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Just A Pic Of A Mechanicle Pencil, Paper, And I Regular Pencil!

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Spirit Of Stone part 3

posted by TDIlover226

Part 3
Eddie woke up on a sky scraper roof top. It was raining and he couldn't remember how he had gotten there. He was still tired, and dripping wet, but he didn't care, he curled up and went to sleep again.

"Good morning sleepy head!" Eddie woke up to see a mutant, that looked like an angel, standing over him. "Where am I?" he said. "On the hàng đầu, đầu trang of a building, can't ya tell!" another voice đã đưa ý kiến from behind him. He looked behind him to see the mutant that was dressed like a devil. "Annie, don't be mean to him, he probably doesn't have any ideal of whats going on!" đã đưa ý kiến the angel. "So I guess...

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Gods 2: Chapter 1: Palm Springs (Sorry I deleted the other copy)

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

There’s nothing better than a nice relaxing holiday; in the beach, city hoặc country to meet your tastes. I had only been in the famous Palm spring for two days. And to be honest I wanted to go home, Ethan wasn’t speaking to me. Thor and Liz were all over each other. Remember that guy I ran into in the cemetery, well he’s here and talking to me, against Ethan’s wishes of course. I sat there on the fresh green grass, no not playing golf but đọc ‘All the pretty girls’ a book that I needed, a bloody disgusting book with no tình yêu what so ever. I closed the book and put my face in my...

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Gods: Chapter 11: Familar Faces

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I woke up in Ethan’s arms, which was thêm comfortable than it should have been. I didn’t want to di chuyển hoặc wake him, he looked peaceful and it was better when he was quite. I sighed and then saw his eye flutter. ‘Crap!’ I thought to myself, is eyes fully opened and turned to me. “Morning” he yawned, I smiled. “Morning, sleepy head” I giggled. He then signed. “Come on we have to get ready for school” he said, I moaned and got out of bed. I looked back and saw Ethan getting up. I opened my mouth to say something but was cut off bởi Gloria barging in. “Morning sleepy beauties’”...

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Wake up... Ch.1

posted by GWENxTRENT

"Gwen,Gwen,Gwen!" Ms.Barton đã đưa ý kiến as I was asleep in history class."What?" I đã đưa ý kiến when I woke up."had a nice dream?" "S-sorry Ms.Barton,it won't happen again"."let's hope not." She said. When the chuông, bell rang to go to lunch,my best friend,Marlon came up to me."What happend back there?" Marlon asked.To tell bạn the truth,I've always had a crush on him.I always had a feeling he liked me back."Nothing,nothing at all,i was just dreamin." "What about?"he asked with a smile."I'm not telling you!" I đã đưa ý kiến with a smile.When we went back to class,Ms.barton wanted to talk to me."Gwen,you have been sleeping in my class far to long". "sorry Ms.B,I havent been myslef lately." I đã đưa ý kiến with a frown."OK,first of all,dont call me "Ms.B",and bạn must go to sleep on time." She đã đưa ý kiến with a light smile."sorry,it hared to fall a sleep in my house." well then...ther is only one thing to do...you need to,wake up..."

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Three Poems

posted by Cuddles

These are for my dad who died almost exactly 12 years ago.
I don't know if it's any good.

Untitled

I’ve been at this point many times before.
One should think it might get better.
But now, as it’s almost exactly 12 years since
That special ngày
I remember
Everything
As it would have been yesterday.
That I didn’t understand
That I didn’t want to understand.
That something faded away this day…
that it did not return
until now.
But it was not my hope
It’s still there, hidden in a small corner of my tim, trái tim
Sometimes piping up
Just to abandon me again
But it didn’t leave me.
Yes…I still...

Gods: Chapter 3: Mistake

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I walked over there my very first thoughts were Thor. But it wasn’t. I walked over there and saw Ethan I opened the window. He pushed his way passed me without saying a word; he lay on my giường and started to breathe slowly. “What the...” I đã đưa ý kiến looking at him but he didn’t even look back at me he just stayed there. I walked over and sat on the bed. “Well” I said. “Shh, I have a major headache” he đã đưa ý kiến rubbing his temples. I smacked him on his chest and for a một giây I let it lie there and then he looked at me. “So what happened?” he đã đưa ý kiến smiling a smug smile. “What do you...

