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Mechanicle Pencil's

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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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It's not what it seems-chapter two

posted by liissaaxx

We finally stopped when we reached the lake at the back of Ferntree Collage. My body was aching I hadn't run that much in so long and gosh this bag is heavy.
"I don't know if he saw us, we might not have ran far enough. So keep quiet and rest." Amber whispered
My sides ached as I breathed, but I needed to know who we were running from. Even if it killed me.
"Who...did...we...escape from?" I managed to say, though I'm surprised she heard it.
"It was Brent. I saw him coming and he looked angry"
The aching seemed to disappear as I sat up and stared into Amber's eyes.
"It was Brent?!" I whispered more...

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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...

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Death. My new favori word.

posted by alice_cullen_12

Day 1 of my diary
Dear Esmerelda (diary),
Death is my new favori word. Closely followed par tragedy. I made a liste of my new favori words since "He Who I Can Not Name, Because He Broke My Heart" left. Oh, all right. His name is . . . John. Oh, I want to die! Anyway, here's the list:

1. Death

2. Tragedy

3. Suicide

4. Hate

5. Nothing

6. Night

7. Darkness

8. Devil

I don't know what to do. I decided that I would wear all black. I'm going goth. He Who I Can Not Name hated goths. I like the Goth Club at my school. I never have to smile ou laugh. And we trade ways to kill ourselves every Wednesday at...

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Never Again : A song

posted by emmett

Never Again

Your breath lingers on my skin
Taking over all that’s true
Wanting toi to win
I’m wondering is this a sin?
I’m beginning to fall
Now I’m losing it all

Your face I picture everywhere
Imagining toi lying here suivant to me
Not montrer how much I care
Never daring to go back to there
Every Kiss was a lie
Don’t want to admit that and say goodbye, say goodbye

Chorus:
You loved me
You belonged to me
Most nights alone
Waking to the familiar emptiness
Eating me inside
Just want to let it go and jump
Yearning to fly
Never to cry
Never again, never again

Your touch, your skin
Radiates around me
You saying...

Will it be worth watching

posted by CheeryDavis

Death? a 5 letter word with so much meaning and so much finality! there is nothing good about death so many have gone before there time, so many die with there whole lives ahead of them. death to me is like a theif in the night. they take what they want and then when morning comes ur left to deal with the repercuussions. thats a lot like death people die and are taken away so suddenly and u r the one left to deal with it all, with ur grief and ur lonliness. the feeling of loss, devestation, and overwhelming sadness. Ur left to try to make since of ur world. i think when people die that's when...

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The piano And The Coffee

posted by Chandlerfan

I posté this in the House MD Fanfiction spot, and it was quite well received, so I thought I'd post it here too. Any comments/criticisms are welcome.
I hope toi like it!

A lonely man sits at home; long, gracious fingers teasing beautiful musique out of a piano. The piano knows what no one else knows: his feelings which the piano lets loose every time he plays, yet failing to let anyone know about them; musique without lyrics.

A lonely woman sits in a cafe, nursing a hot cup of coffee, as if she were looking deep into its soul and letting her feelings flow from her to the coffee; she could trust...

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poésie Journal

posted by jarik

Here's some conseil for all toi budding poets out there. Start a poésie journal and start écriture a poem everyday.

To get started all toi need is a notebook and a pencil. Everytime you're inspired par something you've experienced write it down while it's still fresh in your mind.

You'll find that a lot of what you've written is rubbish but that does not matter. What matter is you're getting into the habit of écriture on a regular basis and par doing that your skills as a poet will improve with the practice toi will get par keeping a poésie journal.

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Dream

posted by rpattz_21

Teary-eyed I stared at his angelic face
A dream this can only be.
For I Lost him year's before.
But here he stands gently smiling.
I lay a hand to my cœur, coeur to steady it.
Trying to clear my mind I close my eyes,
And slowly chant only a dream...
Something touched my face lightly.
Opening fast my eyes find his hand.
My hand ever so quickly goes to
his, and feels his hot skin under mine.
I started to speak but his fingers came over my mouth.
I smell that soft smell
that could only belong to him.
As I started grasping the idea of him
being real, he suddenly disappears.
My eyes quickly open with tears falling fast.
It was only a dream..........

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Monty python Talks About... écriture

added by fanfly

Just an interesting look at different écriture methods.

video

écriture

script

monty python

john cleese

michael palin

eric idle

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Divorce it should be a cuss word Pt. 2

posted by iluvtheshow

I woke up that morning exhausted and numb. I had no idea where I was, and for a divisé, split seconde I panicked. Then, like floodgates opening, it all came back. The hurt, the tears, the anger; my newest scar. Suddenly I had an idea. What if this was all just a terrible nightmare? What if Lyn was waiting for me in the cuisine like always? I hurried out of bad, pausing to only make sure I was decent for my cousins. I stepped out of the room onto the cold tile. The house had an eerie morning silence, so with every step I took I hesitated. I hadn't prayed in a long time but I did then. "Please, pretty...