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back yard world part 2 finding sintareea

posted by fly210

The день Liz steped foot in her grandma's old house there was a strang feeling in the air. When Liz stoped unpacking she went out to the little town that she and her Друзья had made. The town was in a crest of bushes and trees. Liz got some of her toys and went out side to the town. She had started playing with her Куклы when she saw a розовый бабочка flying around her. Liz got up and tryed to get it but it went through a куст, буш on the right side Далее to the house. Liz looked at the buch but she saw a brown thing. Liz crawled under the куст, буш and saw the brown thing covered with vines. Liz cleared it off and saw a door with carvings all over it. Liz did not get to see because she was looking at the розовый бабочка fly right in to the key hole. Liz sighed. She did not have the key. She looked at her lucky charm. It was a rock her grandma gave her when she was 5. Liz looked back at the key hole. It looked just like her charm! she put it in and turned. the door opened and Liz walked in. еще carvings were inside. Liz did not know what they ment but she liked them. the floor was made of stone but soon the stone turned in to grass. Liz walked till she saw light. When she got there she saw a half girl half horse. "Hello." It said. "I am dalpha and welcome to sintareea my queen!" "QUEEN?!?!?!"

I_DONT-KNOW i like these lol. But u start almost every sentence with "Liz" try using she or somthing once in a while. But i like these.

Dimension Jumper Ch 6

posted by jedigirl

"Caleb? How? What are? Your a dimension jumper?" I ask, finally able to complete a sentence.
"Yeah I am. How are Ты even here? Your not suppose to know yet," He stares at me.
"Same as Ты apparently. Dimension jumping?" I guess.
"Yeah, I got that, but how are Ты even in here. No one jumps in или out of here. Ты have to be brought."
"So I've been told." I say. He looks at me. "And what do Ты mean I'm not suppose to know?" I eye him accusingly. He looks guilty, like he just gave away a secret.
"You weren't supposed to know I can jump until later. Like Two years from now. When Ты found out you...

Dimension-Jumper Ch 4

posted by jedigirl

I pull up to our house with dad right behind me. He rushes me into the house like we're being followed.
"Don't worry Kodi. We'll fix this," He tells me.
"I don't want this fixed Dad! I want answers. I'm tried of lying to myself. Telling myself that they're just daydreams, when clearly they're not! Don't keep me ignorant anymore. Please," I plead. For years I had been complacent about his silence, but not anymore, because now I have information and I will use it.
"Sweetheart, Ты not knowing is the safest place to be right now. Until Ты have full control."
"Control of what Dad? I can't control...

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my unfinished story (no Название yet) Chapter 1

posted by coolcatsRus123

Chapter one: unexpected things
“This is so much fun!” Alia screamed with excitement. Alia was flying over the greenest forest she ever seen! It was bigger than her families’ garden. (Alia’s family had a gigantic garden, and a lot of money to purchase plants) She wisped through the green trees feeling the refreshing air flow through her long brown wavy hair, making it a humongous mess. She saw something, a shadowy figure. “What’s that, who are you” Alia yelled. The small shadowy thing came closer. It didn’t reply. “Hello?”...

Ugh! Stupid Rockstar! Chapter 3

posted by karah1999

Thirty минуты later, the концерт starts and I automatically put my earbuds in to listen to me amazing music. The band walks on stage and I imediately notice the singer, Aiden. I may hate him, but he is stunning. He has gorgeous medium length shaggy black hair and brownish black eyes. He looked so good. As they started singing, I blanked out. I didn't want to hear their scaring music. I might die is I listen to it!
The guitarist, Derek, the one Lillian is still in Любовь with, has black hair with white highlights. He has this cuteness about him. I'm not saying I like him, but I can kinda see...

Poor Little Gypsy Girl Chapter 1 The Introduction

posted by therealgwyngrim

"Welcome to Paris!", her father, Irobin, said.
The old brown horse pulled the wood caravan into the city. Adeena looked around anxiously and wished she could just see everything at once. Although her family traveled, they had never exactly been to a city- not to settle down in. It occurred to Adeena that this was going to be her new home. She looked around skeptically- there was hardly an inch of nature to be seen. Not one. Just what seemed to be miles upon miles of little wood shops and homes, all side by side with the only Космос being the roads and sidewalks. This was strange, the wagon was...

