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posted by ToastedRabbits
Someone once told me,

"Being a writer is like being a prostitute, really. At first you're only doing it for yourself, then bạn decide to tell a few friends, let them in on the action, then bạn decide to let a couple strangers in, pretty soon you're welcoming the entire world."

Such a very accurate quote. When I heard this, I was at a very formal luncheon with a few kids from my journalism class in which we produced the school's newspaper: The Jagged Edge. It was an awards ceremony for individual work as well as our newspaper as a whole to be recognized. Granted, it was a local newspaper that...
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posted by khfan12
 this is aqua
this is aqua
“You can’t catch me!” Chavez shouted. “Yes I can!” I yelled. I started to run faster. It was a great feeling. The wind in my face. “I can’t believe that people don’t like it out here….” My thoughts were interrupted bởi a voice. “Aqua!” Chavez…. I ran farther into the forest and stopped dead in my tracks. A few feet away, was Chavez, being wrestled to the ground bởi men in black suits. “Aqua run!” Chavez yelled when he saw me. I couldn’t move. I was Nữ hoàng băng giá with fear. One of the guys in black started to run towards me. “Run!” Chavez repeated, right before they...
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posted by Rockster
I'm nghề viết văn two novels, I know what most people think (WHY!) but i've decided to do one hand written and work upon it at school, where one of my teachers is happy to look at and talk to me about the errors that I've done. Whereas the other novel I'm working on the computer which i would like people to read it and discuss whats good and bad about it. Anyway, I've copied and pasted this novel that I've begun from an animal crossing diễn đàn and here it is.


Chapter 1: The Frowning Mirror

The heat swarmed around me, wrapping me with comfort and content. I knew that this feeling that conflicted with...
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19 December

It's been almost a năm since Freak died. For a while, people always used to say to me, "I'm sorry." I hated that. I yelled at them, "Feel sorry for Freak! I'm still alive!"

They shouldn't feel sorry for me. Freak taught me what it meant to walk tall. He tought me that remembering is only an invention of the mind, and if bạn try hard enough, bạn can remember anything. I try to remember everything Freak told me; and sometimes, it works. Then it slips away.

For a while after Freak died, I went back to being the critter hiding out in Down Under. Then one day, it hit me, and hard. If I had died, I wouldn't want Freak to do what I was doing. I would want him to continue Freak The Mighty.

And that made all the difference.

I try to make Freak proud; maybe I'm even succeeding. I just know that Freak changed the way I saw things, and I owe him that much; to keep Freak The Mighty alive.

-Max-
posted by A_Sirens_Call
A sirens call

CHAPTER ONE::: Shyness

It is the first ngày back, I really did not think of anything interesting happening, it was all new and strange after the holidays nothing would surprise me. Our little group of six did not have any specific relations towards outsiders we tried to keep contact with the human race to a minimum considering we are no longer human. After that experiment from the mad scientist - Doctor John Hallwain – trying to clone us making marginal errors then tried a different experiment but that is all I know and that was gathered bởi Annabelle who could read minds and was...
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posted by Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

On Friday, Tia had picked me up to go shopping.

Tia was ecstatic; for what reason, I had no idea. Tia was like a hurricane, she jotted down my sizes on her hand and then took of through the store at a pace that should've set her path on fire.

"You look great in black, white, and blue," she muttered. I saved that for future reference; she obviously knew what she was doing. Plus I'd been told that each of those colours looked nice on me before.

She pulled me into a dressing room, pointed out which outfits to try out, and exited to let me change.

I pulled a scary-looking black dây neck...
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posted by fanfly
 Artwork bởi me
Artwork by me
Who are bạn to judge?
Sitting right where bạn are
bạn have no claim on me

I know my own path
I am my own guide
bạn are nothing to me
No matter how bạn try

What do bạn care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you

I know my own path
I am my own guide
bạn don't know me
No matter how bạn try

Why are bạn here?
bạn know I don't want you
I told bạn to leave me

I am my own path
I know my own guide
bạn can't mold me
No matter how bạn try





Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. LOL – Liên minh huyền thoại Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
posted by BiteMeCullen107
I left Jason at his house while I drove to work. When I first walked into the building and straight to the elevator, floor twelve. I got of the elevator and waiting there was a woman with a clip board smiling at me well I don’t know if she was smiling at me hoặc if her face was stuck like that but I greeted her.
“Hi I’m April Meyers; I’ll be your assistant.” She held her hand out and I took it. “Vanna is waiting for bạn in her office. Do bạn need anything?” She walked and talked. “No thank you, not right know.”
She opened the door and I stepped in and shut it. I couldn’t believe...
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All the houses were the same. All rather big but looked smaller to me now that I’d grown and extra foot. I closed my eyes and tried to think of my danh sách reasons why I would want to come back here, to the place that swallowed my childhood in one bite. “New around here, Ma’am?” The mũ lưỡi trai, cap driver asked I looked up to the elderly man, his lazy eyes twitched. “No, I grew up here” I told him, he nodded and smiled, his yellow teeth shining. “Right...I thought bạn looked familiar” He admitted, I looked down at my now shaking cold hands. “You’re Cybil Jones” he said, looking rather...
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Chapter Nine

Jamie officially had nothing to wear. Even through that there were many pieces of clothes to choose from the closet that she shares with Michael, there was nothing that could impresses Sean who looked like the guy who doesn’t cares what bạn wear but he does want bạn to have some lunch with him but it was making Jamie nervous as hell.

