nghề viết văn Article: I sat alone. (A short poem-type-thing)

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posted by MCF2000

I sat alone.

No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.

I sat alone.

In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.

I sat alone.

I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.

I sat alone.

No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.

I sat alone.

Surrounded bởi my thoughts, but no people. bởi my words, but no friends.

I sat alone.

Until a girl came and sat bởi me.

I sat with a girl.

She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”

I sat with a friend.

PonygirlCurtis7 likes this

MCF2000 I wrote this because I see people sitting all alone like in this every day. All it takes is a simple "Hello" to brighten their spirits.

PonygirlCurtis7 i love this. really nice :)

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ngọn lửa, chữa cháy Eyes (a poem)

posted by shomill

He has ngọn lửa, chữa cháy in his eyes.

Burning, flaming, blazing with his fury,
But not at me,
Never at me,
For I am his love,
The one he holds above
All others. His fury
Is for those who would harm me,
Who would dare to bring đắng, cay đắng tears to my eyes.
They alone see the full fury of his fire.

He has ngọn lửa, chữa cháy in his eyes.

They sparkle when he smiles,
Crackling ngọn lửa, chữa cháy behind dark irises.
They are beautiful because of the firelight behind them.
What is he thinking of as he smiles at me,
The flames in his eyes gleaming brightly?
He's thinking of the thing we both hold dear,
The treasured, precious tình yêu we share.

He has ngọn lửa, chữa cháy in his...

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Who Are The Real Monsters: Chapter 4 An Honest Tale Speeds Best Being Plainly Told Part 4

posted by H-A-T-R-M

One of them charged at Marley while he was on the ground. He jumped up, the beast missed him, but he landed on the back of the other one. He tried to weigh it down (Which was just ridiculous to try in the first place), it didn’t work. Alec quickly jumped on the beast with Marley, as they tried to throw the beast to the ground together. The first beast rammed into the một giây one, it barely felt it, but Marley and Alec fly four metres into the air. Opal came out and slashed on first one with her nails, as her eyes turn rose. Marley and Alec landed; they both stood up and took a battle stance,...

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Different Worlds - Chapter 5

posted by Bella_Swan3

I'm losing my mind, Taylor thought as she gripped the edge of the vanity table, almost splintering it. A few shards of glass on hàng đầu, đầu trang of it were enough to tell her that her face was painted with her black tears.

I need to find out, she thought desperately. Even if it hurts. Even if the truth hurts worse than an outright lie.

Lie. So seemingly small and insignificant, and yet it could go unnoticed, almost like it could be đã đưa ý kiến and then forgotten immediately.

Lies are like a temporary fix. They solve most problems, but they will soon unravel and tear even worse than before.

Glass. Why can't I break...

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TRUE tình yêu

posted by T-lover

what I'm nghề viết văn isn't exactly an bài viết , but I hope bạn will enjoy it ^_^ ..

Girl; Do I ever vượt qua, cross you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do bạn like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do bạn want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would bạn cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would bạn live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would bạn do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me hoặc you'r life ?
Boy; My life .

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....

*The reason bạn never vượt qua, cross my mind is because bạn are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like bạn is because I tình yêu bạn .
*The reason I don't want bạn is because I need bạn .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if bạn left is because I would die if bạn left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for bạn is because I would die for bạn .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do bạn anything for bạn is because I would do everything for bạn .
*The reason I chose my life is because bạn are my life .

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Different Worlds - Chapter 1

posted by Bella_Swan3

Taylor had never shadow-walked with no destination in mind. Shadow walking was something she was slightly afraid to do. It made her feel unbalanced, as if she had been được trao too much control. Like standing on the edge of a cliff, the wind pushing bạn to jump, and some part of bạn secretly wanting to succumb to it's persuasive power.

She opened her eyes to the flat, glassy expanse of water in front of her. The tiny sliver of the moon was distorted bởi the waves.

Granted, shadow walking allowed her to appear wherever she wanted, but to her, it also served as a constant reminder that she was not...

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Rollercoasters - A Bumpy, Crazy Ride of a Poem

posted by Dearheart

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!

