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Happy New Year's everyone! I hope you've enjoyed the các bài viết I've written so far

Courtney decides to go talk to Scott

Courtney: Hey, Scott I need to talk to you
Scott: Okay but first lets win this challenge babe, and if we lose I think we should vote off Alejandro.
Courtney confessional: I can't believe he called me, babe?
Courtney: yeah I'll talk to bạn later now come on we have a challenge to win

Courtney runs away from Scott and he smirks at her

Scott confessional: It's my turn to play hard to get, and I'll make sure to lose so we can eliminate Alejandro. Hehe
Courtney: Hey, Gwen!
Gwen: Hi, where's Scott?
Courtney: Why?

Courtney gives Gwen a suspicious look

Gwen: No not like that, it's just that he's always bothering bạn and I thought bạn only came to talk to me because Scott,s not here
Courtney: Can't I just come talk to my best friend because I want to?
Gwen: I guess
Courtney confessional: Gwen better not be having feelings for Scott like she did with... Duncan

Courtney sees Scott and Heather laughing, she gives an angry look and Scott watches her walk away to get to the finish line

Scott: wait up Courtney

Courtney blanks him

Courtney: Why don't bạn go flirt with Heather!
Scott: Is it true what I'm hearing? You're jealous
Courtney: Fine, I admit it I do have feelings for bạn but it's clear that bạn don't.
Scott: Hehe can't say there are pretty girls here, not just you
Scott confessional: I do have feelings for Courtney, no doubt! But I can't just admit it like that I have to play hard to get
Courtney: Fine as if I would go out with a guy like you

Scott stares at her and smirks, then Courtney was about to walk away instead she turns around and kisses him on the lips

Courtney: Now I only did that because I know bạn like me but like bạn đã đưa ý kiến there are good looking people here like... Alejandro
Scott confessional: If she thinks she's going to be with Alejandro... Wrong! I've been waiting too long for her to Kiss me, the only thing I have to do is come up with a plan. Hehe
 Emmanuel Cuts The Ribbon to Open Fashion Week Gibraltar - (Picture bởi vàng Productions Studios (Gibraltar) www.goldps.com)
Emmanuel Cuts The Ribbon to Open Fashion Week Gibraltar - (Picture by Gold Productions Studios (Gibraltar) www.goldps.com)
Emmanuel Ray, Britain’s Fashion biểu tượng of The năm 2011 (Fashions Finest Awards), successfully opened Fashion Week Gibraltar on 18 April 2012 at the Casemates Gallery in Gibraltar.
London – In front of an excited crowd Emmanuel Raygave a short speech thanking everyone who came to the opening, his publicist David J Mann, director ofHighmore PR, and Fashion Week Gibraltar’s organiser and fashion designer Reene Weston. He then proceeded to cut the red ribbon allowing everyone to start their Fashion Week experience.
Emmanuel had this to say about the opening,
“What an amazing experience it was....
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posted by anbonie
“Nice performance!”
“Thank you, butler!”
Servant smile to Pieter and opens the door of red Ferrari. While driving no one used to speak, until Pieter say something to his butler and bodyguard:
“Did bạn hear when my voice trembled? I think that was 14th song.”
“No, Sir…”
“When my father isn’t near, please call me Pieter”
“Yes, Si… I mean Pieter”
They arrived to McChink’s mansion. Servant turned engine off and ran on other site of car to open Pieter’s door, but he was too late. “I’m sorry, Sir…” đã đưa ý kiến butler. Pieter sent him angry look: “I can open the door!...
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If i get enough các bình luận i will extend it.

It was damp, smelled of earth and pine, I heard leaves rustle, twigs snap as động vật scurried in the cây tops. I wasn't supposed to be here, this wasn't my room, my bed. I was supposed to me in bởi cottage on eagle lake. I was supposed to be asleep, hàng đầu, đầu trang bunk with my younger brother Elliot on the bottom. I was supposed to be smelling fabric softener and hear the soft snore from little Elli, feel the heat of my cat sleeping on my chest. I opened my eyes and I could see the sky, black with soft twinkle of a million ngôi sao and the florescent glow of the moon....
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posted by precious211
“Before we leave I must warn you. We are now entering alien territory, so be careful and considerate to you’re new surroundings. One stupid mistake can get you, and everyone around bạn killed.”

