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I fought through the process,
And I was determined through it all.
I was Công chúa tóc xù and strong
And now I survived.

At first I was worried to death,
When the doctor đã đưa ý kiến that I had cancer.
I stayed strong
Cuz I knew that my family and Những người bạn
Would care for me,
And spread the word
So I would survive.

My Những người bạn and I
Were always supportive of me,
And we could talk for hours,
Playing on our DSes,
Talking about Legos
Like great Những người bạn ever should.

Later, I was cancer-free
And I celebrated
We did everything great
It helped me cheer up.

I found out
That many people have cancer
Not only me..
And I'm now determined
To end this fight with cancer
Once and for all,
Because I feel like it should never
Have been here in this world...

In fact, my cancer spread...
But I knew in my tim, trái tim
That it would just be
Another hard time again...

Oh bạn start it up
And then bạn stop,
But I'm giving it my all
Tonight....
And no one's going to stop me again,
From fighting

Because cancer is another word
That should never have been
In the English dictionary.

Oh I'm giving my all tonight
For the world
For me,
And for everyone that
Has fought cancer....

bạn can never stop the beat
When someone's determined...
There's nobody who can stop them
From doing their all
To defeat cancer and end it for once

Now my family is,
Here in Maine,
Waiting for my blood pressure
To go down

I will have
My transplant,
And nobody will stop me
From believing in myself
To survive

I'm giving it my all
Tonight and tomorrow
I'm giving it my all
And nothing's gonna stop me
Cuz I'm almost there,
And cancer's almost done for

Cuz I'm almost there....
Cuz I'm almost there....
Cuz I'm almost there....
I'll be there....
I'll survive.
Yes, I will.
added by storylover
If someone told you...
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would bạn do?

Would bạn cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
hoặc go into silence until the very end...
Would bạn tình yêu the ones bạn hate the most hoặc be the person bạn hide?
Would bạn pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?

Would bạn try and keep the sun from setting as your last ngày ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else bạn say as bạn close your eyes.
posted by Cinders
Exercise: Sleep Deprivation: 4:00AM Tuesday October 7, 2008*

The black spiders of mania are crawling over my brain, searching for a plump place to sink their pincers into. It’s been four days. I haven’t left the house for anything, not even a tuna sandwich. The không gian in my giường is empty, indented, as if something used to rest there, but I’m beginning to forget thêm and thêm what that may have been. Maybe it was a coffin, its contents shaken, risen, defeated, dazed, meandering around with its arms stretched out and a dull expression on its face as it mutters something indecipherable that...
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posted by t_direction
So, this is a kind of short story that I wrote one evening when I was just bored out of my mind. Please tell your opinion, feel free to criticize, it is much appreciated =)
Thanks ^_^



The voices buzzed inside my head, making me feel dizzy. I couldn't help but hold onto the giường post for support. In a state of exhaustion, I collapsed on the giường with a sigh. The voices never let me sleep. They were like many people were talking all at once, screaming all at once.

Madness, rage, worry, sadness were the emotions that those voices gave off. I couldn't understand a word of what the people were saying,...
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added by SymmaGirl2
posted by madening_mahem
who am I ?
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?
posted by Fyrwenn
Change

The way I feel has changed
When we met I was a fool, thought
You weren’t gonna treat me like a tool
I tell myself that I care ‘bout you
But deep inside I know we’re through.

Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you,


I guess we were too naive
Believing it would work
Why didn’t I see,
that bạn were such a jerk?


Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you

In the future we might get another chance
Maybe, it was just a short romance
Then what I’m feeling is really wrong
I felt I had to write this...
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Swing, Batter, Batter, Swing!
Putting my weight on my right foot, the foot closest to the catcher. Leaning back re-gripping my bat. I watched as that black haired pitcher powered up her pitch, rocking back and forth on her heals, taking in her găng tay now to her side and starting the wind-up. 'This is it,' I thought to myself, now taking the best grip on my bat, 2 balls and 2 strikes have passed bởi this plate and I am not letting this pitcher strike me out, hoặc walk me! I got ready the ball was realeased, and I heard the 'ump' say "Ball Outside".
I stepped out of the batters box, and took a couple...
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posted by samuraibond005
Yaouta lived on a farm in Missouri, he had only recently graduated high school, had a pilot's license, and even a couple of airplanes used in war. He had an old A6M zero that belonged to his rich father, grandfather, and his great grandfather before him. His father was assassinated bởi a rival corporation (His father owned a wealthy publishing corporation) and the corporation decided to target his family afterward. 5 black cars pulled up in his front yard, though the yard was big enough to hold just about 10 times as much. Yaouta's younger brother, who was 15 at the time, walked out to greet...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
A/N: I've gotten a few tiêu đề suggestions, but for now I'm just gonna keep it to Stay and Run. And this chapter has a lot of unnecessary details and unrelated dialogue, the first few chapters will, I just wanted to get the general idea of the girls' life.
Prologue: link

1: An Average ngày in Spencer’s Life

Spencer sat at her desk. Tomorrow was her twenty-second birthday. The first of the girls’ birthdays with ngôi sao missing. Spencer had been sad ever since she disappeared. ngôi sao was one of her best friends. And after losing three when they were recruits, she couldn’t take it.

