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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

The tiếp theo day, I sat at the same table.

When I glanced up at him, he was looking at me too, indecision and frustration written all over his face.

I looked down quickly, and went back to deciphering the laminated wood grain.

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The rest of school dragged bởi very slowly, and bởi the final bell, I was already hurrying out of the Biology lab.

As I exited the main building, I immediately felt someone was staring at me. I'd always been able to tell when there was someone was looking at me, I was weird that way.

I turned, and in the chẻ, phân chia, split một giây that I caught Shaun's dark eyes, I was sure my vital functions stopped. I was rooted to the spot, paralysed. When he broke his gaze, I was able to di chuyển again.

Shaun

I was curious, admittidly. My eyes were trained on her back, when, to my astonishement, she turned towards me and caught me staring.

Strange.

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Like normal, I was sitting in Dr Martinez's office, but, the difference being this: like yesterday, I was telling her everything, and unsure of my motivations for doing so.


Much later, I was supposed to be doing some English essay, but in truth, I had no idea what I was nghề viết văn about.

There are things bạn do not ask for, and they are often the very thing that bạn most need.

Life is like that. It goes on, regardless of where bạn are, hoặc what has happened to you.
posted by khfan12
Chapter One
A discovery
Two years later
"Come on, bạn three, hurry up! We have to get this project done fast!" đã đưa ý kiến Lori. "Lori! Slow down! We aren't as fast as you!" đã đưa ý kiến Jesse. Lori Lopez, Jesse Martin, Nina Boyce, and cá đuối, ray Martinez are four best freinds who are all 14, and have superpowers. "Finally! We're here!" đã đưa ý kiến Nina. For their summer project, they were going to explore the old factory on the hàng đầu, đầu trang of Higgins hill. Once they were inside, they found a room labled 'freeze room' they looked inside the window. "There are people in here!" đã đưa ý kiến Ray. Lori pushed the 'defrost' button. They could...
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Okay I should very careful. If I mess up I could get very hurt I think.
I sigh and I raise my hands. A sand storm starts forming. So far so good My hands control the speed of the sand. When I wiggle my fingers it controls where it will go. It starts going to my right.
It sounds like a horrible hurricane. I wiggle my left fingers and it moves towards my house.
Oh crap! That's not good. di chuyển your fingers Sam! MOVE!
My sandstorm picks up my house and it starts spinning around.
I hear screaming coming from my house. It's probably my mother.
I raise my hand. To stop it which is impossible because I'm...
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posted by dragonrider
Alex froze up as his hunter came near him with his bag. Alex started crying again but silently. His thoughts were raging out of control Should I tell him? Nah then he'll just kill me and my family Alex looked up in time to get slapped again.
"Tell me where your family is Alex! hoặc else," Alex's hunter roared raising his hand again
Alex started to shake bad.
"N..No I will not Dude just kill me now so at least I can be in a happy place," he đã đưa ý kiến looking down his tears dripping onto the hard wooden floor
The hunter laughed a big belly laugh. Alex looked up in time to get slapped again. Alex glared...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
We both stood there in awe. I closed my eyes and then opened them again to check if he was real. He looked just as shocked as I was. He moved closer but I moved back. “Sadie, please” he begged, I shook my head. “You’re not dead” I stated, he nodded. I know it was a stupid thing to say, but at this moment it was the first thing that went through my mind. “Please, let me explain” he pleaded. I didn’t answer, I just stood there. “But, Dawn” I said, he nodded. “Dawn saw what I wanted her to” he simply said. I looked up at him with disgust. “What do bạn mean?” I asked...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Dawn’s p.o.v

“What?’ I asked, closing my mouth. He smiled, sending a shiver down my spine. “I need to speak to my new slayer to be” he told us. Rebecca eyed him. “Why, we have taught her the basic and the rules” she said, he now looked annoyed. Why was he doing this? I thought to myself. “Now, young ladies I would like to talk to her in private” he said, but before we could go Billy had walked in. “Derek” he simply said. My father turned to him. “Billy, how have bạn been?” he asked. Billy snickered. “Just great, now what do bạn want with Lilly?” he asked, my father...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I Wake up. I see nothing but my pale white ceiling, I want to stay here, but then I hear my name. I rush up and go to the door but then I look down and see what I am wearing nothing but my under wear and a white singlet. I get my dressing áo choàng and put my arms through the sleeves. I walk down the stairs and see my sister, her face is filled with anger I suddenly regret coming down. I stop walking once I reach the bottom of the stairs she walks up to me and smiled. I am confused until I realise that Georgia is here. Georgia is the goddess of music, hundreds of years cách đây she was the outcast, her...
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posted by funnyshawna
Life is an iPod. The different melodies, the ups and the downs, the changes in tempo, every song, and every experience differs a little from the next. Start with the tinkling bells, meaningless lyrics, and soothing sounds of early childhood. Everything is simple; repetition, a song meant for young ears, nothing to think about, nothing to ponder, just to breathe and to live. One song flows into the next, changing subtly, barely noticed. Then the words begin to gather thêm depth; the beat becomes a little faster, a little louder. The âm nhạc plays, slow and monotonous during the school day, dragging...
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Who is Mary Sue, bạn ask?

