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posted by alicia386
I wrote this before Christmas. Hope bạn like!!!


Andre Louis sat quietly in the library. His butler, James, was standing tiếp theo to him with a phone on a silver platter. It have been half and giờ since his mom called him and explained that they were not coming trang chủ in time for Christmas.

His parents have been in Italy for 3 months. They only called about twice a month.

"James," đã đưa ý kiến Andre, "We may need to make other arrangements for giáng sinh this year. hủy bỏ all of the decorations and bữa tối, bữa ăn tối parties. Tonight, i will take a walk. Make sure Katy is in giường on time."

Andre did not want toshow his misery...
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posted by hippy-hoppy
Prolugue

Sara
5 years ago

As I crouch in the wardrobe, trembling with fear, I hear shouts coming from down the stairs, I don't know who it is but I know that there's 2 men and 1 woman. No rewards for me guessing who one of the men and women are, my mum and dad, but the other one, who seems to be shouting the most vile and mean things I've ever heard, I have no idea of who it is. As I'm trembling I think to myself," whats going to happen to my mum and dad?" and other các câu hỏi like," why did my dad hide me in here?" and "why are they shouting at the man so violently?" I keep thinking about...
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Chapter 1
October, 1964

I lied awake on my bed.

I couldn’t sleep.

My mind was wandering, racing to different topics at the same time. I couldn’t stay on one subject in my mind for thêm than ten seconds. I was restless.

Just then, out of nowhere, I remembered something that I particularly didn’t want to remember. But I did anyway. It was something that I hated thinking about, and something that I thought about all the time. I got up, clad in only a pair of jeans, and walked over to my closet and turned on the light. I pulled down old, dusty boxes and yellowed papers off of the closet’s...
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posted by Insight357
    “Kayden!” Sebastian-my band’s manager-had a look of dismay on his simple features. I couldn’t hear him, but I could read his lips. Anyone who knew me knew to get my attention before they spoke.
    “What?” I asked. Though I’d been deaf since I was five I knew how to speak as well as anyone with full hearing.    
    “You still haven’t made your set list,” he stated, his face screwed up into a frown. “The first performance is tomorrow night.”
    “I’ll have it finished...
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posted by hgfan5602
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality

They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope

When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying bởi their own hands every day.

Some say they will make America better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will

When will tình yêu start?
The ngày we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away

When will our world change?
The ngày we tình yêu too much to kill
The ngày others' pain becomes our pain
The ngày we act instead of just talking about it

"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
Yes, it's hard, but let us try.
posted by -SilverFey-
It's funny. We're so different. Me and Kein. He's so shy. Quiet. Introverted.

But I think I would die if I couldn't talk to people.

Even our mark. He is curious, true. But he's curious in a different way. He just need to know things, then he's fine. He just needs knowledge.

Me? I need to see those things. Be out in those places he reads about. I want to leave. Go somewhere else. See something no one's seen.

I wonder about the other planes. I want to see them. Travel there. Why can't we? The Faeries are clever. And magickal. They could let us.

Sometimes I don't like the Faeries. What they did. They...
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posted by amoremusic
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all bạn want from me
is honesty.

as i write out the facts
bạn act like bạn don't really
care where my tim, trái tim truly is.

Let me tell bạn where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my tim, trái tim
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.

as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest thi ca
that i write, i see bạn looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.

bạn look at me and bạn
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to bạn the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.

as i hold the key to this
honest thi ca that i compose
bạn seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
Chapter One- My First Death ngày (Oh The Joy)

Let me put this into words bạn living, breathing, humans can understand. I'm dead. bạn won't understand a thing if bạn keep on believing that I'm alive. I'm not alive and I will never come back from the dead. This isn't some crappy horror novel bạn picked up. This is real life. And in real life, once you're dead, you're dead, for good. There are no một giây chances and no undos. If bạn continue on this delusional journey that I'm alive and well, then you're better off putting this book down and going back to that lousy crap about the princess who received...
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posted by Problematic129
Part...one second...Part 12!
xin chào peeps, I'm back, how've bạn been doing? If no one's told bạn let I'm glad your alive right now, and I smile knowing that your still breathing. Darling, bạn are worth it, don't let them bring bạn down, take a breather and stand up. Because the best way to fight your enemy is letting them know there not getting to you. Laugh, smile, love, run, scream, do whatever makes bạn happy, do the right thing. And most importantly, live and dream, because nothing, NOTHING, is impossible. It can be done. I own nothing, and if I did I would totally make mention, but right now, nothing is mine, hope bạn enjoy, and don't worry, thêm will be đã đăng soon. I don't own anything, enjoy!
“Misery is optional, pain is an illusion, but tình yêu is eternal” - Bam Margera
The night was cool and dark. bạn can’t even see three feet in front of you. It is a good thing I want them to see me. Otherwise I would have fell over a hundred times because of those stupid cây roots. And above all I have the worst possible luck because my flashlight is dying. It flickered once twice three times and I am now left in the dark. I threw aside my disappointing flashlight and picked a good cây and started to climb.

