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Green Eye Blind chapter 2

posted by TheHiddenCane

Selfless acts were uncommon in her universe... all human contact she'd gotten the last few months were Japanese tourists that wanted to capture the bad side of the city on their nice little holiday, par means of escaping the shopping malls, crowded museums and crammed amusement parks that were drowning in bliss and manic happiness.
Yeah, she was the bad side of the city... she was the part that was better left unseen and little people actually saw it. Some of them actually asked for her permission! Why? What would she do? Sue them? She was a stain on the face of society, something like a pimple...

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The Powerful Word, "Because"

posted by Pushkin319

THE POWER OF BECAUSE

You're standing in a long line to pay for your groceries. Which sentence do toi think will get toi through?

1. "May I go ahead of toi please?" Put on a really sincere face.

2. "May I step ahead of toi please, because I'm really late for my doctor's appointment?"

Using the word "because" will get toi closer to 'yes' in almost any circumstance. Why? Because your request is followed par a reason, an explanation for the request. If the request is reasonable, then why not say yes?

The word refers the listener to some background, some circumstances, a framework related to the request....

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Destiny(Modified) par isabellaashley

posted by Isabellaashley

PREFACE

The woods were filled with silence and I looked around for any signs of the slayer. As I heard the leaves on the ground rustling, I turned around and there he appeared from the treetops of a nearby arbre and he gave me a sly smile which sent shivers down my spine before slowly approaching me and my cœur, coeur was pounding inside my chest. I was vulnerable as there wasn’t anyone to protect me and I knew that I was going to die here, alone. Please let this be over fast, I thought to myself.
Every step that he took towards me was another step closer to death. His long, black hair was flowing...

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Daddy

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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A Skating Adventure To Remember

posted by Katiegirl

The snow is falling on this cold blistery afternoon.
Just up ahead, in the clearing I could see a young woman gloriously and delicately skating. Skating, as if she had skated her entire life.
Suddenly, I began remembering an adventure that seemed so many moons ago.
Beyond the horizon I could see myself walking briskly toward the solid, cold ice that kept me La Reine des Neiges in silence.
I could hear the ice crackling, like pop corn, maïs soufflé being popped, beneath my shaking feet.
As I adventured onto to the ice, I felt a cold chill creep up my back that seemingly felt like a warning sign to...

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Wanting Someone - Chapter Five

posted by Lindy52

Chapter Five

When Jamie stared and was speechless the moment she saw the handsome man in the doorway, that man looked at her for a few secondes and still holding the football ball, he a dit to her with that grin of his, “So, this really your ball?” In return, Jamie didn’t answered his question, she just kept looking at him and figuring out what her mother was doing, Mac decided to be the person who will do the talking and from below, she looked up to the man and a dit to him, “Yeah, toi are holding my ball!”

After hearing that, the man looked down at Mac and when he squatted down to Mac’s...

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Trapped in my own time Chapter 7

posted by dragonrider

"So Starr what is going on?" my mom asks me when Elliot and I sit on the canapé "And who is this?" she motions to Elliot
"I'm Elliot from 2009. I'm excited to be here Mrs Makenzie I l’amour your daughter," he says
My mom raises her eyebrows "Oh wow already? Starr please explain,"
I sigh "I chose the wrong job mom. Oh sure I chose the job where it sounds the most interesting but little did I know I was working for the bad guys,"
My dad walks in with pop corn, maïs soufflé and sits down "Please start at the beginning Starr I want to hear everything," he says
I sigh "Okay so toi guys know I was in 2009 right?"
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Trapped in my own time chapter 6

posted by dragonrider

"Uh Starr aren't toi going to take me back to my own time?" Elliot asks
I glance at him "No the time travel part broke when I turned it off besides didn't toi want to stay here?" I ask
Elliot looks down "Not really but isn't there other time machines?"
"Yeah but they can't get ahold of them so they are going after me. It's good and bad. It's bad because now I can't get toi back to your own time. It's good because now they can't do those sick experiments So yeah toi and I my friend are trapped in my own time," I say
"Hey do toi think that if anybody is lire this they would laugh because...

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Chapter 3 of Trapped in my own Time

posted by dragonrider

"Okay Starr your message has been put through. The council and your parents will get it in time when toi get back," Whitney says on the phone.
I sigh in relief "That's good. Thanks whitney. par the way how do toi like your new job? Councilman and messenger!" I gush
Whitney has been my friend since forever when we both finished college eight months il y a we both got different jobs. I work as a time traveller recording things from the past.
"It's great Starr! I get paid a lot. How bout you?" she asks
"Well going back is great but some of the people back then are annoying. Well I got to get to...

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Spirit Of Stone part 3

posted by TDIlover226

Part 3
Eddie woke up on a sky scraper roof top. It was raining and he couldn't remember how he had gotten there. He was still tired, and dripping wet, but he didn't care, he curled up and went to sleep again.

"Good morning sleepy head!" Eddie woke up to see a mutant, that looked like an angel, standing over him. "Where am I?" he said. "On the haut, retour au début of a building, can't ya tell!" another voice a dit from behind him. He looked behind him to see the mutant that was dressed like a devil. "Annie, don't be mean to him, he probably doesn't have any ideal of whats going on!" a dit the angel. "So I guess...

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Gods 2: Chapter 1: Palm Springs (Sorry I deleted the other copy)

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

There’s nothing better than a nice relaxing holiday; in the beach, city ou country to meet your tastes. I had only been in the famous Palm spring for two days. And to be honest I wanted to go home, Ethan wasn’t speaking to me. Thor and Liz were all over each other. Remember that guy I ran into in the cemetery, well he’s here and talking to me, against Ethan’s wishes of course. I sat there on the fresh green grass, no not playing golf but lire ‘All the pretty girls’ a book that I needed, a bloody disgusting book with no l’amour what so ever. I closed the book and put my face in my...