Beyond empathetic borders

posted by Abyssail

A shapeless void. Interrupted only by the occasional shooting star. Every now and then Ты can see colour flare into existence but as soon as Ты notice it, it vanishes and the void returns. Sparks. Vessels. Charges and Impulses. Back and forth and back and forth across the void. Basic, baseless functions repeated to death and beyond. The system is all they know, all they're aware of. Incapable of comprehending the couture of convalescence conveyed about their crafted construction. Barricades exist, of course. Occasionally one of the roads will shut down and the vessels will be stuck in a “traffic...

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Can someone please read and tell me what Ты think?

posted by para-scence

This is just the first 2 chapters; I don't know what I'm going to do with it much, but I want to get opinions on what I have so far. Thank you.

"How much longer?" Rena whined, her head on her desk. Her voice was just a raspy whisper, quiet enough to not draw the attention of Frau Abendroth, our study hall supervisor and Rena's German teacher. I looked at my cellphone.

"Three еще minutes," I whispered.

"Kill me," she muttered.

"Halt deine verdammte Mündung," Frau Abendroth grumbled from her desk, not taking her eyes away from the magazine she was reading. Rena looked up and glared at her. I held...

A dream come true

posted by gerybarzaka

Hello! This is my first post on this page, but I wanted to share a short story I wrote. I hope Ты like it!

They say that when Ты hit the bottom there is nowhere to go but up. I didn’t believe that. I was standing on solid rock and no one could convince me that it gets better. My dream of becoming a writer was shattered into little pieces. My сердце with it. I Остаться в живых everything. I could barely make enough money to eat, let alone pay my rent. There was no passion in my life. My grandfather had left me everything he had and I wasted it. All of it. I was living in a lousy one room apartment. All...

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Together 4Ever (Part One)

posted by E-Scope90

Okay, this is my oversized story. I just really hope Ты enjoy. I originally Опубликовано this last year, but for some reason, it got deleted. So I'm re-posting it. Enjoy.

The Streets of Manhattan
9:36 AM
I was running away. Running away from it all. I just couldn't stand it anymore. All the abuse, the fights....I couldn't take it.

I was literally running away from these guys. They were trying to rape me. They were chasing me with actual knives. I knew I wasn't going to survive. I was running in heels...I wasn't going to live. I wasn't going to live!

"Get away from me, Ты ra-"
I tripped onto the streets....

Chapter two of my story

posted by misscrazel

If I put: **** it means they сказал(-а) a cuss word I don't feel comfortable writing.

Brianna was running through the woods, branches whipping her face. She glanced behind her. A young woman with long black hair was pursuing her. She shot an Стрела at the woman but she dodged and it flew right passed her. The woman grabbed her hair and pulled her closer.

"You can't get away can Ты Blondie?" she asked. her breath stank of рыба and blood.

Brianna struggled to get away.

"Your a tough one aren't you?" she asked, "Well I'll spare your mother if Ты stop it."

"I don't believe you," сказал(-а) Brianna.

"Well than,"...

Chapter one of a story... That doesn't have a name. Yet.

posted by tsmith120

My name is Timothy Roger Cole III. This is еще или less my story.
Well, mine and about a half dozen others. So for the sake of convenience I'm going to tell this story to Ты from a third person perspective, and not always narrate it from my own point of view - since I wasn't present for some of the important stuff, and it'd be easier to tell Ты what happened than recount the tedious discussions on this stuff that I had to go through to get anything remotely resembling a full picture of the events.
I hope Ты appreciate the things I go through for you. Anyhow, let us begin.

Timothy Roger Cole...

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Cerial Killer On The Loose

posted by JellyPopper

WARNING MAY BE INNAPROPRIATE FOR KIDS UNDER 10 don't worry not real :P Chance Manner was a college student who was sent to an asylum for attempting to bite a mans leg off after using basalts without anyone knowing he took them. He has only tried once to grow big finger nails and slit his own neck open. So they put him in a еще extreme room where someone has recently escaped. there was a rip on the side of the Стена of foam, he found it and there was a hole that let underground then back up to the outside world. He made it outside and the world just got a whole lot еще dangerous. His first...

оранжевый a Memory (a poem)

posted by Rae-Ash

It’s the color of you
Ты always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid form them

With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our оранжевый book bags
Saved us from some pain

We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two оранжевый crayons
When everyone else was green

Then Ты left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
Ты were in the оранжевый field in the sky
Ты always сказал(-а) was there.

