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posted by para-scence
After living with the Stuek's for a couple weeks, they decided it was time for me to go to school. This gave me a whole new level of anxiety. From what I heard from the older kids at the orphanage, school is bad enough. But going to a new school, as a freshman would be hell.

"You'll have so much fun! toi can meet new people, and if toi want, toi can have your new Friends over..." Mrs. Stueck a dit cheerfully. She'd just gotten accueil from the store. She'd gotten me a bunch of new "school clothes." Thankfully, she refrained from buying anything pink.

"Thanks," I whispered. She stopped and gaped at me.

"Uh... No problem, Dear. Your welcome." I pursed my lips and nodded slowly. Then she returned to glorifying high school, when I knew it wasn't true.

The suivant day, I had to get up extra early, which I was not so thrilled about.

"Good morning, Hecate," Mr. Stueck smiled. He'd made the kids breakfast; eggs and pain grillé with orange juice. "G'head and eat before it gets cold," he a dit kindly.

"Thanks," I muttered. He smiled warmly. Amica and Amory's eyes widened. I bit my lip. If they acted like this every time I spoke, then I'd prefer to just shut up. I finished getting ready, and Mr. Stueck told everyone to get in the car. I got to sit in the front, while Amica and Amory sat in back. Amory got dropped off first, at the elementary school. Next, Amica got dropped off at middle school. Soon, Mr. Stueck pulled up in front of the high school.

"Well, here we are. Just go to the office and they'll give toi your schedule. I hope toi don't mind, but we registered toi as Fayard-Stueck..." I shrugged. "Ok, well, I'll pick toi up for school. Have a nice day." I nodded and got out, readjusting the strap of my messenger bag. I managed to find my way to the front office.

"Are toi a new student?" the secretary asked. I nodded, and she went to look through some papers. "Name please?"

"Hecate," I whispered. She leaned toward me; she hadn't heard me. "Hecate," I a dit again, my voice trembling.

"Ah, found it..." she smiled. Her eyes widened as she looked over my schedule. "Um... here toi are Miss Fayard..." she said. I took my schedule and then made a quick escape from the office. This is one of those times where I really hate what my parents did. Actually, I always hate it. But this is one of those times where I'm reminded of it.

I went to my first class, which was English. The teacher there, Mr. Ballard introduced me to the class and I took my seat.

"Aren't toi excited to be here?" he asked cheerfully. I shook my head, and the class giggled. Mr. Ballard frowned, and I cringed into my seat. I was just being honest...

After class, I was headed to math when a girl stopped me.

"Your name's Hecate?" she asked. I nodded and started to continue walking, but she stopped me again. "You live with the Stuek's, right?" I nodded again. So she remembered my last name... I was just glad that was what stuck with her. The kids my age don't generally know anything about my parents, because they weren't born when they did all those cruel things... The girl held out her hand. "Hi! I'm Chasity. I was Friends with Averil. Welcome to the school!" I hugged my livres closer to my chest, and did not try to shake her hand. She slowly pulled it back. "Um... So... toi wanna sit with my Friends and I at lunch? We'd l’amour to have you." I shrugged. "Well, if toi do, come on over! See ya!" she smiled and practically skipped away. I stood there for a while frozen, then shook my head and went off to math.

I didn't run into anyone else that wanted to talk to me for the suivant half of the day. Then lunch came, and I started to grow worried. At the orphanage, I had no problem eating par myself. The older kids would remind me though that when I started public school, I'd get picked on if I ate alone. I wasn't so sure I wanted to test their sincerity. I stood in the cafeteria with my tray, looking for a table, tableau that was barely occupied. If there wasn't that many people there, I'm sure they wouldn't mind me sitting there. It's not like I'd bother them at all.

"Hecate!" a voice called. I turned around, terrified. I'm sure no one knew me. I was ready to get beat up ou something. Lots of the older kids at the orphanage would tell horror stories to the homeschooled ones about how kids get beaten senseless all the time. But instead it was Chasity. "Wanna sit with us?" she asked. Not really, but I don't think I had a choice. I nodded and she smiled. "Great! Come on!"

I followed her across the cafeteria, to a table, tableau that had only a couple people at it.

"Sit here," she a dit excitedly. I did as she said, and my cœur, coeur picked up as the others at the table, tableau stared at me. "Guys, this is Hecate. Introduce yourselves!"

