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posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

About an heure after she called me, I was still sitting there. Unresponsive.

The phone rang again. I forced myself to pick it up.

It was Serena. She was crying.

"I couldn't do it," she said, before hanging up again.

Serena

I couldn't do it. As soon as I was out of the clinic, I drove home. When I'd parked my car, I couldn't hold the tears back.

I looked up, shocked. I had gone to my mother's house.

I stumbled out of the car, and my mother came running out. I collapsed in her warm arms, still sobbing.

Kate

I hear my daughter. Crying. I run outside, and hug my angel, my little angel.

I don't try to make her tell me what's wrong. She'll tell me when she wants to. I know her that well.
posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

About an heure after she called me, I was still sitting there. Unresponsive.

The phone rang again. I forced myself to pick it up.

It was Serena. She was crying.

"I couldn't do it," she said, before hanging up again.

Serena

I couldn't do it. As soon as I was out of the clinic, I drove home. When I'd parked my car, I couldn't hold the tears back.

I looked up, shocked. I had gone to my mother's house.

I stumbled out of the car, and my mother came running out. I collapsed in her warm arms, still sobbing.

Kate

I hear my daughter. Crying. I run outside, and hug my angel, my little angel.

I don't try to make her tell me what's wrong. She'll tell me when she wants to. I know her that well.
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

"Sign here, great. Sit down anywhere you'd like," a falsely cheerful, bleached blonde receptionist says.

I sit down on a plastic chair in the corner, suivant to a large plastic fern.

It's all just a nightmare. If I get the abortion, it will all go away, and everything will be fine, I try to convince myself. I give up eventually. What if my own mother, who was in a very similar situation to the one I am in now, had decided not t have me?

My thoughts are interrupted as a young looking woman with a small toddler on her hip walks up to me. I am the only other person here.

"Could toi please hold...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

All of that seems so long ago. plus than the two years it has actually been. Because right now, I'm torn in my desperation and fear. Because right now, I am nineteen.

I am nineteen, and I have too much to fear. I made one mistake, and now my entire future has changed.

Two weeks ago, I found out.

I had just moved into my new apartment. It was close to the université I would be attending in the fall. Shaun is going to one in another state. He is helping me déplacer in. Finally, it is all done. He sits on the couch, and I go into my new cuisine to fetch us something to drink.

This is probably...
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posted by Free_Spirit
Me: I'm back lol. Did anyone miss me. *hears no applause sniffs and cries* lol. Sorry i just had sugar. Anyway, ummm, yeah people who read this (Very few then lol) Sorry thats my attempt at a true but very bad joke. ANyway people um with these, it depends because each chapter we'll probably be about her time in the dream ou in the hospital. so if toi don't like that I'm sorry. So lets begin.
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It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep and I was momentarily floating in darkness when I felt a rush of wind. I gasped as I felt that familiar painful sensation of all my injuries being combined...
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posted by Free_Spirit
ME:Um, yeah people toi might find this a bit wierd but each chapter sory of goes from her time in the hospital and then in the other world. Sorry if toi don't like the way its done but you'll just have to live with it. Um anyway enjoy. And I'm sorry if this is long. Cough rate cough please cough soory i got a bit of a cold

I sat up gasping and sweating. The moonlight shone through the window giving the hospital room a dim light. I remembered the dream as vividly as if it happened yesterday. I put a hand on my back and felt along the skin. I almost fainted. There was blood there and scrapes across...
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posted by harold
This article presents the concepts of the fanpop Writer's Group, and was last edited on 6 July 2009.

Session Information
The third session for 2009 is posté link. Please participate!

Previous sessions
* Session 2, 2009: link
* Session 1, 2009: link

What is the fanpop Writer's Group?
It's a group of fanpop users who are committed to writing, sharing, reading, discussing and critiquing their work. At a minimum, this involves a monthly session (though it could be twice monthly). Each session involves the following:

1) One member starts the suivant session par starting a new forum thread labeled "Fanpop Writer's...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

I sat with Tia and her friends, but I could feel Shaun's stare.

After school, I was in a hurry to get in my car, so I didn't see him coming as I fumbled for my keys.

"Serena, how strongly are toi opposed to seeing a movie with me this weekend?" he asked.

I looked up, at first not believing what I was hearing. I was aware that it was Thursday. Very aware.

"Unopposed," I said, so happy. Inexplicably happy, as I met his eyes. They weren't black, just a very dark brown.

"I'll pick toi up," he said.

"Come to this address," I said, scrawling my rue and house number on a piece of paper my...
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I store deeply into his eyes as he slid his hand close to mine. the heat in the air around me began to heat up, my cœur, coeur pounded rapidly against my chest and a feeling of anxiety rushed through my body.

His hand moved too hold mine, he moved it slowly, continuing to gaze into my eyes. The twinkle in his eye turned to a bright shine as the twilight began to rise, Hypnotized, i joined his hand with mine, the burning tension in the air, the smile that arose on his lips, this was perfect.

" I l’amour You" he whispered softly in my ear, his breath warm. He brushed his lips against my face and kissed...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

The suivant day, I sat at the same table.

When I glanced up at him, he was looking at me too, indecision and frustration written all over his face.

I looked down quickly, and went back to deciphering the laminated wood grain.

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The rest of school dragged par very slowly, and par the final bell, I was already hurrying out of the Biology lab.

As I exited the main building, I immediately felt someone was staring at me. I'd always been able to tell when there was someone was looking at me, I was weird that way.

I turned, and in the divisé, split seconde that...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

He looked up and I wasn't sure, but I thought his gaze softened a little.

"Can I sit here?" I asked cautiously.
"Whatever," he said, sounding bored out of his mind.
"My name's Serena," I said.
"Shaun."

