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posted by coolie
“Pump! Pump!” went my pounding tim, trái tim as I trembled across the deserted hallway of school. As I looked around in this hall of nothingness, I realized that I was the fist person here. However, I had the feeling that I was being watched, and followed. It was not a good feeling
I didn’t mind getting to school early because I always liked watching the other kids scatter out on the playground one bởi one, and watching them tham gia different games. I was too afraid to play the games that the other boys played. Football and their aggressive chasing games just seemed dangerous, and I couldn’t stand the thought of getting hurt and taking a risk.
“Craackk!” I quickly jumped up, and pounded my feet on the rough cement ground. My head spun back like throwing a Frisbee in reverse. I had stepped on a wooden, arrowhead necklace. I looked back, too frightened and too shy to see if I was being watched. There, standing right behind me, was an alien like figure. It had four bulging eyes and slimy green skin that drooped into a long cloak. It oddly had an old Stanford baseball mũ lưỡi trai, cap on its head. It opened its snake looking mouth, and spoke to me.
“ You! bạn stepped on my necklace. For that, bạn must take me to your leader!” It explained in a high pitched and robotic tone.
“ U-um b-bbut, bạn want Mrs. Simon?” I asked
“Yes! Agree, hoặc I will curse bạn with nightmares!”
“ bạn cc-can’t t-take Mrs. S-simon,”
“ Well than! I will curse bạn with nightmares!” I stared at the alien, and the alien stared at me with its four silvery eyes, breaking the laws of hypnosis. I tried to speak, but these words were clogging up my throat; Who are you, how do bạn control my dreams, Why do bạn want Mrs. Simon, and how the heck did bạn get that stanford baseball cap?
After that long school day, I was nervous for bed. I shook while eating bữa tối, bữa ăn tối even though we had quesadillas, my favorite. I trembled while brushing my teeth. When I got in my bed, it took 1,200 sheep, and 200 pages of that encyclopedia I used as a stepping stool, to finally fall asleep. I envisioned a peculiar and scary dream; I was walking down that same hallway, and I saw that same creature. In the background there was scary, and horribly creaky violin music. It seemed as if I was hearing a 4 năm olds first violin recital.
In my dream, I told the creature, “ I need bạn to make it stop! Your nightmare is killing me!” but the creature just gave me that devil like glare. It opened its mouth and showed its sharp teeth. I ran away into a hall where there were a few people from my class. I felt relived, but they just looked at me pointlessly. I was as bewildered as when Alice fell down a hole, and realized she was going to be late for something she didn’t even know about. How could they just sit here and do nothing. I was being chased bởi an alien! Then all of a sudden a thought ran to me, and knocked me out with a club; The kids didn’t see me. The alien grabbed me and cupped its slimy hands over my neck, but before I could experience death, I woke up with my tim, trái tim pounding repetitively. I thought in my head; I can’t do in real life what I did in that horrible dream. That couldn’t happen. I didn’t meet a real alien, hoặc did I. My head was a spiral of các câu hỏi and thoughts.
The tiếp theo morning, I shook and trembled down that hallway like a shivering hamster. I heard that same violin âm nhạc in my head.
“ Hello again,” đã đưa ý kiến the high-pitched voice behind me. “ Did bạn have a good night sleep? Haa Haa Haa!” I didn’t say anything. “ You’re to shy to talk to me? Pretend I’m one of you’re Những người bạn bạn talk to.”
Then it all hit me in the face like a baseball bat knocking me flat on the ground; I never talk to my Những người bạn so I’d never talk to an alien, but most important I’d never make a friend. I ran away. At lunch, I sat at an actual bàn with a whole crowd of kids. I was nervous to say anything. What if they laughed at me? I remembered what the alien said, “Pretend I’m one of you’re Những người bạn bạn talk to.” That’s what I needed; a friend. I finally decided I needed to face my fear. Instead of fear facing me, and controlling everything I do.
Suddenly someone mentioned something about Survivor. Survivor was my yêu thích show, so I was sure to have a response. My words were boomerangs full of courage. They flue up to my mouth and then curved back to my vocal chords. Finally, those boomerangs Mất tích their touch and curl, and flue straight out of my mouth and into a few sentences.
“ Oh yeah! Did bạn see the part were J.T Mất tích the immunity idol?” I asked
“ That was so dumb. I can’t believe he did that. There’s one tonight,” đã đưa ý kiến the kid sitting across from me.
“ Oh, cool! I’ll see bạn tomorrow, and we can talk about it,” I said.
“ That sounds like a plan,” and after that, I knew that was just a start to a new friendship.
I knew I just made a friend, but I still hadn’t solved my bad dreams problem. I knew I needed the courage to confront that alien. That night I didn’t shake through everything I did. Instead, I was determined to talk to that alien, and not let my nightmare get into my head. I couldn’t let fear control me. Finally, I fell asleep after 997 sheep, and 40 thêm pages of that encyclopedia. I saw another dream where I stood up to the alien, and it almost ate me. However, I didn’t let some nightmare stop me do what I was determined to do. The tiếp theo morning, I thought out exactly what I was going to say to the alien. I was finally in that hallway.
“ Hello again! Do bạn like my hat? Muy-ha-ha-ha?” đã đưa ý kiến the devious alien.
“ I do not like your hat. Alien, I think it’s about time bạn listen to me! I bel-!”
“ I was wrong!” Interrupted the alien. “ bạn are the leader. bạn were worthy enough to confront a frightening alien and overcome your fear. I worship your courage. No nightmares will come to you. My village has something for you.” The alien took out the chuỗi hạt, chuỗi hạt cườm I had stepped on. “Keep this so that you’ll remember me, and the time bạn overcame your fear,” calmly đã đưa ý kiến the alien.
“Thank you.” I replied. The alien and I smiled at each other, and walked away.
I will always worship the time I met this alien, and overcame my fear.
I need to stop and catch my breath but I can't.

