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IV The Bathroom
Ember had been wandering aimlessly around the endless corridors and baffling twists and turns when she saw how dark it was getting outside. She would have checked her watch if she had one, but she didn’t so she hazarded a guess at it being about 10, 11 o’clock. She was exhausted and needed to find somewhere to sleep.
But first she wanted to take a shower. She hadn’t washed since she arrived at the mansion and it showed. Her soft skin which was normally a delicate pale sứ, đồ sứ was now covered with a light layer of grime.
She had changed a lot since the fire. Her hair...
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posted by hgfan5602
I run around. I am jumping over bricks, escaping the evil Wario. I'm running. Panting now. I suddenly feel myself getting lighter. I fly up into the sky. A jetpack!!! Life-saver, but not for long. After a while I fall back down to the ground. The chase continues. I run slower. Anytime now, I know I'll die if I don't pay attention. A crevice appears below my feet. I jump. I barely get across. All kinds of danger await me now. Piranhas, man-eating animals, dinosaurs, appear behind me, below me. I feel like there is no an toàn, két an toàn way out of this venture. A piranha appears just in front of a crevice....
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posted by disneyworld007
Okay, well I want to start nghề viết văn a fantaisie Book, and I have come up with a couple starting sentences, but I can't think which one I should start with, please give me your honest opinion on which one I should start with......

1. Mr.Johnson's math class joined together in room B3, and sat down at their desks like any other day, but it was anything but that.

2. Once upon a time, there was a school in Grand Rapids, called St. James and thats where our story begins.

3. The school ngày at St. James in Grand Rapids started out like any other ngày for the kids of Mr. Johnsons math class.

4. Our story begins with room B3, a classroom in St. James in Grand Rapids.
posted by ivoryphills
Elliot Rhodes sat in her well-worn bàn chair at her computer, skimming her notepad for the umpteenth time, tapping her pen as her impatience grew. She waited for a story to flow onto her paper, a feat that wasn't foreign to her until last year, when a book she published got her into some scalding water with the nation's minorities and her publisher.

She was lucky that the publisher didn't drop her; she was a Milwaukeean college student, living just below the poverty line, and whatever small sales her sách made was added to her meager income. So there Elliot sat, wishing that something would...
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posted by Elizabeth90luv
Η Αλήθεια

Σε αυτόν τον κόσμο τον αχανή,
όλοι ήμαστε σκλάβοι φορτικοί,
δεν υπάρχει αλήθεια πραγματική,
εδώ που το ψέμα κυριαρχεί.

Ολοι ζούμε μια ψεύτικη ζωή,
μια ευτυχία εικονική,
από άλλους είναι φτιαγμένη,
χωρίς αγάπη αληθινή.

Και η αλήθεια είναι χαμένη,
μεσ’ το σκοτάδι, για πάντα εξαφανισμένη.

Για κανέναν δεν είμαι εδώ,
ουτε για ’σένα...
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posted by 1-2vampire
As everything that has ever happened to bạn flashes before your eyes, bạn see what life is like, when your vision is rimmed with darkness, bạn see that this is the end. When your last sight is sorrowful, painful, then bạn see what life is like. When your last sight is one of a fantaisie world, maybe in a meadow, (i don't know, it can happen), then bạn haven't seen anything yet. As everything goes foggy, then bạn suddenly want to see more. A passionate longing for thêm life. But bạn do not know what is to come. Life may seem sweet, hoặc it may seem sour, but when bạn live, bạn do not know what it...
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