She is a pest, a scourge, a CURSE upon the world of fiction; a dull, cliche character who mostly invades the người hâm mộ fiction universe (especially in fandoms like Lord of the Rings hoặc Harry Potter), but can also be found in original work, TV shows, books, movies, etc. In người hâm mộ fiction, she's usually the fangirl's way of inserting herself in the story and pairing herself up with the cutest/hottest character. This infamous evil can be identified bởi the following traits:

1: She is stunningly/unusually beautiful. Oh she may deny it, claiming to be a "plain Jane" and modestly deflecting...
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posted by VampirePrinsess
I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all ngày long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
“Ouch!” last night I was out to long and bởi the time I came trang chủ I was exhausted so I just slept on my mattress that laid on the floor.
    I woke to the waves crashing onto the bờ biển and the sun light touching my eyes. Not realizing I was on the edge of my bed, I stretched and landed on the cold floor to my two room apartment.
    I got off the floor grabbing my silk áo choàng tắm that was sitting on hàng đầu, đầu trang of the box tiếp theo to my mattress. I walked over to my living room windows and opened the shades up to reveal a beautiful ocean. The sky was clear all for...
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HEY,
I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY MY BRO DID, HOPE bạn LIKE IT


15 years ago, mankind found that there was thêm than the world showed us. There was another world where creatures of all appearances were hiding, the creatures made a deal with the humans that if they let them live in the human world as normal citizens they would help the humans deal with deceases and technology. They agreed but the humans decreed that all monsters must hid in a human form, this was no shock to the creatures and it was agreed that man and monster would live as one, as long as the monsters keep their true form a secret....
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I loved her.

As much as I hated her now I had loved her then.
But I had a problem now. The hate was getting in the way of my whole life. It was like this shadow that was always two steps behind me waiting to lash out. I did what I thought would help. Ignored it. And guess what? It just got worse. It got to the point where I was cold to everyone. My Những người bạn tiptoed around me hoặc avoided me altogether. My hatred and anger were controling my life. I should have asked for help but I was way to stubborn for that. Why would I need to talk to a shrink? They were for crazy people. So, after a few weeks...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
It was only a couple phút after the reception and Aunt Alice was practically jumping out of her skin. “Esme can we hiển thị them please, please, please?” Aunt Alice begged. “Ok but calm done Alice we don’t want to give it away.” Grandma told Aunt Alice. They tied a peace of cloth around Jacob and my eyes. We walked a mile and Grandma and Aunt Alice took of the blindfolds. Jacob and I stood in front of a beautiful three story house. “Grandma, Aunt Alice its beautiful. Thank bạn so much.” I đã đưa ý kiến turning back to them giving them both the biggest hug I’ve ever được trao any one. They...
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This is my take on love,it came to me about two years ago,then it was just a phrase,i came up with the poem later on.:)I hope bạn like it,please Review it.Critisism is welcome-but no Flames pls.thanks bye!


Love Is A Tortured Soul

Love is a tortured soul.
Drenched in the bearing of it’s kind, and the lost.
For it gets Mất tích quite easily; it’s naïve and foolish-desperate.
Love is a tortured soul.
It’s always there, waiting for bạn to find it in it’s dark dim home, longing for another of it’s kind to relate and confide to.
They come sometimes, hoặc so it thinks.
It’s always being teased by...
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Alex's hunter had a name. Only one person knew his name and that was his ex wife. He was utterly baffled that Alex wouldn't crack where his family was. This was going to be hard.
Just then the door opened revealing his ex wife Melinda and his daughter Melanie. Alex's hunter felt his anger rise up into his head
"Crap Melinda why can't bạn bring her tiếp theo year?" he roared raising his fists
Melinda became furious. He knew she would be coming! "Jerry calm yourself. It's your winter to take care of Melanie. bạn don't want to talk to my lawyer again do you?" She asked eying him like she trapped him...
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After eating breakfast Jacob and I went up to our room to get dressed. Finding the closet was pretty easy because there are only two doors in our room, the bathroom and the closet. “Oh. My. Gosh. Alice went way over board with this.” Jacob đã đưa ý kiến in a normal tone. I walked over and looked in the closet and she did. It was the size of my parents bedroom back at there house. Jacob and I had our own sides. Aunt Alice hadn’t put any of Jake’s hoặc my clothes in the closet she bought all new clothes for us. We walked in to find something simple to wear but that was impossible with Aunt Alice...
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slowly climbing

inch bởi inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

bướm of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to tình yêu it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I walked in and saw Dawn and Thor. I walked over and gave them both a look. “Where are mom and dad” I asked looking around the house. Dawn smile. “Still in Australia” I looked at Dawn with a confused smile. “Well then what’s going on” I asked. I was angry at Thor and Dawn and not because of Liz hoặc that mom and dad were still in Australia, but because they weren’t telling me anything. “Well?” I asked. Thor looked at me but he didn’t smile he just stared at me. “We were told to go home, we don’t know anything” he đã đưa ý kiến in a sò, ngao, nghêu voice. I heard a bang, I turned and saw...
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posted by CheeryDavis
Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the cỏ khô, hay i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as bạn pull me up and hold me close
i know that bạn will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...
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posted by iluvtheshow
I remember the ngày I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for bạn love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place bạn could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with thêm ngọn lửa, chữa cháy then bạn could ever imagine.
thêm passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the ngày I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

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This is dedicated to my first real bóng rổ coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.