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posted by dragonrider
My name is Starr Makenzie and I'm from the future. Don't laugh at me! It's true. I was born on May 8th 2099. I am currently 16 years old but I am in 2009 right now. I read in my book that 2009 was an interesting năm for politics and for the economy. I wanted to come here for a couple of reasons but I can't tell bạn why.
"Starr Makenzie!" My math teacher Mr. Howards yells at me "Pay attention!"
I look up from doodling and see everybody staring at me. They are all just jealous that I'm the only one getting an A+. I'm actually a really smart person but I don't pay attention in class anymore because...
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Ch.8 is finally here!!!! This chapter is a little different because of one little thing.

*Jamie and Sean are going to be communicating bởi a little, wonderful thing called the Internet!*

Chapter Eight[b]

For the tiếp theo four days, Jamie and Sean had bonded pretty well and becoming friends, closer and closer every time they saw each other.

Every morning, when Jamie can get anytime alone to herself after suffering through hell with the kids, she went to the front steps to drink her cup of coffee and just relax until she can hear Sean’s pacing when he runs and before getting to his house tiếp theo door,...
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added by CathCuddy
Source: Google
My wide brown eyes glanced around the Bridgewell high school lunchbox and all I saw was the same thing as everyday. The "cool" group, my group, all sitting in the same spot. The middle of the lunchbox, drawing all attention on us with our screaming and giggling. It would usually be me starting the scenes but now I see differently. What’s the point with all the makeup, the new outfit each ngày and the teasing of the smart kids. I don't want to be this girl anymore, I hate her.
Just at that moment Catherine and Amanda walk past. The smart kids, the ones who care what grades they get and now...
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posted by Cinders
It's finally here! All the submissions to this month's thi ca contest is included within this soapbox, for your convenience. For the sake of the judges, I am allowing two weeks from today for them to peruse the works herein and then create a pick with their hàng đầu, đầu trang five choices. The judges may confer amongst themselves if they wish. Input from the fanpop community should also be considered. các bình luận on particular poems are welcome. The only thing that is prohibited is pointing out (subtly hoặc obviously) which poem is yours. As a poet, that may disqualify bạn from the competition, for betraying the...
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posted by Emoshinell
To me, Will is thêm than a name. This is what it means to me:

W is for the softest whisper in the sweetest breeze of spring.

I is for the icy chill that goes down my spine when bạn spare me a small glance my way.

L is for the look my penetrating eyes give bạn when bạn turn away from me; when I want most for bạn to stay close to me.

And l is for the unconditional and irrevocable and irrational tình yêu I feel for your soul.

Without you, my tim, trái tim is silent. bạn arethe only one who has touched my tim, trái tim and it will always be yours. bạn are my only love. I've left my tim, trái tim with you; look over it closely....
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added by vampiress015
Source: BBC
posted by Cutebutcrazy--
i never thought the ngày would come when i had to leave my Những người bạn and family.but it did and it was all my fault. bạn see my names claire and i got in a bit of trouble. i was walking trang chủ from my Những người bạn house and happened to over hear something i wasn't suppose to.it was a fight between to guys and from what i heard the fight was over drugs and money so now i'm runing for my life and for the people i tình yêu lifes too.

"i'll miss bạn mommy" i say giving my mother one last hug. "as soon as this is over i'll be home,plaese don't worry."

"i'm not worried" my mom lied.She was a tarible liar so i basicly saw right through her.
A/N; AHAHAHAHAHA! And bạn thought i wouldn't dare ;). Anyways, here's something weird i don't even understand. Seriously. But I'll post it here because I feel happy. Yeah, even I don't believe it. Anyways I'll stop talking 'cause this font is making me feel stupid.

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Breathe. bạn need to breathe.

“I can’t.” I whimpered “I can’t breathe. It’s too hard. If I breathe, the numbness will go. I can’t let it go.”