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Ode to Joy

posted by Dearheart

Josie ran.

“Maybe I made a mistake thinking you’d understand!”

“Well maybe I made a mistake marrying you!”

She ran, not heeding the tempest that tore at her clothes nor caring where she fled to as long as it was someplace far from home. Away from the chaos of her fighting parents and the hopelessness of the choice she was faced with.

“A tumor?”

“...it’s pressing on your brain stem and growing very rapidly. If it isn’t taken care of soon, it will be life-threatening...the surgery, however, would cost bạn your hearing... Permanently...”

Her tim, trái tim pounded in time with her feet;...

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Broken Dreams Chapter 1

posted by BellaSwan636

Shaun

I'm not sure why it had to be me. If I'm really honest with you, I hated myself.

I was fourteen when my parents died. I had no family left, so I became the unwanted foster kid.

I didn't want to have to think, hoặc care about anything. I wanted to die.

I wanted to be an inconvenience to the world. I wanted them to know how much I hated them for having their own happy lives. I shunned everyone.

I became the loner.

I look out of place, somehow. I'm the kid who's taller than the other sophomores bởi a head. The kid with coal black eyes.

The foster parents I was living with now tried. They tried,...

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The Jagged Edge

posted by ToastedRabbits

Someone once told me,

"Being a writer is like being a prostitute, really. At first you're only doing it for yourself, then bạn decide to tell a few friends, let them in on the action, then bạn decide to let a couple strangers in, pretty soon you're welcoming the entire world."

Such a very accurate quote. When I heard this, I was at a very formal luncheon with a few kids from my journalism class in which we produced the school's newspaper: The Jagged Edge. It was an awards ceremony for individual work as well as our newspaper as a whole to be recognized. Granted, it was a local newspaper that...

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ngẫu nhiên Idea

posted by khfan12

this is aqua

“You can’t catch me!” Chavez shouted. “Yes I can!” I yelled. I started to run faster. It was a great feeling. The wind in my face. “I can’t believe that people don’t like it out here….” My thoughts were interrupted bởi a voice. “Aqua!” Chavez…. I ran farther into the forest and stopped dead in my tracks. A few feet away, was Chavez, being wrestled to the ground bởi men in black suits. “Aqua run!” Chavez yelled when he saw me. I couldn’t move. I was Nữ hoàng băng giá with fear. One of the guys in black started to run towards me. “Run!” Chavez repeated, right before they...

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The Penny Drop

posted by Rockster

I'm nghề viết văn two novels, I know what most people think (WHY!) but i've decided to do one hand written and work upon it at school, where one of my teachers is happy to look at and talk to me about the errors that I've done. Whereas the other novel I'm working on the computer which i would like people to read it and discuss whats good and bad about it. Anyway, I've copied and pasted this novel that I've begun from an animal crossing diễn đàn and here it is.

Chapter 1: The Frowning Mirror

The heat swarmed around me, wrapping me with comfort and content. I knew that this feeling that conflicted with...

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Freak The Mighty: One năm After Freak Died

posted by Sarabi363

19 December

It's been almost a năm since Freak died. For a while, people always used to say to me, "I'm sorry." I hated that. I yelled at them, "Feel sorry for Freak! I'm still alive!"

They shouldn't feel sorry for me. Freak taught me what it meant to walk tall. He tought me that remembering is only an invention of the mind, and if bạn try hard enough, bạn can remember anything. I try to remember everything Freak told me; and sometimes, it works. Then it slips away.

For a while after Freak died, I went back to being the critter hiding out in Down Under. Then one day, it hit me, and hard. If I had died, I wouldn't want Freak to do what I was doing. I would want him to continue Freak The Mighty.

And that made all the difference.

I try to make Freak proud; maybe I'm even succeeding. I just know that Freak changed the way I saw things, and I owe him that much; to keep Freak The Mighty alive.

