I Wrote Stories For 10 Years. Here's What Changed Everything - Alan Watt

We drove four three hours. I wasn't even sure we were in the same state anymore. Ms. Greener rambled on about where I was going to be staying, but I didn't pay attention, so it's still a mystery. After about an час of mindless talking, Ms. Greener seemed to realize that I did not want to have a conversation; so she finally shut up. The rest of the car ride was pretty much silent, except for Ms. Greener occasionally pointing out beautiful landmarks.

We pulled up to a small little house, that looked like a ranch home. It was somewhere out in the country; nowhere near where I was used to growing...

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP! I'm working on a story, okay? It's not a fanfic, and I no copy, either. Thing is, I can't decide on the name... So I have made a Вопрос in the picks section of the club and I’d really appreciate your help!

So, here's the plot: 'Nike is a normal girl... или is she? Well, here's the deal: when she falls asleep, she gets sucked into Nighteden, a place that reminds her too damn much of the Video Games one of her BFFs loves to play. There are elves and wizards and sultans and monsters and castles. And she's stuck in the middle of it all, fighting with her sword and staff her...

December 24, 1997

“If we’re going to make it back in time for Christmas, we have to!” Jack Knight answered, sitting in the pilot’s сиденье, место, сиденья of his boss’s Lear jet. He flew his boss everywhere around the world; his reward was use of the plane once a год for a vacation. This год it was Osaka, Japan. He, his wife Karen – eight and a half months pregnant with their секунда child – and their 17-month-old baby boy, Edgar, had just left the island country behind after eleven days in the Orient.

Jack was just turning 23, with light brown hair, an average build, and a thin mustache. He wore...

    Elizabeth stood up, and left the room. She walked down corridor, after corridor. Stair case after stair case, when she heard a voice.
    “I swear to God, Lucifer. Instead of being such a damned bastard-” it sounded like Wyatt’s voice. She crept closer to the wooden door.
    “Hey, I’m not the one who decided to bring her in. She’s not right for this Temple.”
    “Honestly Lucifer, you’re just mad, because she’s not drooling over you,” this was the angriest she had ever heard Wyatt. He almost...

We came back from the waterfall, as a gray волк stopped in our tracks. Howl got onto all fours, and started petting and wrestling with the wolf. The волк kinda growled at me, but Howl corrected him. The волк started licking me, as I squatted down to their level. Howl told me he had to get something, so I watched the волк until he came back. Howl came with some grapes in his hand. A batch of them. We both sat down under a tree, as he started feeding me grapes. I taught him a little bit еще of English too. I also started teaching him about love. "What is love, Lilith? Is it...bad?" "No, it's...

Please don't mind if i have somewhere a mistake, english isn't my mother language.
i wrote better stories but only this is on english
i hope Ты will like it.




In my street, there are many family houses. Some are big and with parking garages and some are living in car on the street. Mine is somewhere in the middle, I have my own room, one bathroom, dad’s room and кухня with living room. We don’t have one еще floor. In the back yard is pool and house for dog. We actually don’t have a dog and every time when I ask my dad, he’s name is Mark:”When are Ты going to buy me a dog? “And...

So I don't know if I'm even goiing to continue this или not. But could Ты do me a favour and give it a read?

Run, musn't stop running. Can't look back, it's too late now, he's going to chatch up any minute. She was going to get caught, she's going to die.

4 days earlier.

Fear.Pain.Death.Alexis Baker was having another one of her nightmares, ones that she could hardly remember the день after, but the pain and misery allways got left behind. Allways. A cold sweat covered her face and her whole body was shaking, her hands clenched and her feet twitched. She began to call out, muble words that were...

I knocked on the large door and waited for her to open it. I didn't get the point of meeting here THEN going to the mall. The thought of Duncan made my blood boil. I don't know how this is gonna work. After that 3 секунда thought, the short but pretty brunette girl I call my best friend opened up the door. She smiled then looked at my hair, "You're gonna go to the auditions and meet hot guys looking like THAT?" Then she grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs.

"This outta work," she beamed, grabbing the straight iron and the hair brush and took a lock of my long blonde hair.

"How long is this...

