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posted by 1999jacko
This story has been bugging me ever since I brainstormed it yesterday so I though might as well write it:

Alli Hanson sat bored in her Geography class, waiting for her teacher to stop droning on about world war 2 and dismiss the class, so they could finally go home. She started to scan the class trying to guess what everyone was thinking when a white boy caught her eye and she focused in on him trying to see if he would turn around and look at her.

Rick Duncan felt a pair of eyes boring into the back of his head, when the class was dismissed he stood up and turned around to see a black girl staring at him still. She smiled shyly and moved her gaze away to the window as she too stood up and packed her bag with livres and quickly moving past him, shyly saying hi to him as she past.

An heure later as she was coming accueil from her Friends house she ran into the boy she'd had her eyes own in class with a group of his Friends around him. As she past them someone stuck out his hand and started to speak to her," salut little girly toi staring at my boy earlier, just don't do it again, toi black people sicken me going after us." He pushed her to the ground and all his friends, including the boy she'd been whatching, started laugh and kick her sides, she was crying and bleeding as they left ger there. She managed to get up and hobble slowly accueil blood soaking her shorts from the scars and gashes they'd left on her side.

Rick and his Friends joked around about beating the black girl up hours after it actually happened, though Rick thought he would feel bad about doing it, but he strangely enjoyed it. And couldn't wait to do it again

sorry its short but I have to do something and anyway I introduced the 2 characters I'm going to be using as a pov for the whole book and hope toi like it
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posted by 1999jacko
toi never know what toi might write do you, toi could write about your life toi could even write a fantaisie novel but the one thing people have forgotten about for years is the Dark of Writing.
Not many know about this story all the normies know is that bad things happen all the time killings, earthquakes and tornadoes and plus but what starts them what starts anything.
That is what the Dark of écriture is it's death on the happiest jour of your life, it's l’amour when its forbidden and its a death for a new life.
But worst of all, and toi can't tell what I am about to tell toi to anyone, only the special...
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For rory2011 and all other fans who like Evanescence!!!
video
écriture
songs
break
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My name is Clarissa. Today, our neighbors suddenly moved out, and warned us of the new neighbors moving in. Something like, "Killer. Devil. Wizard." It sure sounded creepy, and I didn't want to meet my new neighbors, but my parents, being their kind selves, a dit that they had to make a fruit cake for them.
In the afternoon, when I met the woman, she a dit her name was Jainzsott. She walked a black cat. That woman must be really bad luck, I thought suspiciously. Jainzsott lived on Devil's Lane, suivant to my house. She kept her shades drawn, a dit she had two thumbs, and that she could take off...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
I stood La Reine des Neiges in the yard for what seemed like eternity, holding that piece of fabric. Could Brett have been taken par the wolves? I couldn't shake the image of Brett being dragged away par those beasts. I went back in the house and texted his cell. “Hey, u home? Where'd u go this morn?” I closed my phone and placed it on the table. The clock a dit it was only 7:00pm so I made a sandwich, mom had finally gone shopping, and sat in the cuisine listening to the wind howl. I was enjoying the peace, when my phone rang. I jumped off the chair I was seated on and ran to the living room. I scooped...
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I'm a stranger
Just walking on the crossroads,
Waiting for the sun to set,
Hoping the days could go par faster

Oh why did toi ever throw me back?
Cuz now I have to be a stranger
Just sitting on the city benches
There's no place in the world for me

Oh say it's not true,
What toi told me
I can't live on your garbage everyday
I'm not a stranger in this world

I'm not just a stranger
That no one knows
I don't wanna hide my fear anymore
These city benches are way too dusty

I'm now finding a place for me
You can't keep me inside
Locked up, sewing dresses for you
I'm truly plus than toi may think I am

I'm not a stranger...
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