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Chapter One-

    I screamed as loud as I possibly could (well, screaming to the lyrics.). I was screaming to Paramore. They were my yêu thích band of all time. I and my best friend Alexia won tickets to see them and a bunch of other bands on the Vans Warped Tour. After the show, I could go and meet everyone who played there. I was so excited, also because I could meet my other yêu thích band, All Time Low. So, yeah. I was pretty excited about that. Right now, my yêu thích song: Where the Lines Overlap was playing. Alexia was using the bathroom, she doesn’t really like Paramore. (I tell her she’s crazy, then she says “Oh no! I don’t like Paramore! Erin’s not going to be my friend anymore! What a loss!”) She’s always kidding, I know that, but if I did lose her, my life would turn to crap. She’s been my best friend since kindergarten. I tell her everything. She got back and I started to talk in my loudest voice, because of the people talking. “You missed Paramore’s whole show! bạn have a huge bladder!” I said, in my ’joking’ tone. “Yeah, a bladder so big, I won’t have to listen to that little jumping bean: Kayley.” She said, crossing her arms. “It’s Hayley. And she’s the most awesome female singer ever!”
“Yeah, OK.”
“Hey, once bạn see her in person, bạn will be speechless.” She said, that was the last word she đã đưa ý kiến to me because she was aggravated, hoặc the tiếp theo band was on, and she liked them. I couldn’t tell. “You know!” I started, yelling at the hàng đầu, đầu trang of my lungs. “You use to tình yêu Paramore!” I đã đưa ý kiến kind of not knowing what to say now. “Yeah, I did, until I didn’t!”
“C’mon! bạn can’t just stop liking something!”
“I can! And did! Their old âm nhạc was way better! I don’t even know who any of them are anymore!”
    Suddenly, two very large men were tapping Alexia and I on the shoulder. One was really tall and muscular, with short, black hair. The other was even taller, with long hair, which was reddish. “Would bạn ladies like to meet the bands now, hoặc wait until this band is done performing?” The tall red-haired man asked us. “Ummmm,” Alexia and I both hummed together. “Yeah, sure. We don’t even know this band.” Alexia answered. I nodded in agreement, and the two men led us out of the stadium and around the back, and then opened a door that had yellow tape with the words: ‘Authorized Personnel Only’ printed on it. The door led us through a long, tunnel-like hallway. There was another door, đã đưa ý kiến nothing. One man opened it, and the other gently pushed our backs, telling us to go in. We went in; the first thing I saw was a black leather couch, with all five members of Paramore sitting on it. “Oh…my…god!” I exclaimed with excitement. Paramore was right there, in front of me. I was surprised I hadn’t fainted. “Hey,” Jeremy said, as he stood up to greet me. “You guy’s the contest winners?”
“Yyyeahh, wwee aaarre.” I stuttered. Alexia went off to find another band she was interested in. I kind of just stood there for a few minutes, not knowing what to do hoặc say. “I tình yêu your music!” I finally blurted out. “I listen to Where the Lines Overlap all the time! yêu thích song bởi bạn guys.”
“Thanks, one of my các sở thích to play, keyboards are fun.” Taylor said. “So, who got bạn into Paramore?” Hayley, the lead singer asked me”
“Well, I visited my cousins in Arizona one summer, and my cousin and I would stay up all night watching âm nhạc video on Mtv, Misery Business came on and my cousin đã đưa ý kiến that she liked that song, and I have loved bạn ever since.” I said. “Yeah, that was our big hit.” Josh added. Suddenly a very familiar face walked bởi me. “Alex Gaskarth?” I asked “Yeah?” He turned around. “Yyyou, I tình yêu you!” I said, not knowing what it was I was saying. “Paramore and Alex Gaskarth. Here all at the same time…Wow!” I actually think I fainted then, because tiếp theo thing I knew, I was in my bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I got up out of giường and started to walk-then fell. My right leg hurt really bad, I looked down at it. It had a huge