I have to keep running even if I die trying. I wouldn't let them win; couldn't let them win. They're getting closer now.

Have bạn ever had those dreams where bạn feel like you're running at the speed of light but you're hardly moving? That's how I feel now. No matter how hard I try, it's like no effort is made. Not like my nightgown was helping.

I keep running, not even knowing what's chasing me. All I know is, they're hungry for flesh and blood; my flesh and blood. I don't know why. I don't know how this happened. I don't even know where I am; all...
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posted by sparkles3
this is a người hâm mộ fiction of the novel, Darker Still, bởi Leanna Renee Hieber.
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in tình yêu with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.

But history repeats itself.

Now, in present ngày New York, 13 năm old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced bởi a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed thêm often. But is that really best?
What This Handout is About…
This handout will explain what a Literature Review is and offer insights into the form and
construction of a Literature Review in the Humanities, Social Sciences, and Sciences.
Introduction
OK. You’ve got to write a literature review. bạn dust off your world literature
anthology book, settle down in your Ebert and Roper at the phim chiếu rạp theatre chair with
your bắp rang bơ, bỏng ngô and soda in hand, and get ready to issue a “thumbs up” hoặc “thumbs down”
as bạn leaf through the pages. “Literature Review” done. Right?
Wrong! The “literature” of a literature review...
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posted by hgfan5602
How I long to be back in my sweet haven,
Covered in blankets,
Replenished with water and the works,
Right now.

But.
I am not always so lucky to have one
For I am not your regular kid
Who always is lucky to have everything

For...
I am not a kid
I am not a person with a home
I am...
An infamous vagabond
Known for many cases of murder
And everything that I consider to be
My hobby.

I tình yêu being a bad vagabond.
Being bad's how I live.
So live with it.
hoặc get killed.
This.
Very.
Instant.
Fire.
It is destruction.
But yet,
it shines beauty, and;
it is the gift of rebirth,
new beginnings,
the strength that boils within your soul,
bumbling deep inside
beneath the surface
waiting for bạn to
spread your wings like a phoenix,
showering bạn with the fire
waiting to burst to the surface and shine.

