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If u guys are nghề viết văn an adventure with a lot of fights here's something that'll give u inspiration. It helped me a lot in my book.
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posted by SkyHedgehog
(WARNING! Sonic the Hedgehog fanfic XD)

5 years ago...

A young ebony hedgehog walked along the bờ biển of the ngọc lục bảo Coast. Her crimson red eyes focused on the rolling waves. She always felt calm around the water. Suddenly, a large boom sounded behind the hedgehog, causing her knees to buckle. "What was that?!" A figure in the distance started towards her. "Get out of here! Quick!" it called. The ebony hedgehog felt the ground shake violently. "Move! Now!" The figure disappeared in thin air. "Hey!" The hedgehog felt something grab her hand.


5 years later...

"Move it, Sky! You're gonna make us late!"...
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posted by dragonrider
That same ngày - Eric's perspective

Oh Jeez...Why did she have to point me out to her friends? I wasn't interesting. They know that I had been watching her for months.
To stop meeting her gaze and being embarrassed I hid myself in a book hoping that I would stop being embarrassed.
"Hey Eric bạn must be really into that book," My friend Tom đã đưa ý kiến to me as he sat down across from me.
Maybe not. I put the book down a bit "Oh yeah it's great. xin chào do bạn have girls staring at you?" I asked him
His face lit up and he smirked "Oh yeah it's great. I get asked out all the time," he said
I frowned "Nobody...
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posted by problematic124
Okay so recently I thought why don't I tell what i think about some things so let's get this party started.

A few weeks cách đây my class had to pick a quote/lyric that meant something. So i googled it and found some nice trích dẫn from my good buddy Albert Einstein. We all know him. Anyway this is what i found:
"Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love."
And as soon as i read that I just went awwwww. I mean is that not one of the best tình yêu trích dẫn ever.
Really spoke to me i just loved it! And ever since then haven't forgot. What do bạn think of this quote.

So tiếp theo to the whole hiển thị and...
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posted by numnumyellow67
Chapter 1
The District

I quietly and quickly pick the katniss plant's roots. Have to hurry home, hoặc at least the ruined building I call my home. Living a destroyed old district, bạn kind of get used to the idea of having to hurry back to ruined buildings, before the rats and bugs decide to settle into your so called home.I start on my way back, when I see a plump rabbit, just watching me desperately pick the roots, while coated in mud. This annoys me, and with one nhanh, swift movement, I dao, con dao the fat fool from afar. A direct hit. Perfect. I've been working on my dao, con dao throwing skills, and got a lucky...
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posted by greenstergirl
Pain. Fear. Hatred. These things is what my life was full of. Love. Laughter. Happiness. I have none of these things. I used to though. I had a great Mom and Dad. We lived in a small house on the sandy shores of a bờ biển, bãi biển in California. I had a small furry Labrador that would beg for any thực phẩm he could get his soft paws on. Usually it was only broccoli.

That life doesn't seem amazing. Well....it still was. The nights my family and I had bởi the crackling ngọn lửa, chữa cháy after a dip in the ocean water were my favorite. My mother would sit on the green chair in the corner and braid my long red hair that everyone...
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posted by starfire1712
This is our the land where we live
What we have we won’t give
Up to any without a fight
Our ancestors gave us this birth right
We just want to live in peace
But still the battles will not cease
Until we’re driven from our home
Then we would be left to roam
And settle in some other place
hoặc wiped out with no trace
Our names they wouldn’t know
So we prepare to meet our foe
The tribal headdress worn with pride
And paint upon our skin to hide
Who they face upon the field
Armed with arrows, spear & shield
Seen as men within a crowd
Surging forth we holler aloud
No fear from us will be shown
As they meet the unknown
Warriors not afraid to die
Fighting for our cause we try
To save our land & family
So our tribe can be free
To live as we choose to do
So let battle now ensue
posted by stopbullying
Chapter 2
An odd man stepped out of the car and instantly I knew who it was. It was the man that came into the cửa hàng during my shift. He stalked me all the way down here and now he was standing in front of me. I wanted to scream because of the scary feeling I got from look in his eyes but I found no voice. I was stupid to go to the outer edges of the park where almost nobody was. And the một giây I could find a breath his hand was over my mouth and I was thrown into the back of a car that was cold and wet. I could barely hear the voices in the front of the car and I wanted to know where I was going....
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Should A Writer Share Her First Draft With Family & Friends? bởi E.K. Prescott via www.FilmCourage.com.
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posted by Epetrus
someone mentioned your name today. It wafted over to me like the smell of spicy perfume - pleasant at first, but one that stings in the long run. My subconscious picked it up, without me noticing and, I must admit, it took me a few tenths of a một giây to dig up your file in my brain. I seemed to forget who bạn were for that short amount of time. For that brief, innocent period, I was unaware. The name could have been from years and years ago, it could have been a name I had được trao to a cún yêu, con chó con many years back, the name of a plush toy, the name carved in a bus stop bench. A name that I had known,...
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posted by ivoryphills
I lived in my cold dark world for my entire life.
Feeble, absentminded, indifferent, and apathetic are what I am
After shunning the outside world for all its transgression towards me.
I survived through "drifting through life": doing what I am told, agreeing to whatever argument I find myself in, keeping whatever opinion I hold to myself
so that the situation I'm in will be over
and I can get back to my shell, my refuge
My world.
My world, my sanctuary,
my an toàn, két an toàn haven until an intruder tried to break in
My mother telling me to let her and my "loved ones" in.
What do I do?
What do I do?
The panic sets in;...
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posted by brease1121
THE COUNCIL-2-



