Письмо Article: For Reid

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posted by harold

A Sonnet for Reid

You're always there for me
Even when I'm a little pissed
Waiting just to see
What way Ты may assist
In my chores and dutiful tasks
As well as in the pleasing
Sojourns when she asks
For a ride, lightly teasing
With that careless innuendo
The trip's long and hard или nice and fast
Coming complete with diminuendo
As we slow and stop. Others race past.
What would I do without you, indeed,
Ready to take me anywhere, link?

An aside: this was written for the link in response to one of its prompts.

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The Pillsbury Doughboy

posted by Lorelei-Essence

The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of Знаменитости turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in Показать business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.

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Elipse

posted by ihavOTD

I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.

Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! Ты always end up like this. Maybe Ты should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face или back. Not me!

Please e-mail me или comment. Tell me if Ты like this segment или not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.

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Alex's Hunter chapter 1 and 2 (very short)

posted by dragonrider

Some people weren't meant to be born. Some families are not to be made That's why there are hunters. Hunters take care of this problem

Alex Grazer walked down the dark wet hallway with his arms full of wood for his family. His hair against his neck was standing up because of fear and the freezing temperature. Little did he know what was behind him would hurt his life forever.
Alex stopped walking and looked around on all sides of the hallway. He had his knockout spray by his flashlight at Главная so if anybody attacked he would be doomed. In a single быстрый, стремительный, свифт motion of somethings arm Alex hit the...

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Broken Dreams Chapter 29

posted by BellaSwan636

Serena

I watch the two girls drag Ashleigh's duvet off of her постель, кровати and into the contemporary, yet welcoming living room. I watch as they try to make a tent, giggling whenever their construction collapses, and tugging it back into place just to watch it self-destruct every time.

If only it were that easy. Just being able to laugh whenever your life falls apart, then cheerfully re-build it all over again, knowing it will not stay that way, yet not giving up.

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I think back to six months after Ashleigh was born, when I had the small фиолетовый butterfly...

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Life Styles

posted by CullensFinest13

This is how Ты breathe; this is how Ты look; this is how Ты understand; this is what Ты need to live; this is how Ты laugh; this is how Ты smile; this what makes the world go round; this is what makes Ты cry; this is what takes Ты places; this is the beauty of the dreams; this is how Ты sing; this is how Ты breathe; this is what Ты feel; this is how Ты dream. Don’t be the victim; be the strong one; be the back bone; be the things all Ты want to be. Never doubt; never question; never stop believing; please understand. This is how Ты scream; this is how Ты play; this is how you...

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The Darkest Hour: An Autobiography

posted by noodles3378

My story will start where everybody else's starts. At birth. I was born on a Memorial Day. There was only one doctor and he was too busy watching the Orlando Magic game to help my mother bring a child into the world. And so, I was a half time baby. With the Magics losing, my family waiting in the hall, and the doctor wishing he was watching the game, I was pushed harshly into this cold, bright and scary world.
First words out of my father's mouth when the doctor placed me into his hands, "Heidi's kinda ugly, isn't she?" For God's sake! I was just pulled out of a woman's stomach! The nurses...

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Пианино Magic - A Short Story

posted by Dearheart

Darkness whispered outside, and frosty stars sparkled in the windows. Bits of fake snow and glitter were scattered here and there, with crumpled-up programs lying in the pews and the last strains of “Joy to the World” echoing in my head. The Рождество концерт was over, and my family was off in the reception hall snarfing down sugar печенье with everyone else. Normally I’d be with her (I have an awful sweet tooth)...but this time, something had told me to stay behind.

I glanced around the sanctuary one last time. The dim lighting combined with Christmas-sparkle gave everything a sort of...

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The день Before Рождество

posted by iluvtheshow

The день Before Christmas

The день before Рождество my whole life changed. Time stopped as snow fell. People cried but I didn’t feel any pain. I was full of a sadness that swallowed me whole. I was numb.

I remember waking up that day, happy and excited. It was the last день before Рождество and I was going shopping. I had just received my license and was quickly becoming independent. My wheels were everything. I searched the house but my parents were gone. I figured they were already out preparing for tomorrow. It was still...

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How to Be a Good Writer (or at least Improve Your Writing)

posted by harold

This Статья contains suggestions for basic practices for being a good writer, and was last edited on 12 June 2009 (to add the admonition about backups).

How to be a Better Writer
If you're Чтение this, chances are that Ты are interested in being a Good Writer: someone who is able to write well and convey ideas effectively through text. Note that we are not talking about being a Successful Writer here, nor a Widely-Read Writer; those are separate concerns. Before Ты worry about who's going to read your Письмо или what Ты can get out of your writing, Ты should concern yourself with making...

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the first bit of a novel I'm writing, what do Ты think?

posted by sweet_n_silly

“Even as a child I had a wild imagination. A younger child, I should say. I’m only sixteen now, so I could be considered a child to some. Oh, by the way, my name is Sarah Way. I live in a small town called Ammarion. It’s a growing town found in America. It’s really in Idaho, if that tells Ты anything.” Sarah began. “I’m here to tell Ты my story. I know Ты are skeptical about magic, but Ты won’t be after hearing my story.”
I’d like to drag Ты back in time with me. We only need to go back to last summer. School had just gotten out and I had ample plans for my three months...

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Gods: Chapter 5: Power

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I woke up in my постель, кровати Thor was there sitting by me. “What happened?” I сказал(-а) in a confused tone. “You fainted. Now what’s going?” he had control in his voice. “None of your business” I сказал(-а) getting out of bed, he backed off until I reached for the door handle. His hand was holding my arm. “Tell me” his tone was threatening. “Let go of me!” I said, I didn’t struggle he just let go. Me and Thor were always getting into fights and only once did it ever got physical. We were in Paris. He was training me. I never had taken orders from him and I never will. “I will get it out...

