écriture Article: Broken Dreams Chapter 19

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posted by BellaSwan636

Shaun

A jour passed. I didn't hear from her. I didn't have her new cell number, I couldn't contact her.

I started the two and a half heure long drive to where she she lived.

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I knocked on her door. She didn't answer. I couldn't blame her. She probably hated me right now.

I tried the handle, and it swung open easily. Deathly quiet.

I suddenly saw a piece of paper stuck to her bedroom door. I saw my name. I ripped it of and read what was written.

Shaun,

I'm leaving. Please, please, don't tell anyone why. Pretend toi don't know. Act like I never existed.

Don't come looking for me. I want toi to finish college, and déplacer on. toi deserve happiness, which I can't ever give you, no matter how much I wish I could. And don't blame yourself. It's my fault. It's entirely my fault.

I still l’amour you, and I always will.

Serena.

toi gave me happiness, Serena. And I'll always blame myself. I a volé, étole your future. I have no reason to ever want anyone else. toi are and toi always will be my everything.

I turned around, with the letter still in my hand. I'd do whatever it took to do everything she asked of me. I owed her that much. I loved her too much.

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Just One of Those Days (part 3)

posted by tvluva49

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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Drifter~ A Poem

posted by fanfly

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.

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Just One of Those Days (part 1)

posted by tvluva49

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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TO THE FOURTH chp 2

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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The fugitive chapter3:Patrick knows

posted by sahour95

I didn't care about Patrick's complement as much as I was worried about the sad look in his eyes. What was causing it? Ema told me they loved each other and they're happy together, what would make him so sad? I had to know and decided to find out about that while I'm in their house.
One week passed for me there. And as long as Ema is to busy arranging the house and running it, as long as Patrick and I spent plus time together. He taught me how to act in front of the guests and what to talk about what not to talk about. He said: "All toi have to do is pretend that toi don't have any problems,...

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I Wish....

posted by jarik

I wish...
I could exorcise the demons in your mind
Remove the darkness from your soul
Take the pain from your
Wipe the tears from your eyes
And lessen the burden toi carry

But I live miles from you
And cannot be with you
But I can be with toi in spirit
And can only hope these words
Written from afar
Can help ease your mind and soul

Your grief and pain
Has touched me in a way
No has been able to

May toi find the peace toi seek
An the l’amour toi deserve

Your happiness is my greatest concern
And greatest joy

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One Thing(2)

posted by Cutebutcrazy--

"Mom it's for the best.I couldn't risk hruting toi ou anyone close," I say. I step on to the plane and take one last wistful look at my mom and home.
I woke to a bump.We must be landing.I couldn't beleive i slept through a 6 heure filght to Londan.
"Sweetie," a stewardess says,"are toi ready to get off."
I nod and grab my only bag.My black prada tote bag. That's all the FBI told me to bring.I stumbbnled off the plane and into the termanl.Right away I see two guys in black Suits – Avocats sur Mesure and ear peices. They saw me too. They walk toward me and stop when they reach me.
"Claire Young?" one of the tall...

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Battle:poem

posted by Cutebutcrazy--

toi go to lit happy.
toi go to lit well.
Then toi wake up sick.
You're rushed to the hospital.
You're lest with no help.
You're poked and you're prodded.
It feels like hell.
toi wish it was over.
toi wish all was swell.
Finally it's over.
All test have been run.
toi hoped for the best,
so toi can have fun.
You're stuck there for days,
before réponses come.
They say toi have cancer,
toi have to stay.
Days turn to weeks.
There toi lay.
Misery comes with each passing day.
Hate comes in every way.
Now toi wake up,
days after chemo.
Your hair lies around you.
No comfort toi find.
toi can only hope.
Each jour brings tears.
toi fight with your hardest,
but it wasn't enough.
In the end toi lost.
But toi learned alot more.
toi know toi helpd others.
toi settled the score.

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Wanting Someone - Chapter Seven

posted by Lindy52

Chapter Seven

The suivant day, on a Monday morning, it had been very good between Jamie and Michael. For the first time in weeks, Michael had slept fully on the same lit as Jamie, putting his arms around her to keep her warm but sadly, it had ended about two hours ago, around six when Michael got up and got himself ready par going to the bathroom and getting himself all clean and nice before leaving the house but he did one plus thing before he went to the bathroom.

After waking up, he turned to his wife who was sleeping very peacefully with the sheets around her and to tell his wife that he loves...

