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posted by para-scence
The Далее week was spent handling all legal things having to do with Dalton's so called "murder."Andrew insisted that Dalton was very likely to have killed himself, and he also explained how Reed's нож had been taken by Dalton a long time before his death. It wasn't exactly that easy. There were lots of things that had to go through with the court. It was very boring and tiring.

Then one день while we were at the court, Ms. Greener showed up. My eyes widened and I tried to hide behind Carmine, but it was no use.

"Hello Harley," she сказал(-а) in that tone of voice that сказал(-а) you're in deep shit, young lady.

"Um, hi," I сказал(-а) nervously. She looked at me with a resentful expression. "So..." I said, trying to avoid an awkward silence. "How's Gail?" She sighed.

"Harley, Ты know I can send Ты back there anytime I want," she said.

"No!" I said, sounding like a three год old complaining.

"Why would she come back if we hurt her?" Nikolai intervened. Ms. Greener pursed her lips. Win. She stalked off to her seat. Then a security man brought Reed in. He still wore the оранжевый suit, and was handcuffed. I wanted so badly to run over to him and hug him! I hadn't seen him in almost four months! Just the sight of him made me excited, and my eyes watered from joy. He didn't so much as look at me as he took his сиденье, место, сиденья towards the front of the court.

***

"...Mr. Cameron is not responsible for Dalton Collins' death. Case dismissed," the judge said, and hit the таблица with his hammer. I felt like I could finally breathe again. Everyone stood up to leave, and I had to fight my way through the crowd to get to Reed. I hugged him before the security guard had even gotten his handcuffs off.

"Whoa!" he said, stumbling back. "Hey there!" he said. His voice sounded worn out, it Остаться в живых that happy, carefree tone. I took a step back so the handcuffs could be taken back. I studied Reed's face. He had dark circles under his eyes, and even though he was smiling, he seemed to be putting up an awfully large effort to keep it that way. Once the handcuffs were off, I pulled all four of us into a giant group hug. Nikolai ruffled Reed's hair.

"I knew Ты were innocent, kid," he said. I raised an eyebrow, but didn't make any comment.

"It's good to have ya back, bro," Carmine said.

We went home, and Reed went straight to the couch. He sighed contently, rolling onto his back and closing his eyes.

"Just let 'em sleep. I'm sure a jail cell isn't that comfortable, even compared to that couch," Nikolai said. Him and Carmine began making an extra big ужин to celebrate Reed coming home. I went over to the couch, and sat on the floor. I put my hand on Reed's wrist.

"Can I get Ты anything?" I asked softly.

"Uh, could Ты get me a glass of water?" he mumbled. I patted his hand and got up. When I came back, I carefully gave him the glass. He sat up, wincing as if he was really sore. "Thanks," he said, taking the glass from my hands. He didn't like he was up for conversation, so I left.

"I Любовь you," I whispered before I went to my room.

When I got in my room, I closed the door behind me and locked it. I stood in the middle of my nearly empty room, breathing in the cool air. I didn't know what to feel. On the one hand, I had my whole life back. I had my brothers, and they were ok. But that wasn't exactly great. I also got back the fighting, the guns, the gangs, the hate and crime that filled my neighborhood. This place was like a warzone sometimes. It hurt to feel like I had to put my guard up again, when it had taken so long to let it down. I also Остаться в живых my sisters, Gail who was practically my mother, and my friends, and the Любовь and warmth of where I had been living the past couple of months. That night, I cried myself to sleep.

Whether they were tears of joy или sadness, I don't know.

The Далее morning, I dragged my lazy жопа, попка out to the breakfast table, and got myself a bowl of cold cereal. I ate absentmindedly, only snapping back to reality for a couple секунды from sounds outside. Then there was a knock on the door. I watched it intently, not even thinking to get it. Nikolai sighed and opened it.

"Umm... may I help you?" he asked. I heard some murmurs, but I couldn't tell who it was. I couldn't even bring myself to be curious. "She's right here," I heard him whisper. Then I heard the running of a bunch of feet.

"Harley!" a familiar voice cried. My eyes snapped up to see Aspen and Jezebel running at me, nearly taking me out of my chair. My сердце seemed to fill up so much, I was sure it was going to explode. I hugged them close, then saw Gail holding Bride come in. Behind her followed Scout, and even Trace, Forest, and Bambi! I couldn't believe all these people came to see me!

"You guys!" I shouted. I ran up to them, with Aspen and Jezebel still wrapped around me. We made the biggest group hug probably ever invented. "What are Ты guys doing here?" I asked.

"Well," Scout began. "After Ты left, we didn't know where to look. Then yesterday Ms. Greener stopped by and proved the rumors to be true: Ты did return home. So, we wanted to come and have a formal goodbye... And congratulate Ты on your brother returning home." I smiled and hugged them all again. Bride squealed.

