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posted by alicia386
August 18

      Bright and early Saturday morning. No one other then Chloe is away at this time. What else would she be doing? She had things to contemplate. It was barely close to the end of August and already something huge has happened. What could she do about it? Should she confront him ou leave an awkward memory between them. Afterwards he did apologize but still. It was startling.
      Friday evening he knocked on her door. It was the seconde time Eric had visited since she first moved. He seemed frustrated and confused. When she opened the door, he lunged at her. Not in attack mode ou whatever. He lunged at her as in out his pouty lips against hers. Chloe was a little surprised but soon forgot all his worries. It was an amazing Kiss but it was wrong. He had a girlfriend ou so she thought. 
      It took a couple of secondes before she tore him off of her. He had tears in his eyes. He mumbled an apology and abruptly left. He room was upstairs sleeping so she didn't hear a thing. Eric had just left her standing there feeling confused. He was probably plus confused par everything but still. Back at her old school, guys weren't so expressive with their feelings. They usually weren't straightforward but Eric was different.
      Chloe did the only thing she did when she needed guidance. She needed a friend. She dialed Blair's number and told her to come over, it was an emergency.

Eric was over at Shea's again today. Shea wanted to color coordinate their outfits for the week. Eric wasn't all that into it. He was still a little upset about 'the kiss' but what was he suppose to do. Was he suppose to tell his girlfriend. On the other hand, he did have an idea. "Shea, I have some horrible news," he began. "I will tell toi but toi must promise me that we can speak of that party Sunday."
      She stayed focus on the clothes. "Honey, you're too cute. Sunday night never happened. Just tell me whatever toi have to tell me."
      "It did happen and toi can't change it," he said.
      "Do toi think I wanted that girl to get hurt?" Shea had a few tears and her voice was cracking. It was the first signs that Shea had a heart. It was almost touching. "How was I suppose to know she had already been drugged? How was I suppose to know she had an overdose? God, Eric!"
      Eric had never seen Shea so defenseless. He cradled her in his arms. "You didn't do anything. It was all her. toi are going to be okay." All worries about his cheating vanished. Chloe wasn't important right now, Shea was.

Blair was at Chloe's house in just a matter of seconds. She received the emergency voicemail a few moments ago. Her friend needed her. This is way plus important then chemistry homework. Her mom told Blair that Chloe was in her room. Blair found Chloe staring out the window. Chloe immediately turned around. At first, there was a smile on her face and then it turned to a frown. "What's wrong?" Blair asked.
      "What's wrong is that I have the biggest secret to tell but I can't tell you," a dit Chloe.
      "Why not? I'm your best friend?" Blair was a little confuse.
     "If I tell you, then I won't have a best friend anymore. I'll just have me." Chloe said. "You do know Corey Louis likes toi right?"
      "No! Is that he secret?" Blair never in her life thought that Corey Louis liked. It was idiotic.
      "Nah, that isn't it," Chloe said. "Do toi promise not to get mad?"
      "No, of course I won't."
      "Eric kissed me yesterday."
      She was quiet for an awfully long time. The awkwardness only grew. "Oh, well, great," she said. She had a plastered smile on her flawless face. It was obvious she wasn't thrilled.

Corey Louis has a rendez-vous amoureux, date today and was getting prepared for his rendez-vous amoureux, date this evening. Ever since the makeover, his life has been awful! He hasn't had much time for school work, Blair doesn't even notice him, and he can get any girl he wants but Blair. The only reason why he went on these dates was because he had to keep his reputation up. Shea was even forcing him. She a dit he had to make Blair jealous par dating other girls.
      The full length mirror Shea bought him was located at the edge of his room. He stood in front of it. The red tie and black and white suite made him feel uncomfortable in his own skin. This wasn't him. This was some alter ego that Shea created. Everything was happening so fast and he wasn't even able to keep himself stable. No, instead he went along with everything Shea had said. This wasn't him. This wasn't who he wanted to be. He would have to think of some other way to win Blair over.
posted by dragonsmemory
There are many different Kinds in Eden, and each has its own language. Since the geography of the planet forced the Kinds to coexist, many words are shared between tongues, albeit with changed meanings. This article focuses mainly on the language of the dragons.

