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posted by Vixie79
In a world of his
she unloads his gun

She and he waits for this
he releases his love

In blue and green orbs
she gives him plus and more

A million miles away
A million years girl

In a black woven chest
he digs his nails deep

She trusts in him for what he does
live in a house in the suburbs

He kisses the pain with blood and light
sleeping it off in the morning

A million miles away
A million years girl

In her world of his
she unloads his gun

In a world of his
she covers the sun

A million miles away
A million years
A million years girl
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added by irena83
Writer corner:) hi everybody! i hope you'll like the plot. let me know!! thank you!!!
In the an 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied par a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone Lost trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It a dit that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in the 101st an four guys, with the Gift, could overthrow the government...
posted by para-scence
just FYI, I noticed there's another story on fanpop called "Speechless." I just wanted readers to know that this is all my ideas, and the other one is completely its author's ideas. :)


Seven kids were killed that day.

I didn't know any of them, but that made no difference. I'd seen two of them shot. I couldn't bring myself to go back to school the suivant day. Apparently Mrs. Stueck had heard my breakdown yesterday, because she didn't wake me up for school. I stayed in lit for the rest of the day, despite my stomach growling menacingly at me.

Later that day, there was a small knock at the door....
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posted by para-scence
"What?" I squeaked. My whole world felt like it was tumbling down. This could not be happening. Heidi patted me reassuringly on the shoulder.

"Sorry, but it's true. I saw him hanging out with this one girl. Her name's Claire... toi can ask Mateo; he saw him," she a dit sadly. I shook my head, but she just nodded. "I heard him say that he was only going out with toi because he pitied you." I frowned and left, not wanting to hear more. I wasn't sure it was because of how ridiculous it was, ou if I was afraid she was right.

Finally later in the day, I saw Blake. He was talking to Mateo again. I...
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posted by para-scence
The suivant morning, I unlocked the three deadbolts on my door, and sneaked downstairs. I could hear Dad snoring from his room, and if that didn't wake him I don't know what could. Still, I walked around on my tip toes and ate breakfast super quick. I was out of the house over an heure earlier than I usually leave. Since school didn't start for about an heure and a half, I decided to just walk around. The air was cool and crisp, and I saw my breath as I exhaled. There was cold dew on the herbe and the birds began to sing quietly. It was a perfect spring morning.

I ended up at the park, the one Aubrey...
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posted by DxCFan123
We decided to camp out par a near forest with a small waterfall par it. My burnt hair from the feu was irritating me so I decided to wash my hair in the waterfall. The water was cold, but I didn't care. Bruno felt my hair. I smiled warmly. I a dit like I wasn't a helper " So, where are your parents?' He a dit " Well, after I was born, a witch a volé, étole my mother, killed her, and I have no dad. So I'm an orphan" I thought ' I wish he could tell, he wouldn't have to do this, he wouldn't have to tell me bad mermories.' " I l’amour you." a dit Bruno. " I l’amour a person for a person." 'Well, I'm not a person. Im a helper! Why can't toi tell? Im a helper! I l’amour a person for a person too! But you're not a person! But I l’amour you!'Bruno a dit he would go out to the forest to get get some food. After my hair was washed, I sat down. Why can't he tell I'm a helper? But then, I heard a scream in the woods. I could tell who it was.... Bruno.
posted by EmzLovesCheryl
School.

A bundle of laughs for the bitches in the back row, hell for the one at the front, who can hear every single rude remark that's being made about them. That person could be anyone. The class nerd, emo, the one that's not as intelligent as most, anyone that's different from the rest of the crowd, whether it be to do with interests, sexuality, weight, height, appearence etc. They're not always classified as 'different'. Sometimes it's just because someone doesn't want to be Friends with a bully, someone who wants to stand their ground and make Friends with good people. Like me.

So how come,...
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posted by bri-marie
Eh, not entirely sure where I'm going with this. Just figured I'd post what I have, and see what people think.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------It's your senior an and your standing on the sidelines of the football field. Your back is to the opposing marching band –who currently has the field -- which means you're facing the crowd. These people (all three-hundred of them) are serious about this. They aren't like the people who go to the regional competitions. No, this is state, and the people who come to watch are very serious...
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
I have this short story written down (and almost finished)already but still can't think of a titre can toi help me?


"There is a war still to come. One between us and them. Them and us. But it will end- I have seen it- there will come one savior, to fulfill one prophecy; it must be fulfilled. It will be. This is my last wish-find the savior, fulfill the prophecy." The woman's white hand fell still, the pen falling from it. Her eyes closed, never to be opened again, her last breath sounded rough and painful. A high-pitched, mournful cry was emitted from the woman sitting near her; she watched...
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posted by Fangirl99
this is a heads-up on a story im writing. its about this kid in highschool wh ogoes into this haunted house,then,she turns into a vampire,slowy,and people begin to notice. its awesome.
heres the charecters.

vanessa:vampire girl.
duncan:vampiers girls brother
kylie:vamps bfff.
susan:mean girl
katie:posse (mean girl)
ashle:same as katie
mom:vamps mom
dad:vamps dad
um:those are the main charecters. details i havent thought of yet.ok,so,now toi know.ok,bye!



gotta type more,you cn leave now.

jfgfgddfddfffff vampires rule!
posted by joe-edwardfan
 bellas dress and Converse
bellas dress and converse
Chapter 8
I was so nerves how charlie was going to react, matt squeezed my hand to comfort me charlie opened the door and gasped he was stairing at me ,not beliving it was me
-Bella?
He wasn’t sure if it was really me and then I heard billys voice from the phone
-charlie charlie are toi ok?
He didn’t respond and turned off the phone
-yeah dad its me
He staired at me again
-you look different!
-yeah two weeks does that to you.
I lied to him
-oh Bella! I missed toi so much I was so worried that I wouldn’t see toi again!
Then I took my hand out of matts and hugged him
-your cold
-yeah its freezing out...
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