The safety instructor’s voice boomed across the large, air conditioned spaceship. It sounded oddly cheerful for someone who had just told them that they could all die.
Everyone tried to see where her line of vision was pointing towards. It was aimed toward the windows.
Kendra glanced through them and, and gulped. They were about four thousand feet above sea level, and the không gian craft had just...
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Using correct grammar and sentence structure is vital if bạn want to convey your thoughts accurately. bạn also want your nghề viết văn to hold the reader's attention. Nothing is thêm annoying than đọc a manuscript littered with grammatical errors. The error of nghề viết văn sentence fragments is a common error. Sentence fragments are incomplete sentences that don't express a complete thought.

tips:
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Have a subject for every verb. The subject is the actor in the sentence. The verb is the action taken in a sentence.

2


Make sure all of your dependent clauses have a completing thought. An independent...
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posted by cutiegirl01
(Please tell me your opinion on my story and be truthful please!)

    “Erik get down here now!” My father yelled.
    “I’m coming, I’m coming!” I hurried down the stairs. I learned in the last 17 years I’ve been alive, that if my dad calls me I need to be down fast…or else…
    I got down the stairs, and went into the living room where he always sat on his days off. “Yes, dad? What can I get you?”
    My mother smiled up at me from her book, “You are such a good son, Erik-“
    My...
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posted by DarkGirl23
Five years later, sixteen, and the experience of it still torments me.

I suffer sleepless nights in the dark, waking up from the strangest nightmares known to man.
The site of the body still clings to me like the stench of misery. It makes me wonder, all through this time, what actually keeps the average human going?

All we are is dead in the end anyways.
I mean, It’s not exactly like people get the opportunity to really DO something with their lives anymore. Like, for example, something heroic: slaying a dragon, assassinating the one who desires to kill and rule with tyranny, hoặc maybe be the...
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posted by NormalcyIsDead
Boom boom clap
Bounce your head, snap
To the classic, to the rap


Step ball change
Basic with a buck
Pleay, tour jete
Bounce your head to the rock


One two three,
Two two three,
Count along with your head
Mosh with the beat


Hop shuffle hop back
Twirl your arms, bend your back
Do the thingamajiggie
Wear out your taps

Breathe it in, breathe it out
Reach for the sky, dance on the ground
Flitter here, gallop there
Lose yourself anywhere

Flow with the music
Feel it in your veins
As bạn bounce your head, snap
Boom boom clap
Third Person POV
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Sadao walked up to God and asked him if he was eligible to be in Heaven. God just simply nodded his head. Sadao walked through the large golden gates and found himself walking through his town he lived in when he was alive. He found his way to his house, and swung open the door. Everything was how it was before. He started crying, remembering the memories he had with Kat here. He heard crying coming from his room, so he opened the door and saw a blonde girl curled up in the corner of his room, sobbing.

"K-K-Kat?" he managed to stutter out. The blonde looked...
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posted by DxCFan123
MONTH 12, DECEMBER 28, THE ngày SADAO IS TO DIE
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I ran away before Sadao woke up, taking my scythe with me. I was to be away from him all day, anyways. I walked around the town, looking for something to do until 1:10.

I really don't understand why I had to spy on him, he dies either way.

I just jumped around from rooftop to rooftop, watching ngẫu nhiên people on the street. I ended up doing this until noon, which is when I decided to follow Sadao. He did things that a regular person would do, went to the bank, bought some groceries, went out to eat, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera....
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posted by dragonwriter
As light fades the brightest of souls can even be turned to do the darkest of things. As time time pushes phía trước, chuyển tiếp the mind and body of an individual changes for either good hoặc bad. the decisions they make and the things they do will stick with them forever. I was told this many years cách đây bởi a wise old man that fortold my future. He đã đưa ý kiến "the one with the dragon soul is not alone in the world he knows." After being told this it left me nothing but confused but i had a feeling that it wouldn't be the last time i heard of it.
posted by StarsGoBlue
God's Mất tích Child 
Chapter 2: An Indefinite Prisoner Of War 