Draconian is one of the most difficult languages to learn to write. The placement of certain letters and accents changes the meaning of the various words and phrases. There are few beings willingly to teach this strange tongue, and few of them reside on Earth.

The word eht, in Draconian, means "love." However, with the addition of a...
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posted by Problematic129
*Thanks for all the commentaires and fans :) Please read, review, and don't copy*
Chapter 4
        Ali, the overdramatic partier
    Right now were making our way to some exclusive party that Ali got invited to. Since I’m introducing toi to my Friends in a horrible dis-organized order, there’s one vital important thing about Ali.
    Like I’ve told toi she’s the great partier out of us all, not afraid to attend a party at a college guys dorm, which sends red flags up everywhere in my mind. But since she knows...
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posted by hgfan5602
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.

Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.

One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway

Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
posted by alicia386
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Chapter 1– Southern Belle Rule #5: Dress Well and Presentable at All Times
    The plush rose carpet was starting to aggravate Cara in unimaginable ways. She remembered begging her mother for rose carpet years il y a because all the girls in the neighborhood wanted rose carpet. When she got it, she had been the only with that color carpet. She remembered how proud she felt boasting to the other girls about how she was the first with rose carpet. Over the years, she realized how ridiculous the color rose was. rose is for little girls and a week from now, she would no longer...
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posted by Bluekait
If toi pick a type of horror story, I'll do a shout out. If toi haven't, here's a link:

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For any inspiring horror story fan can gladly vote here:

link

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Little Johnny boy didn't know about it till it happen. He was curious but didn't take warnings seriously. His parents couldn't handle the loss of their only son. Do toi want to know what happened? Here it goes.

Johnny boy was an 17 year-old boy who dressed in black and known for his charm and outstanding, mind-blowning magic tricks. He had lived a good life and had good grades in school. Johnny had a...
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posted by hgfan5602
Let us go on a journey
Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight

We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight

We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you

Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed toi and locked eyes

The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever

Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated

Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side par side.
posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Talow knew he had failed. UFS soldiers were dieing around him as the Bellators struck them with everything they had. Raza had played him like a fool and Talow knew it. He held the plans to his chest regretting ever joining the army, he should have stayed away the first time he had gotten away. He watched as battalion V35, his battalion was turn to shreds as they tried to take on a group of Bellators larger then themselves. He watched them fall, blood smeared and broken. Luca stood fighting hard with a tall Bellator dressed in navy, a badge glistening on his own breast. I divisé, split seconde was all...
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added by dragonsmemory
Source: Me
My name is émeraude Dawn. I'm a 14 an old pre-teen girl...in case toi couldn't tell par my name. I'm going to tell toi a true story. The story on how I was the lone serviver in the attack of The Slender Man.
Everything I'm about to tell you, is real...be warned...

It was a cool evening in December, so cool that it was snowing.
I had my two best Friends with me, a 12 an old named Anna, about to be 13 in a week, and her sister, Melody, turning 10 in 2 months.
Anna & Melody were playing tag in the backyard, I was making snow angles, when Anna got the idea to play hide-and-seek untill the...
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added by hgfan5602
posted by Max277
Chapter 3

I just stand there. Locking my eyes with the red eyes. Somethings telling me to look away. But I cant. I cant take my eyes off of the red eyes. "Luke I say." My head starts to hurt really bad. "Luke!! I yell." No answer. I close my eyes. Voices echoing in my head. I turn around and open my eyes. Luke wasn't laying there. What the hell? I blink a few times and I was standing in a dark forest. Okay I was sooo hallucinating right now. I looked around. My eye caught something move. I couldn't see what it was, it was in the shadows. I went to grab for my sword, but it wasn't there. I looked...
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posted by hgfan5602
This is my first fan fic... and hopefully I will be continuing on this! Enjoy!