"So, aren't Ты gonna introduce us?" Gail asked, gesturing to my brothers. Nikolai stood near the doorway, Carmine in the threshold of the hallway, and Reed looked at us warily from the couch.

"This is Nikolai, Carmine, and Reed," I said, pointing each one out. Then I introduced my foster family, and then my friends. Then before I knew it, Reed was standing behind me, looking everyone over. He seemed so cold and горький now, I was afraid of what he might say. He looked Gail in the eye.

"You were the one that took my baby sister in?" he asked. Gail nodded. He was silent for a moment, then closed the distance between them and hugged her real quick. "Thank you," he said. "Thanks for taking good care of her."

"It was my pleasure," she сказал(-а) warmly.

Gail and everyone stayed for lunch, and we had an awesome time. It was like having family over for the holidays, или at least what I'd think it's like. We've never had this many people in our house at one time.

I was especially sad when they left. Scout, Forest, Bambi, and Trace hugged me as they left.

"Keep in touch, ok?" Scout asked. I nodded.

"Of course," I told all of them. Aspen hugged my waist, and I heard her sniff. I knelt down, until I was face to face with her. "I promise I'll keep in touch, Aspen." A tear rolled down her cheek.

"I don't want Ты to go," she sniffed. Her lip trembled, and my eyes filled with tears.

"I know... But it's just the way things are. We can still call each other. Maybe we can visit sometime."

"But I don't want to say goodbye," she whispered.

"Everything happens for a reason. It makes us stronger. Ты need to be strong, ok?" She nodded. I kissed her forehead, then gave her a big hug. I сказал(-а) goodbye to everyone else, and gave them hugs as well. When they left, once again I felt numb and empty.

"Well that was nice of them to stop by," Nikolai said. I nodded. I went and began cleaning the house, just to give me something to do. I heard Carmine murmur some concerned words to Nikolai, but Nikolai just сказал(-а) I was trying to be helpful.

That night, we all ate separately. We've never really done that before; Nikolai likes ужин to be quality family time. I ate a bowl of macaroni and cheese in my room. I was beginning to fear that my life would never be the same here again.
One of them charged at Marley while he was on the ground. He jumped up, the beast missed him, but he landed on the back of the other one. He tried to weigh it down (Which was just ridiculous to try in the first place), it didn’t work. Alec quickly jumped on the beast with Marley, as they tried to throw the beast to the ground together. The first beast rammed into the секунда one, it barely felt it, but Marley and Alec fly four metres into the air. Opal came out and slashed on first one with her nails, as her eyes turn rose. Marley and Alec landed; they both stood up and took a battle stance,...
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Alec’s eyes opened as the день has started, he sitting up on his bed, remembering yesterday, how Grito basically gave them permission, no, forced them to create his group. Alec picked up the phone and gave Marley a call. He discussed what happened yesterday and if they should agree with Grito, Marley agreed, he hated the fact that innocent people were getting killed so he was glad to help. Marley informed Opal and she had the same idea. After he hanged up Alec got the phone book out and looked for the name ‘Norris’. After a few phone calls he reached her and explained the same thing. They...
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Вампиры are known in both human and monster worlds. Вампиры who are born from a family of Вампиры are known as pure bloods, these are the main group of Вампиры in both worlds. Pure bloods are the most powerful vampire whose blood has not been tainted (Other species blood) Half bloods are either humans или other creatures who a pure blood has injected their blood into или has a past history of Вампиры and has gained vampire blood in their generation. Only creatures of no special ability of their own can gain vampiric power, if the creature has an power of their own the blood will act as an...
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posted by Bella_Swan3
I'm losing my mind, Taylor thought as she gripped the edge of the vanity table, almost splintering it. A few shards of glass on вверх of it were enough to tell her that her face was painted with her black tears.

I need to find out, she thought desperately. Even if it hurts. Even if the truth hurts worse than an outright lie.

Lie. So seemingly small and insignificant, and yet it could go unnoticed, almost like it could be сказал(-а) and then forgotten immediately.

Lies are like a temporary fix. They solve most problems, but they will soon unravel and tear even worse than before.

Glass. Why can't I break...
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posted by T-lover
what I'm Письмо isn't exactly an Статья , but I hope Ты will enjoy it ^_^ ..

Girl; Do I ever пересекать, крест you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do Ты like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do Ты want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me или you'r life ?
Boy; My life .

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....

