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posted by noahnstar1616
--Saturday Morning--
Time to meet Cameron at the beach. By the time I finished getting dressed, it was 11:45. I heard my cell ring. I looked at the receiver. Cameron. I answered it. "Hey Cameron."

"Vanessa, I can't meet with you." He was whispering. Why?

"Why are Ты whispering?"

"Because I'm at Frosty's Fro-Yo with Mercury and she doesn't like me talking to you."

It felt good to be Cameron's secret.

"Could we meet tonight instead?"

"Sure."

"Bye."

I hung up without saying it back.
--Later That Day--
I met Francine and Zoey at the mall. We were sitting at a таблица in the Еда court eating soft pretzels, when Francine asked how I was feeling about the break-up.

"I was sad at the moment of discovery, but I haven't thought about much after that."

"So it's okay for us to talk about him?"

"No Francine."

"Well you're no fun." Francine smiled to Показать me she was kidding.

I smirked back.

"What time Ты got, V?"

"3:50."

"I've got to pick up Eli from school."

Eli, Francine's 12 год old brother. I've always liked him. He had this certain quality about him I've always admired, though I'm not sure what it is.

"See Ты guys at school." Francine threw her half eaten кренделек, крендель away and disappeared into the sea of unfamiliar faces.

--Even Later That Day--
It was 6:30. I was watching a rerun of The Nerdist with guest звезда Matt Smith, when I heard the honking of a car outside. I looked out the living room window and saw Cameron's car outside. I grabbed my sweater from my upstairs closet and ran outside to his car.

Half an час later, we arrived at the beach. Cameron turned off the car. "I'm ready."

I took out a few pictures I brought with me out my pocket. "As am I." I told Cameron everything just like I had on the night of our anniversary, referring to the pictures when necessary. He seemed really intrigued, even еще than the last time.

He took one last examination of the pictures before handing it back to me after I finished. "I guess you're not insane. I'm sorry for calling Ты a lunatic."

"It's cool."

"I should probably get Ты home?"

I looked out the window. Full moon. Great. "I think I'll stay for a while longer."

"You want me to wait for you?"

"It's best if Ты didn't."

He looked at me reassuringly.

I nodded.

He shrugged and I got out of his car. He then turned the ignition on, waved goodbye to me, and drove off.

As I walked onto the beach, my transformation was complete. It happened so fast, I blacked out.
-An час Later-
"Look Sisters, she's awakening."

I woke up to a bunch of pale skinned, seaweed green haired girls around me. "What happened? Where am I? Who are you?"

"You fainted, our Circle, and we're your Sisters", сказал(-а) one of the girls.

They all helped me to my feet. It took me a few секунды to realize we were in a forest. A огонь was blazing, making everything within eyesight seem light orange. Something in the middle of the blaze caught my eye. It was a charred meat of some sort.

One of the girls saw my eyes glued to it. She walked up to the fire, reached into it and grabbed a piece of the meat, all without miraculously burning her hand. She gave the piece to me. "Eat."

"What is it?"

"Eat", she repeated.