bruise on it; I must have fallen to the left when I fell. I hobbled my way down to the kitchen, where I got a bowl of marshmallow, kẹo dẻo Matey’s and sat down on the couch. I turned on the TV and started to watch Access Hollywood. They were talking about last night’s show; they even mentioned mine and Alexia’s names. I felt important, even though I didn’t do anything. They interviewed Paramore, and they talked about me. I wanted to hear the whole thing, but I noticed what time it was, and got up to go take a shower, I had to go to work, another long ngày at Frozone’s(An ice cream shop, obviously.). I turned on the shower, and then walked to my closet to find my bath salts-they turned my water green! I stepped into the cold water and shuttered. I tình yêu taking cold showers; I shuddered because it felt weird on my skin. Once I was done, I stepped out of the shower, and onto the bare tiling on my bathroom floor, in an instant, I was down on the ground. My towels were in the washer, and I usually had one on the bathroom floor (Clearly for good reason.). I used the edge of my bathtub to pick myself up. Since all of my towels were dirty, I has to get dressed wet, which is especially hard to do, because your clothes get stuck to your body. I put up my hair right away, because if I let it dry down, it would get the back of my clothes wet. I slipped on my shoes and walked out the door to my 1959 Chevrolet El Camino. It is my baby. I’ve wanted one since I was 11. And for my sixteenth birthday, my dad searched every single website hoặc car dealer there was, he was about to get me something else, until he passed a house, a house with a ’59 Chevy El Camino in their driveway with a “For Sale” sign in the rear window. The man sold it to him for a thousand dollars, he đã đưa ý kiến it was worth much more, but it had a dead battery and no engine. My dad fixed it up for me and wrapped it in a bright màu hồng, hồng bow. I got it for my 17th birthday. Best gift ever. I’m nineteen now, life is getting harder every single second. Yesterday, a man in his 60’s came in to get a Sô cô la ice cream cone with sprinkles, I made it and đã đưa ý kiến “Have a nice day!” When he says “I can’t eat this! It has trái cam, màu da cam sprinkles on it! I am allergic to oranges!” So I say “Our sprinkles are artificially flavored.” When a woman behind him says “What! Artificial? That would taste horrible!” It went on for about half an hour, until my manager came out and almost had me fired, he đã đưa ý kiến he wanted 5 ngôi sao quality, and to think before I say something tiếp theo time. So, I wasn’t looking phía trước, chuyển tiếp to working today. I got there and parked my car in the staff parking lot. Walked up two stairs, walked into the back door, đã đưa ý kiến hello to Robert, a dishwasher, and the nicest guy I know. Then, I walk to the register and took someone’s order. This is my life, another boring day, at my boring job, in a boring city, with boring people.
posted by floraisbest1
Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom đã đưa ý kiến quikly. fine all of bạn girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella đã đưa ý kiến in a sing song voice. lets go đã đưa ý kiến the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE đàn bà gan dạ, amazon
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an giờ k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
posted by LunaNotLoony
Anna flicked the T.V from channel to channel, bored: there was nothing worth watching. Sighing, she left the news on and flopped back on the sofa, not really intending to listen.
'The war in Iraq-.'
'Oh no, bạn don't,' Anna muttered, grabbing the remote. Her Dad had joined the army after her Mum had died of an overdose. Anna didn't really blame him, she'd have got out of the house as fast as possible too if she was an adult. The whole house was contaminated with the memories of Mum, of her laugh, of her accident... suicide... whatever it was. Even so, Anna missed Dad like it was painful. She'd...
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posted by Ichigo127
An Amuto one-shot
hope bạn enjoy!