This is a story that I wrote for a Письмо contest at school. It's called My Sweet Release... Here it is:

My Sweet Release

MY NAME IS DREAM, AND TONIGHT, I lay here to die. Just lying here is perdition, and my faithless mind reminds me that miracles don’t exist. My сердце bleeds out, and my newborns are still unaware of my predicament. As my little Котята feel content now, I recall everything in my life that led me to this moment. …

When I was nine months old, I was a normal housecat; carefree, jubilant, peaceful. I still lived with my mother, as she took care of her latest litter. There were...

It’s dark. I can’t even see my own hands. Where am I? I hear something! It probably just was a крыса или something. What did they do to me? Can I escape? Are they watching me right now? Am I alone? My head hurts. I feel like someone is slamming a hammer against it. What do they want from me? Money? If it’s money, I’m in big trouble. I haven’t got any. Of course not. I live on the улица, уличный for god’s sake. Why me? Why did they had to choose me? Haven’t I gone through enough yet? Is this some kind of sick joke? Maybe it’s a punishment. I haven’t done anything wrong though. At least...

my mother called us down for dinner. we have not fixed up the кухня so we were going to find a restaurant или fast food. we leaved close to the shops but i had to drive to get there. we all jumped into our new car. Roxy sat up front with my mother. but i had to sit back her with my drooling 2 год old baby brother Ron. Ugh we were listing to Roxy's mix C.D she has not taste in music. i turned my сделать ставку, ipod on and listened to it. after 3 songs we got to пицца hut. thank you! my sister really didn't like пицца hut but i didn't care. i was the first one out and went inside, i asked for a таблица for...

Hmmmmm…. (This is a story) aha... (Of husband wife)
I’m not like them
Hmmmmm..... aha aha
That’s the way I am
La la la la la
I’m not like them
La la la la la
That’s the way I am

Be calm, why you’re screamin
Why Ты cry, when Ты see me hangin
With some, one else, why I feel
Like something burning

Stay back, why you’re comin
After me, now you’re feelin
Jealous, ain’t I feel
When Ты were with those bitchy babes when I was seeing you

With somebody else,
Like everyone else
All were watching your back
When Ты were flat
With those slut girls
You Любовь to hang with them…….

Tell me…..

(Chorus)
Why...

Chapter Six

After running away from Sean Connors because she was scared that she will do еще stupid things in front of him, Jamie had tried so hard to not bump into him. To do that, Jamie ended the Футбол practice session with Mac early and after having lunch with Mac, Michael, and Jake and for the rest of the day, Jamie did some chores that were completely useless and just relaxed with her family by hanging out with her three kids and at one time, having a very steamy make-out session with her husband in the basement to keep her mind off of Sean Connors who’s equally as sexy as the man she...

OK, so this is a short story I had to write for English class. Plaese tell me what Ты think about it- I hope Ты like it.



“Z, get up,” Erin whispered and shook my arm. I opened my eyes to glare at his golden-tanned face. Erin was my best friend and all; but he was so impossible that it wasn’t even stellar.
    “I can’t believe you. Blue hair? That’s so last month,” I mumbled sleepily and sat up in bed.
    “It’s retro- purple is so not stellar… and so is sleeping in, FYI,” Erin replied with a smug smile.
    “No-...

A superhero is a fictional character with special powers.Since the first Супермен story was written in the USA in 1938,superheroes have appeared in various comic Книги around the world.But еще recently they have become better known as film characters.

Although superhero powers vary widely,superhuman strength and the ability to fly are common.Some superheroes do not have special powers but have developed other important abilities.In order to protect Друзья and family,a superhero's identity is normally kept secret,which often means superheroes have complicated double life.

There have been successful...

If Ты were hiking in the North American Wilderness and Ты saw a медведь coming slowly towards you,what would Ты do?
a)"I'd talk to it quietly"
b)"I'd walk away slowly"
c)I'd try not to look at it"
d)"I'd make a loud noise"
e)"I'd run"
f)"I'd climb a tree"
g)"I'd pretend to be dead"
h)"I'd spray pepper in its eyes"
i)"I'd try to fight it"

Well,all of these are possible-the best thing to do depends on the mood that the медведь is in.If it comes towards Ты slowly,experts say Ты should talk to it quietly,walk away as slowly as possible,and don't look the медведь in the eye.It's possible that it will lose interest....