumps appeared up and down Alexis's bare arms, soon she was shivering. Yet she didnt wake from her hellish dream, that was disturbing her well needed sleep. She began to whimper, and moan. Finally her golden eyes flashed open darting about her room. Satisfied nothing was there she rubbed the goosebumps, collected her...
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Every Beginning Screenwriter Is Told They’re Terrible door Peter Russell at Story Expo 2014 via link meer video interviews at link
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Very funny... because we all used to think that's how things worked.
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posted by DxCFan123
The school klok, bell rang, school was over. I felt happy. As I sat down on the bus, Bruno sat beside me. I smiled at him. And he zei "So, where are u going?" "I'm going home. Where else?" I said. The bus ride home pagina was faster with him talking to me. The bus stopped. My block. As I got off the bus my head screamed once again, "He is the helper" I walked inside the house and did my homework. Hoping no one would pass door and see I had no parents there. No one did. I watched TV. I felt lonely now. Someone knocked on the door slowly. I yelled "It's open!" And Bruno came in. I asked him why he was here. He zei nervously "My mom and dad aren't home pagina I guess. I dont have a key and I banged on the door but they didn't answer." Then he looked around and zei "Where are your parents?" I replied without any emotion, "Oh! They're working. They never come home pagina til' like midnight" And he watched TV with me. I felt happy. But still felt bad. What if he is a bad-guy? I may not know. But I will soon
posted by Haonako
sentence-writing prompts for writer's block of if u just need inspiration. this may had been done before but heres some meer just in case

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"She was like one of those songs from when he was growing up that sounded like rebellion, but felt like the safety of years he made it through"

"Upon seeing the sunset in her eyes, I knew my life would end at the curve of her smile."

"I could have been something to you. And you- u almost let me be"

"And you’re completely sure u had nothing to do with the forest fire?"
"Geez, burn a building down one time and you’re labeled for life."...
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posted by kbsruthy
"The memories of my childhood"....
u are in my heart"...always"....

I walk alone in those all days".....
thinks about u only"...
It's an only secreat between u and me"...
times to grown up...still thinks about you"...

Iam busy in my studies"...
but i never forget you..from my heart"
the days passed u and me grown up.."
but he doesn't look at me.."

I feel i ignored door him"...
but my hart-, hart still beat for him"...

and still have hopes....

"He never heard my hart-, hart beat"...i feel mushy
i hope one dag he will...
but it's never happend...!!!


" he is still a bachelor now.."

time to realize " am not in his "HEART"..and his feelings toward me a brittle"...
It was a golden summer evening. The last rays of the setting sun reflected off the surface of the water whilst reeds swayed lazily at the banks of the pond. I closed my eyes, feeling content for a moment.
The old jetty creaked as a small boy walked along it, stopping volgende to me. He sat down with a thud, and turned, grinning, to face me.
“Not long now,” Jacob zei happily, “another tester.”
I smiled in return. The excitement of summer had worn off quickly for us, and our small town didn’t offer much in the way of entertainment for children of our age. So, we spent our days playing mindlessly...
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posted by Isabella_17
I feel like you're breaking me,
I feel like u don't even care.
I feel like u want to break this friendship.
I feel like u rather have him than someone who can be a true bestfriend.
I feel like killing myself,
I feel like cutting myself, Is that what u want from me?
I feel like i'm always angry,
I feel like you're always happy.
I feel like giving up,
I feel like saying fuck this friendship,
I feel like saying fuck friends.
I feel like i had your back when u needed it.
I feel like crying, Just to make u happy cause that's what u like right..?
I feel like u love seeing me in pain.
I feel like saying goodbye...!
The Reality Of The Hollywood Screenwriter Fairy Tale door Justin Trevor Winters of KILLING WINSTON JONES via link meer video interviews at: link
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