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Gods: Chapter 11: Familar Faces

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I woke up in Ethan’s arms, which was plus comfortable than it should have been. I didn’t want to déplacer ou wake him, he looked peaceful and it was better when he was quite. I sighed and then saw his eye flutter. ‘Crap!’ I thought to myself, is eyes fully opened and turned to me. “Morning” he yawned, I smiled. “Morning, sleepy head” I giggled. He then signed. “Come on we have to get ready for school” he said, I moaned and got out of bed. I looked back and saw Ethan getting up. I opened my mouth to say something but was cut off par Gloria barging in. “Morning sleepy beauties’”...

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Wake up... Ch.1

posted by GWENxTRENT

"Gwen,Gwen,Gwen!" Ms.Barton a dit as I was asleep in history class."What?" I a dit when I woke up."had a nice dream?" "S-sorry Ms.Barton,it won't happen again"."let's hope not." She said. When the cloche, bell rang to go to lunch,my best friend,Marlon came up to me."What happend back there?" Marlon asked.To tell toi the truth,I've always had a crush on him.I always had a feeling he liked me back."Nothing,nothing at all,i was just dreamin." "What about?"he asked with a smile."I'm not telling you!" I a dit with a smile.When we went back to class,Ms.barton wanted to talk to me."Gwen,you have been sleeping in my class far to long". "sorry Ms.B,I havent been myslef lately." I a dit with a frown."OK,first of all,dont call me "Ms.B",and toi must go to sleep on time." She a dit with a light smile."sorry,it hared to fall a sleep in my house." well then...ther is only one thing to do...you need to,wake up..."

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Three Poems

posted by Cuddles

These are for my dad who died almost exactly 12 years ago.
I don't know if it's any good.

Untitled

I’ve been at this point many times before.
One should think it might get better.
But now, as it’s almost exactly 12 years since
That special jour
I remember
Everything
As it would have been yesterday.
That I didn’t understand
That I didn’t want to understand.
That something faded away this day…
that it did not return
until now.
But it was not my hope
It’s still there, hidden in a small corner of my cœur, coeur
Sometimes piping up
Just to abandon me again
But it didn’t leave me.
Yes…I still...

Gods: Chapter 3: Mistake

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I walked over there my very first thoughts were Thor. But it wasn’t. I walked over there and saw Ethan I opened the window. He pushed his way passed me without saying a word; he lay on my lit and started to breathe slowly. “What the...” I a dit looking at him but he didn’t even look back at me he just stayed there. I walked over and sat on the bed. “Well” I said. “Shh, I have a major headache” he a dit rubbing his temples. I smacked him on his chest and for a seconde I let it lie there and then he looked at me. “So what happened?” he a dit smiling a smug smile. “What do you...

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Ode to Joy

posted by Dearheart

Josie ran.

“Maybe I made a mistake thinking you’d understand!”

“Well maybe I made a mistake marrying you!”

She ran, not heeding the tempest that tore at her clothes nor caring where she fled to as long as it was someplace far from home. Away from the chaos of her fighting parents and the hopelessness of the choice she was faced with.

“A tumor?”

“...it’s pressing on your brain stem and growing very rapidly. If it isn’t taken care of soon, it will be life-threatening...the surgery, however, would cost toi your hearing... Permanently...”

Her cœur, coeur pounded in time with her feet;...

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Broken Dreams Chapter 1

posted by BellaSwan636

Shaun

I'm not sure why it had to be me. If I'm really honest with you, I hated myself.

I was fourteen when my parents died. I had no family left, so I became the unwanted foster kid.

I didn't want to have to think, ou care about anything. I wanted to die.

I wanted to be an inconvenience to the world. I wanted them to know how much I hated them for having their own happy lives. I shunned everyone.

I became the loner.

I look out of place, somehow. I'm the kid who's taller than the other sophomores par a head. The kid with coal black eyes.

The foster parents I was living with now tried. They tried,...

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Green Eye Blind. (New member's story)

posted by TheHiddenCane

She watched them as they moved down her street.
They never saw her, took great care in looking away before she noticed their shamelessly wide eyes were glued to her body... or, plus importantly what she embodied: this world they lived in wasn't perfect.
Her presence there seemed to pollute their pretty city and just like the odd bière can ou stray McDonalds bag, they ignored her. She wasn't stupid though... she knew she was just as much an ornament as the ribbons that decorated the streetlights at this time of year, that she in fact blended in with the rest of the pavement and she herself was...

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The Jagged Edge

posted by ToastedRabbits

Someone once told me,

"Being a writer is like being a prostitute, really. At first you're only doing it for yourself, then toi decide to tell a few friends, let them in on the action, then toi decide to let a couple strangers in, pretty soon you're welcoming the entire world."

Such a very accurate quote. When I heard this, I was at a very formal luncheon with a few kids from my journalism class in which we produced the school's newspaper: The Jagged Edge. It was an awards ceremony for individual work as well as our newspaper as a whole to be recognized. Granted, it was a local newspaper that...

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aléatoire Idea

posted by khfan12

this is aqua

“You can’t catch me!” Chavez shouted. “Yes I can!” I yelled. I started to run faster. It was a great feeling. The wind in my face. “I can’t believe that people don’t like it out here….” My thoughts were interrupted par a voice. “Aqua!” Chavez…. I ran farther into the forest and stopped dead in my tracks. A few feet away, was Chavez, being wrestled to the ground par men in black suits. “Aqua run!” Chavez yelled when he saw me. I couldn’t move. I was La Reine des Neiges with fear. One of the guys in black started to run towards me. “Run!” Chavez repeated, right before they...