The оранжевый of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though Ты left too soon

Orange…

Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone оранжевый in the rainbow
Without Ты here

I protect my own
Though I wish Ты were here

Now оранжевый is my color
A color for Ты bravery
A color for my survival

оранжевый will forever be our color
Even though death took Ты away

Forever оранжевый for you,
Sweet Cassidy.

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Nightfall #1 (COMPLETE REWRITE) Chapter Eleven

posted by adamk

CHAPTER ELEVEN:
OCTOBER 30, 1995:
The sun rises over Crystal Falls; the chill of the autumn wind fills the air outside. Вампиры hate the cold. As I ponder what to do, Danny lies asleep on the couch, still unconscious. The effects of my blood have taken a toll on him. I ponder whether to continue my investigation at the high-school. Doing so would put Harold at great risk. Yet, somehow I think щука has plans for the students. I look at the calendar. It is the thirtieth, the день before Halloween. Halloween, the anniversary of the день I made my first kill. I reminisce once еще into my past.
ALBANY...

Mana and the Pet, Chaper 2

posted by queenpalm

Chapter 2
"Please! Please! Please!" I begged. My parents exchanged glances, then looked back at me.
"You want a lemur, Mana?" Mr. Walker asked.
"Yes! Please! I'll take really good care of her!" I pleaded.
"How much would it cost to take care of it?" Mrs. Walker asked.
"Well, they eat fruit, and not much because they're so small. Plus, this лемур was circus trained, so she shouldn't need anything special."
"What about health, and the veterinarians?"
"I'll turn 12 in a week, so I can babysit еще often. I can use that money to pay for the vet's bill," I said, really having no idea. I just agreed to...

волк Blood Chapter One

posted by StarWarrior

CHAPTER ONE
    “I’ve got it!” Shade squeaked.
    “Hurry!” изумруд barked, trying to keep up with him.
    “Corner it there, quick!” Kitmira barked.
    Shade turned the rabbit toward the thick thorn bushes. It was getting tired. Shade pounced; he landed perfectly on its back.
    “Bite it!” Neko commanded.
    Emerald lunged вперед and sunk her teeth into its neck.
    “Good catch!” Mamma called.
    “Did we hunt...

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The Beauty of Tragedy

posted by LaDispute

She was obsessed with the idea that tragedy is beauty and death is immortality.

He would watch her when she opened her mouth in class, watch the way she flashed smiles when she spoke. He swore to commit the crinkles at the corners of her eyes to memory, the freckled valleys lit up by her eyes.

He soon found that he could be the cause of those valleys, a Creator building up his own world from the base of her narrow satisfaction. She soon found that his convictions in tandem with hers had the power to endlessly pursue the edge of the universe in its expansion.

And when they first kissed that cold...

Pretty Little Nightmare Chapter 1

posted by Dreamcatcher26

Khloe, Caroline, a few other Друзья and I flung ourselves down the улица, уличный to the hottest club in town devils lounge, I was thankful that the bouncers here were as dumb witted as everywhere else about fake ids.

Inside the club Icy, smoke lurked on the ground; coloured lights gave me a spontaneous rush of excitement. I looked at the seas of bodies that were grinding on the dance floor, an arm snaked around my waist before spinning me around to hold me in their grip.

'Scarlett Дети Ты joining us tonight for a hit?'
I scoffed and pushed Eric of me.
‘Control your brother Khloe before the dog gets...

Character Idea: Darcel

posted by darkling_menace

(I have thought of a bunch of characters over the years, but since I suck at making stories for them to be in, I can only make the character itself with a bit of back story. Today is going to be the first день that I'll be posting these characters on here, since this is the Письмо club, and I don't want my mind to be cluttered with character ideas. This character came to me when I was rethinking an idea for an old character.)

Darcel was once the leader of a tribe of ancient humans in what is now known as modern England, he was a sorcerer who used his magic as an advantage over everyone else,...

Chapter 1 of Blaze.

posted by terra_rocker

Chapter one –
Unlike the last few months the last three days had broken out of the tedious routine my days had grown tired and used to. My день took the same route as every other one that was until I had to Показать the new girl… Briara, where her locker was. Briara was cheerful and happy, dressed in an array of exotic bright colours that not only made me want to vomit but shield my eyes, her outfit an extreme contrast to my alternate altered clothing. My plain black vest top, freshly ripped into a V-neck with added buttons and a tie, matched only with skinny jeans in a dark grey. My dress style...