I took it and placed it on my tongue. The familiar taste tingled my taste buds. Blueberry pancakes!.....................
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 StarWarsFan7
 Rosella
Rosella
"Well...that's better." A fourteen-year-old Rosella Karst says. She had just cast a spell on a glass cup which is now filled with water. She grabs the cup and takes a sip. "What are Ты doing?!" Rosella's older sister, Pandora exclaims for she had just arrived. Rosella almost chokes on the hydrogen and oxygen drink. "Drinking water. Why? Is that illegal?" She sets the glass down on a coffee таблица in the magical wizard lair that they are in. Pandora takes Rosella's wizard wand which has a vine stem and a beautiful white rose at the top. "I'm not joking. Why couldn't Ты just go downstairs, get...
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Once upon a time there was a girl named Evangeline Lovesky and all she wanted was to have friends, but no one wanted to be her friend because she was a princess and they thought that if they made her angry she would have them killed. But she was very nice and would not. Evangeline was about 5' tall and was 13 years old and has beautiful golden hair about to her waist. One день she was bored an decided to take a walk. She walked all the way from the castle, past the market, and all the way to a small corner of houses surrounded by fields. These were the farmers houses, though the farmers were...
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posted by RiverIce
When I wake up, my mother is shaking me around.
"Wake up, my Willow Princess! A meeting needs to be arranged right now! It is urgent, my princess!" She says. I get up quickly and put on my winter dress. when i get out of my wooden room my grandmother is standing on the Ceremony Rock shouting out angry words.
"We need to stand up for ourselves!"
"Yeah!" the Willow People shout altogether.
"We need to Показать the Волки who's boss!"
"Yeah!"
this goes on until my grandmother calls my mother and me up.
my mother talks softly, "The wolves... they have sent the Death-Message... they want battle......
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The bus shudders on the rough dirt road. Us living in the middle of nowhere, it's kinda hard to get to our house via bus. I wipe away a tear, I wasn't crying, just a Болталка tear. I lean вперед and tell the bus monitor to let me off here. She gives me a look, but yells and the bus driver to stop. I collect my heavy bags, and walk out. I start running. I hear the bus turn around, but I just keep running. My bags clang against me, knocking me over several times. I just get up and keep on running. I kneel down, getting dirt all over my trousers. I vomit into the dirt, my lunch of салат and an...
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posted by GabbyRaptor
All this pain just inside...I cannot let it go.... It hurts so bad...Seeing the one Ты Любовь in the arms of another.... Each night I cry myself to sleep,just hopeing the Далее день will be even beter...But these words always run through my mind..."You're going to die alone".. It repetes and repetes...Pain ... Oh how it hurts so... But what makes it worse...That someone that's with the one my Любовь ...is my rival....Time has stopped to Ты as your tears run down slowly on my cheek.... I've Остаться в живых almost everyone in my life... It's even scary just trying to be myself....They say if Ты keep your feelings jared up...you'll snap... That's haven't happened to me yet... And hope it will never will. Don't keep your feelings jared up... или one день you'll snap
posted by wolfclan121
"Now who's gonna take care of Mike!" Jane screamed at the вверх of her voice. "Now how am I suppose to marry Dave! Now how am I suppose to become an archaeologist!" "Mike, marriage, archaeology?!" I said, confused. "Oh, I can't explain now! I just wish I listened to David." She sighed. "Don't beat yourself up. David has the gift, Ты can still talk to him." She forced a smile. "Gift?" Dave whispered as he entered the room. "More like a curse." "David, i'm so sorry I didn't listen! But I just never thought-" "Save it." He butted in. "Everyone I've ever loved ends up dead. I should have seen it coming." "But Ты did! Ты tried to save my life and I was to stupid and selfish to care." "Janet." He sighed. "I don't think I can talk to Ты anymore. Never again." She stared at him, her face appalled. "What are Ты saying?!" "I'm saying seeing you, like this, it just, it just breaks my heart."
posted by wolfclan121
Death was in the park. He was making a crack in a plank of the bridge right in front of them. Right in front of Jannet. "Um..Jane I think we should tell your Друзья to meet us at your place!" Dave yelled. "Why? The're over there in the car park." "I - I just don't think Ты should пересекать, крест that bridge! It looks unsafe!" "It's fine! Come on!" But it wasn't fine. As soon as she stepped on that first plank, she fell through. Her foot was stuck in between two planks and she couldn't move. She was drowning. "Jane! No not Jane too!" He screamed as he tried to free her broken foot. Jane too? Then I...
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posted by Insight357
    I bent back gracefully, my arms extended to where my fingers almost skimmed the ice. I slid along a curve before straightening back up, a black feathered sleeve coming across my face. My feet crossed as I went into a small spin on the Холодное сердце water. I skated over to the light blue wall, and took a long breath.
    I had been training for a skating competition for about a week, and I could feel the bruises from yesterday throbbing. I’d had my fair share of falls the past week and it seemed today the день the pain wanted to play hell.
    I...
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