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Then it wasn’t my confession that gave him the big shock, Sara thought, He already knew the whole story that’s why he understood my acts.
Until now I don’t know how I dared to step in and ask your friend to introduce me to you. Though I’m not used to that, it felt so right.
“Sara” Emily called Ты when Ты were about to get into the car.
“Hi Emily, How are you?” Ты answered joyfully with the prettiest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Fine” she сказал(-а) with her bright smile.
“You haven’t introduced me to your handsome boyfriend” Ты сказал(-а) playfully and my сердце beat faster than before.
“Oh yes, this is James, he’s in med school too. I met him today in Mr. Calhan class.”
“It’s a great pleasure to meet Ты James” Ты smiled enchantingly
“The pleasure is all mine” I сказал(-а) nervously
Ты were starring at me in a way that made me even еще nervous and confused. Ты reached your hands slowly, and Ты didn’t let go until a few seconds. I was looking at Ты the Далее a few seconds, unaware of what Ты were saying to Emily.
“How about Ты come, James?” Ты сказал(-а) brightly
“Excuse me, come to where?”
“To my birthday party, tomorrow at seven o’clock, Ты have to come. I’ll write the address for you” I happily accepted the invitation.
I went back to my dirty, small flat, counting hours until the Далее день comes and I see Ты again.
Sara pushed the chair back. Yes, she does remember that day, with all it specifics. Truly she got Зачарованная with his charm the moment she reached her hand. She confesses that she felt weird emotions when his warm hand lay in hers. She didn’t know why it happened, but she did feel it.
The idea popped to her mind the Далее day, when she saw him setting beside a tree, organizing his Книги and Письмо notes on them, and when she looked at the other side, to find Matthew, standing with Rachel, his fiancée. They seemed so cute together, that Sara felt her сердце beating pain instead of blood, her hands shaking, and her face turning red caused by anger. She was ready to kill Rachel that moment. Stupid blond girl! She thought. She hated Rachel еще than any other creature, with her blond hair, her green eyes, her milky skin, the pride in her eyes, her stupid laugh, everything about her, but what she hates the most is .. The fact that she’s Matthew’s fiancée. I should be standing by his side instead of that arrogant blond girl. She was shaking from head to toe, when he gave Rachel a gentle Kiss on her cheek, she was about to shout but Emily interrupted that feeling to calm her down. She got back to her normal attitude; to pretend that she’s over Matthew to let everyone believes that she is, while she still loves him еще than any one.
Emily didn’t stop talking all the time, but Sara didn’t listen to any of what she’s said. She was looking at James who was setting behind Emily. Why not? She thought, He’s handsome, he looks a bit shy but I can handle him, yes this is how I get my revenge this is how I will punish Matthew.
Sara can’t understand her capability of remembering this day. She remembers everything clearly even how the idea that destroyed James went through her mind. She feels so stupid now, how she didn’t think of him and his emotions? How she didn’t think that he may truly Любовь her and suffer because of her? Was she that stupid? Did jealousy blind her that much? She deserves what he’s written about her, because she truly… destroyed him.
I went back into the steamy kitchen. Chefs everywhere making different kinds of hamburgers. What am I doing in the hot kitchen? I'm grabbing plates of food. I'm a waitress at Reynolds Diner, a retro 50's diner. It's very popular, and always is busy. . . Like right now! It was hard getting this job, seeing as Ты have to be people friendly, make sure not to spill the food, and having a good memory.
"Excuse me miss, can I have a refill of Coke?" A lady asked me. I nodded my head, and smiled at her.
It was nice working here, seeing as I get paid a nice amount of money, and see a celebrity или a few....
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1 being the best 10 the worst
These Книги are great for summer Чтение I can honestly say that anyone that reads them will want to read them again.

10. Deacula by Bram Stoker
9. The Hobbit by Tolken
8. I'm the king of the замок by Susan Hill
7. 1984 by George Orwell
6. The secret diary of Adrian моль by Sue Townsend
5. Pride and prejudice by Jane Austine
4. Jane Eyre by шарлотка, шарлотта Bronte
3. Lord of the Flies by William Golding
2. The curious incident of the dog in the nighttime by Mark Haddon
1 Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
posted by ejenk1025
Chapter 2

I pull into the driveway of the cafe. I look into my rear view mirror. I look good. (Laugh) I get out of the car then fix my clothes. I'm ready. Just be yourself. Ok. I'm walking in. Don't fall. Don't fall .. He sees me. Just walk up to him.