‘You know, Amu…,’ he was sitting there again, on the ledge of the window, staring wistfully outside. ‘All of them think you’re gone. But I know better. bạn are alive, I know it. Somewhere out there, you’re thinking about me too, aren’t you?’
He was talking again, talking to the moon. ‘You’ll never admit it but bạn have already fallen for me,’ he smirked at the moon. No, not the moon. It was Amu’s blushing face that he saw and it was her voice that he heard, ‘Shut up!’ he didn’t know it was the echo of his memories because he thought...
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A shadowy figure silently brushed the silken curtains aside as she slipped through the open window and stepped into the dark chamber. Passing a small bàn and a bed, the cáo, fox quickly headed towards a cabinet that stood against the far wall.
Beaded necklaces hung above a oval mirror that was set in the center. Her eyes rested on a miniature strongbox half hidden behind the mirror.
Paying no heed to the deafening clatter coming from the oblivious guest downstairs, she skillfully picked the tiny lock and raised the lid. It was hard to tell what was what in the darkness, so she emptied it into...
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Act like you're not
okay when bạn are and
that bạn are when you're
not. Run barefoot in
the snow. Stand out
in the rain for an hour
and think about anything
and everything bạn can.

Fall in tình yêu with
riddles and things that
aren't real and the
way some stars
shine. Cry when
you realize that life is
just one big sham and write
one hundred cliché poems
about it, and then write one
that bạn actually mean.

Use profanity. Be the
one fucking introvert
in a room full of
extroverts and scream
shit just for the fun of
it. nuốt, nhạn every goddamn
metaphor bạn ever dreamed
of and write them down
with your own blood.

Eulogize...
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Hi Everyone!
I've been working on a book for a while now. Im not gona post all of it at the same time, but I Will post the Prologue. Please tell me what bạn think! I invite constructive criticism to make it better! THX!


Prologue
    “Tanya! I don’t understand what’s so different about this kid! He’s done nothing to make me see him as special!” Tanya glowered at her obnoxious boyfriend. “Don’t bạn see?” She đã đưa ý kiến icily, “He isn’t like us!” Virgil and Tanya looked at there new child. He wiggled around in his cũi, giường cũi and giggled happily. The child crabbed...
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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...
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One afternoon, Sapphire sat in her room, on her bed, quietly Daydreaming with her headphones in. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was in her own magical world.
Sapphire entered the sparkling cave in the middle of the forest. Her blue dress was tattered, and her misty màu hồng, hồng fairy wings were damp from the moist, warm air. But she was feeling fine.
Sapphire took a few steps into the sparkling cave. It was made entirely of ice and crystal. Trickling water could be heard as miniature streams fell continuously from the ceiling. Icy stalagmites stood firmly in the cold crystal floor. Icicles hung from...
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posted by Attirox2
The air was still as if it were holding its breathe waiting for me as I approached the ledge. I could feel myself pushing back tears as I clutched the fragile locket in my hands; I traced its dainty designs with my finger. "So mom and dad are getting the divorce after all. I guess bạn were right E. I don't know why I ever doubted bạn about that one I mean it was obvious! I guess I tried to block it out like what happened......" I muttered looking up at the milky white moon. It seemed to look down at me with sympathetic beams of light. My hands gripped the marble ledge tighter. "Eliza it's been...
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It’s the color of you
bạn always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our trái cam, màu da cam book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two trái cam, màu da cam crayons
When everyone else was green

Then bạn left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
bạn were in the trái cam, màu da cam field in the sky
bạn always đã đưa ý kiến was there.

The trái cam, màu da cam of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though bạn left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone trái cam, màu da cam in the rainbow
Without bạn here

I protect my own
Though I wish bạn were here

Now trái cam, màu da cam is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival

trái cam, màu da cam will forever be our color
Even though death took bạn away

Forever trái cam, màu da cam for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Hello to the cold world, I was named Max Lee Moore bởi the parents who absolutely despise me. I am sixteen years old at the moment, will be turning seventeen on June 27th. But who gives a crud? bạn know what I receive for my birthday every year? For how old I am, like sixteen. I get sixteen whips from a belt. My dad doesn't live with me anymore to whip me, so there's my mother. She gets a kick out of every whip. It seems to make her ecstatic. Each whip equals to one of her evil laughs. She whips me any chance she wants to. It pains me so much that I'm surprised I haven't committed suicide yet....
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I don't know about other people, but I've began to notice that we are relying on teachnology way too much!

Yes this câu hỏi has been suggested to most of us before (most commonly bởi our parents). But this time it's different. It is normal for parents to think that teenagers are obsessed with our I-pods, i-phones, laptops hoặc other. This is normal because our parents didn't have things like this when they were younger.

