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These are some pics from the movie i'm going to be Письмо a novel adaptation of it starred Lon Chaney Jr.,Claude Rains,Evelyn Anker,Maria Ouspenskaya,Béla Lugosi the silver tiped cane plays a important role threw out the story
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posted by lucius_malloy
Under the surface of the ever-moving ocean, it is calm.
There are hardly any sounds bouncing about the vast space, and the ones that are have been muted, many times over. The roaring of a ship’s engines, mighty as a lion, is only a faint humming sound, еще felt than heard as it vibrates its way through your body.
You’re floating, floating in a mass of blue. The only thing Ты can see is blue, blue, and blue – different shades, some lighter than others, some dark as a winter night in the North, but blue nonetheless. Now that Ты think about it, it’s slightly disturbing – oppressive,...
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posted by dragonwriter
Sky turns black. Memory fades. through all of this tragedy fate has taken my memories from me. No other thoughts. сердце pounding. Blood racing. No еще time for thinking. Think quick and on my feet или death will surely get its grasp on me. As my enemy approaches i draw my sword. Once the tip of the blade is out of the sheath i hear it hit the ground as i feel a warm liquid pouring out of my open chest as blood gushes out of the wound. As i struggle to take my last breath i wake up screaming relieved that it was just a DREAM.
posted by MissMuffin38
It was just another day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and everyone was doing what they normally do. It was the start of the summer of 1939. In the middle of a war. It was безопасно, сейф here, most of the time. Everyone carried on like they always did, selling Фрукты on the market stalls, children drooling at the millions of different sweets on the shelves above them, and then running around, playing airplanes. Amongst all this was a house, with a family, that lived happily. Almost.

This family were the Nicholson family. They lived together in a big, fancy house, but not too fancy. The...
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posted by Thalia_huntress
plz tell me if Ты like it and if i should write more




2....1 ready или not here i come" i say. i hear my friend Annabel giggle. i go behind a дерево "found you" i said. "lunette!! Annabel!!" the owner of the orphanage called us. she was the most горький woman ever all because her husban died in the war. we sraitened out или dresses. "coming miss belle." we сказал(-а) in harmony. we rushed from the yard. "yes miss belle?" i said. "it's time for us to see if anybody wants Ты brats now change into the nice dress we gave." she said. "ok miss" annabel said. miss belle didn't know but every one made fun of...
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Чтение to oneself is a modern activity which was almost unknown to the scholars of the classical and medieval worlds,while during the fifteenth century the term 'reading' undoubtedly meant Чтение aloud.Only during the nineteenth century did silent Чтение become commonplace.

One should be wary,however,of assuming that silent Чтение came about simply because Чтение aloud was a distraction to others.Examinations of factors related to the historical development of silent Чтение have revealed that it became the usual mode of Чтение for most adults mainly because the tasks themselves changed...
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posted by NormalcyIsDead
I’m sick and tired of it all
Run five laps, climb that wall
Ace that test, be happy everyday
25min. class lesson: due in two days

What’s wrong with you, Jordan?
Where are those ‘A’s Ты were sporting?
Oh no, Ты have a B, that just won’t do
Let me prod Ты some more, ask some Вопросы too

“You seem to be slipping.”
"Get to the front of the race!”
You’ll never get finished
At THAT jogging pace

Yoo-hoo, girl, get your head in the game!
Idiot, doing the wrong lesson, there goes your good name
To most other people, I’m starting to come off as lame
But to me it's al the same: Run faster, think...
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posted by rebaj2010
I have this image in my head of a girl who spent the first 17 years of her life being loved. Loved by her parents, her brother and sister, and everyone in school. She doesn't know the meaning of hate. Then this mysterious guy come to her school. He doesn't say much and the only person he notices is her. But he is different then the other guys at her school he is too sexy to be real. They fall madly in Любовь but what she doesn't know is that he has been alive for the last 268 years. He is no vampire but something that can scare the helll out of you. And he has a immortal enemy, and that enemy is the boy who is filled with so much hate all the immortals call him...The deffinition of hate(his real name being Marcus) And the girl so finds out that Marcus will stop at nothing to take her away from him and Показать her what it's like to be hated
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posted by DMLIME
MI6 agent Scott Filbury waited quietly outside the office of the head of the department. He was not told why he had been summoned, but the agents usually weren’t. He sat still; the only movement were his eyes, darting to every corner of the blank hallway, trying to take in every detail of his surroundings as he had been trained to 6 years before. He was only 28 and had been recruited after saving 3 people in a burning building, Показ a ‘desire for passion and justice’ as his Профиль read.
He noticed a fly near the bright lamps that were imbedded in the ceiling. He knew that soon the...
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posted by madening_mahem
I only came to resolve a matter, nothing more.
But have Ты no shame reporter, whose words can bring either joy или pity, have Ты no shame?
You speak of him, a dearly departed lover of mine and a noble none the less whose actions have been all but harmful to this town, in vein as if he is just another commoner in the street, who sleep in the dirt and has no dignity.
Making a mockery of him though he died only yesterday, but what seems like only an час to me, and then attempt to treat it with sarcasm.
How dare you. How dare you.
Try not to later state that Ты knew him well, for that I know very...
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