"Hi, I'm Liberty," a girl said. She had dirty blond hair and glasses. "Nice to have toi here." She looked to her side, where a boy with choppy blond hair was sitting. He wore a neon blue and green hoodie.

"Axel," he a dit in a rough voice. Chasity looked to a pair of kids that looked similar. The girl had long, spiky black hair and a couple red highlights. The boy had short spiky hair, and the tips were purple.

"That's Raven, and Crow. They're twins," Chasity said. corbeau, corneille nodded once and Raven smiled and waved.

"Our mom likes birds," Raven whispered. "In case toi couldn't tell." Axel scoffed.

"Hecate lives with the Stueck's," Chasity announced. Everyone's eyes widened, and Axel turned his gaze to the table.

"Oh," they all a dit grimly.

"How are they doing?" Liberty asked. I shrugged and nodded. "That's good," she a dit half heartedly. "...So, Axel, did toi finish the history homework?" she a dit quickly, changing the subject. Axel nodded and took it out, and Raven asked if he knew the answer to a question.

"Sorry about that," Chasity whispered. "It's been hard ever since Averil left. She was a good friend of ours." I nodded. Conversation picked up after that, to things that people enjoyed talking about. I didn't voice my opinion on anything, I just slowly picked at my lunch and listened in on a heated débats about animal abuse.

"Don't toi ever talk?" corbeau, corneille asked. Raven elbowed him in the side.

"Shut up! She's new here; she's just shy." I shrank inside myself and ducked my head. "It's ok, just ignore him," she said. "Just like I do." corbeau, corneille rolled his eyes.

Everyone was ok. Raven and corbeau, corneille seem to get on each other's nerves a lot. Liberty is the sweet and nice one; who's very aware of others' feelings. Axel is the goofball, but is also really smart. And Chasity seems to be the head of all of them. She kind of directs the conversations, but she doesn't seem to be aware of her power, and if she is, she doesn't abuse it.

Soon enough, the jour was over. Everyone met me outside and a dit goodbye. Raven hugged me, which was startling.

"Tell her parents we're so sorry," she said. She pulled away and waved, then left with her brother. Axel waved once and left his on skateboard. He ruffled Raven's hair as he passed them on the sidewalk.

"See ya," Liberty smiled before heading to her bus.

"So, did toi have a nice day?" Chasity asked. I shrugged. It could've been worse. She looked at me thoughtfully for a while. "You're not very talkative are you?" I blushed and shook my head. She had no idea... "That's ok," she smiled. "We're just glad to have toi here." A car honked. "Oops, that's my ride. See toi tomorrow, Hecate!" She patted my shoulder before running off to a car. I saw Mr. Stueck's car, and I went over and got in. Neither Amica ou Amory were there, making it even plus awkward.

"Did toi have a nice day?" he asked. I shrugged. "I saw toi with that girl. Is that Chasity?" I nodded. He was quiet for a moment, and nodded. "Wow... Haven't seen her in a long time. Well, I'm glad toi had a great day." I raised my eyebrow. I never a dit that, but ok.
posted by emmett
Lonely Girl

So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…

She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought

Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end

Her cœur, coeur is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once plus

I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place

Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do
posted by BellaSwan636
Ashleigh

We got to go the hospital. A nice lady wearing white stuff gave us lollipops, and we got to play teaparties. There was another girl there, and she was five. I wanna be five. But I'm turning four in, um, I think mommy a dit a month? I dunno. But toi have to be four before toi can be five, I think. Why can't I just skip it?

Anyways, now there is a big girl living in the guest room. She says her name is Kayla. She has shiny goldish hair. Like Jamie's mom, but with brownish stripes in it. It's long. Like if she sits down, she almost sits on it. My hair is only halfway as long.

My mommy gets...
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Chapter two: Secret Lab
The doors of the elevator swung open. The three walked in slowly curious on what was in that room.”This place is really dusty” Kylie said. She got her special clean handkerchief and dusted off an area in the dirty room. Under the clump of dirt she dusted off, was a big bright blue button. The button a dit “Lab generator”. “What’s that?” asked Alia. “Well, only one way to find out” Daniel said. He pushed the button and the room began shaking. “Whats-up-with-you-and-pushing-buttons” asked kylie as she began shaking with the room.
The room stopped shaking....
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posted by karah1999
 Willow May Rains. 15 Yrs Old!:)
Willow May Rains. 15 Yrs Old!:)
Tik Tok on the clock,but the party don't stop!!Tik Tok!"

I covered my ears so I wouldn't hear the rest of that horrible song.People must be tone deaf to actually like it.