There was a lot...
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posted by coolie
Step, creak, step, creak! the floor boards speak to me as I slowly tremble on its hard, splintery wood. Each step feels so daring. I feel danger crawling up my dangling spine. Thump, thump, my tim, trái tim tries to refuse to my wishes of moving forward. Nothing has happened so far.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the ghế, chỗ ngồi as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My tim, trái tim starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing bởi my house.
posted by wierdgem7
I felt the tape on my mouth and the long rope that was binding me to the chair. The Room was so black, I couldn't see. I recalled how I had got there. The new family tiếp theo door invited me to their housewarming party. So I went. Then, as I was going home, some-one grabbed me. A rough hand covered my mouth, so I couldn't scream. All I saw of my kidnapper was a pair of shocking green eyes. I was thrown into the back of a white van and tied up. I was there for only five minutes, but time slowed down and took five hours.Why did anyone want to kidnap me? I had done nothing wrong. The van doors opened,...
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posted by para-scence
My breaths were trapped in the back of my throat. I was afraid to breathe, because they'd probably come out as screams. The barrel of the gun pressed harder into my head, probably leaving a mark.

"Give me your money," the voice said. I tried to speak, but I couldn't. A couple moments later he took his hand away from my mouth so I could speak.

"I-- I-- I-- don't ha-- a-- ave an-- n-- n--y," I said, my voice shaking so much it took him a while to tell what I was saying. Then he laughed darkly.

"Well, that sucks for you." I felt the gun di chuyển a little, as he put his finger on the trigger. I took a...
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posted by flabaloobalah
I stare at the screen with my mouth hanging wide open in shock and horror. The caption reads: SIXTEEN năm OLD BOY BRUTALLY MURDERED IN LOS ANGELES
The anchorwoman says, "Late last night in Los Angeles, California, sixteen năm old Wyatt Starmount was killed. The identity of his murderer is unclear, but authorities say he's hispanic, six feet tall, and was last seen wearing a gray hoodie.
Now here's a video of Wyatt's death. Due to the graphic nature of this video, viewer discretion is advised." the lady informs me.
The video starts. The boy I realize is Wyatt is walking down the street. Sure...
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posted by para-scence
I was torn. On one hand, I really liked Foster. But, I wasn't sure if he really liked me back. He completely cut me off at school, but acted like he was totally in tình yêu with me when we were alone. It was strange. I could usually read people really well, but Foster left me speechless, and I had no clue what to think.

"Do bạn whatever bạn feel is right," Grandma said. That did not help. I had no idea what was "right." And honestly, I wasn't sure there was a right and wrong in this situation. I wasn't so sure about asking Echo. She still hated Foster no matter what.

Echo came over one ngày after...
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posted by para-scence
I couldn't believe it. He actually liked me back. This was the best thing ever. We hung out on Saturday, and part of Sunday as well. It was like something out of those romance movies; only it wasn't as cheesy, and people weren't watching us from their living rooms holding buckets of ice cream and quietly crying.

At least I didn't think so... o.O

If they were, I wouldn't be surprised. The whole thing was so amazing I wouldn't be surprised if I was on a prank TV hiển thị hoặc something. I was sad when the weekend came to an end. I didn't want to lose this feeling.

"I'll see bạn tomorrow, right?" I asked,...
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posted by para-scence
"...My parents are alcoholics," Echo confided with me. "They're almost never sober. Then I'm stuck caring for my little brother. And it's... it's just hard," her voice cracked. I put my arm around her and pulled her close. I opened my mouth, but I had no idea what to say. She wiped her eyes and sniffed. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I can't imagine what it's like for you..." She shrugged. Then a chuông, bell rang and students started filing out of the lunch room. Lunch was over already? We stood up, and went to our tiếp theo class.

***

"How was your first day, honey?" Grandmother asked when I got home. I shrugged,...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Then Corrine fired a strong beam of light at me. I stumbled to the ground.

"Soul!" Professor Rhinestone cried and rushed to my aid. He checked my flushed face, and my burnt hands. "No... Taine! How could bạn let model #002 do such a thing?!" Taine shrugged in a nervous wreck. "I-I don't know Rhinestone.. I thought everything went okay until-" Professor's eyes turned into a sharp glare. "Listen, if bạn don't fix that hybrid bởi tomorrow, I will banish the needs of any hybrid!" Taine's eyes grew. "Rhinestone.. It was an accident!" Professor looked back at me, fainted and nearly broken. "Taine......
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posted by StarWarsFan7
After the lesson about the Cold War, the chuông, bell rings at 9:11 a.m. I grab my tan book bag and put it over my head and the bag lands near my waist. "Wow. She's got a nice outfit. Where did she get it? A thrift store?" I hear Raquelle gossiping about me. I growl under my breath. "Don't worry about her, Bree. She's just jealous. I like your outfit." says my friend, Josh. "Thanks, Josh." We walk out the door together. Everything's fine until I hear people spreading rumors. "Bree Komor is dating Josh Matthews. "I heard they started dating a năm ago!" "No way!" Ugh. They're making fools of themselves....
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posted by rebaj2010
Chapter 4

I walked into Damion Sal High School right before the chuông, bell rang. I grabbed my paper work from the women working at the front desk. The chuông, bell rang above my head and soon the halls were overflowing with students. I pushed my way through, getting shocked stares. I finally made it to the front door and push through them.
People were already outside already, talking and laughing. One boy had a girl in an embrace for a short một giây and when the girl he was hugging turned at walked away he looked over his shoulder and took hold of a brown haired girls hand a strodded away.
There were boys...
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