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What do bạn want from me?
A tortured body?
A broken soul?

What do bạn expect to happen?
As bạn kick me down
As bạn rip me apart

Tell Me!!!!!!!!!!

What do bạn want to happen?
As I close my eyes
And take my last breath

I đã đưa ý kiến I would stay
Till I took my last moment
But now I'm leaving
A victim no more

I lived with your love
The tình yêu bạn showed with your fist
I died because of that love
Your tình yêu was only Hate

Now someone else will take my place
Will live with your kind of love
Now someone else will receive your lies
Will know your treachery

What did I expect?
That you'd change?
That you'd learn to love?

What did I ever see in you?
That I ignored my needs
As I made excuses for you

Why Me!?!?!?!?

Why did bạn choose me?
When there were others thêm accessible?
When I did nothing wrong?

How could bạn do it?
When I begged for bạn to stop?
When it became so unbearable that I passed out?

Why did I let it happen?
When I knew I deserved better?
When I knew nothing would change?

This unending cycle
Was all bạn ever knew
Is all you'll ever have

'Cause no one wants an abuser
No one wants a murderer
No one loves a cheat

bạn may have my life
But you'll never take another
So as I leave this world
I just have one question...

Was it all worth it?
They always đã đưa ý kiến that I was a bit mad.

    I guess that’s why I hear bumble bees and geckos talking to me, and not about allergies hoặc how to save money on my car insurance.

You see my dad and my mom is traveling the world for fun. My dad got me some teachers just for me so I won’t have to be in school with the normal kids. But I think it would be fun. I could have real Những người bạn instead of no one. Also I could also see some real doctors about some of the things that I think of. They are strange. My fathers doctors say that I am perfectly fine, don’t worry, mentally fine,...
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posted by sweetpea92
The Last Goodbye

I am standing on my tiptoes with my arms around him and he is bending down so that I can reach. There are tears of joy, and cheering. It is too loud to hear even my own thoughts but somehow I still manage to hear the sound of my tim, trái tim in my ears as I cling to my friend. After a long moment, we both pull back slightly and my hands slide over the strange fabric of his bright blue graduation gown. I look up at him knowing this could be the last times I see my most treasured friends. His hand leaves my shoulder, and he places it lightly on my face. My tim, trái tim nearly stops as something...
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posted by DxCFan123
I had just gotten to school, I had a STRONG feeling there is another god helper around here. I thought I was the only one on earth! I almost showed my powers. I have the powers on weather and ability to di chuyển objects with my mind. When ever I di chuyển objects with my mind, hand hands glow into black balls. My hands glowed a little black. But not completely. I was able to calm myself down fast enough for no one to see. As I walked into the classroom, I looked around. I saw a cute boy, the teacher had called him up, and called him Bruno, so I assumed that was his name. Then, the teacher called ME...
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posted by irena83
~ Chapter 1: Dreams

Love. Unconditional and pure tình yêu was there, found in their hearts. Feelings, pure and strong lived from ngày to day.
But the days were cold. Cold wind froze their dreams.
A child was born.
Dreams, spreading its roots, now slowly fade.
But still live and last in the hearts of the dreamers.
A child wasn't a part of a dream, though.
It wasn't. But tình yêu was still there, although destroyed bởi many issues, it started fading slowly like a smothered flame.
Mother's eyes was full of hope and tim, trái tim full of love, so pure, so gentle.
She knew. Life won't be sữa and honey, though she must be strong.
Looking at her baby girl, happy and sad in the same time, so many thoughts were flying through her head.
So many questions, perhaps a small dose of regret.
She felt sadness inside.
tình yêu was still there, that pure tình yêu that kept them alive, though these dreams they both had were somehow far and unreal.
A flame of tình yêu was still burning...
posted by Angelcatz11
Texas Rancho Viejo 1942