"Hey."
"Hey. Glad Ты could make it." сказал(-а) Lucas
"I'm glad Ты could make it, too."
"Well. I work here so..." сказал(-а) Lucas
"You work here? Cool."
"Yeah. This is actually my mom's cafe. Let me introduce you." сказал(-а) Lucas
"Oh goody." I сказал(-а) nervously

Good impression. Good impression. Good impression.

"Mom, this is Brooke. Brooke, my mom." сказал(-а) Lucas
"Pleasure...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Whatever Еда you're looking for-an all-you-can-eat breakfast,a quick lunch,a romantic dinner-you'll find it in San Francisco.The city is Главная to over 4500 restaurants and eating places.And they're not only for tourists.On average,San Franciscans eat out 267 times a year.

You can eat Еда from anywhere in the world,from афганец, афганский, афганские to Argentinian,and from Vietnamese to vegetarian.With Mexican fast food,Italian bakeries,hundreds of Thai,Chinese,Vietnamese,and Korean restaurants,and in-and-out Japanese noodle shops,it's possible to eat your way round the world during a single San Francisco weekend....
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Five

Mason met Olivia at his Избранное restaurant. It was a perfect день for a ужин date. The sun was shinny, the clouds were extra white, and the трава seemed greener then ever. If only she knew that this was a ужин date. He signed the last autograph for today as Olivia sat across from him at their round table. Her hair was curly and in a ponytail. Then she wore a red dress with a thick, black ремень, пояс, пояса in the middle. His секунда impression of her was still the same, gorgeous. This дата was going pretty well but Cassidy dresses better. Mainly because Cassidy is rich but he didn't want to...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Four

Olivia was extra busy today. Today was the first день of the movie shoot for Hourglass. Before they could even start recording the movie, the would have to check up on everything. The wardrobe had to perfect. The scenes had to be accurately planned out. Then they had to make sure that all of the camera crew was positioned. Olivia wouldn't be able to receive the permits until tomorrow. So they couldn't start filming until then. She followed closely behind Mason as he did the daily check up.

Mason went straight towards wardrobe and the outfit choices. The outfit for Charlotte's arrival...
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Remembering is just an invention of the mind,
So Ты need not try to remember something,
Ты remember it automatically.
Which is the best thing that Ты could have.

The good times that we had...
It is placed in a portion of your mind.
The bad times that we had...
It is placed in the other part of your mind.

Ты try to forget all of the bad things that happened,
But it is not possible.
It is stuck in you.
The bad things are painted in ink on your heart.

The good things, Ты try to remember.
And they stay.
They never go.
Never leave you.

Remembering is just an invention of the mind.
And, well...I guess I'm happy for that.
So I can remember every friend I've had,
Every boyfriend,
And all the good times.
Every memory will never leave my heart.
They will never be forsaken.
Never.
posted by Problematic129
*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went by and еще pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
posted by hatjune
It is 120 years into the future and the Rights Organization is stronger than ever. They are killing еще people than ever and there are only three people that can save the World and they are children. Jordan is a thirteen год old witch and is the daughter of the Greek god sun, Apollo. Mark, a fourteen год old wizard who is the son of Demeter. And last but not least Ivy is a thirteen год old daughter of Ares and a great witch. These three children are the worlds only hope. Read Half and Half, The Begining of the End.
Stan, the young donkey, was wandering sadly around the barn. He seemed hopeless and wounded and had no desire to speak to any of his fellow donkeys; even talking to his father was not appealing to him that exact moment. In fact, he was feeling ashamed of having a donkey father. He was ashamed of being a donkey altogether.
As the moon and stars scattered across the dark, blue sky, Stan decided he no longer to wander. He needed some solution, he needed reassurance, and only his grandfather seemed appropriate for that particular job.
Grandpa Roger was sleeping peacefully in the barn. He had become...
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Bane’s POV

I laid in the grass, watching the clouds. I was beginning to dose off, right before sleep took me, a body pounced on me. I groaned, and looked up. A shaggy haired boy was sitting on my chest, giggling. My best friend, Christian.
    “Get off!” I yelled rolling over. He slid off me.
    “Party pooper,” Christian stuck his tongue out at me. He was so childlike, but that was something I had always loved about him. That’s also why we got along so well. He was hyperactive and loud, while I was cynical and quite.
    I...
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posted by Hades223
CHAPTER 1


