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posted by PrincessHotEmo
Introduction
I was kidnapped door a horrible demon.It kill everyone I knew so no one would try to rescue my me.It rapes me everytime it can.Its busy killing people that verplaats in the house im in the basement..
well under the basement theres a cave.I'm not goingto joke the demon is pretty hot but still.He brings me little food to keep me "fit".He loves me he says,but he lies.I lie awake thinking of how to escape.I'm scared let proud at myself for no reason.My Life is hell most of the time.When your life is terrible u never think your good u think your worthless.You feel fake,never like a real person.
 The Demon
The Demon
So Analisa and I walked slowly through her village. I looked around as we walked and everyone looked very happy and cheerful. I was very confused. "Shouldn't they be sad?" I asked. "NOT happy-go-lucky?" Analisa chuckled and replied. " There is no need to be sad. For we have food, shelter, and each other." I felt very bad. Just a few hours geleden I had yelled at my mom for getting mad at me and ran outside. I started to cry again. I sat in the smaragd, emerald green grass,we had walked into a field,
Analisa asked "What is wrong?" I replied "I want to go home" Analisa zei "That would be easier if I knew where u lived. Anyways, we need u here. u cannot leave. I'm very sorry." That didn't help me at all. I layed down on the soft gras and cryed my eyes out.
posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 3: Here It Goes Again.
Roxana woke up one night to hear a loud howl outside her window, she slided herself out of bed with her covers wrapped around her, she walked toward the window and saw a somewhat a large white wolf outside, watching her then it turned its head to hear other wolves howling, the white wolf runs off to follow the howl, Roxana felt like she knew that wolf for a long time, Roxana walked back to her bed and lies down, but she couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning but she couldn't sleep, she sat up, grab her wallet and pull out a foto of a beautiful, pale-skinned,...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 1: Don't Change Me.
A young and beautiful succubus named Roxana opened her green eyes as she sees the sun flooded her dark room with lights from her windows, she sat up in her twin bed, the mattress was tan and her covers were chocolate brown color, she pulled herself out of the bed and throws on her black tank top, then she slipped on her jeans on her long and beautiful legs, Roxana then walked in her bathroom and brushed her long red hair slowly as she stares at herself in the mirrior, she put her brush on the sink and walked outside, as she walks, she turns around as she feels like...
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posted by gumball789
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my vrienden were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my vrienden to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My vrienden have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a boom and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. volgende thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.







Sorry for cliffhangers....
posted by animefangirlz
I was 13 when i had my first love.not my first boyfriend but someone i actually loved.
    
My name is Elisabeth Maddison,but everyone calls me "shinigami" it means " god of death",for my 13th birthday my older cousin Geettto took me to his gig.He plays lead gitaar and vocals for their band. He kept telling me how much they kick butt and all the battle of the bands they won. I just kept walking in the rain as it poured down flooding the sky. We got to the place,it was an old former shed for shipping trucks. The small factory behind it turned into a muziek store.They give local...
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Zoeiz took a subtle relaxed deep breathe. And held it just for a moment.

Christ, door highest heaven adored…

The cold blistering air nipped at her exposed cheeks and the tip of her petite nose. A perfect atmosphere for the winters most important day, Christmas.

It was only 7:55 in the morning. Children throughout the modest town would be up door now, pouncing on their drowsy parents, eagerly anticipating on opening the wrapped gifts and stuffed bags.

She breathed out, the vaporous air revealing her breath.

Christ, the everlasting Lord…

Naturally, fresh flakes of snow began to fall from the...
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posted by coriann
The house lights were on bright. It was a lonely brick house, brownish cream and had a red galvenise roof. there was a square arch around the front door. It was big and had a light and a bench on the side. I walked up the one step to the open door. The boy had already run inside. Contrary to the arch, the inside of the house was black and dim and full of decor and dim lights. I should have noticed from looking at the glass louvers.
I saw a Muslim lady in oranje on the phone. She was fair (light brown) and thick. The oranje sari was high up over her knees. "Mam, Mam"
She was laughing, but she...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-The volgende Day-
I peeked from behind the left corner of the school and saw Cameron carrying Mercury's book towards the school entrance. Perfect. I turned to Zoey and Francine, who were right behind me. "I'm ready. How do I look ?" I had on the outfit Francine picked out for me and the makeup Zoey put on me yesterday. My hair was in a french braid, courtesy of Zoey's mom.

"Beautiful", zei Francine.

"I'm jealous", zei Zoey.

"Thanks." I turned back to look at Cameron, who had probably forgot something because he was walking back to his car. "Wish me luck." I rushed towards Cameron. "Hey."

"Hey." He...
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posted by GummyBears_11
As screwed up as my life was, I always found joy in singing. I sang everyday, no matter what happened. Singing helped me remember a better time. A time when 'he' wasn't around. A time when my mother WAS around. A time when I wasn't alone.

Chapter 1- Ring Around The Rosies

I jerked awake. I was covered in cold sweat, and I still had flashbacks of the nightmare stuck in my head.

"No! Mother, please, don't go!"

