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posted by hgfan5602
I am
Shocked.
Seeing how amazing she is,
Seeing how she can truly
Change my life.

She is a very inspiring person.
By Показ me how perseverance
Can take Ты so far,
And how determination and tolerance
Are the keys to success.

Ты may laugh all Ты want at me,
As others do.
But nothing will shake my feeling
Of this particular friend.

Now,
Up to this point,
Ты have been lied to.
Well, partly.
Your brain has been mistaken.

The "inspiring person" I am referring to
Is not a girlfriend of mine
And it never will be,
Because I am a girl, Ты see.

This person
I call an influential person
Is my teacher.
Shocked yet?

Well,
All this год
I have been afraid of her.
Cowering in the shadows.
I did not enjoy that feeling,
Believe me.

That feeling of cowardice
Has been slowly receding
As the год went by,
Like the waves of the blue ocean.

Now I see her as
A true friend and mentor,
As she has been everything
I am in this life.

My teacher has changed my life.
Completely, entirely.
I feel like I cannot ever repay her
For what she has done for me.
The effect is ever-lasting.

All I can say for now,
Is thank you.
Thank Ты for all Ты have done for me.
Your effect on me
Will never be erased.
Ты will always be like a hand print
On my heart.
Truly.
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 hgfan5602
I'm up all the time now.
Head up
Shoulders back
Legs slightly apart
Back straight.

I walk into the exam room,
Knowing inside my heart
That the ones who fear
Are the ones who do not succeed.

I sit down.
Confident,
I start my song
Of utmost elegance.

I use all my power
And strength.
I use all the dynamics in the world,
I use everything everyone's brought me.
I use all the good that everyone
Has дана me
In my life.

Time goes slowly by.
I feel myself going along with the beat.
I am entranced in my own song.
It feels better than ever before.

I am done.
I walk over to the judges,
Shaking each hand.
I feel a sense of pride in my heart,
Knowing that I have done it now.
I truly have.
posted by hgfan5602
I am disappointed,
At the way things are moving along.
Why is everyone so private about
Everything?

I am disappointed,
That I have not met my dream yet.
It seems a long way until I will
Catch my dream in the sky.

I am disappointed,
With many people.
Not just me.
But mostly me.

Why am I being so selfish?
Why are other people being so unkind?
Everything seems in ruin,
Including me.

I am sorry that this is the way it must be
Today,
But I know that tomorrow is a new day,
Waiting for all of us to do good deeds.
And do we shall.
posted by Rae-Ash
I’m so, so afraid
To Показать the real me
Will Ты laugh at me?
--Call me names?
--Or just abandon me?
I don’t want to lose you
So, please say something…

Be yourself
Don’t be a fraud
And one день you’ll see
You’re beautiful
--Wonderful
--And Amazing
It’s just a matter of time

You’re always so perfect
It must be a front
To hide the real you
Are Ты ashamed
--Or could Ты be embarrassed?
So, which is it?

Be myself
Don’t be someone else
And I’ll prove to you
I’m beautiful
--Intelligent
--And Amazing
Just watch and see

We’re two total opposites
Against the world
Will they snuff our light out?
--Or knock us...
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Jake Gartner here. For some reason, something kept those mutant serpents away from us. Chase Johnson, my friend, is over here with me at the библиотека of Death. Yeah. Bad name for a library, if Ты ask me. I would never have come here in the first place, had no one ever bothered me with a ransom note about my mother dying if I didn't go on this life-or-death journey. (Sorry, I have to speed the story up now. Chase says I'm getting all the attention.) So, what we found out at the library. Not much. All we found out was that mutant serpents tend to be very huge, have sharp teeth, and stay away...
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posted by Insight357
    “Kayden!” Sebastian-my band’s manager-had a look of dismay on his simple features. I couldn’t hear him, but I could read his lips. Anyone who knew me knew to get my attention before they spoke.
    “What?” I asked. Though I’d been deaf since I was five I knew how to speak as well as anyone with full hearing.    
    “You still haven’t made your set list,” he stated, his face screwed up into a frown. “The first performance is tomorrow night.”
    “I’ll have it finished...
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Hi. My name is Jake Gartner, and right now, basically a huge mutant serpent is coming to глотать, ласточка me whole, tear me to pieces of flesh, so I have no time to talk right now. Oh, um...you want to follow me? Sure, just accept that everyday will be the best of the thrills. Right now, we are not getting any help from the immortal world, so just know that we have a horrible system of magic right now, and we have an extremely low supply of weapons, thus, the chance that Ты will get out of this mess is around eighty-six percent. (because of me, the master of war) Oh yeah, the serpent. Enough talk. (ROARS) Off to kill a mutant serpent!!! (stabs, deflects, cuts a gash in its head, dies) That's only our first one, trainee. Whatever your name is. Далее time, I invite Ты to Присоединиться with us on our battle. And it will be even еще life-consuming, if Ты know what that means.
posted by hgfan5602
My name is Matt Downley, and I am a Футбол player. I just moved here to New York, and I was just going to try out for the Weston Middle Футбол team, when believe it или not, the principal came rushing down the halls and сказал(-а) that I couldn't play because I am disabled. WHAT THE HECK!!! Okay, I was like, "So here's the deal. I can't play. I can't do anything. What the freak am I supposed to do at this stupid school!!!" But, of course, I didn't have the guts to say that out loud to the principal, so I just muttered and said, "Okay." Lately, I feel like people have been stalking me when I came back from school. Everyday when I go to bed, I feel like people are looming in the shadows above me. I didn't know now, but tonight would be a night of extreme danger.
posted by alicia386
What scandalous secrets can adults keep from their parents? I need ideas for a book I am currently writing. It is about how some secrets adults keep from us can actually save our lives. I hope to give Ты a sneak Предварительный просмотр of my book which is called The Deadly Truth. Can't wait for your opinions!

