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posted by Rae-Ash
I can see it now
Just how it will be
And don’t even ask how
ou what will be the key

I think of all that is lost
And can’t even bare the cost
To know they suffer
But no one will offer
A way out
ou a new place
ou even a new rout
But to stick your sorrows in a case

I leave her tonight
And don’t give thought to all in sight
Not wanting that pain
As in the ground she is lain

Before I let a single tear go
I turn away
As I sob an ‘Oh’
And say I’m okay
I can’t believe she’s gone
Leaving behind her sweat John
Without saying a single good-bye

In heartache we sigh
Not wanting to cry there
But her spirit surrounds us

We see her everywhere
Form every accueil to every bus
But we can’t ours to say good-bye
As to us everyone will lie

We fall to the ground in pain
As dirt goes in, where she was lain
And our souls say their last good-bye
posted by ZekiYuro
Immediately,Yurin decided to make a list,called:"How to punish stupid Kai for forgeting Yurin Hasana's birthday"
1.Divorce,oh no no.Yurin won't let him "fall in love" with his work conveniently.
2.Beat him when he goes home,and let him suffer all the anger of his wife.
3.Throw him away from the lit room,let him sleep with the sofa for a long long time.
4.Try not to eat the nourriture he cooks.
5.Eat outside with Akira in mornings and afternoons and evenings(Kai never wants me to eat outside,haha)
And Yurin wrote plus and plus happily....until a parcel was sent to her.
-Ah,Akira and Karen's gifts,Yahooooooooo!!!!...
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posted by Rae-Ash
I’m so, so afraid
To montrer the real me
Will toi laugh at me?
--Call me names?
--Or just abandon me?
I don’t want to lose you
So, please say something…

Be yourself
Don’t be a fraud
And one jour you’ll see
You’re beautiful
--Wonderful
--And Amazing
It’s just a matter of time

You’re always so perfect
It must be a front
To hide the real you
Are toi ashamed
--Or could toi be embarrassed?
So, which is it?

Be myself
Don’t be someone else
And I’ll prove to you
I’m beautiful
--Intelligent
--And Amazing
Just watch and see

We’re two total opposites
Against the world
Will they snuff our light out?
--Or knock us...
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posted by hgfan5602
I gave it all my strength,
All my power,
All my determination,
All my courage,
I gave it everything I got.

It meant everything to me,
Even though it might not mean anything
To you.
That's why I gave it my all.

It just seems to me
That life is all about going the hard path,
And not the easy path.
But it is obvious that the hard path
Is always the one requiring stamina, endurance,
And all of your power.

The easy path is simple,
Requiring little time,
But in the end,
Your rewards are very little,
Like the time toi gave it.

The hard path seems plus rewarding to me,
With the rewards excellent,
Even though toi have to give it
A lot of effort, and all your strength.

Being a writer requires
Going the hard path.
But I found out it is a very rewarding experience
Just a jour ago.
Cause I gave it my all.
posted by alicia386
Chadwick Prep

September 1: Kenya Welts
   "Good Morning Chadwick Cheetahs!" I chimed. "This is your host, Kenya Welts celebrating with toi on this fab Friday. One plus week until Fall Formal which starts at 5:30 so don't be late." I paused as the theme song came on. It lasted a good 30 secondes so I had time to review my lines.
   It was a pleasant feeling to have everyone watching me every morning giving them their needed news update. It made me plus populaire which is hard to believe since I'm already so popular.
   "Today's news starts with Kelly telling toi the weather for this week,...
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Well..I guess I am not realy good at écriture stories..but I l’amour doing it so I guess I can post one short story here~~~
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I knew nightmares pretty well. Those sick, little, messed-up dreams, which toi can never forget. No matter how much toi try they stuck in your head unwilling to set toi free. But I guess, I'm used to that. I had nightmares since I was a little child and some of them plus than once. After I reached the age of seven they became my seconde shadow. It was like I had an alter-ego. I became so intoverted that in the end people were afraid to touch...
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posted by Hades223
CHAPTER 1