My name is Alice. I'm eleven years young. My life has been all... licornes until this year. It's sort of like all the fun has been cut off from my life. Like adults and other people alike all want me to have a short childhood. It's strange, because it seems as if everyone else is having loads of excitement in their lives. But I'm the only one who is at home, trying not to cut myself everyday because of all the stress in my life. It's difficult not to, and I haven't spoke to anyone so far. I don't want to be sent...
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posted by sadiebugz00
5
VERONICA
Carter’s Perspective


As I’m walking with the pack, I instantly realize there is a clear leader. Veronica. She was plus than your average coyote. She actually had reddish-brown fourrure instead of the generic gray-brown. She still had the piercing yellow eyes that coyotes are known for, but hers made toi feel like she was staring straight into your soul… She made it clear she was the leader, too. She in fact came straight up to me and told me, “Hey! Newbie. I’m the leader of this pack, okay? Ain’t ever gonna become some fancy-shmancy leader.”
It was pretty clear if toi ask me....
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III The Library
The suivant room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on haut, retour au début of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of livres were piled right up to the haut, retour au début and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved lire and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole bibliothèque full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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Gerald wrinkled his nose at the earthy, mossy smell that always filled the woods. He longed to get back to his palace, but there was work to be done, and a king must do his work, after all.
“Hurry up!” he shouted at the coal black chevaux dragging the carriage. They bolted and took off.
Gerald leaned back against the soft, silky back of the siège and watched the trees blur by.
How grateful he was that he didn’t live out here, with all the faerie and elves and goblins. No, goblins lived in the marshes, didn’t they? But the faerie-folk, elves…still out here. He could feel them watching...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Lawrence lived in a Chamber for a few years. But the Dragon Princess had tried to get his attention.

"LAWRENCE, dîner IS READY!" The Dragon Princess yelled at Lawrence, who was in his Chamber.

"I am not hungry!" Lawrence told her.

"I WILL BREAK DOWN THE DOOR!" She screamed at him.

"No thanks." Lawrence replied as The Dragon Princess sat down.

"Why won't toi l’amour me!" She asked as she started to cry.

"Is that why i am here?" Lawrence asked her, now very confused.

"No one loves me! No one ever has and ever will!" The Dragon Princess told Lawrence as tears filled her eyes.

"Don't cry" Lawrence...
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posted by alicia386
In the deep dark woods lies a house. A cottage house that only has one inhabitant. The one inhabitant onle has one visitor every month.

It was wintertime when that one visitor made his last visit.

Sherman E. Collins was his name and snooping was his name. The bald, chubby man knocked on the rotted wood. He waited for a good 2 minutes but nothing happened. When he was just about to knock again, the door creaked open. He shrugged it off. It was a common thing in these abandon houses.

Clutching his clipboard, he made his wasy into the house. The shattered windows, yellowing photos, and missing floor...
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 2
    Be careful what toi kill for             
    “So…what’s your project on kiddies?” Ms. Arthur asks us.
    “So we have the first few installments of our documentary-”
    “Movie,” Sasha interjected.
    Ashlynn glared at her, “documentary of our very own horror hour.”
    Ms. Arthur frowns. “Horror hour?”
    “Um…you know, ma’am, the killing’s that took place...
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posted by Problematic129
    Chapter 8
    Old enemies
    “Welcome everyone! To Club Aprenta!” Ali laughed excitedly and clapped her hands, Sage whistled, I jumped up and down, and Beth bowed in front of the newest additions.
    “Club Aprenta?” Scotty asked. “What kind of name is that? And what do we do anyways?”
    I shrugged. “Nothing really, we just made this up to spend plus time together, toi know how can school be.”
    “In other words,” Honey put her hands up in the air. “FREE...
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