Bonnie's POV
I walked quickly down the dusty dirt road, I kicked and scrapped pebbels, It was hot and dry today, another great thing when your isolated! *CRASH* I gasped, I slowed to a stop and carfully and slowwly turned around. Behind me stood a man. He had wild brown hair and blue piercing eyes, He held a gun and a charcol covered teddy bear. He smiled and inchined twords me. "Whoa pardner, who are you?" I asked in my thick texian accent. "I am a friend" He đã đưa ý kiến kindly. I suspiciously eyed him up and down. I reached into my back pocket and gripped my fingers around a gun I found. "Dont be afraid i'll make it all better" He moved closer to me, I panicked.Is this the phantom murder? I thought. I pulled out my gun and aimed it at him. "I dont think bạn will"
I đã đưa ý kiến sweetly, then I triggered it and shot him, he fell to the ground stunned. I smiled. When your isolated in texas bạn cant trust anyone. and i mean ANYONE.
True tình yêu knows no bounderies *sigh* You'll never know what that means, unless you're me. True tình yêu doesn't care what one looks like. True tình yêu doesn't care who hoặc WHAT bạn are. I am probably the only one who fully understands this.

You're tình yêu could be the cute guy who smiles at bạn in class, he could be the one who helped bạn stand up after bạn fallen. He could be you're best friend...Or someone who has truly been there all along, etc. Thats me. I'm an etc.

For those of bạn that don't know me my name is Luna. My parents are hippy freaks who named my sister, Star, and I after natural beuties....
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These people were crazy and I wasn't thinking that JUST because half of the people in the room were old people.

I pulled at the sleeve of my grey jump suit and đã đưa ý kiến nothing. There was nothing for me to say. I was being tested on this hocus pocus. In the end I'll be like any other normal kid and I would go trang chủ with no special power hoặc no animal inside me. Right?

Tiachi got up out of his chair on the elemental side. "Okay Janie. We shall test bạn for your element first. If nothing happens, then we will test bạn for your animal. If something does happen we will test bạn for animal just in case...
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posted by kaylap1410
We were all different, all chosen for different reasons. Some of us african american, some as white as can be. But in a way we were all the same. That is the reason they chose us, followed us since birth. Macy was one of the richest children alive, but when her parents died in a car accident she was left with nothing. Being underaged, the bank had the entitlement to take all her parents money, leaving her to fend for herself on the streets. Hunter's house caught on ngọn lửa, chữa cháy and destroyed his mother's locket. The last thing he had of her, the last thing that kept him happy. Lila was only two years...
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Here is the end of the last chapter!

Alexis was wandering in the huge feilds that were behind her new school. The long cỏ was up to her thighs and every now and then one stray peice would some how tickle her bare skin, making her angry. She wasnt in the mood to laugh. The sun was still glowing but the fields seemed gloomy and cold. It was cold. Alexis rubbed her arms heating them up slightly. Once she felt that she had walked far enough she flattened some of the long cỏ and sat down, lying back on the cỏ and watching the clouds go by. Her long golden hair flowed bởi her sides. She pulled...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
Always running
All the time,
Chasing a dream
As I follow the signs.
Out of breath
I miss a turn,
I wander the paths
Ready to learn.


I start to get impatient
I'm working so hard,
So how come I'm not there yet
I've played all my cards.
Life is like a rollercoaster
Mine never stops,
It takes me round in circles
Back to the start.


There are so many highs and lows
Yet they''re all the same,
I need a change of track
Something different to my name.
Each step I take aches my body
And I'm waiting for the day,
That a different train will come along
And take me a different way.
posted by EmzLovesCheryl
Dusty Streets
A blazing sun,
thực phẩm and Water
There is none.
Living on hope
Crying out,
Helping others
Around and about.

Children Shouting
They wail and cry,
Willing for a change
A signal, a sign.
They're grateful for everytihng
Whatever comes their way,
They're constantly working
All night, all day.

The air is filthy
They cough and they weep,
They want to survive
They sniffle and sleep.
Begging off strangers
It's all they can do,
Someone to help them
It could be you.


-Emily Eaton (13)
Amerie sat at her table, staring at a young man who sat directly opposite from her. He wore a black suit with a black and white mask covering his face. She turned around to seek her best friend Jen, smiling at her. Amerie then turned back around to see that the man had disappeared. The feel of someones breath suddenly blew on her neck. As she turned around, she saw the man standing behind her with his hand out. "Would bạn like to dance" asked the man politely. "I'd tình yêu to" Amerie replied, taking his hand.

As they danced under the sparkle of the disco ball, the energy of the night was exstatic....
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My bike popped up a speed bump and sent me sailing phía trước, chuyển tiếp a few feet, until i landed and bumbped the last half a mile to my normal little house of the corner of Clock Street. I skidded to a stop and threw my bike in the garage, then went inside.