Fire,
its energy,
raw and primal energy
one so old,
the flames cry a thousand tears,
of souls Mất tích within its flames,
their souls,
live within the fire's kiss
eternally,
becoming one with the fire,
and be reborn,
forever and eternal
as a phoenix...
the soul immortal
as is the fire,
wild, passionate, primodial
can it be tamed?
No. can tình yêu be tamed? No
tình yêu is like the fires....untamed, unstoppable...
it consumes,
like a fire's kiss.
Do bạn dare to play a fire's game??
A little girl walked around the open playground, her solid brown eyes looking at the ground, sun shining on her straight auburn hair. It was her first ngày of một giây Grade at a new school, and she didn’t know anyone there. She much rather liked walking around and looking at all the little bugs and twigs and other stuff she could find, though, instead of playing Tag, hoặc swinging, hoặc making necklaces out of dandelions.

As she stooped down beside the tire house to poke at a little colony of ants, she heard a humming noise. She looked up and saw a little boy about her age, sitting on the top...
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posted by Shadowvixen49
He sits, staring blankly at the tray bàn seven inches from his face. He leans his head ever so slightly to the right, then ever so slightly to the left, watching the black line jump the sides of his nose. He has watched it every ngày of his life, always taking it for granted, never questioning its presence. But it is here, on his hands, his pants, his shirt, his nose. It is everywhere, a defining edge, hiển thị the ending of one yet the beginning of another. It changes from points of view, disappearing in your vision while still existing in your friend’s. It is there but cannot be touched,...
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posted by InvadaMiz
The door slowly creaked open, and out came Snowbell, the twins' snow white kitten.The twins sighed, Miyu picked Snowbell up, while Nakku closed and locked the creaky door.There were huge thumping noises coming from upstairs, getting closer to the door.Nakku quickly pulled Miyu back into the safety of the kitchen, their mother's skin was pale, and she had the most terrified look in her widened eyes.
Nakku and Miyu started explaining what had happened when they were in the attic.
"That means she caught up with me then."Their mother said, everyone else had fled to their rooms when the thumping had...
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posted by shenelopefan
Sandra

"A los sueños"

Y se asomaba ella por la ventana y miraba con ojos de desolación el paraje casi silencioso de su barrio. Veía pasar a una mujer con sus hijos, a los niños jugando contentos y a las señoras que pasaban tranquilas por la calle. Sonreía vagamente cuando algún ave volaba cerca de ella. Se escuchaba un sonido lejano de autopista, oyéndose cada tanto el ruidoso motor de un camión. Sin razón aparente ella miraba por la ventana, buscando la respuesta invisible a un interrogante que no existe.

También ella me miraba a mí. Cada tarde, yo salía a tomar sol para despejarme;...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-The tiếp theo Day-
I was still getting over the fact that Cameron called me last night. It was just to ask about Mercury, but he still called me.

I was already downstairs eating cereal.At least that still tasted like cereal and not like meat. After I was done, I gave my bowl to Gram, and left for the school bus.

-At School-
Cameron came up to me again. "Hey Vanessa."

I looked around nervously. "Cameron, no. bạn know we can't be seen together."

"It's okay, Mercury's not here."

Believe it hoặc not, Mercury never missed school.

"Don't bạn see Cameron? She's testing you. She's probably watching us right now."...
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As Cierra Fray ran through the cold forest, the scent of blood filled the air.
The stomping of boots behind her became louder and louder as time went on.
"Over here, men!" A loud voice said. "I can smell her blood! Come out, come out wherever bạn are!" The voice was the head of Asru, the organization whose prison she escaped from.
The thick brush scraped her bare arms and legs, giving her deep cuts. Poison Ivy nicked her dark skin. Hopefully, Cierra looked up at the night sky for some sign of a way out. All that was there was the moon, mocking her. It was free, and she wasn't. Well, not with...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-One Week Later-
"Let's go, we're going to be late for school", Francine called from outside my front door.

I hopped my way toward her, since I apparently sprained my ankle on the night of the accident. "Thanks for the help." I roll my eyes. She grabs my sách off the phòng bếp, nhà bếp table, and I grabbed my crutches.