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The Two Sides Of Me/Three Parts of Me

posted by VampirePrinsess

The Two Sides of Me
Nobody knows it but there is a canyon in me
It splits me in two
Across the gap stretches a rope that is starting to unwind
And separates the sides of me
On one side there is the child me
She created a world where pain never existed
She is perfect
Time has never touched her
Shes sweet and innocent
She will never grow up
She will always remain a child
She will never learn that the world is a harsh place
She wears a tiara and a pretty rose party dress
She will always be playing thé party with her Babies
She sits in the middle of a friendly forest
She is surrounded par her family and friends...

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TO THE FOURTH

posted by babina

hey! everyone who is kind enough to read my story! this is my first time so please commentaire and tell what toi think about it.thank u! hope toi like it!

I was walking down the hallway, going to my third class and grateful for all the posters they had put up for the upcoming dance because now no one noticed me as i sneaked through the kids in the hall to my class. Usually i and a few other kids,"the outsiders" they called us, were the aim of all the bulling which was so bad this an because of the new gang in the school"the Qsix". The school was bad enough without them, but when they came things...

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& Darkly

posted by BuffyFaithFan1

DEAD & DARKLY
A LILLY BARKLY NOVEL!
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CHAPTER ONE...
I walked into my room, and fell onto my bed. My face was covered with sweat, and I was pooped! The clothes that are on me now are clinging to my body. It disgusts me, but that's what toi get when toi work at a bar and grill. I'm the cook at the bar and grill I work at.
It's called Laffyette's Bar & Grill. But that doesn't matter right now! What does, is how bad I look and smell. I got up, took the clip out of my hair, and grabbed a tank haut, retour au début and some shorts. I went into the bathroom and...

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Chapter 2 Trapped in my own time

posted by dragonrider

I storm out of the classroom quickly and plop myself at the couple of feet away from the class room.
I shouldn't let my temper get the best of me. I almost exposed myself to those fools. It's a good thing that I a dit probably in those sentences. I should be careful on what I say in there.
I hear a footstep and look up to see one of the most annoying human being on the planet Elliot. I glare and put my head down.
Elliot sits down across from me. His pale hands reach for my hands.
"Hey Starr what are doing out here?" he asks in his nosey way
I look up and stare and his pimple covered pale white...

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Spirit of Stone part 2

posted by TDIlover226

part 2
Eddie walked to school, he didn't feal like going though, he was still mad about what Vincent did. He didn't see Vincent in the lunch room, he just sat there, spaced out in his own world. "Dude, dude, what the heck is wrong with you!" Eddie went out of his little trance to find his friend, Tyler Simmons poking him in the head with a spork. "Nothing's wrong, Tyler" a dit Eddie, "I just have alot on my mind". "What's up then?" asked Tyler. "You'd never beleive me!". "what is it!".
Eddie told Tyler what had happened the night before, sparing no details. "well, I'll tell toi what happened to...

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Chapter 1, Camp & Chapter 2, First jour

posted by AnnabethChase

((I'm combining the first and seconde chapters to make it long enough for the article. And I know my story starts slow, but please hang with me. I promise it gets plus exciting))

Stewie (my little brother) and I found a new camp last night with other runaways. This was the biggest camp we've seen so far, but it's shelter, however temporary.

There were four people already here, plus Stewie and I, so we now have a camp of 6. There's Garret, who is my age, Mary, who is 16 and the twins, Eliza and Scott.

We are very well-supplied here, and so deep off the trails I doubt anyone will find us. It's...

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Gods: Chapter 13: Hello's and Goodbyes

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I looked up now. “What did toi say?” I asked. He opened his mouth to form the same words but I stopped him. “Oh god” I said, he laughed. “Yeah, that wasn’t what I was hoping for” he said. I didn’t smile. “You can’t” I said, he rolled his eyes. “But I do” he answered me. I then let go of his chest. “Ethan” I said, he came closer. “I know toi have strong feelings for him” he said. I nodded. “And I know toi don’t have those same feelings” he said, I nodded. I turned away. “I need to go” I said.

If I could run faster in this cold I would. I walked as fast...

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It's not what it seems-chapter one

posted by liissaaxx

I stopped in place, there he was, my dream guy just standing meters away. He doesn't know my name, he doesn't know I exist but I couldn't help myself. I started vers l'avant, vers l’avant my eyes locked on him. We were a metre apart when suddenly he was gone. He just disappeared leaving a puddle of dust. I couldn't believe it we were so close to being together and then right before my eyes he vanished into a puddle. I covered the remaining metre and bent down. Slowly I reached out, my hand brushed the dust lightly. It was so soft and smooth, like the beautiful sand on a clear beach.
I was mesmerized par it. It...