-Max-

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Gods 2: Chapter 3: A stolen Kiss

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

He smirked. “Hello Sadie” he sang, I closed my eyes and then opened them again, hoping I was going blind. I heard footsteps behind me and then a loud scoff. “What’re bạn doing here?” Ethan asked, I opened my mouth to answer for Adam but was interrupted. “I came here to see Sadie” he said, I sighed. Ethan looked to me and gave me a look, one I noticed he used to give to me when we were kids and I had stolen his toy. “Is this true did bạn ask him to come?” Ethan asked me, I shrugged. “I don’t think so” I told him, I heard Adam laugh. “I’m so glad this amuses you!”...

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A Sirens Call draft b

posted by A_Sirens_Call

A sirens call

CHAPTER ONE::: Shyness

It is the first ngày back, I really did not think of anything interesting happening, it was all new and strange after the holidays nothing would surprise me. Our little group of six did not have any specific relations towards outsiders we tried to keep contact with the human race to a minimum considering we are no longer human. After that experiment from the mad scientist - Doctor John Hallwain – trying to clone us making marginal errors then tried a different experiment but that is all I know and that was gathered bởi Annabelle who could read minds and was...

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Memories - A Poem

posted by Cuddles

A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...

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Broken Dreams Chapter 8

posted by BellaSwan636

Serena

On Friday, Tia had picked me up to go shopping.

Tia was ecstatic; for what reason, I had no idea. Tia was like a hurricane, she jotted down my sizes on her hand and then took of through the store at a pace that should've set her path on fire.

"You look great in black, white, and blue," she muttered. I saved that for future reference; she obviously knew what she was doing. Plus I'd been told that each of those colours looked nice on me before.

She pulled me into a dressing room, pointed out which outfits to try out, and exited to let me change.

I pulled a scary-looking black dây neck...

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I Am My Own Path ~ A Poem

posted by fanfly

Artwork by me

Who are bạn to judge?
Sitting right where bạn are
bạn have no claim on me

I know my own path
I am my own guide
bạn are nothing to me
No matter how bạn try

What do bạn care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you

I know my own path
I am my own guide
bạn don't know me
No matter how bạn try

Why are bạn here?
bạn know I don't want you
I told bạn to leave me

I am my own path
I know my own guide
bạn can't mold me
No matter how bạn try

Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. LOL – Liên minh huyền thoại Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.

The Vampire Reporter -- Chapter 7

posted by BiteMeCullen107

I left Jason at his house while I drove to work. When I first walked into the building and straight to the elevator, floor twelve. I got of the elevator and waiting there was a woman with a clip board smiling at me well I don’t know if she was smiling at me hoặc if her face was stuck like that but I greeted her.
“Hi I’m April Meyers; I’ll be your assistant.” She held her hand out and I took it. “Vanna is waiting for bạn in her office. Do bạn need anything?” She walked and talked. “No thank you, not right know.”
She opened the door and I stepped in and shut it. I couldn’t believe...

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Change: Chapter 1: We need Change to live

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

All the houses were the same. All rather big but looked smaller to me now that I’d grown and extra foot. I closed my eyes and tried to think of my danh sách reasons why I would want to come back here, to the place that swallowed my childhood in one bite. “New around here, Ma’am?” The mũ lưỡi trai, cap driver asked I looked up to the elderly man, his lazy eyes twitched. “No, I grew up here” I told him, he nodded and smiled, his yellow teeth shining. “Right...I thought bạn looked familiar” He admitted, I looked down at my now shaking cold hands. “You’re Cybil Jones” he said, looking rather...

Wanting Someone - Chapter Nine

posted by Lindy52

Chapter Nine

Jamie officially had nothing to wear. Even through that there were many pieces of clothes to choose from the closet that she shares with Michael, there was nothing that could impresses Sean who looked like the guy who doesn’t cares what bạn wear but he does want bạn to have some lunch with him but it was making Jamie nervous as hell.

Looking through the closet for the fourth time while Jake was sitting on the bed, playing with his toy and being his mother’s fashion expert which he had no experience on unless he had spitted on your unattractive clothes after nursing him, Jamie...