You need to. People are counting on bạn to have a heart-beat. And bởi tim, trái tim beat I mean they count on bạn to be here. To have a-little...
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posted by VampirePrinsess
Mommy... Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his Những người bạn that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went school that day,
I never đã đưa ý kiến good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry. When Johnny shot
the gun, He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I tình yêu him very much,
And please tell Chris; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell...
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Ladies and gentlemen, writers of all ages (especially teens/preteens) and species (except mosquitoes), welcome! I'm bored, have a writer's block made of concrete and am feeling particularly resentful towards the curse known as textese/chatspeak. (Seriously, whatever happened to good ol' morse code?) So I decided the best way to give my nghề viết văn a rest is to help out with yours! Aren't I generous? :)

Before I begin, I'd like to point out that I am not an expert bởi any means. I'm not a nghề viết văn guru hoặc a master advice-giver-person. I am simply a fellow writer who wants to pass on what she's learned;...
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posted by babina
recap:

I had a feeling that that was some kind of signal and that they might be tricking me but what were am i going to do.I didn't know in the first place if i was planning to walk over, take her bởi the hand and walk her away hoặc if the Qsix were the ones who were gonna walk away, all knew was that i just wanted to tell them to leave her alone.
But i had no other option of what to do so i started walking over to where she was standing planing to take her away, but as i took the fourth step, one of the Qsix guys pushed a book bag that was on the floor in my way. Before i saw it i was on the ground...
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added by whitelion
love, a word that can bring much joy hoặc much pain
it can put the tim, trái tim at ease hoặc under strain
and as that word to each other we spoke
it made our hearts complete and not broke

a feeling unlike any other i felt
as bạn heavenly eyes made my tim, trái tim melt
bạn were always the one, i could tell
cause from the moment i saw bạn in tình yêu i fell

the words to describe bạn a poet can never posses
bạn were always the one that was hard to impress
bạn wanted thêm than thi ca and hoa could give
because only on true tình yêu your tim, trái tim could live

to capture my tim, trái tim for bạn it only took
one moment one smile and one unforgettable look
added by CathCuddy
Source: Google
posted by harold
The tác giả considered. Then the tác giả wrote:

Two opposites sat on a park bench

The tác giả deleted

eating their curds and whey

as soon as it was typed, and replaced it with

and one wanted the other to leave.

The critic noted "That's really not very specific, is it? Two 'opposites'? Come on, you're going to have to be thêm specific than that."

The tác giả considered. Then the tác giả wrote:

The Republican sat down tiếp theo to the Democrat on the park bench

and nodded, satisfied. The critic clucked his tongue. "Welll...it's not exactly original, is it? And how different are they, really? Honestly, bạn couldn't...
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posted by axlluver43
A place I once trusted
A place I once believed in
A place I once loved
A place I once missed
Is coved under a Dạ hội giả trang
Of misery and pain
The blue in the sky is now a shade
I feel like all this time was a game
A game of sham
A game of backstabbing
A game of war
A game of fate
I feel trapped in a box
Crammed in and lonely
With nothing but locks
With no key so that it can hold me
A box of lies
A box of fear
A box of loneliness
A box of weakness
I always have a word on mind
Just a few words long
To me it seems so thoughtful and kind
To me free it isn't a dance hoặc song
Free as the wind
Free as a bird
Free as an Angel
Free as a shooting ngôi sao
The feeling will come to me
But not right now
I hope my soul can soon be free
So then I can take my final bow
posted by TDIlover226
I watched from around the corner as the little puppy, so curious with it's ways, was snooping around seeing what was in this big old house. He sniffed around, ears drooping to the floor, sliding in a nhanh, swift path. That little puppy, I had just gotten from the pound, I still couldn't think of a name for the curious puppy. Just as I thought to leave, something about the pup caught my eye, he had stopped in his tracks, staring at something that I couldn't see. That was when I knew exsactly what he was staring at, my old cat. Sapphire was her name, she was a grumpy old cat, I wasn't sure what to...
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