To know еще about my book please post your Вопросы on my wall. I will try my best to reply as fast and as soon as I can. If I don't then just know I did read them.

Ты can believe the first chapter of my book will be Опубликовано either this week или Далее Friday.
posted by morganaforever
Full of excitement, Nicole and Ellie arrived at the fairground. They walked through the towering gates, expecting laughter and chatter – but everything remained quiet. No music, no noise, nothing! The place was deserted. A strong gust of wind blew, making them shiver. As they walked on, it began to get darker. Gradually, the sky turned from a bright blue to black. One by one the lights of the fairground flickered on, illuminating the black sky. As they passed by The Haunted Mine, it seemed to be inviting them to have a go. A man clad completely in black was waiting beside the entrance.

“Can...
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It probably took Ты a while to learn the 26 letters of the alphabet back when Ты started school. But actually, Ты should count yourself lucky. Some languages use alphabets with many еще letters than that. Russian, for example, has 33 letters, and the Khmer language of Cambodia has over 70. And in China and Japan, where they write with signs called 'characters', there are hundreds, even thousands of different shapes to remember. Japanese primary school children are expected to learn about a thousand characters before they can go on to high school!
posted by candyvtoby511
Tess’s parents were shot down right before her eyes, coming out through the side door of a theatre. She couldn’t understand why he had killed them and not her. The murderer was young, maybe even the same age as herself. He was disguised as an older man, but she could still tell he was quite young, 14 или so.
Tess is walking late at night with her dog alone, thinking about her parent’s mysterious murderer; why didn’t he kill her as well? What motive did he have to kill them? She ponders over the words her mother spoke in her dying breath; what did she mean that I shouldn’t trust him?...
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 Emmanuel Cuts The Ribbon to Open Fashion Week Gibraltar - (Picture by Золото Productions Studios (Gibraltar) www.goldps.com)
Emmanuel Cuts The Ribbon to Open Fashion Week Gibraltar - (Picture by Gold Productions Studios (Gibraltar) www.goldps.com)
Emmanuel Ray, Britain’s Fashion Иконка of The год 2011 (Fashions Finest Awards), successfully opened Fashion Week Gibraltar on 18 April 2012 at the Casemates Gallery in Gibraltar.
London – In front of an excited crowd Emmanuel Raygave a short speech thanking everyone who came to the opening, his publicist David J Mann, director ofHighmore PR, and Fashion Week Gibraltar’s organiser and fashion designer Reene Weston. He then proceeded to cut the red ribbon allowing everyone to start their Fashion Week experience.
Emmanuel had this to say about the opening,
“What an amazing experience it was....
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posted by anbonie
“Nice performance!”
“Thank you, butler!”
Servant smile to Pieter and opens the door of red Ferrari. While driving no one used to speak, until Pieter say something to his butler and bodyguard:
“Did Ты hear when my voice trembled? I think that was 14th song.”
“No, Sir…”
“When my father isn’t near, please call me Pieter”
“Yes, Si… I mean Pieter”
They arrived to McChink’s mansion. Servant turned engine off and ran on other site of car to open Pieter’s door, but he was too late. “I’m sorry, Sir…” сказал(-а) butler. Pieter sent him angry look: “I can open the door!...
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If i get enough Комментарии i will extend it.

It was damp, smelled of earth and pine, I heard leaves rustle, twigs snap as Животные scurried in the дерево tops. I wasn't supposed to be here, this wasn't my room, my bed. I was supposed to me in by cottage on eagle lake. I was supposed to be asleep, вверх bunk with my younger brother Elliot on the bottom. I was supposed to be smelling fabric softener and hear the soft snore from little Elli, feel the heat of my cat sleeping on my chest. I opened my eyes and I could see the sky, black with soft twinkle of a million звезда and the florescent glow of the moon....
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posted by precious211
“Before we leave I must warn you. We are now entering alien territory, so be careful and considerate to you’re new surroundings. One stupid mistake can get you, and everyone around Ты killed.”

The safety instructor’s voice boomed across the large, air conditioned spaceship. It sounded oddly cheerful for someone who had just told them that they could all die.
Everyone tried to see where her line of vision was pointing towards. It was aimed toward the windows.
Kendra glanced through them and, and gulped. They were about four thousand feet above sea level, and the Космос craft had just...
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