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posted by rAsberrStrarS
Running was an experience for me.I relished the brisk steady breaze flowing and tangling itself in my chesnut coloured hair.The way the thud of my Nike trainers seemed never ending and significant in the crispy rich dawn air. My crimson hue сделать ставку, ipod pounded song after song through the natural intake of beat passing into my ear.
The Музыка gave me some preference to look around into my picturete surroundings.
The horizon was even еще exquisite than when i'd fisrt layed my topaz eyes upon it the morning.The sky seemed to be in its own heaven untwinched with clouds but flubouyant with natural colour. Vivid Розы streaked through the horizon with the earliest signs of deep blue setting the sky.As i watched with delight,the sun was slowly creeping its way up to the centre of the evermore untroubled atmosphere.
Saturday Mornings were the essence of my week when it came to running,so it wasn't queer for me to take an unexpected turn in my track.Jogging gradually down a tight packed inncline,was the moment that i cluttered chaoticly of the path.
Just as my sight caught a figure in the distance sprinting towards me.
My destination was at the bottom of a rocky steep hill,where i lay with the breath knocked out of my whole body.I did'nt know how long i lay there Холодное сердце on the unsteady ground,with the sun plummeting down on me,but all of a sudden,the sunshine was blocked out by a dark silhoutte.
The figure crouched down beside me, his outline no longer puzzling my weary head.

'Charlotte,Charlotte'his voice anxixous now.
'Can Ты hear me?Charlotte its Taylor' he spoke, as he placed the delicate palm of his hand on me head.
'Taylor is that really you?Ow my head' i сказал(-а) creasingly as i too touched my now ever pounding crown of my head.
'Yes Charl,its me' Taylor spoke spftly in my ear, as i lokked up into his hazy indigo blue eyes that were suddenly locked with mine.
'What do Ты think Ты were doing trying to get down that incline,its too dangerous' He carried on speaking, a he tried most gently to life me from my grave like Космос on the crushed ground.

I'd always dreamed of something like this,but never did i think it would actually come true.
Taylor Dervoux otherwise known as the fiery newbie to Carlton High was like no other boy i'd ever seen.From his dashing looks, his outstanding sporting abielities, things like his smart eagerness in lessons to his charming charisma, made any girl weak at the knees (me included).
posted by POPclogger216
"Why in the heck are Ты wearing that?" my mother asked. I looked into my full-body mirror in my bedroom inside this tiny apartment, studying the short, yellow, frilly gown. I sware to God..I gleam in this, Mom! I thought. "It looks еще like a scrap-of-a-dress." I ignored her.

It was the день of my high-school prom, the last prom I'd ever go to. I was going to graduate this summer. I sorta wanted to come out with a bang. My eyes, just like moms, looked bigger, darker, and gorgeous when I was wearing yellow. My choppy black hair seemed to shine more. This IS the perfect dress, I thought. My...
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I stroll down Western Avenue with a blue coin кошелек in my fragile hands. People in every direction as far as the eye can see. Neighbors being neighborly, store keepers selling and people riding the subway to work. Today happens to be a Saturday morning. And as usual, I awaken in the morning at six o'clock and dress. Every Saturday morning is the same old thing. I turn to the corner seeing the store I've been looking for. Roosevelt Island Shop. Yes. Indeed I live on the island of Roosevelt Island. It's very exhilirating to walk in the streets of our state of New York. As I enter the small shop,...
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Days go by Ты like a shadow,
Ты don’t live this life,
you’re becoming a shadow
of your destiny.



This cruel fate hates
your laughter,
loving your pain that
sleeps inside your
broken heart.



Broken and tired
of all these Остаться в живых fights,
your life becomes
invisible
and Ты don’t care anymore,
but Ты do,
Ты still do.



You’re trying to see
through this fog,
you’re still fighting
for that day,
the день of your peace.



Your path is full of
thorns that are stabbing Ты
directly into your hope,
tearing your soul apart,
you’re on the wings of powerlessness.
I sit up straight in the middle of the night; my forehead is stained with cold sweat, my breathing is heavy. Pure darkness is all around me. Just another dream I mentally convince myself, but I’m still shaking. I can’t calm down, no matter what, the dream felt so…real. Trembling, I get out of постель, кровати and go into the bathroom. Looking at me in the mirror was painful. It looks like I just got in a fight with a rabid cat. My black hair frizzed everywhere, mascara and eyeliner smeared around my eyes, tear streaks on my face. God I could use some exercise I thought as I examined my body shape....
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Im going to put a teaser of the first chapter up, if people like it i will continue. Комментарий PLZ!!