*The reason Ты never пересекать, крест my mind is because Ты are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like Ты is because I Любовь Ты .
*The reason I don't want Ты is because I need Ты .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if Ты left is because I would die if Ты left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for Ты is because I would die for Ты .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do Ты anything for Ты is because I would do everything for Ты .
*The reason I chose my life is because Ты are my life .
posted by Bella_Swan3
Taylor had never shadow-walked with no destination in mind. Shadow walking was something she was slightly afraid to do. It made her feel unbalanced, as if she had been дана too much control. Like standing on the edge of a cliff, the wind pushing Ты to jump, and some part of Ты secretly wanting to succumb to it's persuasive power.

She opened her eyes to the flat, glassy expanse of water in front of her. The tiny sliver of the moon was distorted by the waves.

Granted, shadow walking allowed her to appear wherever she wanted, but to her, it also served as a constant reminder that she was not...
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slowly climbing

inch by inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

Бабочки of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to Любовь it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
Billy’s p.o.v
“I can’t believe girls got a ghost hunt” Rocco mumbled. We were all bummed the girls always got the good cases. “Yeah, I heard it’s about a guy who had scratched on his back” Max said. I sighed. “What cases do we have?” I asked Caleb looked down at his computer. “A girl says that her boyfriend was on a hiking trip and he hasn’t called или communicated with her since last week” he said. I rolled my eyes. “Do Ты think there’s anything to worry about?” I asked them, they all shrugged but Caleb nodded. “Even if there isn’t we have to help her anyway”...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I walked in and saw Dawn and Thor. I walked over and gave them both a look. “Where are mom and dad” I asked looking around the house. Dawn smile. “Still in Australia” I looked at Dawn with a confused smile. “Well then what’s going on” I asked. I was angry at Thor and Dawn and not because of Liz или that mom and dad were still in Australia, but because they weren’t telling me anything. “Well?” I asked. Thor looked at me but he didn’t smile he just stared at me. “We were told to go home, we don’t know anything” he сказал(-а) in a моллюск voice. I heard a bang, I turned and saw...
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posted by CheeryDavis
Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the сено, сена i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as Ты pull me up and hold me close
i know that Ты will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...
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posted by iluvtheshow
I remember the день I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for Ты love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place Ты could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with еще огонь then Ты could ever imagine.
еще passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the день I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

--------------------------------
This is dedicated to my first real баскетбол coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
posted by CullensFinest13
Ты hurt me I hope Ты die I cant belive I trusted Ты I cant belive I loved Ты I cant belive I stayed up and worried that Ты wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved Ты i trusted Ты and cared for you. im tired of Ты its time i let Ты go but your always there Ты wont leave me alone...its time for Ты to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let Ты back in stay out so i can be happy Ты need Ты need to die let me live my own life Ты shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, Ты were...
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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we Любовь to write, right? If so then Ты all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all Любовь our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer Любовь em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

или I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told by hidden scars

Unable to Показать themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...


I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
posted by mrs-mindfreak
I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad или angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her Избранное wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to Переместить from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...
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‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting Далее to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...
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 The Writer Behind the Words
The Writer Behind the Words
Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting Письмо career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help Ты find the right strategy for Ты and get Ты started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have еще than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any Письмо project the Список can grow exponentially-...
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posted by alexmswann
It was three o’clock on a Friday and the колокол, колокольчик, белл had finally rung for school to be out for the weekend. I hurriedly shoved my Книги in my book bag and headed for the door ready to be out of school.
“Oh wait, Alisa could Ты come here for a quick second,” my English teacher, Mrs. Thompson asked. I turned around wishing I could be out this school. She was a very tall and light skinned lady, in her mid-thirties. She had long stringy black hair and big brown eyes. Ты would probably think she was a retired model. I quickly went to her стол письменный, стол trying not to seem I was rushing her.
“Um I just wanted...
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posted by para-scence
The Далее morning, despite being deprived of sleep, I was wide awake. Carmine was in the kitchen, Nikolai getting ready for work in his room. I frowned when I saw Carmine in his work uniform.

"I thought..." I began. He shook his head, his mouth full of cereal.

"I gotta work today. We'll go another день though, ok?" he said.

"When are Ты off...?" I asked.

"Next weekend," he answered. I groaned.

"Seriously?!"

"Sorry! Ты know, Ты could get a job too, y'know!" he shouted. I clamped my mouth shut. Carmine never yells at me. Ever. "Y'know, Ты complain about Nikolai all the time! You're just as bad!"...
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posted by para-scence
The Далее week was spent somewhat like that first day. We went to the park almost everyday. It wasn't that bad actually. It was kind of funny to see Jezebel and and Aspen run around like psychos. I was actually starting to warm up to Scout as well. It was cool to just talk to someone my age that was a girl too. I never had the chance to do that at school или home. I really like Aspen too. She's very mature for her age, when she wants to be. She has no problem goofing around like a little kid. She likes to talk about a bunch of things. I've become very close with her too.

Then soon came the Sunday...
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