Jason Card sat at his стол письменный, стол in his science classroom bored out of his mind. He hated science. It was his least Избранное subject. Mainly because it was the last subject of the день and by that time Jason was usually ready to go home.
Mr. Form droned on and on about chemicals или something. Jason didn’t listen. He just sat at his стол письменный, стол and drew on some paper. He was a very good drawer.
Jason Card was a fourteen год old as of yesterday. His black messy hair never gave in to a brush which usually meant it was mangled and messy and went down to his ears. He was wearing a simple red t-shirt...
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posted by lindizzle215
hi so im a new writer so please tell me if i should contine Письмо this story. Please comment!!!!!
Rated: M


Today my brother Joey and I were going to drive down to the family camp that we help with every год and went here when we were kid’s but know were all teenagers so were counselors now. My brother Joey and I drive together every год and all of our other brothers drive up in there own cars или the young ones with the others. There was a new guy this год his name is Eddie. I think that I will like this kid as I get to know him. I don’t have to share a room because I am the only girl...
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posted by cullens-rule
Chapter 4 Tom

“it would be easier if Ты knew, but I will try to explain, as well as I can, Ты know my name is Tom but my секунда name is Cullen”
I interrupted him now
“Tom Cullen? Sounds old fashioned”
“It is, any way I’m just seventeen”
He looked away sheepishly like he was lying this made me curious would he really lie about his age.
“my real parents are dead now, they died of an illness I don’t really know much about them”
“I sorry that must be сердце braking”
He looked miserable he looked into my eyes and I could feel his pain, but he carried on
“I take after my father...
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posted by e2mma2weasle3
How to Add Emotion to a Story

1.    Understand Ключевые слова или Key Phrases. Key Phrases are phrases in a story that triggers the waterworks. They are sentences that make people cry. Such as, a pet dies. Ты could write, "Goodbye, Old friend." A Key Phrase could also be an action. Such as, there are two pets. One pet dies. The other pet tries to sleep with the other one by cuddling up to the dead body.

2.    Add a lot of relationship between the one who dies and another character, whether that is a human или an animal.

3.    Add comedy to the...
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posted by sapherequeen
*Sigh* Okay, this is the first piece of Письмо I will ever share with anyone. Rarely does the idea of a poem ever enter my dark mind. But tonight, just two минуты ago, this one came to me, and I had to...write...it...down...


I’m aching here
I’m bleeding there

Pain strikes within
My every move

And there’s
Nothing
I Can
Do
To Make It
Stop

The tears roll down my face
And freeze there quickly
And stay until the time comes
Where they are no longer frozen
And begin to stream down again

My hurt was bottled up
But someone broke the bottle
And now it’s
Everywhere
And there’s nothing
I Can
Do
To Heal Myself

I’m...
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“Look at them, trying to figure it out. Trying to work out why a pure-blood has come to their school, Antiworld, huh? This could be fun”. There was a young man sitting on the вверх of a gargoyle wearing a white рубашка with a black пальто over it. His eyes where a light green with a black cat eye stroke through it. As the man stood up Ты saw that he had pitch black hair and his skin was white like paper. As Ты closed in on the man’s face Ты saw his eye drop a line of blood down his cheek, as if he was crying blood. The man looked up at the sun covering his face with his hand, he closed his...
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Эй, guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem Письмо path. Well hope Ты like it, and please, if possible, add a Комментарий saying what Ты think.

Me and Those

Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants Ты to do something,
или be something
That sometimes Ты don’t want to be?

They are those!
Ты know them!
Ты probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect Ты to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
Ты don’t want to take.

They are those who expect Ты to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
Ты prefer to be small and humble.

But do Ты think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!

They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since Ты were born,
Came up with a path for Ты in life.

But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

She screams every time a police officer или strange nurse touches her. She refuses to hear them out. So, until further notice, she is staying in my apartment.

I glance at the clock in the waiting room. It's past midnight. Wow. Jamie and Ashleigh are asleep on a small green couch, with a receiving blanket draped over them. I pick them both up, since Kayla and I are free to leave, and we all walk outside to my car. Kayla opens the back door, and while I'm strapping the two little girls in, I signal for her to get in on the passenger side.

She's a broken person. Ты only need to look at her...
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posted by livethislifeup
It's harder to forgive than to forget,
vice-versa, either way, it's still a threat,
time passes, memory flashes,
you're rememberin'
thoughts are coming in
no way to escape it, its a no win.
drives Ты insane, Ты try to up your game,
tell yourself they'll regret it and they'll live in shame,
just cause they dragged your name,
across every damn lane,
and Ты got hurt every time, yeah Ты still in pain,
and it ain't the same, Ты all tense around them,
and еще anger do Ты gain.
Deep down it's still hurtin' you
like every wound would,
it's like a throbbing cut
that keeps your eyes tight shut,
and Ты sound out...
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