We sat in silence for the rest of lunch, I was eating nothing. The seconde the cloche, bell rang, he stood up, abruptly and left.

I was left staring in confusion at the doorway I was mostly certain he'd disappeared down.

Shaun

I didn't want to hurt her, yet I didn't want her to be sucked into my depressing world of suffering. What was I supposed to do?

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posted by Sweet_Pants
A/N: Ok, this is just a short, about 500 word drabble I came up with. It's about 7-year-old Alice and her drunk derpressed father, called, of course, 'Daddy'. It's not much, but I though I'd post it. Constructive critisizm is welcome.

Please rate and comment.
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The smell of his breath came off in waves of grief and alcohol mixed into what could be described as inner turmoil. Although Alice barely gave a thought to the bottle of whiskey in his hand, as she was plus preoccupied with not throwing up from the smell of her father she should have gotten...
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posted by harold
I looked up every few minutes, desperate to see toi standing there once more. My cœur, coeur beat shrilly in my chest and my breath fluttered every time I thought of you, your cold hands grasping mine, the wonderful smell of your skin intoxicating me. I cursed, thinking of Amy and how she could be with Evan, could call him on the phone, hold his hand in public, and the simple problems she had with trying to rendez-vous amoureux, date a normal guy. toi are so much beyond normal that it frustrates all my attempts to capture toi in poetry. Surrounded par scraps of paper on which I've written your name over and over, filled...
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posted by Free_Spirit
me: This is just a preview, but can toi please give me your opinion. I've already posté this but i've actuallty edited, so from people who read it before it may bea little bit different. Now i actually can't start from the start but this is what happened before:
Alyria is a thirteen an old girl who is travelling with her adopted family somewhere. Her family is made up of her Mother who has a difernt hair colour every week, and he father who is a gentle soul and a passionate man. She has a five an old african sister who is very strange and a shy artistic 11 an old Indian sister. They stop...
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posted by Cutebutcrazy--
Time is just a thing.
toi can't ever have to little.
toi can always have enough.
But when toi look at it,
our lives are just a piece.
A piece of what time has to give.
So why not live the fullest,
to what we can.
Why waste it wishing,
on something you'll never have.
Let time do its own thing,
so we can do ours.
toi see time is mysterious.
It controls our lives.
And in one quick second,
our time may be up.
So take what you're given,
and give nothing back.
With time nothing is ever what it seems.
posted by Katiegirl
        It was a cold, brisk day. Nightfall was upon the horizon. I strolled down the walkway towards a baron park. The park looked as if it has been around many generations. The park benches were rusted in a distinguished color clear to the solid ground. Keeping the park in existence, the figue, fig arbre leaves filled the surroundings like a flamboyant arc en ciel decorating the park. So bright, even in nightfall a person could find away through the darken park. Suddenly, beyond the benches, figue, fig trees, a young man stood steady as if withholding his emotions from...
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Long Way To Your Heart.

Verse 1
You left me all alone – F G D B C D
All par myself – C C D A
There’s no turning back now – F G D B C D
You’ve made your choice – C C High A D
But I don’t know how – A A E D

Time starts to pass – F G G G
But I’ll keep moving on – D D E D C D
I doubt I’ll ever get over toi – D D C D E B D C A
Leaving, leaving – C D F E

Chorus
I’d finally found – G G (High) A G
Something true – C C A
But then toi left me here with no clue - G G (High) A G D E C D
What to do – D F G Lower G

It’s gonna take a lot to hold on
It’s gonna take a lot to love...
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I guess with me that day, I should have learned not to expect what was coming. I woke up, my side hurting like hell, but I was better. I was still lying on the stretcher, and the combination of dried blood on it and the smell of the dried blood made me feel the need to vomit. Looking up, I saw white ceiling tiles. I also saw two cold metal objects pushed into either side of my temple: guns.
    I sat up in shock and confusion and was pushed down par two people; one with spiky hair and the other looked like a mouse. Oh yeah, David and Mike. It was all coming back to me: getting...
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posted by fanfly
 Photograph par Ansel Adams
Photograph by Ansel Adams
I'm not on the way to anything great,
I'm just drifting, drifting down this road.
The dust kicking up behind me,
Just a nuage to hide my past.
My feet don't leave any footprints,
My name never graces those lips
That I'm watching from a distance,
A distance that grows greater
As I'm drifting, drifting down this road.

I'm not on the way to anything great,
I'm just hiding, hiding down in the dark.
The shadows closing in around me,
Just a blanket to smother my past.
My eyes can't see in the gloom,
My voice never breaks the silence
That I keep deep in my heart,
A cœur, coeur that grows blacker
As I'm drifting, drifting in the dark.
aléatoire story I thought up. Please rate and comment! I hope toi like it! :)


I guess that jour was just one of those days toi should have stayed accueil from school. toi should have faked an illness and lay in your lit all jour while watching TV and eating camelote, indésirable food. toi should have.
    But of course with my sparkling record of having never been absent, staying accueil that jour didn’t even occur to me as I got dressed and ready to go. To me, school was a punishment, a privilege, and a fun place. Some days I dreaded it, some I appreciated it, and some I loved it.
    That...
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posted by babina
salut guys! thanx for reading, and am sorry i was late to write this up its just because i had alot of school work to do, but now its over so i really hope to get the suivant ones out soon.

okay here is a quick recap:
As i stood there i knew i had three options of what to do then:I could walk away,which would be hard to go through all the people around us now,i could change my mind about what i was going to do/say and maybe offer to do something which wouldn't turn out so bad ou i could keep up what i wanted to do in the first place. At that point i decided to follow my instincts which wasn't a...
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