Looking through the closet for the fourth time while Jake was sitting on the bed, playing with his toy and being his mother’s fashion expert which he had no experience on unless he had spitted on your unattractive clothes after nursing him, Jamie...
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posted by twilight0girl
this tháng is going to be terrible.
i live in barrow alaska.this is thier tháng of complete,totall darkness.also,this is when the ma cà rồng come out to feed on the helpless men,women,and children.but instead of shaking in pure fear,i'll go out and see how they act.but i'm also going out because my two brothers,isaac and marcus,are ma cà rồng too.

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4 days later

i've never walked around outside during this time of month.i can hear the screaming coming from every direction.i havent seen any va,pires nor my two brothers.when i started to walke away...
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posted by brooki
Hi. My name is Epira, but Epi for short,and I'm 15. I go to a school in the rural South Carolina area, with only 14 people in my class. I have a lot of Những người bạn who get themselves into a lot of trouble. Awsome family, and wonderful life. School starts back today, so it will be the first ngày I've seen my Những người bạn in a while!

"Epi!", squealed Kae,who is my bestest of all best friends. We have a lot in common, and tình yêu each other like sisters. She has the coolest family and cutest little sister bạn ever did see, Mackie. She was the only person I constantly talked to over the summer; I went over to...
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Narrator: Macbeth slowly entered the crept room were Duncan was sleeping soundly. Macbeth quietly began to reach for his sharpened dagger. Macbeth pondered many thoughts regarding the demise of Duncan, but never to this degree. Now, the time had come to fulfill the quest to be crowned king. Duncan suddenly returns to reality. Visualizing Macbeth bởi his bedside withholding a dagger pointed at his wretched chest. Would this mean the end of Macbeth’s planned tragedy hoặc the end of Duncan’s existence?
Duncan: Cousin, why hast thou forsaken me?
Macbeth: Forsaken you? Thou hast forsaken me. Thou...
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posted by dragonrider
Ugh she's been crying all day! I'm sick of it thought one of Alex's sisters Janet
Janet was the middle child and felt she never got attention. She was never a sensitive child. She never had a close relationship with Alex. Janet was five feet one with blond curly hair with ocean blue eyes. She had on a wavy blue faded dress with a few rips in it.
Janet looked at her hysterical mother. She hated to see her mother cry " Mother stop crying! I'm sure Alex is fine!" she shouted to her hysterical mother
The grandmother in the corner of the lều, cabin near the closed window stood up suddenly "Your daughter...
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posted by TDIlover226
Annie & Ann, The spirits of the devil and and an angel part 1.

It all started out in a little town in missouri, it was surrounded bởi small hills and cornfields and from it bạn could see the beautiful horrizon and watch the sunset. No matter how beautiful this small town was, no matter how colorful, it still held a terrible secret that the towns people struggled to keep. Outside of this town hidden away in the cornfields was the spirit, called Annie. The spirit of the devil, she was truly this, she would terrify the townspeople who went into "her" cornfield. The town did have only one good...
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I woke up, still in Ethan’s arms; my face was up against his chest. I slowly moved up, Ethan noticed this, he let go of me. I got up and walked over to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp table. Why was I in Ethan’s arms? But then I remembered. ‘Adam.......he’s dead’ Dawns words came to my head. I nearly fell down again, but arms caught me. “Whoa....come on” Ethan đã đưa ý kiến pulling me back to the couch. I was now sitting on the couch, Ethan sat beside me. “How did he....?” I asked. I sounded angry but I wasn’t I just couldn’t feel anything else. “We don’t know” Ethan answered me. He was trying...
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Chapter Six

After running away from Sean Connors because she was scared that she will do thêm stupid things in front of him, Jamie had tried so hard to not bump into him. To do that, Jamie ended the bóng đá practice session with Mac early and after having lunch with Mac, Michael, and Jake and for the rest of the day, Jamie did some chores that were completely useless and just relaxed with her family bởi hanging out with her three kids and at one time, having a very steamy make-out session with her husband in the basement to keep her mind off of Sean Connors who’s equally as sexy as the man she...
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posted by Bella_Swan96
OK, so this is a short story I had to write for English class. Plaese tell me what bạn think about it- I hope bạn like it.



“Z, get up,” Erin whispered and shook my arm. I opened my eyes to glare at his golden-tanned face. Erin was my best friend and all; but he was so impossible that it wasn’t even stellar.
    “I can’t believe you. Blue hair? That’s so last month,” I mumbled sleepily and sat up in bed.
    “It’s retro- purple is so not stellar… and so is sleeping in, FYI,” Erin replied with a smug smile.
    “No-...
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posted by delta117
the summer night was making me sweet thru my trench coat. I was with the other coullge studnets they had made fun of my fear of demons if only they new what my life was then they to would fear the beast but i dot fear them i hate them its commoin like chó and mèo demons and thiên thần evn half thiên thần will allways be enemies. we got to the hole were the suicidel children where suposed to have jumped down to kill themselves. "So jack" nathan began "is this what u were so terrified of " and his lackies all laughed under my áo, áo khoác i felt the hilt of my vượt qua, cross daggers not đọc to defend my name but...
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