I was almost half way up the cây thân cây when I heard barking. Is that a dog? Then I saw a blinding light in the darkness. Then I heard them two voices having an argument...
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posted by Dhampires
I made it to my room and saw the dagger on my giường I grabbed it she jumped on me, slamming me on the floor I felt blood ooze down my chin, I didn't busted my lip in the process.

"Get off me!" I yelled and and tried to slab her anywhere but she caught my wrist broke it and brought my arm back.

The dagger had fallen and rolled under my giường I could see it just out of my reach she yanked me up and at the right moment I head butted her. She staggered into the tường and I aimed to cú đấm her in the nose but she caught my fist.

"Your human speed is still to slow you'd need to transform into a full...
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posted by hgfan5602
Fight till the end,
Like bạn don't have another care
Fight till the end.

Fight till the end,
Cuz bạn got all ya power.
Fight like a trooper.

You've got hope
You've got strength
You've got tình yêu on ya side,
So fight now.
Just fight now.

Fight till the end,
You've got all these people
Rootin for ya,
Rootin for ya.

You'll win the fight,
You'll freakin survive,
And you'll be proud
Cuz bạn fought till the end,
And won it,
And won it.

Fight till the end,
You'll win.
Everything inside ya
Is powerful.

So fight till the end.
Just fight till the end.
AND FIGHT IT!!!
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 bởi 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.
posted by 1999jacko
Fantasy

Water looked confused as the old man đã đưa ý kiến all this,"w-what do bạn mean wizard?" Walter đã đưa ý kiến his mind full of các câu hỏi for the old man. The old man answered quickly, his voice seemingly getting older as he went on," bạn are wearing the clothes of a wizard and bạn have a wand in your thắt lưng, vành đai so that means your a wizard." The hard,heavy breathing coming from the old man got louder as Walter answered," but i'm not a wizard, sir," the man cackled and coughed. " Come through here boy and sit down, I can't stand for much longer," he đã đưa ý kiến and started to lead the way out of the room, which Walter...
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posted by hgfan5602
Why did bạn stop talking to me?
Don't bạn know how much I long for your voice?
Just come back to me, please
And share your sweet voice with me

I was broken
When bạn just stopped the voice
Of love, of joy, of our relationship

Remember the times?
Remember when were so carefree
Just running through the fields
Just playing like there wasn't another care in the world

I'm longing for words
Just say bạn don't tình yêu me
Just say bạn actually do tình yêu me
Just say something, I don't care what anymore

I just wish that we could always be together
I just hoped that one night we could kiss
I was just listenin to the trees
And...
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posted by Problematic129
*A little late, but still here. Thanks for all the các bình luận :) and please read and review. And please don't copy.*
    Chapter 6
        Obviously, high school is not kind
    “Well, your sister was obviously lying about the yoga classes,” Cadence stated and I gave him a scorching glare.
    “Obviously she was,” I snapped.
    He held up his hands in surrender. “Calm down cupcake, stuff like this happens, your going to have to brace yourself for the truth and forget all...
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posted by hgfan5602
Run now. Run fast. We all have a place that we desire to be, and that place is not trang chủ for me, unlike most people. My parents have started to torture me since last December, and I have had enough of it. My tim, trái tim is racing, and I know I have to get away now. I can't take any thêm of this. My parents have been holding me in my room, locking me under chain and key, beating my head against the wall. Not your normal kid, the kid who thinks doing homework is torture. This is what I call real torture. Yesterday past midnight, I was thinking, "Why do my parents do this to me? Why? Why? I'm definitely...
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Note: This chapters from Quin's point of view. Also, LadyEmzy16 came up with the tiêu đề Tales of a Group of Outcasts, so she gets full credit for that!

Also, even if bạn don't like it, please bình luận why bạn don't like it so I can make it better.
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I walked into the bathroom and sank to the floor tiếp theo to one of the sinks. I stared at the ceiling.
    I was starting to doubt I was ever going to get a boyfriend, hoặc even kiss. I mean, Zoë had her first Kiss in fourth grade, and I’m fifteen!
    Of course, that’s Zoë....
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The dark shadows of the 5 tall men faintly lay on the tường of the old abandoned factory. Among those men was the Killer and the Leader of the group of men, but it was neither of them speaking it was the newest and most deadly member, who was trying to push himself into the spot of the killer of the group and push the old one out." Listen to me guys sure he got the job done and it was a clean job but he should of waited until the suspicion of us had moved on before killing her." He turned his attention to the leader and continued," if bạn had được trao me the job I would of waited because she didn't...
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THE EDEN CHRONICLES

BOOK ONE: A LITTLE BIT thêm THAN LOVE

PART 1: TWERA AND THE PRINCE

Chapter 1

Kikikyo stared straight ahead as he flew. Clutched in one foreclaw was a book of centaurian poetry. His father, King Parthurnax, disapproved of the centaurian tình yêu poems contained within the book.

"Love? Bah! In my day, we didn't have anything called love. bạn modern Những câu chuyện về rồng aren't tough," his father had đã đưa ý kiến the week before. Kikikyo could remember thinking, <Here we go again. Another speech on how the ancient Những câu chuyện về rồng were better.> Between his young son (at the tender age of ten-and-seven) and...
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