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Thế giới ngầm High: Chapter 6: Vampire boy

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

Billy’s p.o.v
“I can’t believe girls got a ghost hunt” Rocco mumbled. We were all bummed the girls always got the good cases. “Yeah, I heard it’s about a guy who had scratched on his back” Max said. I sighed. “What cases do we have?” I asked Caleb looked down at his computer. “A girl says that her boyfriend was on a hiking trip and he hasn’t called hoặc communicated with her since last week” he said. I rolled my eyes. “Do bạn think there’s anything to worry about?” I asked them, they all shrugged but Caleb nodded. “Even if there isn’t we have to help her anyway”...

Gods: Chapter 7: ngọn lửa, chữa cháy and Ice

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

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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Come What May

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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My True Love- "For Coach Joy"

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.

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Sorrows BTW THIS IS 6 YRS OLD,

posted by CullensFinest13

bạn hurt me I hope bạn die I cant belive I trusted bạn I cant belive I loved bạn I cant belive I stayed up and worried that bạn wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved bạn i trusted bạn and cared for you. im tired of bạn its time i let bạn go but your always there bạn wont leave me alone...its time for bạn to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let bạn back in stay out so i can be happy bạn need bạn need to die let me live my own life bạn shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, bạn were...

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Step-by-step guide: Mary Sue's

posted by vampiress015

I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we tình yêu to write, right? If so then bạn all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all tình yêu our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer tình yêu em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...

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Dreaming of Nightmares

posted by Sweet_Pants

Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

hoặc I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told bởi hidden scars

Unable to hiển thị themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...

I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.

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iTunes Shuffle

posted by mrs-mindfreak

I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad hoặc angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her yêu thích wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to di chuyển from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...

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bạn Shouldn't Have Shot The Dog - Short Story

posted by chel1395

‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting tiếp theo to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...

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A Writer’s Mini-Game Plan: Seven Rules for a Successful Career

posted by daragirard

The Writer Behind the Words

Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting nghề viết văn career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help bạn find the right strategy for bạn and get bạn started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have thêm than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any nghề viết văn project the danh sách can grow exponentially-...

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Slumber Of The Woodland (Part 3)

posted by zanhar1

The fragrance of scotch pine and blue làm dáng, vân sam, sam is pungent in the air, amplified bởi the heat of late June. hoặc so bạn think it is June. This place feels oddly void of time. bạn open your eyes to see a sun hazed over bởi stratus clouds. From all angles bạn spy familiar wooden structures.
You are back.

You sit up with your legs tucked under your bottom and bask in the estival air and all of the scents that waft within it. bạn furrow your brows, thinking that it is not as clean as before. Even so, the place hums with earthy energy. A stronger gust of wind picks up the hem of your áo sơ mi and flutters...

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Slumber Of The Woodland (Part 2)

posted by zanhar1

bạn wake up under a shady willow with a vague semblance of what bạn had dreamt.
You have dozed off again. And no wonder, there is a good book in your lap and your yêu thích songs are still crackling through your earbuds. bạn ought to replace them, they are going bad. bạn pull them out and decide to listen to nature’s âm nhạc instead. The soft gurgle of the pond coupled with catkins rustling against each other has always been your yêu thích blend of sounds. Every now and again your ear is filled with the nearly undetectable buzz of a cicada humming past. bạn aren’t quite sure, but bạn think that...

Mask

posted by Epismatic

The Man With No Eyes Collection (3): Mask

When the curtain rises, all is forgiven.

I’ll brush it all off with a movie-star smile,

A genuine laugh, but my eyes must be hidden,

The truth they contain is considered too vile.

My voice is a song that will play through your ears,

And invite bạn to dance to the sound of my tune,

I take a bow, deeply, and drink in your cheers,

I’ll always remain here,

You’ll come see me soon.

A new ngày is dawning,

“Quick, put on your mask!”

And hurry outside, meet the crowd.

“Where’ve bạn been?”

With fanciful các câu trả lời to all that bạn ask,

I’ll always wait here for...

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January 31 ngày Challenge

posted by WritingBookWorm

So, one of my New’s Years Resolutions this năm it to write more. So, I decided to make this:

The goal is to write something every day.

Starting on the 31st of January, every ngày there is a vague word, idea, object, question, statement hoặc anything. bạn can take it anyway bạn want.

Then each ngày bạn should write what it tells bạn too hoặc something inspired bởi it. Whether it be a poem, a small scene, a character description, journal entry, short story hoặc even just one really well crafted sentence.

Even if the prompt confuses you, hoặc bạn have no ideas just write something! It’s a great exercise...