The claustrophobia had finally set in. In this incredibaly long elevator ride to the arena where I was to battle to the death with 23 other kids, fear's cold grip latched onto my heart. Then nervousness had crept its way into my nerves, making me tingly and numb. Now finally, after spending 15 minutes in this freakin' tube, claustrophobia had clotted my mind. With all three fighting for control over me, I was curled in a ball on the floor. Some impressive tribute I turned out to be.
My name is Grazio. No last name. In fact, no last names will be uttered in this entire story, so get...
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posted by anbonie
“Nice performance!”
“Thank you, butler!”
Servant smile to Pieter and opens the door of red Ferrari. While driving no one used to speak, until Pieter say something to his butler and bodyguard:
“Did toi hear when my voice trembled? I think that was 14th song.”
“No, Sir…”
“When my father isn’t near, please call me Pieter”
“Yes, Si… I mean Pieter”
They arrived to McChink’s mansion. Servant turned engine off and ran on other site of car to open Pieter’s door, but he was too late. “I’m sorry, Sir…” a dit butler. Pieter sent him angry look: “I can open the door!...
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posted by para-scence
I'm never good enough for anyone. I'm always in someone's way. My mother, who had me at sixteen, always complains that I ruined her life. My father left before I was born. I never had any real friends; they all a dit I was too weird, ou I'm such a loser. My teachers hated me, because I could never get good grades. I could never do anything right. All my life, I've been annoying, stupid, worthless, and a waste of space. But they never even gave me a reason, so I couldn't even fix the problem. Am I too ugly? I know I'm less than average looking. My blond hair is a pretty dull color, and I never...
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posted by kingdaka44
I had no sense of time passing as I stared at the wall. I couldn't move, couldn't relax the tight ball that my body was curled into. I tried to think of how long I had stayed in this position. I guessed it had been about two months. It had been two months since I last went hunting. I had gone alone, and when I had come back I had collapsed on the floor, unable to move. I wondered vaguely why I didn't feel thirsty. Then I dismissed the thought, for I couldn't feel anything anymore. I just felt numb all over, except in the one place where I would have welcomed the numbness: my mind.
I could...
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posted by DarkGirl23
Five years later, sixteen, and the experience of it still torments me.

I suffer sleepless nights in the dark, waking up from the strangest nightmares known to man.
The site of the body still clings to me like the stench of misery. It makes me wonder, all through this time, what actually keeps the average human going?

All we are is dead in the end anyways.
I mean, It’s not exactly like people get the opportunity to really DO something with their lives anymore. Like, for example, something heroic: slaying a dragon, assassinating the one who desires to kill and rule with tyranny, ou maybe be the...
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posted by meganhartxo
i suddenly felt a sharp pain from my chest before i knew it i had fallen to the ground not knowing wat had happen to me i struggled to get up i lifted my head and was shocked to see my own mother standing before me and a sharp cuisine couteau that i had once used griped in mothers hand i was shocked i tryed to say something but couldnt i was in to much pain but i couldnt believe it the mother that gave birth to me, raise me and that i loved dearly had done this to me i suddenly felt cold and fell back to the ground i layed there watching my mother staring at me in discust i felt a pain in my...
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posted by DxCFan123
This chapter and the suivant will be very quick, for I am probably going to quit Fanpop, there's not enough things for me to do here.
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MONTH 12, 3 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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Kat's POV
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Before I went to sleep, I checked my soul book. It read

SADAO MEIWAKU
AGE: 17
TIME OF DEATH: DECEMBER 28TH, 1:10 P.M.
TO BE KILLED BY: KURO NEKO
CAUSE OF DEATH: HIT par A BUS


Tears filled my eyes. I was to kill my l’amour in 3 weeks. I was going to murder him, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was against the shinigami rules...
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posted by DxCFan123
HOKAI, so I kindaaa lied last chapter. I'll probably forget about this story in full, so I just decided to fast forward. Now, the story takes place 6 months after they met.