Most adults where I live including my parents didn't have the internet growing up. They all had to either go to the librery for information hoặc have a collection of encyclopidias...
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posted by teamsalvatore98
Characters (just so nobody gets confused):
Keigo Shokuo- main character (Name meaning: roughly Prince's bodyguard)
Mikoto Kyuuketsuki- vampire prince/ eventually becomes Keigo's best friend and lover (NM: roughly prince vampire)
Blood Brothers/BB- this name is misleading because of the "blood" part, but they're actually a group of highly trained assassins who are hired to kill Mikoto. They'll come up in conversations.
Geretsu Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's grandmother; retired vampire Queen (NM: Mean Vampire)
Riaru Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's real mother [deceased] (NM: Real Vampire)
Katanashi Kyuuketsuki- Mikoto's...
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Hi my name is Blossom Utanium,Im 16 years old,i have an hourglass figure now and my body is fully developed but thêm then most girls my age.

Im leaving Citiesville today and going back to townsville. Except,im going to wear a disguise,I wear a black curly haired wig and purple contacts.

I bought a house down the đường phố, street from my sister. Im moving my stuff in today.

I ride my màu hồng, hồng chuyển đổi, chuyển đổi được to townsville and park it in my new driveway and begin to unpack my stuff.

(Bricks Pov)
I watch a màu hồng, hồng chuyển đổi, chuyển đổi được go through the neighborhood,with butch,buttercup,and bubbles. We all calmed down after we hit...
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posted by minniemeg
Authors note: Hi, this is my first time publishing something that wasn't người hâm mộ fiction but its what I've been passionate about forever. So please forgive the inconsistent rhyming.

If I never saw bạn again.

How happy my life would be!

I'd be jumping up and down the walls so full of glee!

No thêm nagging!

No thêm griping!

No thêm constant whining!

No thêm rants about how dreadful your life is!

I could be free from the locks that is your torn up mind, no longer a prisoner in my own home.

Aw the very thought of never hearing your voice again fills me with so much joy!

No thêm yelling!

No thêm shrieking!

No more...
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posted by EmilyMJFan910
The fiction story I wrote EXCLUSIVELY for Fanpop. Read chapters 1 and 2 first. Thanks.

The girl living just around the corner.
Her name was Summer. She was eight years old and lived on a farm with her parents and often visited the động vật on the farm. She had blond hair and blue eyes; she was very beautiful as well. She was a softhearted, adventurous girl who always found a way to brighten things.
That ngày Summer rode her bike down the path. She planned to ride to the pond and back, but once she got to the pond, she couldn't help but notice the two small chó laying in a heap bởi the pond. She...
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Dear diary.
Wow what a cheesy start to a diary entry! I don't understand how a diary is supposed to work, there doesn't seem to be much point. I guess it is best to begin as to why I have to write here anyway.

I have been having many so called, misunderstandings at school. And after a lot of parent teacher meetings they have decided to send me to a counsellor.
There I met this man named Dr Fey (weird name I know).

He đã đưa ý kiến that I needed to find a way of expressing my feelings. That is where this diary comes in. He explained that in-order to get rid of my socialophobia (afraid of social confrontation)...
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posted by MissMuffin38
From within the tim, trái tim of the forsaken village, the sleepy sun creeps out from the silent clouds it had been hiding behind for the past few days. Skies are blue, but only just, as the rain only fell yesterday, pouring onto the pavements below. The sun's shining streaks plaster the stony ground, creating light, dusty shadows of the villagers; their never-ending work continuing throughout the day. Children from the village play on the cobbles, darting and weaving in and out of the few passers-by on the quiet streets, chasing after each other without a worry in the world. The smiles on their faces...
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III The Library
The tiếp theo room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on hàng đầu, đầu trang of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of sách were piled right up to the hàng đầu, đầu trang and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved đọc and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole thư viện full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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II The Kitchen.

Unsure where to go Ember dithered in the corridor outside the nursery for almost ten phút the tiếp theo morning. But soon the delicious smell of apples and cinnamon reached her nose.
She followed the scent until she reached a large old fashioned kitchen. An old, wooden table, worn and scrubbed filled the middle of the room. It was the biggest phòng bếp, nhà bếp Ember had ever saw. One side of the room was simply all cupboards and drawers of all different shapes and coloured. Ember’s curiosity burned but she was distracted bởi a large woman wearing an apron. She was taking a steaming apple...
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