I watch as my sister went to turn off her alarm clock.That's when I remembered. Today we were going to see that horrible band in concert because my bestfriend got tickets.My sister likes them too.The band name is Snakebite.I think they are a horrible band that are wanna be screamo/rock popstars.They suck ass.

Let me introduce myself.

I'm Willow May Rains,your regular fifteen an old girl.I l’amour screamo and rock bands.Real screamo/rock...
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posted by Rae-Ash
Do toi know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

As we wish upon the stars
For the very first time
We stand there
Like time is ours
In a world
That's speeding by

Do toi know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

So here we stand
In the wake of our dreams
Hoping and wishing
For a day
That they can come true
Hoping for a world
Where I can fit

Do toi know what it's like
To be in this world alone?
To be so different
That no one understands?

Now I sit here all alone
In a world where I just don't fit
I sit here alone
Never knowing...
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After Skipper and Katherine told the story to Kowalski and Rico, they went to theirs beds. But when penguins went inside to their HQ, they noticed Private wasn't in his bunk. The TV was turned on.
"Hello peng-you-ins" a dit a familiar voice. Penguins lookes at the TV.
"Blowhole!" a dit Skipper in angry.
"I kidnaped someone, do toi who?" asked Blowhole and he laughed evilly.
"Private..."said Skipper "If toi hurt him I'll kill toi Blowhole!"
"Oh, I'm scared" a dit Blowhole and laughed again "If toi want save him, toi must come here, alone, without your team"
"I'll came"
"But Skipper..." a dit Kowalski.
"You...
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Chapter 2
Three Months Earlier

There was not much bright where I was. Just dull, cheap lamp-light. Ya know? The cheap light that bulbs give off. Not until I stepped out into the golden hue of this evening’s sunset could I get a good picture with my eyes. I had been in a bar with my Friends or, as it’s usually called, my gang. It wasn’t a real rough bar, the one I had been in. there were a couple fights every so often, but not much. Gavin, the owner, was good about that. He didn’t want the fuzz montrer up all the time, so when he wanted a fight to stop, it stopped. He could persuade almost...
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posted by ZekiYuro
If you've learnt British English and you're travelling in the States,or if you've learnt American English and you're travelling in Britain,you'll notice some differences.An obvious difference is the accent,but most travellers find that they don't have too many problems with this.There are some grammatical differences,but they shoudn't make it difficult to understand people,or to communicate.That leaves differences in vocabulary,which can cause misunderstandings.Sometimes the difference is only the spelling,for example,in British English 'center','colour',and 'travelled',and in American English 'centre','color',and 'traveled'.But sometimes the word is completely different in British and American English,and it's good idea to be prepared.
using correct grammar will make a difference between appearing professional and educated ou uneducated and ignorant. Many people make common grammatical errors when they write and when they speak. Use these steps to avoid the most common errors and sound intelligent and well informed

Tips:

1


Make sure that verb tenses match. If the subject is present tense, then the verb must be as well. The same principle applies to past tense subjects and verbs.

2


Think about whether the subject is single ou plural. Words like don't, aren't, were, are and were belong with plural subjects. For example, "It don't...
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posted by DarkGirl23
The jour my sister died, was the jour I, myself, died as well.

She may not have knew it, but she was my hero.
I guess, however, all big sisters were kind of like that.

I remember seeing it, the body, the blood, the note she left in her own form of representation.
It was written, all across the wall, the note she left behind was in her own blood.