Elyon stirred in her sleep, causing her thin blanket to slip off. Slowly her bare arms were covered in goosebumps, as her eyes began to futter; her peacfull face turned to concern, she sat up and looked around.
"Where...?" she managed to mutter through her dry lips. She didnt know where she was. She had never seen anything like it before. Somehow she was sitting in the middle of a medow sorrunded by flowers. Elyon stood up and wrapped the small blanket around her shoulders. She looked down at...
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posted by kitkat709477
I was normal once или i thought I was, at least, until I knew otherwise,then I didn't know how i could have missed it i mean it was so obvious but i suppose that was just it, it was to obvious and sometimes i wonder what it would be like if what happened that night never happened but it probably wouldn't have mattered what happened that horrible night because it just sped up what was already there, sure maybe it would have been easier if i had known what I was but maybe it wouldn't have been.
Ты see before all this happened I lived a very good life we were very rich and we lived in a palace,like...
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I looked back down and we sat in silence for a couple of minutes. I looked to my right to find Looi holding the child that was being stubborn in his arms. This, in fact, reminded me of myself in his arms a long, long time ago. Oh, I’d say about 16 years назад when I was 2 and he was 11. My mom and dad had Looi when they were only 19 years old, so It took a while for them to decide to have me 9 years later when they were 28. I laughed at how old my mom was now. I know it’s nothing to laugh about, but, I couldn’t imagine my mom at Looi’s age now that she is 46.
    “So,...
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Me: okay well i finished the assignment and this is the final product...please don't hold back...okay here Ты go
ps. know that this is an religion assinment, and its about my interpretation of Иисус in an artistic form-ie-me using a collection of short poems and talking about the sea...okay i'll shuup now

Freedom
To feel the sand
The sun on your back
It’s a no man’s land
With no fear of attack
No chains of society
The sea frees all
Lose all your anxiety
And watch as the waves fall
God’s секунда heaven under the sun
Surrounding all things being
The sea will be undone
For those people foreseeing...
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This chapter is dedicated to another great friend, PC..x Thanks for being so supportive.

There were people rushing about everywhere but I could distinguish the difference between my vampire family and my werewolf family but the almost invisible flashes of light and the еще slow galloping thuds of my werewolf’s footsteps. Kate stood in the middle of Alice’s massive bathroom whilst Rose, Alice, Mum, Tanya and I all applied her makeup, pulled her hair up into an elegant bun and literally made every surface of her body look even еще beautiful than usual- which is extremely hard with a vampire....
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Two things were killing me at the moment.The fact that It was raining like crazy on his horrible to school,the день of school where I had to face my dreaded ex and try to hold back either my tears или punching him in the face.by the way,I completely wanted to do both at this moment.The секунда was that whole desperately in Любовь moment with Juaney.I was mad the the "mystery girl" that Juan had fallen so hard for and she have no freaking idea.I hate seeing Juan like this.Yes at the moment he is very proactive of me but I can tell now that he just doing that so I won't look into или figure his true...
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posted by dragonrider
Still the first день - Athena's perspective

I smiled as I walked back to my Друзья and I's table. I sat down and looked at my friends.
"Where have Ты been?" Erica asked "I need make up Совет and Ты know Emily isn't into that,"
Emily hardly looked up from her book "Make up is a complete waste of time," she said
"Not it is not. It attracts cute boys," Erica argued
Emily sighed "As I told Ты before your personality attracts them," she said
I held up my hands "Girls please! Ты want to know where I was или not?" I asked
They both exchanged glances "Yes we do,"
I sighed "Alright. I was talking to...
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It was Mia, the Rokurokubi; she was the head, the head connected to the very long neck. Opal looked with amazement as Mia knocked Grito to the ground. As her body started to walk вперед as her neck retracted back to it. “Um... Ok, that was not expected” сказал(-а) Opal. Alec and Marley were also in a great confusion, looking at each other trying to make something out of the situation. “Surprised?” Mia Asked. “A little” сказал(-а) Opal, trying to make it as a joke. The three released that this was Mia’s power, she is a Rokurokubi and this is what they do, all four of them started laughing....
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 Lasting Happiness
Lasting Happiness
She stared anxiously at the pot of water on the stove, compelling it to boil. Though the old axiom warned of its counter effect, she had long since дана up on trying to look away from the pot, unable to tear her eyes away. Tapping her foot impatiently, she began to sing quietly to herself to pass the time. It was a merry song, the one she always used to entice travelers from the road to come to her window. As she sang she only wished her tune could charm heat into the water of her pot the way it Зачарованные most of the passerby. The thought only seemed to bring her further impatience. The impurity...
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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...
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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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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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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.
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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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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3 Worst Ways To Start A Story - Steve Douglas-Craig via FilmCourage.com.
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