There was no use in falling asleep again. It was already 6:40, and soon enough, my stepfather would barge in my room, yelling at me to get up, calling me names, threatening to beat me....
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posted by Dhampires
Hate.Disappointment.Regret.They all make up some of the worst thing in our lives...then why can't we just give it up?Give it up and just throw all our problems away?The answer is simple because this,this is reality not a fairytale of some fiction story,where the writer can just have their way over their characters like puppets.No.Not at all in reality does one have their way to control their life of the lies that people tell them.There's no stopping your troubles in life of changing the regret you've made in the past ...it's life.
posted by problematic124
****Please don't copy***
Chapter 3
The case of the brownie
That feeling from earlier today hadn't gone away, in fact it intensified. I was still spooked door the time I got to school.
"You okay Kyle"Fable asked as I jumped at the slightest sounds.
"Yeah just a little...jumpy"
Before Fable could ask why Mr.Derelo came in and started the class.
"Okay guys pick partners, today were going to undergo the experience of an illusion. Were going to make this classroom look like something out of the 1950's, and it's going to be a house haunted door a ghost"
"In your groups your going to write a meld about the...
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1) Girls (at the age of 15 of so) think about sex just as much as guys do... The only catch is some of us think about it for the emotional parts, and some of us like it for the physical parts. You'd be surprised who is in which group.

2)If u like us, tell us. Do not be worried about what we'll think, because we are flattered no matter if we like u of not.

3) Most of the time girls are 99% sure when a guy likes us. The only way to be 100% sure is if u tell us.

4) For some strange reason I've always found myself to become attracted to guys that like me. (Unless they're super creepy and stalk...
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Hi fans of Writing! I bet we all experienced Writer's Block before, heck, all writers must have. It's frustrating isn't it? So I devised 5 steps to get rid of it and get rid of it fast. If it doesn't work, devise your own plan, but here's mine.
P.S. If u don't know what Writer's Block is of if u haven't experienced it yet, I'm not giving an explanation so find out what it's like first!

Step 1: Don't Panic
-Panicking of fussing over your running out of inspiration will just make things worse and definitly lead straight to mind blank mode. So just relax and do something else other than writing....
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posted by jaloc
Hi. My name is jasmijn and Im 14 and write at random sometimes and this is one time. Ill start writing whenever about whatever from some spot;) commentaar if u like it of MSG me:) here it goes;)
The forest was growing dark and visciously cold. The animals were going quiet, as if they knew danger was coming. I could barely hear the river flowing in the distance and the lapping of the damt trying to stop its flow. My breathing became ragged; my blood was pounding in my ears. I have to verplaats of He would come destroy me. I began to run no matter how much burning pain was in my chest. The crunching of...
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Swing, Batter, Batter, Swing!
Putting my weight on my right foot, the foot closest to the catcher. Leaning back re-gripping my bat. I watched as that black haired pitcher powered up her pitch, rocking back and forth on her heals, taking in her handschoen now to her side and starting the wind-up. 'This is it,' I thought to myself, now taking the best grip on my bat, 2 balls and 2 strikes have passed door this plate and I am not letting this pitcher strike me out, of walk me! I got ready the ball was realeased, and I heard the 'ump' say "Ball Outside".
I stepped out of the batters box, and took a couple...
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posted by Seastar4374
(warning this first part is going to be a little graphic so please do not meld this if u are going to be a hater just leave this artikel right now)

"Come on get down on your knees now!" "No!" is all I could scream to him. He has held me here for three months now and I could tell why now. All the molesting, all the nice treatment, lead up to this moment here and now. He was planning rape. He shoved me onto my hands and knees and all I could let out was a cry. "Oh shut up it'll be over before u know it" He says as he stands over me his legs holding my hips so I can't try and crawl away....
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- Chapter 1: He's A Stray (Raven's POV) -
For only 20 years, 20 long years sucked for me, when I was only 23 years old, I became a vampire, why? well ask Jacob, my moron and teef of a boyfriend I wish I can strangle, me and Jacob were at a party from his friends, he was being a little prick like always even if people are around he would blame me for it, I was just looking at a couple of beautiful roses until Jacob grabbed my arm, "Why u always looking like a stupid tramp? at least toon some respect for once" he zei and jerked my arm away, I ran to the bathroom, I just wish I can go but he's...
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posted by ivoryphills
Elliot Rhodes sat in her well-worn bureau chair at her computer, skimming her notepad for the umpteenth time, tapping her pen as her impatience grew. She waited for a story to flow onto her paper, a feat that wasn't foreign to her until last year, when a book she published got her into some scalding water with the nation's minorities and her publisher.

She was lucky that the publisher didn't drop her; she was a Milwaukeean college student, living just below the poverty line, and whatever small sales her boeken made was added to her meager income. So there Elliot sat, wishing that something would...
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( Hi I am here with another story. In this where ever is ‘I’ please consider yourself there )
Mei was busy with her laptop, Tia and Rocket were sitting in a corner D’jok and Thank were enjoying funny performance of Micro Ice. Ahito was sleeping and I was sitting in one corner waiting for Sinned. There was a loud sound coming from another room. Arch was scolding Sinned for his deeds he did in match. When he came he was a bit angry but when I went there he looked with his caring eyes and zei “hey l’ll sis I’ll come to take you. Till then live here coz my life is kinda unsettled…”...
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