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SOUL Experiment #0012: Chapter 4

posted by Skitty_Love

That volgende morning I stretched and hopped out of my bed. My snow white wings unfolded and rose above my head. Yes, I forgot to mention that professor gave me wings when I was created. I totally forgot what happened last night, did he say something like he was going to experiment with hybrid Taoloids? Yes... Now I remember.. After I undressed out of my lacy oversized roze and white night japon, jurk into my regular roze and magenta dress, I crept down the long hallways and into the kitchen. I got to make Professor Rhinestone breakfast! I unexpectedly overslept a half uur later, possibly because I was...

The Life I Chose *short story*

posted by sawfan13

Alone. All cold, cold as snow in December's winter embrace. What have I become in life? I let the others push me, let poverty and unhappiness take over, and let me live a short, tragic life. Did I long to be miserable and unhappy like Poe so I could become a great writer? Did I read The Little Match Girl too much at age five of six to the point where I became her? Am I an attention seeker because my parents never gave a damn about me? I could have been anything, anything I wanted. I was a great writer, fantastic artist, had a perfect boyfriend for me, but I just threw it all away. If I could,...

Speechless

posted by para-scence

They zei I was just an unfortunate child, born to the wrong people. I'd never seen light until I was eight years old. My parents were criminals (I hadn't known this before of course). They'd hurt a lot of people. They were captured eventually, but then they had managed to escape the prison they were in. Then I was born. My parents were afraid they were caught, so they stayed in an apartment for eight years. No light, and almost no human contact. My dad was the only one that ever left the apartment, to get necessary things like food, clothes, and what not.

I never went to school. Mom taught...

SOUL Experiment #0012 Chapter 2

posted by Skitty_Love

"Mmm this thee is delicious. Many thanks Soul." Professor Rhinestone zei charmingly. I quickly nodded. "Yes! Will we be starting training soon?" He looked up at me, is fuchsia colored bangs covering his shinning eyes. "Very well. We need to u to be top, boven Taoloid, after all." He said, I showed him a little smile. "Yes!"

"Hyaaaaaaa!" I balanced the long bamboo pole on the tip of my index finger. "Aye, this is not gymnastics Soul, this is real. This is battle. Come at me." He held his pole in front of him in a dynamic position. "Uh...I.." His leery glare caught me. "Yes.. Hyaaaaaaaaaa!" I sprinted...

Wands and Spells: Chapter 3

posted by Skitty_Love

Celeste's POV

As I walked through the leave-crunching forest, a familiar scent started past my nose. "I know this smell, I just can't name it.. Hmm..." I tried to forget about it and verplaats on but it began to bug me. Soon after I stomped through, the irritating smell getting my temper up. "Teehee, w-wow.. I love this spell book my father gave me!" I perked up anxiously. A voice? A-a girl voice.. She didn't sound like anyone I knew.. Should I find her? What if shes a wi.. No, she couldn't. I cautiously walked toward the voice, and u know what was weird? The smell began to rose. I was itching...

Wands and Spells: Chapter 2

posted by StarWarsFan7

Angel's POV

All of my life, it's been pretty much very normal. With school, home, and learning some new spells. As a wizard myself, we have to keep our gift, a secret. There's nothing worse than confronting a witch. Ohh...! Just thinking about those ogres gives me the chills! The magical setting in our family wizard lair is deep in a closet. To tell u the truth, it's rather large! If u open my closet door (which is the entrance to the wizard lair) it will just be a normal clothing closet. But if u cast a certain spell on it, the closet is now the wizard lair. My dad, Miguel is the full...

Wands and Spells: Chapter 1

posted by Skitty_Love

Celeste's POV:

Since a long time ago, 30 years to be exact, wizards and witches have been mortal enemies. The wars. The discrimination. It would not stop. Thankfully now, it has settled down. That doesn't mean the hatred has stopped, it just means we witches make sure we don't go anywhere near wizards.

"Wha-BAM!" I sent a powerful charge into my hand. A neon oranje light fired at the object I held in my right hand. "Hahahaha! Perfect!" I cried. The sweet thee I had was now turned into a one of many healing potions. I sighed enlightened. "Another job well done, Celeste." I had to admit, I was a...

meer Than This Ch. 21

posted by para-scence

Along with the excitement of having a baby, I also became very worried. What would happen if I had a seizure during the pregnancy? What if my medication harmed the baby? I went on the computer and began searching for answers. Blake stood behind me, reading over my shoulder.

"It says u can continue, of stop your medication... It's up to u and your doctor," he read aloud. I nodded.

"It also says major seizures can be dangerous..." I sighed. He patted my shoulder. "But, if I do take the medication, there's an increased risk of birth defects."

"What are u going to do?" he asked. I sighed.

"I...

u remind me of him. he reminds me of you.

posted by fly210

"Good door danny," I zei kissing him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the dag would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.

4 months later

I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I zei to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie of somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 35

posted by Insight357

The five months had passed quickly. Nothing much had changed, except I was sleeping in Alexander’s bed on a regular basis. I was also much happier. I didn’t have panic attacks as often, but that could’ve been because I didn’t have the stress I used to.
Alexander and I had been packing. We were moving to Russia. Dr. Anozi and all my family were over there. Alexander’s parents had passed, and he didn’t have any relatives. He was okay with the move. I was excited about going home. It had been years. The only thing I had seen of home pagina was the occasional postcard...

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meer Than This Ch. 7

posted by para-scence

"Aren't u excited?" Dad asked again. My jaw hung open, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Yeah, Dad. That's great." I stood up and went to my room. I paced in my room for a while, fiddling with my fingers. The tears filled up more, making it nearly impossible to see anything. This can't be happening. He was trying to start a new family. He was recreating what we had before we... There was a knock at the door.

