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100 rooms ch 4

posted by Weasel1999

IV The Bathroom
Ember had been wandering aimlessly around the endless corridors and baffling twists and turns when she saw how dark it was getting outside. She would have checked her watch if she had one, but she didn’t so she hazarded a guess at it being about 10, 11 o’clock. She was exhausted and needed to find somewhere to sleep.
But first she wanted to take a shower. She hadn’t washed since she arrived at the mansion and it showed. Her soft skin which was normally a delicate pale фарфор was now covered with a light layer of grime.
She had changed a lot since the fire. Her hair...

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The Adventure

posted by hgfan5602

I run around. I am jumping over bricks, escaping the evil Wario. I'm running. Panting now. I suddenly feel myself getting lighter. I fly up into the sky. A jetpack!!! Life-saver, but not for long. After a while I fall back down to the ground. The chase continues. I run slower. Anytime now, I know I'll die if I don't pay attention. A crevice appears below my feet. I jump. I barely get across. All kinds of danger await me now. Piranhas, man-eating animals, dinosaurs, appear behind me, below me. I feel like there is no безопасно, сейф way out of this venture. A piranha appears just in front of a crevice....

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Need Help

posted by disneyworld007

Okay, well I want to start Письмо a Фэнтези Book, and I have come up with a couple starting sentences, but I can't think which one I should start with, please give me your honest opinion on which one I should start with......

1. Mr.Johnson's math class joined together in room B3, and sat down at their desks like any other day, but it was anything but that.

2. Once upon a time, there was a school in Grand Rapids, called St. James and thats where our story begins.

3. The school день at St. James in Grand Rapids started out like any other день for the kids of Mr. Johnsons math class.

4. Our story begins with room B3, a classroom in St. James in Grand Rapids.

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Pakka

posted by ivoryphills

Elliot Rhodes sat in her well-worn стол письменный, стол chair at her computer, skimming her notepad for the umpteenth time, tapping her pen as her impatience grew. She waited for a story to flow onto her paper, a feat that wasn't foreign to her until last year, when a book she published got her into some scalding water with the nation's minorities and her publisher.

She was lucky that the publisher didn't drop her; she was a Milwaukeean college student, living just below the poverty line, and whatever small sales her Книги made was added to her meager income. So there Elliot sat, wishing that something would...

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Η Αλήθεια (The truth)

posted by Elizabeth90luv

Η Αλήθεια

Σε αυτόν τον κόσμο τον αχανή,
όλοι ήμαστε σκλάβοι φορτικοί,
δεν υπάρχει αλήθεια πραγματική,
εδώ που το ψέμα κυριαρχεί.

Ολοι ζούμε μια ψεύτικη ζωή,
μια ευτυχία εικονική,
από άλλους είναι φτιαγμένη,
χωρίς αγάπη αληθινή.

Και η αλήθεια είναι χαμένη,
μεσ’ το σκοτάδι, για πάντα εξαφανισμένη.

Για κανέναν δεν είμαι εδώ,
ουτε για ’σένα...

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The End

posted by 1-2vampire

As everything that has ever happened to Ты flashes before your eyes, Ты see what life is like, when your vision is rimmed with darkness, Ты see that this is the end. When your last sight is sorrowful, painful, then Ты see what life is like. When your last sight is one of a Фэнтези world, maybe in a meadow, (i don't know, it can happen), then Ты haven't seen anything yet. As everything goes foggy, then Ты suddenly want to see more. A passionate longing for еще life. But Ты do not know what is to come. Life may seem sweet, или it may seem sour, but when Ты live, Ты do not know what it...

Miku. Finished Concept

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My Dream3

posted by coriann

I was at Главная eating ужин and drinking with my friends. We were all laughing "No they hated me i swear. Anyway, Ты wanted to know why i was late."
"Come on, tell us" сказал(-а) Selia
"Alright....I met this guy in a cult."
They all bursted out laughing
"No I'm serious, he was crazy. Found him down the back road. He calls me, the lion."
They all got serious "Well lets go" сказал(-а) Mandy.
"Lets all go" сказал(-а) Frankie
I smiled but I bet the expression on my face was (are Ты serious?)
We all walked into the cult. Now I don't believe i explained it properly last time. There were big front doors. оранжевый brown with...

R U allergic to mornings?

posted by ZekiYuro

Are yousomebody who can't wake up in the morning?Do Ты need 2 cups of coffee before Ты can start a new day?Do Ты feel awful when Ты first wake up?

Scientists say it's all because of our genes.How did they find it out?Researchers from the университет of Surrey interviewed 500 people.They asked them Вопросы about their lifestyle,for example what time of день they preferred to do exerscise and how difficult they found it to wake up in the morning.Scientists then compared their Ответы to the people's DNA.

They discovered that we all have a "clock" gene,also called a Period 3 gene.This gene can...

the dream[or was it?]

posted by Sutelc22

i still wonder...was it a dream...was i obducted by aliens and in a illucive state of mind...what happened to me? i was lying on my постель, кровати fading in fading out,ithink i went to sleep but i couldnt tell i could still see all the things around me in my room.the alarm clock,the lamp,which was still on,all the things in my room wre still the same.theonly things that were different was that i was paralyzed,icould not Переместить no matter how hard i tried.there was a loud ringing in my ears.i tryed to wake up but i couldnt.then it happened.i was levitated over my постель, кровати about four feet.i could not Переместить nor speak.i...

The God Helpers Chaoter 5

posted by DxCFan123

I felt sick and went to the bathroom. I felt sick, but nothing was happening. Then, class ended. The огонь alarm started to ring through the hall ways. Everyone was screaming. I realized the огонь was right in the hallway of the bathrooms. I barely opened the door to find red monsters in the middle of the fire. I tripped and fell out of the doorway. They saw me and before I knew it, I was tied up and being gagged with a cloth. They left me by the fire. Everyone was trying to find the fire. Bruno appeared in the hallway. Bruno ran to me, going through the flames without a scratch, burn, или injury.....

Save Me Ch. 7

posted by para-scence

I stayed in my room all день on Sunday, coming out once или twice to use the restroom down the hall. I didn't see Dad at all that day, which was a plus. Not enough to ease my remorse, though. I wanted so much to run to Micah and get the hell away from here. He, after all, was the only thing keeping me from killing myself right at this moment.

On Monday though, Dad knocked on my door, not so violently this time.

"Alessa! Get up now before you're late!" I dragged my limp body over to my closet and got dressed. I finished getting ready, and then was out the door. I missed Micah; I was late. I probably...