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posted by IlovePatch97
My Любовь so beautifully bound in robes of scarlet hue
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell Ты I Любовь Ты еще than myself
But to understand, from me Ты shall receive neither money nor wealth
What Ты Поиск for is not emotion или passion, it’s much еще precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So Ты take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of Ты the Raven and I the Crow



(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
posted by hgfan5602
I will remember Ты always.
Will Ты remember me?
That is a Вопрос for Ты to answer,
And not me.

I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.

Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
Ты will always be in my heart.
For I know that Ты will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.

All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every минута of it
Is in my heart.

I will tend to the огонь
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
posted by Problematic129
*Thanks for all the Комментарии and Фаны :) Please read and review*
Chapter 15
    A scream in the dark
    I yelled against the mouth, fighting around it. They leaned towards me, “Spying can lead to something very deadly.”
    “Who are you?!” I yelled, but it was muffled so it sounded weird.
    Was it bubble gum girl…no, it couldn’t be here. This person looked like they had black hair, или was that a cap?
    I struggled against the hand, it felt to hard to be a girl’s, but it smelled...
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posted by alicia386
Maycen, Elysia, Gabriel, and Arthur stood in a круг around some ashes that once was Dylon Mathers, the famous novelist. HIs life came to a sudden end. It wasn't because he wrote bad books. It was what he based his Книги off of. It is one thing to write about fiction but it is entirely different if Ты write about someone's past and have everyone read it. As I, Kyler Adams, write this horrific tale, I only want Ты to promise Ты won't share this with a soul. My life depends on it.

Writing this tale will lead me to the same fate as Dylon's. I only wish to share this with Ты to inform Ты of...
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posted by wantadog
Chapter 2!


Juliet retrieved the papers from the chicken pen, saying hi to a few of them while she was there, and made her way towards the road. She considered going back to ask her mother about dad again, but decided that it could wait. She would talk to her about it when she got back. Jessica reached the gate leading to the road and left, taking care to remember to close it. Her farm was about a mile away from the rest of the town, so it took her about 10 минуты of walking to arrive. On the way, Juliet dropped a piece of paper. Her hands were pretty full, so she folded it and put it in her...
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posted by dragonsmemory
There are many different Kinds in Eden, and each has its own language. Since the geography of the planet forced the Kinds to coexist, many words are shared between tongues, albeit with changed meanings. This Статья focuses mainly on the language of the dragons.

Draconian is one of the most difficult languages to learn to write. The placement of certain letters and accents changes the meaning of the various words and phrases. There are few beings willingly to teach this strange tongue, and few of them reside on Earth.

The word eht, in Draconian, means "love." However, with the addition of a...
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posted by Problematic129
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Chapter 4
        Ali, the overdramatic partier
    Right now were making our way to some exclusive party that Ali got invited to. Since I’m introducing Ты to my Друзья in a horrible dis-organized order, there’s one vital important thing about Ali.
    Like I’ve told Ты she’s the great partier out of us all, not afraid to attend a party at a college guys dorm, which sends red flags up everywhere in my mind. But since she knows...
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posted by hgfan5602
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.

Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.

One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway

Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
posted by hgfan5602
Let us go on a journey
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight

We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight

We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you

Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed Ты and locked eyes

The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever

Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated

Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side by side.
added by hgfan5602
posted by Dhampires
She waited at the doorstep nearly all night he never came.

She quietly made my way to our room his image was the only thing that flooded my head.

'Would he come home? Had something happened to him? If it had why hadn't someone called?' she was thought she knee on the inside she was being over dramatic.

She leaned over her balcony looking on to the woods beyond the night stares filled the sky shimmering like diamonds, she smiled as the northern lights appeared it was rare to see in such a place other han Alaska but they shown bright. And as quickly as they came they left.