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3 words in the English Dictionary that no other words rhyme with...

posted by rahma

♥ I've always mused about this significant quandary!
Here are some of the provided words that are in the English Dictionary and no other words rhyme with them.
♥
It is sometimes сказал(-а) that the words:

orange, purple, and silver ♥ are the only words which rhyme with no other words.

♥ Non-rhyming English words of two syllables или fewer

миндальный, миндаль

aspirin

bachelor

chaos

chimney

circus

different (whether pronounced as two- или three-syllable word)

film

hostage

javelin

justice (only rhymes with proper nouns)

laundry

luggage

monster

месяц

citrus

office

оливковый, оливковое

оранжевый (only rhymes with proper nouns)

pint

пингвин

пицца

promise (only rhymes with proper nouns)

purple

shadow

silver

transfer

vacuum

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Spotlight part 1(english)

posted by Ms_Montana

Spotlight

1. Cold pizza

It was a cold and rainy день in November. Some people called this rain even snow, but not thus Helena. It was not the type Person all that varnished.
While she rushed by the crowded U platform, it rummaged about him of her pocket for her mobile phone. She tried to type in the scrum the number of her mother, however, without success.
Helena rolled irritated with her eyes. Their mother had сказал(-а) her at noon she must fetch her small sister Allison. And here only so she stood.
On the left from her a hard occupied looking man called up his mobile phone and before her there stood...

Serenity Chapter 3

posted by jasperwhlover

Links;Urls:
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Chapter 3

Now, Serenity on a happier note was learning how to defend herself and about Exorcism she wanted to help Father Bartholomew, even though she was forced by the church to conform to the earthly practices like everyone else and to hide her wings, Father Bartholomew encouraged her heavenly attributes, he made wings, of feathers, waxed together, they were perfect, and everyday, he would teach her to fly as she forgot how because of the number of years that she spent conforming to the earth. Father Bartholomew raised Serenity like a daughter, a few years later, when she...

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The adventerous killing of Duncan

posted by Katiegirl

Narrator: Macbeth slowly entered the crept room were Duncan was sleeping soundly. Macbeth quietly began to reach for his sharpened dagger. Macbeth pondered many thoughts regarding the demise of Duncan, but never to this degree. Now, the time had come to fulfill the quest to be crowned king. Duncan suddenly returns to reality. Visualizing Macbeth by his bedside withholding a dagger pointed at his wretched chest. Would this mean the end of Macbeth’s planned tragedy или the end of Duncan’s existence?
Duncan: Cousin, why hast thou forsaken me?
Macbeth: Forsaken you? Thou hast forsaken me. Thou...

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Strong

posted by iluvtheshow

Эй, Mom,
It's been a while
Since Ты sat Далее to me,
Since I saw Ты smile
I miss Ты Mom
I wish Ты were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see Ты Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my сердце in two
I'll always remember Mom,
Ты taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling Ты Mom
Losing Ты killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what Ты were Mom,
Strong.
In everything Ты said
In everything Ты did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid

I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever Остаться в живых a parent.

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Wanting Someone - Chapter Three

posted by Lindy52

Chapter Three

At the kitchen, wondering when Michael will be coming down and have breakfast with his wife and children, Jamie was at the stove, making some еще блины and was so into her thinking of Michael that she hadn’t heard a little voice calling out to her “Mama, Mama.” Jamie was still thinking about him for a few еще секунды until she felt a little hand tugging at the end of her shirt. Turning around and looking down to see who was tugging the end of her t-shirt, she saw her oldest child, Mac standing Далее to her and staring at her mother with her brown eyes, giving her that...

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Trapped in my own time chapter 5

posted by dragonrider

I pull into the parking lot of the country council men office and get out. Hmm what should I do with Elliot? I can't leave him in the car he'll die of heat. I could leave the air on. Nah I'll just put him behind stage when I talk to the councilmen.
I pull out Elliot and put him over my shoulder. Everybody is strong in the future.
Elliot murmurs something like "Oh I Любовь Ты too Starr!"
Aww how sweet. I take out duct tape and tape his mouth shut. Ahh that's much better
I carry Elliot towards the building and when I get inside I don't see Whitney. Hmm that's strange she works here shouldn't...

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The Vampire Reporter -- Chapter 6

posted by BiteMeCullen107

I was half asleep half awake lying on my stomach. I could feel Jason’s cold fingers slowly moving up and down my bare back. He was humming a lullaby but I didn’t know what it was.
“Do Ты still want to know my secret?” he asked in a soothing tone. It didn’t help that his voice so soft that it made it harder to stay awake. “Sure.” I сказал(-а) moving closer to him.
“I’ve none Ты before Ты were born.” He paused a second. Probably to make sure I wasn’t going to freak out. “I was Друзья with your mother before Ты were even born before your mother met your father. I met her...

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Westville: Chapter 1: Welcome to Westville

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I winded the car window down; I could smell the fresh air, it was peaceful. My name is Katelyn Peers, I’m sixteen years old and I have never met my parents. The only family member I have ever known is my brother, Sam, he is my age, his my twin and usually twins are meant to have a bond, there is no bond for us, the only reason he puts up with me is because of our father, I have never met him, but Sam has, and for some reason he has respect for the man. I used to go to Down пересекать, крест academy for girls that were until I ran away a год назад with Sam. I turned to see Sam driving the car; his long...