-At School-
Zoey was waiting for us at the entrance. "Finally!"

I came toward her. "Nice to see you, too." They helped me to my locker. "Why didn't bạn guys come see me in the hospital?"

"I don't like hospitals. They're fill of sick people and germs", đã đưa ý kiến Zoey.

"And I had a bóng đá game", said...
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OK, so, with the holidays and the business of school, I have decided NO party chapter. I won't be able to write it for a while, anyway. So, let me just put it this way:

Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still Những người bạn with Skye, but, being with the được ưa chuộng crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."

Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a ngọn lửa, chữa cháy started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on Những người bạn terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.
posted by DxCFan123
I was terribly tired bởi the time class was over. I though I was just going to collapse. They had us run a track 10 times, do excercises in the heat, and then we had to sit and do a lesson on responsibility (then again, it was a responsibility class)

"So, um, I guess I'll see bạn at school tommorrow!" I đã đưa ý kiến before we departed

"Uh, it's a Friday! Know what? Miranda's having a party this weekend. bạn should come! Here's her address" he said, then pulled out a piece of paper with Marie's address on it.

"Uh, thanks! I'll try to come!" I yelled, then waited for him to be out of sight.

"Okay, ONE, I...
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Eight of them stand in a loose circle, bags dangling off their shoulders, slouching. They exchange glances and then they are off, their sneakers padding the pavement, barely making any noise. One bởi one, colorful masks go sliding over hàng đầu, đầu trang of their faces. Some con vịt, vịt under the break in the chain link fence and the rest hurl themselves over hàng đầu, đầu trang of it.
    The dusk does not cast shadows and that it when they travel best. With their backs pressed against the rough brick of the alleyway, they hesitate a moment to catch their breath, running over the plan one last time in their...
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posted by DxCFan123
I walked to my locker and turned the knob. 57892. It swung open and I took my bapckpack out of it. I zipped it open and dropped my homework- which mostly was things to review- and sighed in relief. It was hard to carry them, after all.

"So, you're Sam?" someone asked. I jerked my head up to see the girl with blonde hair.. Miranda, I believe her name was. "Nice meeting you. I'm Marie. Everybody calls me Miranda, though." she said

"Oh my.. gosh.. You're, like, the only person I've told me real name to!" she then exclaimed

"Uh.. really? That's very nice to know. Um.. what, exactly, is the point of...
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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 bởi 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 bởi a ghost"
"In your groups your going to write a báo cáo about the...
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posted by problematic124
Prolouge
1982
The rain had stopped hours ago,but the man didn't notice. He was Mất tích in his own thoughts. He felt abandoned and unlove,probably because he was. A twenty năm old man living in his car all alone,just because of his stupid mistakes.
When the man was younger he was kicked out of school because he sent the science lab on fire, he was only fifteen.
Then his parents kicked him out because he threatened them with his shotgun,he was seventeen at the time.
All though his parents were good to him he hated them.
They tried to help him find a trang chủ but the man wanted nothing to do with them....
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posted by Ragefulchimp
Shaped roughly from the rain.
Jagged crevices cut crudely
Not enough patience.
They rudely act out of duty.
Except for the movement that exists here
While the Spheres wait patiently for years

To be tormented from the cemented clouds
However their ever so patient, ever so patient.
Waiting for an ending of the intelligent, ignorant, belligerent.

The battle scarred unknowns secretly wait alone.
For the intricate impatients to lay ruined in lacerations.
Petty conflicts of constant greed, destroying all nations.
So the weather hardened unknowns, wait to be alone.
Howl found a huge cây for the both of us. My tim, trái tim started racing from fear. Howl could tell I was scared, so he hugged me and said,"It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared. I'm here." I smiled at him and felt less nervous, but Howl looked like he was zoning out.

He remembered those words as if it happened just last night. A young child, almost at the age of two, in his mother's arms. She held onto him, whispering,"It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared." From what the mother didn't know is that as soon as her baby was dreaming in his sleep, her and her husband wouldn't be in the morning...
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