"Unbelievable! Un-fucking-believable."
A nerdy blonde cussed as he stormed  through the upper deck of Sovereign, his hands raised above his head in protest. 
"Oh, let's put Baird in charge of the rookie! Since he's busy anyway. Let's just give him thêm shit to do, that's easier on us!"
He continued to fume violently as Nicole followed a an toàn, két an toàn distance behind. The rest of Delta Squad had dispersed to their cabins to change into their night attire. Baird had been chosen to school the rookie, thanks to his big mouth.  After a bit of sighing...
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In this series of guides, I'll be hiển thị bạn the best techniques for nghề viết văn your story. These are tried-and-true techniques, and they work.
First up: characters. Every story has characters. We all know that. But what bạn may not realize is that some portions of a character need not be mentioned. Why spend three pages on your character's dimples if they have nothing to do with the plot? In order to keep your readers hooked, bạn have to yourself to things that are involved with the plot.
Before bạn decide on a plot, bạn should get to know each of your characters. After all, you're telling...
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posted by PhoenixRoyale
This is another poem that I have written. It was inspired bởi some các bình luận about stuffed animals/plushies on Youtube being people's friends. Enjoy.
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The Stuffed Animal.
To some, they are stupid.
They are useless.
They are disgusting little balls of fluff.

Those people think that it's necessary
to pick on the innocence of others
for having a collection of their own.
They poke fun, they tease, they even insult.

They target that person's age.
Sometimes even their gender.
They think they need to grow up.
They think these fluffy plushies are meant for babies.

But to those innocent people,
the ones who are quite...
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posted by shenelopefan
La parte prohibida del parque

"La depresión es la que guía, la alegría es la que llega"

En la ciudad dónde yo vivía de niña, había un parque en dónde siempre pasaba las tardes con mis amigos. Éramos un grupito de niñas y niños que nos juntábamos a jugar en ronda, cantábamos canciones que no tenían sentido (casi nuestro propio idioma, de hecho) y recorríamos todo el parque jugando a las escondidillas.

Bueno, no todo el parque porque había una a la que los adultos no les gustaba que vayamos. Era un sector tan lleno de árboles que, desde afuera parecía una selva en medio de un parque...
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posted by alejpatv
    The light of the ngọn lửa, chữa cháy faded as I got further into the forest. I jumped over roots and ducked under branches that threatened to whip my face. I ran as hard as I could. To escape, I had to keep my sister an toàn, két an toàn and fulfill the wish of the village chief. My tears already used and dried, but the pain in my tim, trái tim still wouldn’t leave. An emptiness had taken hold where my safety and secure feelings had once been.
    On the edges of my vision, I saw a flash. I skidded to a stop and looked to where I thought I had seen it. There was a clearing where the full...
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The room is silent, as always. Nothing can be heard, aside from the soft rasp of pencil on paper. Words take form, joining various thoughts into one whole. On the outside, nothing is different from the average writer. To find what sets me apart, we must look deeper than the surface.
Inside my mind, hình ảnh and ideas race about, sometimes colliding, sometimes not. This whirlwind is composed of everything I know, read, seen, heard, hoặc thought of. It is here that my greatest works begin to form.
To hiển thị how thw whiirlwind works, let us have an example. During practice for spring track, I noticed...
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posted by Lord_Anubis
If bạn mates like it, comment, I'll make thêm if anyone notices it =3

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''Oi, bạn guys! What are bạn doin'?!'' screamed a brown haired boy from the street.
''Mind your own business and go back under your momma's skirt, hoặc you'll get some too!'' replied the tallest boy on playground, probably the leader of the rest 4 boys.
5 of them were teasing one small boy, taking away from him candies and ruining his game on playground. The brown haired boy frowned with his black eyes and started walking towards them.
''You scum really have guts! 5 tall chó on 1 small...
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posted by dragonsmemory
The Eden Chronicles is the fantaisie series I am currently working on. As the series is in progress, I decided to add a club here, allowing you, Reader, to tell me your thoughts.
In nghề viết văn the series, I decided to document the entire history of Eden. I called this place Eden because it is where the spirits of dead động vật and plants are taken. No humanspirit has ever been pure enough to come here. Eden is a true paradise.
The first book, A Little Bit thêm Than Love, takes place toward the end of Eden's history. Later in the series, I hope to explain the past. Once I get caught up, I will then...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter 3: Here It Goes Again.
Roxana woke up one night to hear a loud howl outside her window, she slided herself out of giường with her covers wrapped around her, she walked toward the window and saw a somewhat a large white chó sói, sói outside, watching her then it turned its head to hear other Người sói howling, the white chó sói, sói runs off to follow the howl, Roxana felt like she knew that chó sói, sói for a long time, Roxana walked back to her giường and lies down, but she couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning but she couldn't sleep, she sat up, grab her wallet and pull out a bức ảnh of a beautiful, pale-skinned,...
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