"Irina?" It was Dad. I ran over to the door, and locked it just as he tried to open the door. "Irina, please let me in. I want to talk to you."

"Go away!" I cried. The whole thing felt so...

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He's Gone... But I hear Him

posted by GabbyRaptor

There I am... Gabby Raptor.... " I miss him" I say to myself standing on a montain... alone. Then I hear a voice..." Mike...?" I say.... Nothing there... Mike was an old family friend... He was like a father to me.... The father that left me when I was five... My mother she went after him and eventuly died... I found that out 3 years later after the acedent.... Mike was a good friend.... All I have left of him is his horse "Boxer". It was my fault the killer got to Mike... It always is my fault.... I'm nothing but trouble... But what sadens me meer is that I'm rejected...My 3 brothers and my...

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meer Than This Ch. 4

posted by para-scence

A while later, Blake had to leave for football practice. We didn't get to finish the project, but he zei we could work on it sometime during the week. It was strange, I actually felt a little sad when he left. I shook it off; I barely knew the guy.

"See ya in school," he smiled. I nodded, and he left.

I spent the rest of the dag doing nothing; I didn't have work today. Then I heard the front door open. Crap, did I forget to lock it?! Did Drew get in?! My hart-, hart was racing. What do I do? Should I just go to him? Should I hide and hope he thinks I'm not here, then he'll leave? My fear was so strong...

Bang Bang - He'll shoot me down [[Introduction]]

posted by HattersMadGirl

Title inspiration: Bang Bang door Nancy Sinatra

This fanfiction is a crossover between the Joker from the Dark Knight and Sweeney Todd. It has its own strand, and it is possible that there appear some new characters, of not.
Batman is not supposed to, but maybe I will change my mind about that later.

The setting is England, London, in the 19th century - the Victorian Era.

But the most important part: this text is originally in german. I translated some of it into English, but most of it I didn't, so I fear u have to use Google for this.
If u request my translation, though, I might do it.

Sidenote:...

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Nothing meer Ch. 16

posted by para-scence

I sat on the keuken-, keuken counter, in the painful silence. I wanted this, why was I so sad? There was a knock on the door, and my hart-, hart skipped a beat. I went and got it, and was surprised to see it was Andrew.

"Hey. I was hoping u weren't gone yet," he smiled. I smiled weakly.

"Hey. What's up?" I let him in.

"Just wanted to say goodbye. And see how you're feeling." My hand instinctively went back up to my throat, the gauze still wrapped around the healing stitches.

"I'm doing good. Thanks."

"No problem," he sighed. "So, Belinda's probably going to be in for life; for murder and attempted murder."...

Nothing meer Ch. 8

posted by para-scence

It had been almost a maand since I arrived at Gail's place. It wasn't that bad there. Actually, it was a lot better than I thought it ever would be. Since then, I had had absolutely no contact from my brothers. I was starting to get worried. How was Reed? Was Nikolai happy I was gone? Did they even miss me? One Saturday morning while I was eating breakfast Gail must;ve noticed I was in a mood.

"What's up, kiddo?" she asked.

"I just miss my brothers," I shrugged it off. "They haven't called of anything,"

"Well that's 'cause they can't," Gail zei with a strange hint of optimism in her voice. They...

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The Hunt for My Angel: Chapter 1

posted by gabatron3000

Oni

I was sitting. Doodling on a notepad with a purple pen and sitting on my favoriete green beanbag chair.

“Oni, Oni!”(Oh-nee) Yelled my eldest sister June as she jogged into my room oh so gracefully. I sat upright, noticing that I was slouching again.

'Sit up straight of you’re gonna get a crooked spine and spend the rest of you’re life in a wheelchair.' I mocked my Mom’s frequent nags. She’s a Chiropractor, u know how they are.

“What is it my Lovely sister dear?” I asked June snidely while rolling my eyes.

You see, I haven’t been in the best mood these past few months. I...

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Nothing meer Ch. 6

posted by para-scence

The volgende morning, I was woken up door a blinding light. I groaned and covered my eyes with my arm. What the hell was Nikolai of Carmine doing in my room this early?! I rolled over onto my stomach, smothering my face in my pillow.

"Good morning, Sunshine!" a female voice said. That woke me up.

"Huh?!" I said, leaning up real fast. Then I realized it was Gail. Then I realized I wasn't home. I frowned and rubbed my eyes. Gail had opened the blinds right door my bed. I looked over to the bed volgende to me; Scout was gone, her bed already neatly made.

"It's almost ten o'clock," Gail informed me. Then why'd...

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Nothing meer Ch. 3

posted by para-scence

The volgende morning when I woke up, I was still on the couch. Reed was still deeply asleep, but Carmine was gone; probably at work. It was a veilig bet that Nikolai was gone too. I stretched slowly; my body was really sore from sleeping on the divan, bank like that. I yawned and slowly got up, not wanting to wake Reed up. I took a quick shower; the scar on my leg starting to become irritated. I put some burn medicine on it; because that's all we had that might help. I wrapped gauze around my leg. Then I got dressed and went to the keuken-, keuken for breakfast. There was a note on our tiny refrigerator.

"Harley,...

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Save Me Ch. 10

posted by para-scence

"It won't be so bad," Micah said. He held my hand in both of his, as we sat on the porch swing.

"I know..." I zei sadly. But it will be. The foster family that was taking me in lived a half uur away from here. I'd be going to a new school, have a new house, need to make new friends, and even live with new people. There's something not everyone gets to say. And I wouldn't be able to visit Micah.

"Alessandra!" called Mrs. Peters, my new foster-Mom, called. Her and her husband had finished putting my bags in the car, something they insisted on doing themselves so I could say goodbye to Micah....