She quickly washed up and...
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posted by alicia386
I use to know you
but now its over
and i am not going back
had my сердце broken
had my dreams blown away
it only took Ты a second
to rearrange my whole day

I use to know you
but now its over
and i see that now
Ты blew me away
far from here
and i couldnt make it back
but i bet Ты knew that

I use to know
someone like you
he was friendly
but i left him behind
in the rain
in the cold
where i couldnt see him

i hope you're different
it would help
if Ты werent exactly like him
nice to know you
but i must go
and protect my soul
how nice of Ты to stop by
but please go Главная now

I use to know you
but now im long gone
and it feels great'
to leave that burden behind
i wont see Ты again
i wont be there when Ты fall
just know that i
wont pick Ты up again
posted by para-scence
“Craig! Get up! We’re going to be late!“ My sister Rachel pounded her fist on my door. I reluctantly opened my eyes to look at the clock. I had only ten минуты to get ready. I cursed under my breath and got dressed quickly, not bothering to grab anything to eat. I got to Rachel’s car just before she was about to ditch me. I tried to catch up on my algebra homework on the car ride to school.

“You really should’ve done that yesterday,“ Rachel scolded me. “You’re failing as it is.“ Of course, little miss perfect always had to tell me what I was doing wrong, even if she was...
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posted by 1999jacko
4 weeks ago
Ron sat miserably in his apartment watching the new for something interesting, when a beeping noise butted into his little день dream. He ran over to the таблица where the phone was placed, he picked it up instantly hitting answer." Hello commander, is my dad back yet?" he сказал(-а) hopefully. The commander cleared his throat before answering," Ron I'm really sorry but we just received a message and its not good news... I'm afraid your father is dead and we need Ты to relocate away from Washington today. So pack your stuff and get ready for your escort to take Ты to your new home." All...
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posted by flabaloobalah
Genre: Realistic Fiction, Mystery, Drama/Romance

Claire and I unpacked our belongings and put them in our own dressers and waited for lunch to be ready.
After a little while, Leila hollered for us. As Claire and I reached the doorway, we observed the stampede as the six of them pounded down the stairs.
When my little sister and I reached the kitchen, Jeb greeted us and handed us a bowl and silverware. At the head of the table, Leila stood with a ladle and served us plenty of food. I sat Далее to Makayla, and Claire sat across from me, Далее to Joey.
The meal was spent in almost total silence, save...
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posted by flabaloobalah
Once we were all done swarming each other, Leila helped Claire and I through the little herd of cousins, upstairs, to our room. Where usually Ты would take a left and be looking at their bedroom doors and a bathroom, we took a right at the вверх of the stairs so we were faced with a room i hadn't seen before. The interior was a pale, almost skin like beige that was cracked and peeling in some spots, especially where our beds were pushed against the wall. Beside each постель, кровати was a small таблица with drawers and a lamp. In between us was a large window, creating a distorted patch of light on the scratched...
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Hi, my name is Jonas. I'm thirteen. I'm...well, not what Ты would consider normal.
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the Converse store Далее door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say овца, овцы Вампиры Rock on them. Yeah, I Любовь the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with овца, овцы that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into овца, овцы Вампиры that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of Кока-кола left from an год назад shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or Ты shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?
 Jonas's glass of Кока-кола
Jonas's glass of Coke
posted by 1999jacko
because I like to have lots of stuff on at once heres a prologue of one of my new stories

The prologue
I ran вперед into nothing things being erased in the path of the other kids behind me, the world is crumbling before my eyes. MY Друзья that have already died bodies appear on the nothingness in front of me I shove them away from my eyes and jump high over them.Too high I feel the pain shoot up and down my leg searing a hole of pain in my head and then that's all I feel, think and hear..Pain and that's when I know they are right behind me haunting me for all the bad things I've done I just...
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posted by flabaloobalah
Genre: Realistic Fiction, Drama/Romance

There was this one summer I spent with my cousins, back when I was fourteen. My little sister, Claire, went to their house with me.
That first day, when we jumped out of the van, we were stunned. The house was this glorious, leaning, peeling, giant Главная on a winding dirt road. The paint was a soft baby blue, something that reminded me of rocking Лошади and winter nights. Our Auntie Leila stepped onto the rickety porch and waved and smiled. Cautiously, Claire and I waved and smiled back. Uncle Jeb came to give us hugs. We returned the hugs without complaining....
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 8
    That was not subtle
    “My reports so good! I’ll get at least a D!” I squealed as Beth and I walked towards the school.
    Beth frowned. “A D? Why not aim for B?”
    “Honey the last time I got a B, was when one stung me.” I informed her.
    “You can at least try, bubs, it can’t be that hard.” Beth reasoned as reached the school parking lot.
    “Impossible Ты know I- Эй, look it’s Grey!” I yell when I see him on his motor cycle. “Hi...
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