CHAPTER 2

"Mr. Smith! Your trà is ready!" Parker's smiling face appeared out the sliding glass door, as she called to Mr. Smith. bạn could see the sea breeze that had collected on her face from being outside, all glassy and hot.Her long arms wiped it away and she turned around, her long braid whipping in the wind.


The bàn was set and ready for tea. Her face shone in accomplishment. She never really had set a table. When Mr.Smith came through the door he took a ghế, chỗ ngồi at the bàn and nibbled on a bánh kẹp làm bằng lúa mạch, scone that Parker had made fresh.

"Is it alright? I know that I've never really...
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nghề viết văn a screenplay from start to finish with Billboard movie writer/director Zeke Zelker via Filmcourage.com.
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When A Screenwriter Pitches Their Ideas At Story Expo bởi Curtis cá đuối, ray at Story Expo via linkFor thêm videos, please visit link
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3 các câu hỏi A Screenwriter Should Ask When Developing A Story bởi Chapman trường đại học Professor Paul Joseph Gulino via FilmCourage.com.
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A Simple Definition Of The Magician Character For Screenwriters & Storytellers bởi Pamela Jaye Smith via linkFor thêm videos, please visit link
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posted by pugglelover2000
They finally got to The Skating Place."Well,do bạn want me to go home?"Asked Josie"No,you're fine.Now lets go."Laura replied.They walked up to the door and peered in.Rachel and Jake were out in the middle of the rink holding hands.

Laura opened the door and went in.Josie ran in after her and followed here over to get roller skates."Size 9,please,and for my sister,size 7 in women."The clerk nodded and went to get the shoes."What are bạn going to do?"asked Josie.

"Well,I was going to go giày trượt băng, skate closer to Jake,and hope he dumps Rachel in the trash,and then he goes out with me."replied Laura.Josie...
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posted by QueridaPantufa
Prologue

I didn’t know what else I could do. I did everything they wanted me to do, but it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. So they kicked me out. I only had time to pack my bag and leave. I had no place to go, no person to turn to. I was alone. That first night I spent sleeping outside on a bench. I felt the cold spread true my body like a thousand knifes. When the sun began the rise, I got up and went on my way out of this horrible place. I was 17-years-old and I had been in six different foster homes. I didn’t want to be put in another foster trang chủ again, so I decided to leave for...
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posted by jedigirl
"Dad, we need to talk," I announce as I walk in the house. "Dad? Are bạn here?" I ask. I'm answered with silence. "Probably down at the shop," I mumble to myself.
"Kodi? Why do bạn always assume he's trang chủ when we are? He's been down in the cửa hàng till seven for years. bạn know that" my little brother Jo reminds me in his know-it- all way. Typical freshman. And slightly like Rachel.
"Well for awhile he made sure he was here when we got home. Just an old habit of mine I guess." Jo responds something incoherent.
"Well, I'm going to the shop, if bạn want to come," I offer, knowing he'll stay here.
"Nah,...
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Daisy

giống cúc, daisy was walking round the streets at night. She did it partially because she couldn’t sleep, and because she loved the stars. She thought the stars were amazing, and she still admired them like a child would, even though she was twenty-four and just stuck inside a fourteen-year-old’s body.
But stargazing wasn’t why she wandered down a dark alley to find a young girl getting abused bởi a man just like her father. The girl’s aura was a startling bright red as she struggled to get away from him, whereas the air around him was a dull, greedy brown as he enjoyed her fear.
Daisy’s...
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