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Midpoint Reversal In Screenplay par Chapman Professor Paul Joseph Gulino via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by EvanlovesAzula
 Carey Mulligan <3
Carey Mulligan <3
The Great Gatsby par F. Scott Fitzgerald.
If toi saw the movie, believe me toi need to read it for a real experience.

If toi haven't read it, make sure toi do before your time comes. If toi have, then toi know why I think it's the single greatest novel I've ever read. The symbolism and the colorful description Fitzgerald employs are like the writings of God..no joke.

For example:
"The wind had blown off, leaving a loud, bright night, with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life." (pg 20)

"The lights grow brighter as the...
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posted by AvaMarch
My name is Ace
    My name is Ace. My hair is red. My dad’s alive. My mom is dead. I’m never happy. Always sad. I cry a lot. Because I’m mad. I’m mad at her. I’m mad at him. I’d wish they’d see, how he’s been. They don’t know, how life’s at home. For me, it’s bad, police should come. Come and see, it’s just not right. My dad hits with all his might. It hurts real bad. Sometimes I wish, that it’s all gone. But then he hits. Then it’s time, that he arrives. He walks in over to our knives. He grabs those knives and looks at me, Tonight my Daddy murdered...
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posted by Pirate_4_life
Chapter three


He carefully lifted her into his arms picking up her bag and putting it over is shoulder as he carried her away from the school. He had parked his car within a decent distance of where he and his ward were having their conversation, in preparation for such an eventuality. He gently laid her across the back seat, securing her with a siège belt, resting her bag in the foot area in front of her. He then took one last scan around making sure nobody had seen what could easily have been mistaken to be a kidnapping. Satisfied no-one was around to see he took his place at the steering wheel...
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posted by cutiegirl01
“Hey Onyx!” shouted Silvia, as I was tossing my livres into my messy locker. “Onyx can toi believe it?”
     “What did toi get detentions on the first day?” I asked with enthusiasm going to lunch without tripping.
“No I’ve got a rendez-vous amoureux, date with the hottest guy in school. David Ark!” squealed Silvia.
“That’s great for you, but I wish toi got detention too.” I a dit with a sigh.
“What did toi do now?” asked Silvia.
“Nothing! All I did was chew gum then stick it in Matt Wireler’s hair.”
    As Silvia and I walked down the hall I could...
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posted by mitchie19
In a town called Millrace, there were two Japanese teenagers named Keiko and Hideki. They’ve known each other their whole lives. They’ve been faithful, loyal and kept each others secrets. But they’ve never planned of falling in love.
When midnight came, Keiko left her Grandmother’s house to meet with Hideki in the mountains.
“Come on, Hideki! You’re slower than a turtle!” Keiko halfway joked while climbing the mountain with him. “Am not,” Hideki scoffed. “I can see the view already, we’re almost there!” Keiko added excitedly. When they reached the haut, retour au début of the mountain,...
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Asia is a culture with unique taste not only for their arts, dancing, singing, theater and religion. Even each of their weddings holds different character and distinction in them. Westhill Consulting Travel and Tours brings toi Indonesian wedding culture which has been practiced through time in all wedding ceremonies in each island. Yes, even in the now industrialized capital, Jakarta, Indonesia.

Count yourself fortunate if you've had the opportunity to attend an Indonesian wedding. The fascinating wedding ceremonies and festivities give expatriates a unique opportunity to gain insight into...
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posted by DxCFan123
"Someone! Help Me! I'm Being Chased par A Vampire!"I yelled. "THAT'S NOT GONNA HELP!!!!" Yelled a vampire. The vampire, Andrew Gonzales had been tracking me down for a long time. I'm Samantha Fitzpatrick par the way. I'm 14, its 1510 right now. But I can't talk now! He's catching up!

"HELP ME!!!!!" I yelled again. I looked over my shoulder and when I looked back, I trippped on a rock and fell. I tried to get up but I hurt my ankle. Probally sprained. "Help!" I screamed. I felt a sharp pain in my neck. "Mamma! Mamma! Ma-". Everything went black.

"Mamma!" I screamed. I sat up. Where was I? Everything...
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Arlette and I walked into my own house as if I was a stranger ou something.I saw everything in a different way;in a baby form now.Like,would my huge sparkly white wooden staircase be dangerous for the "thing" that was inside of me?The fact that my house had over 15 sockets scared me ou at least scared the "thing".
"Wow Ann,I've really missed your house."Arlette took in a big breath as if she hadn't been to my house in ages.When really she came twice last week and stayed over both Friday and Saturday night.
"I'm sure it has missed toi too Lettee."
Arlette plopped on the canapé while I just stood...
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I am Izabel Louise Dasha. I like to be called Izzy cuz Izabel does not suit me. AT ALL! Ya see i was dropped on my head when i was a baby. TWICE! Then my parents got arrested for child abuse and robbing banks and old people ou something. Then my aunt took me,my two brother and sister in. She got maried a an later. (me and my siblings were about 2 when she got married.) Through the first few years of her marriage stuff was hard. She was not use to the kind of thing where toi have a kids. (Me and my siblings are quadurplets) They started to argue a lot. Sometimes they would forget to feed only...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.

He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.

I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the mur and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.

I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (2): User




It works fast like a drug, when it’s shot through my veins,

And it lights up my fire, when it reaches my brains,

Irresistible tickle, in the depths of my chest,

I dissolve into ashes, and forget all the rest.

If toi make my cœur, coeur dance, I will dance in your hand,

Give me my one desire, I’ll be at your command,

Constant rushes of sugar, swirling couleurs and light,

There’ll be no troubled sleep, for this body tonight.


This one is short and sweet, sung from the perspective of someone who's willingly being taken advantage of, as long as he gets what he wants. Hence the double meaning of the titre "User," which could refer to to an addict, ou someone literally "using" another person for their own gain.
posted by Epismatic
My brain is nowhere, my eyes are hungry,

Devouring the warm orange sky.

It slides down my throat like soup, and pools into my soul.

I skip mindlessly over the hay, with bits of straw kicked up in my stride,

Like a destructive beast, only unknowing.

My dance is like the leaves.

Red- my pace quickens into a mad, hot dash.

Orange- my footsteps slow into a rhythmic tango.

Yellow- I swirl lazily, as if lovestruck.

The couleurs of fire, burning at different tempos.

The couleurs of emotion, striking the cœur, coeur under the skin.

The couleurs of death, leaving with a few last powerful words.

Fall, without regret, having lived your best life,

And dance toward the sunset with high spirits!
posted by stellamusa101
 Suck the life of a rose.
Suck the life of a rose.
Note : Don't read this if toi hate vampires.
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Caitlin, and her friend, Amber, were partying in the night because they're invited par their friends. Amber never wondered why Caitlin wears a hat everyday to go to school, still not knowing she's the undead vampire. Amber was wondering why is everything black that Caitlin wears, plus of a goth. "Lin, let's go to the dance-floor," says Amber impatient. "You go first, toi boy-flirter," says Caitlin. "Okay," says Amber. "I'll be going outside for a while," a dit Caitlin as she walks away. Amber walked to the dance-floor....
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