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In Bester Middle School there are things Ты should know and things Ты should not.
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"Alexis",said her teacher mr.trumpower "You havent turned in the last 3 assignments."

"Sorry?"

"Have them on my стол письменный, стол monday morning или detention."

She nodded and walked away.Mr.Trumpower was genrally a pretty cool teacher,not to nice but not to mean,just very stern.

"What was all that about?" asked Alexis's best friend Heather

"Nothing just havent turned in work."

"Oh well Ты should get it in,dont want him in a bad mood monday."

"Since when have Ты cared about work?"...

Eddie Krinshaw walked down the side walk of the Ulysses S. Grant comunity park. It was almost dark and the sun was starting to set. He needed to get Главная before his curfew, или his parents would get mad. He walked through the park gates, then across the улица, уличный to his house. Just as he was getting ready to do his homework, there was a pounding on his window. He waited until the pounding stopped, then he opened the window to see his friend Vincent Samson standing there with a dart gun in his hands. "What are Ты doing!" сказал(-а) Eddie. "I found this cool construction site down town" сказал(-а) Vincent.
"And...

****your at Главная with roc royal and princeton***

(Your dating roc royal oh if i write on Ты too will brake up fyi)

Me: aye prince Charming can Ты get me some peace чай prutty please

Prince: ugh better be lucky we Друзья

Me: thanks your the best of the best

Prince: finer than fine

Me: LOL didn't say all that

Prince:😄

Me: LOL rocky bear

Roc: aye baby

***he gives me a kiss***

Prince: 😣ewwww

Me: LOL Ты Kiss to prince

Prince: i know i do it just that when yall Kiss it like so Perfect it like man wish my Smooches were like that lol

Roc: well really i dont put much thought in to it but she my number...

Эй, all! This is another HP fanfic,with my other OC in it,Elladora Malfoy,she has long white-blond hair and blue-grey eyes.


Elladora's POV

My father shoved a piece of parchment under my nose,causing me to look down at it.
"Read it." My father hissed.
Letters scrambled together,changed places,and floated off the paper,all I could make out of it was,"AMOYFL LGIR AICEFNS OPTETR?" I sighed in anger,rubbed my eyes,and glared at the paper.
"Well?" My father сказал(-а) again,throwing the paper onto the ground.
"W-what does it say?" I studdered. My parents didn't know I was dyslexic and had scoliosis,only Draco...

Character Профиль

Basic Statistics

Name:

Age:

Nationality:

Socioeconomic Level as a child:

Socioeconomic Level as an adult:

Hometown:

Current Residence:

Occupation:

Income:

Talents/Skills:

Salary:

Birth order:

Siblings (describe relationship):

Spouse (describe relationship):

Children (describe relationship):

Grandparents (describe relationship):

Grandchildren (describe relationship):

Significant Others (describe relationship):

Relationship skills:


Physical Characteristics:

Height:

Weight:

Race:

Eye Color:

Hair Color:

Glasses или contact lenses?

Skin color:

Shape of Face:

Distinguishing features:

How does he/she dress?

Mannerisms:...

Chapter 1: Beauty is a cruel mistress

Sighing I sat down in the usual hard wooden chairs that the school provided. Taking out my book I opened it to the page I had been Чтение last night at unspeakable hours of the morning-or afternoon for humans- none the less I was tired and the small Письмо printed on the pages strained my eyes. I was in English, which considering I was a vampire and having no intentions of pursuing a career in literature was quite a pointless subject. I had already had four classes already this morning and I was not looking вперед to this one.
“Rose” a smooth but...

I am not sure why I am Письмо this down.I guess I just felt like it, telling my story.It was years назад and although it was on some papers and local news, the story gradually faded and got forgotten by everyone. Everyone but me, and I know to this день that what people heard was not the true story.Of course, even then as a small child I knew that telling it would only do еще harm to me than good, I would be called crazy and they wouldn't even try to protect me from something that they would just label the ravings of a demented little girl.
Ten years have passed since, I was a quiet kid, barely...

I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all день long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent Главная
when my mommy does come Главная
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against...

-7 and a half hours later-
As I walked out of the school, I saw Cameron signaling me over to his car. I walked up to him and he told me to get in, which I did. As he started up the car, I couldn't help but feel like Cameron was upset with me. "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere we can talk."

"About?"

"I'll let Ты know when we get there." I nodded and kept quiet for the whole ride.


Half an час later, Cameron parked in the пляж, пляжный parking lot. He took the key out of the ignition and put them in a cup holder. He then looked at me with a very disappointed look.

"What do Ты want to talk about?"

"I want to...

I am clever. I am witty.
I am popular. I am idolized. I am loved.
Everyone values my opinion. They cling to my every word.
I am free of rules.
Advice doesn't apply to me. I don't need it.

I am always right. So don't Вопрос my opinion, because Ты are wrong.
Whatever Ты can do, I can do twice as well.

I am untouchable.
I fling attacks from behind my fortress and fear no retaliation.
I am безопасно, сейф behind my shield.
Stronger than steel. Stronger than diamonds. Stronger than you.

No-one would dare retaliate. I am inside my fortress.
And Ты can't get in. Ты can't hurt me.

I see, hear, smell, and touch, but...

Brightness night


The sun sets, the moon raises, night has begun, the moon smiles down on us as it shines it's light. the stars twinkle in one by one, and день is done. the moon full, round and big hums it's playful tune. the starts, so bright shine it's light for everyone in sight, as they hum in tune with the moon.

Out side looking in


Laughter sailing out of the window, Друзья talking quietly together, people dancing everywhere. and I'm on the out side looking in. All of them are havening fun as the twirl in the in crowd. All but one who looks out side, he smiles at me and i smile back...

Here is the first chapter of my story. I Опубликовано the first half like two months назад but here it is again. By the way this book has two perspectives. I edited the first chapter.

The first day-Athena's perspective

Boy now that I look back at that week it was when my perspective on all things changed. I knew that week was different. The first день felt off. Just by how I woke up.
"Athena! Get up and get ready for school!" my mom shouted at me
My eyes popped open and I got up immediately and got dressed. This was new for me since I always got up later and refused to get out of постель, кровати but I felt like I...

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    Ray was getting ready for school the Далее morning. Her parents leave way before her and T.J. gives her a ride to and from school every day. In case Ты were wondering; T.J. and луч, рэй are not dating. Nor will they ever. Best Друзья since they were kids and it will stay that way.

    “Ray! Come on! It’s the last день of school; we have to see who gets pranked today.” T.J. called up from downstairs.

    “Alright, alright, hold on!” луч, рэй сказал(-а) in her room, she was just walking out when the chest shook.

    Ray...

Me: Okay these are two poems of mine. The first one is a translation of sonnet 18, by shakkespear the other is an original, so thats probably really bad lol. Ты could say my translation helps people understand what its about

Sonnet 18-translated by me written bt shakespear

Are Ты as lovely as the days of summer
But Ты can not be, for your beauty and fairness range far beyond
summer can be rough, shaking the Цветы in bloom
And summer is to short for my liking
The sun bears down harshly upon us,
and is often eclipsed by the clouds.
And all beauty erodes away,
by the the mother of nature or...