Sadao's POV
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I walked to the mailbox and opened it. Most of it was camelote, indésirable mail, but I noticed that one letter was strange. It was sent to Kat, but there was no return address, no name, no nothing. I shrugged it off and went back inside, taking a sip of my hot cocoa, and tried to open Kat's door, but it was locked. I realized that she wasn't awake yet, but it was only 15 minutes 'til school started....
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posted by GryffindorGirl2
Jasmine's POV

Harry and I walked to the park.The hot,dry,humid summer air blowing at out backs.My hair wipped around me,hitting my face and getting in my eyes.No sooner had I moved it away,that the wind blew it back.My sweat chemise fell around my shoulders,but I pulled it back up.The wind continued to blow,and as I listened,fell into a rythem.The sound of Harry and mine footsteps falling on the quiet rue sounded like clapping.I raised my arms to the sky and began spinning in circles as I walked.I began to sing,my voice blending with the wind and our footsteps.
"What doesn't kill toi makes...
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posted by shenelopefan
~Una amistad~

Hoy se lo iba a decir, estaba decidido. Se dirigió con paso firme hacia la casa de su amada. Debía ir de todas formas a tomar el té con ella. Igual que siempre. Era su mejor amiga. Él nunca se había enamorado así de alguien. Nunca se creyó capaz. Pero esta jovenzuela, Janice de nombre, era la más intrigante e interesante del mundo. Completamente excéntrica, rechazaba todos los protocolos y era una excelente negociante. Aun recordaba el primer día en que la vio. Él vio una mujer segura de sí misma, fuerte y delicada. Hermosa pero ruda. Tranquila pero inteligente. Estas...
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Meggan slapped herself.
"Get yourself together!"She told herself.Kylie came in, Kylie is Meggan's cat.She's only a kitten but has all her colors.She is black with white stripes.
"Oh, hi Kylie."Meggan said.She got out of lit and went into the bathroom.About ten minutes later she got out of the shower, put her clothes back on, and lied down suivant to Kylie.Kylie purred and rolled over suivant to her.Meggan petted her, she smiled at the feeling of Kylie's soft, fluffy, fur.Meggan felt a strange presence.She looked at the side of her bed, and saw Kylie, she looked at the cat she was petting, it had glowing...
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posted by Dhampires
I pull back my bow and arrow,'The white dragon.' His words running through my head like a free train.I angled directly for my target gave a sudden jerk on the bow and release .I watched as my bow shoot over three buildings, at seventy miles an hour,through the glass window-like a bullet's shot- and into the back of my target.I watched as he dropped to the floor as the blood gushed from his body,after a few moments later he went pale and started twitching montrer that my posion was taking it's toll on my victim.I smiled at my work and stood up striaght,more people crowded around the man's lifeless body.As I began my stroll back to my clan ou covenant if toi will....
posted by PotterLambert93
His name was Charlie Brown. We first got him in the fall of 1999. He was cute cocker épagneul with the color of brown and had dark eyes. For 13 years, he was a part of our family. We played with him, took him for walks, gave all the l’amour we had and so much more. He was also a ruff dog as well. Whenever people would come over he would bark at them, thinking that he was trying to protect us from danger. He would also bark at other people's chiens when we took him for walks and, he was very capable of biting badly. Despite all of that, we still loved him, and he loved us.

Around a few years ago, he...
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posted by problematic124
**Thanks for the commentaires and please don't copy**
Chapter 4
Light bills
It was a few days after the brownie incident, thankfully nobody knew who dropped the brownie but since it was on the floor the snack room was on lockdown for a few days.Today was the last jour and people were jumping down in anticipation.
And I became one of the group when I was informed of a pizza/popcorn party I was invited to.
"It's on Friday night after school bring lots of Candy and films and prepare for the worst" Tweety informed me
"The worst?"
"The weathermen say it might rain and maybe with thunder and lightning we might...
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