"Hey...Mom, I'm home!" I called. I called a few times after that, then i got into the phòng bếp, nhà bếp and saw the usual yellow sticky note on the fridge. "Off at work, very important, pizza, bánh pizza in the fridge." I sighed and tore the stick night off, then ripped it up and chucked it in the trash.

I was up in my room on my laptop when it all began. There was a ding...
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posted by hannah_vampire
A poem danced in my head “Something maybe Taken but its not Lost” Dylan had attacked and miles stood watching speaking “Loka please you’re as much As synotta, you’re evil and full of darkness”. I was pushed and bite and stabbed until they backed up and I saw what they were seeing wolves! “ aw are the Ishavaka scared of the big bad wolves”.

Tilly chased after them with hunter and josh, Wounded I was and this was about to get
A whole lot worse “ WHAT THE HECK WERE bạn THINGKING” Oni made me smile and I had to stop myself from bursting out into laughter but then sefo walked...
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bạn Know You're A Writer When. . .
(feel free to agree hoặc disagree with any of these.)

-You skip meals hoặc don't eat as much because you're too eager to get back to the story bạn were working on. (Yeah, I did this at lunch today. Deliberatly stopped eating early 'cause I had to get back to my story.)

-You have a notebook and pen hoặc pencil that bạn carry everywhere. (Mine's right here tiếp theo to me.)

-You freak out if ANYTHING happens to đã đưa ý kiến notebook. (I start going ballistic if I even set it down in a different place and it takes me a một phút to remember where I set it.)

-You listen to songs and think,...
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posted by hikaru13
I have a secret: I'm afraid. I'm terribly afraid that I AM GOING TO DIE. I didn't ask for leukemia. Nor did I expect it. Especially not chronic myelogenous leukemia. Especially when chronic myelogenous leukemia tends to affect the OLDER males, and I'm only what, 14?

But do bạn know why it has to be a secret? I have a family: my dad and Jae, my youngest sister. [Yeah, I have two more, but, they're out of my life at the moment.] They cried their hearts out once I was diagnosed. They were afraid that they'd lose another family member--after all, my mother passed away after a car accident. I promised to be strong. For Dad. For Jae. For Mom.

But if being strong means that I have to hold back all these tears, that I have to surpress all my fear in order to comfort my family, sometimes I wish I didn't make that promise.
posted by alliXcobber
Cassie
I dragged my feet through the cold gray slush and shoved my hands deeper in my pockets. i hurried down the đường phố, street with my head hung. Icy bits of hail pelted my back as they hurtled down from the dark, November sky above. As i entered the doors of the hospital, a strong balst of warm air hit me. i whipped the folded sheet of paper of out my cold pocket and warily walked up to the front desk. My dark brown hair hung like icicles.
"I'm Cassandra Little. I'm here to see Elaine Turner," i muttered.

Elaine
I coulnt move. i couldnt eat. i coulnt drink. i couldnt think. i coulnt even breathe right....
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I was in the class the other day, and Mrs.Crosswaer was handing out new assignments. And he stared at me! Oh his name is Sam, and he was staring at me dreamly!!!!!!!!!!!
It was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo cooooooooooooooool!



















I am SO SORRY! It had to be lonfer so yeah!
posted by QueridaPantufa
It was winter 1957. Everything was covered in snow and ice. It was the coldest time of the year. Especially for John Keensley. At the moment he was lying in the park, on a bench. He had put some old newspapers on him, trying to get a little bit warmer. It didn’t matter anyway, since it was snowing all night long. He hadn’t slept for about four nights now. Not since he escaped his prison, the orphanage. Now he was caught in a whole new prison. He spent the whole ngày trying to find food. He didn’t have any money though, so sometimes he lấy trộm, đánh cắp some thực phẩm to get through the day. When it started...
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xin chào guys, i hope u like this one......

Destiny.i found it just where i was trying to
hide from it.


I dragged Jared into the side, and leaned him up against the wall. I used my sleve to wipe the most of his blood from his face, and checked the rest of his body. he seemed intact. I took another shaky breath to calm myself down; all that mattered was finding out the truth. I laughed, but it sounded; wrong. I dint nottice that jared had woke from the startled sound, and was staring at me shocked. i turned around to face him, and stopped abruptly. his eyes flicked to the blood on my sleve, and back...
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