Hatred.
What a word, so different from hated; just a different form.
Which one am I? I should be described as both.
I hate you, and I know toi hate me too. Everyone does.
Here are my final words to you:
Pain is welcoming
Crawling down my arm so slow
Blood that leaks...
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posted by ashleigh-jadee
It was a winter’s morning when Nicola realised something strange. It was a peculiar morning, yet she didn’t understand why.
    Nicola called her mum from her bedroom, but she got no reply. She tried a seconde time, and even third time lucky. Yet Nicola still got no reply.
    Finally, after a few minutes of what was an eerie silence, she jumped out of her lit and ran across to her mum’s bedroom. She flung the door open with such force that it made a loud bang, scaring herself at first for sure.
    Nicola took a glance at the bed....
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posted by tigerseye43
Once I was finally out of the hospital I was afraid to sleep in my own apartment. Kyle asked me if I would like to sleep at his house but then I remembered that last time spent the night at kyle's house. It involved no clothes and a lotnof dirty things I don't want to mention. But I a dit yes anyways, I had nowhere to sleep.
When we got to kyle's house I remembered I had not bottom any clothes. So for pajamas I wore one of kyle's t-shirts and my unferware. For dîner we ordered pizza, delicious. After dîner I brushed my teeth and combed my hair.
I didn't knowtice when Kyle came in the bathroom....
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Simba sat me down on the floor as he pulled a chew toy out of his manteau pocket and started chewing it *squeak squeak squeak* I opened my eye's, I was hopeing it was all a dream "Mother...." I a dit as I sat up slightly, as I looked around I knew I wasn't it wasn't a dream, I looked over at Simba "....Simba" I a dit as I started cring, I grabed Simba and held him tightly, as my tears rolled down my face Simba put his arm's around "Max...." Simba replied crying a little as well, as we sat there crying over what had happen my chest started to glow again but this time it wasn't purple it was blue...
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posted by para-scence
I didn't know which way to run. One foot went this way, the other went that way. My knees faltered and locked. I fell to the ground in a mess of tears. I wanted to keep myself open, but instead I cowered in fear. I whimpered when two strong hands grabbed the tops of my arms and lifted me up to my feet. My cries came out in staggered breaths; I hyperventilated. The strong arms pulled me into a hug.

"Oh my fucking...." the voice said, but didn't finish. "Kodi, I swear if I wasn't so happy to see you, I'd kill toi right now." I peered up through my blinding tears at him. Even though I could barely...
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posted by para-scence
It was when they handed me the motel room key that I realized I was way in over my head. The place was called Big Dan's Motel. It didn't sound great, but it was only thirty dollars a night. I went to the room they had for me, and contrary to the Motel's name, the room was not. The kitchen, living room, and bedroom were crammed into one room. Maybe this is usual for a motel, but I've never been to one. Ever. The carpet was a mossy green, and the tiles in the cuisine were white squares with four black diamonds surrounding the center. The bathroom was a decent size, but it reeked. Mold was growing...
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posted by sawfan13
I began teaching him a little plus English. He knows plus words than I expected him to know, but I taught him a little more. He picks up very quickly! Howl is pretty smart for a person that has been in the wild parts of the jungle since infancy (my hypothesis, but he could have been here since a toddler ou a wee bit older) and has had no human contact what so ever (another guess from how he reacted when he first saw me)and can pick up just like that! He's also very sweet. So much sweeter than my stupid fiance' Adam. Ugh, what a dope he is! Howl isn't one. He's a sweet gentle animal loving guy...
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One date...One rendez-vous amoureux, date will not hurt me Brian thought muttering to himself inside of his dimly lit room. His room was darkened par picures of obscure creatures, that he hand drew, he is an outstanding aritist, all of his work is so detailed, if he drew a indow, with scenery behind it, you'd actually think it was one, toi might make a fool out of yourself par tring to open it ou clean it....but thats how good he was. He can't get her off his mind. Luna and Brian were about to go on there first (planned) date. Suprising, Brian, being a Demon of the Dark,was nervous. Nervous? How can I be NERVOUS?...
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posted by Angelcatz11
Jaycee's POV

I lay there besides Liana, she is sleeping, I rest my hand on her soft delicate face, she stirrs in her sleep. Her eyes flutter open and she gaze's at me.
"Mmmmm, Mommy wh-where are we?" She asks. "Texas" I reply. She looks around, blood is spattered everywhere no is around except the dead boddies. She screams stands up and starts to panic. "Li, Li Calm down!" I say calmly. "Wha-What happened!!!" I sighed, I couldnt belive she cant remember. "Were isolated in a tiny town in texas remember?????" I asked. She paused thought for a minute and shook her head.
posted by kateeuy
It was a warm night. The shadow of the full moon shone on Scarlet as she stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the sparkling water of the Atlantic Ocean. suivant to Scarlet stood a tall man with black hair and eyes that sparkled in the moonlight. She turned to her left “To toi Clyde, always know that I l’amour you” she spoke gracefully. She turned slightly to the front, facing the light of the moon.

Scarlet held her locket tight in her hand, her purple dress swayed gracefully in the cool breeze. Her eyes closed as she began to walk closer to the cliffs edge. Clyde stood still, holding their...
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posted by CullenProperty
I sit in my car, contemplating on whether ou not I should go pick up Lola. I've driven her to school everyday since I've had my driver’s license, which has only been a few weeks, but still, would it be right to leave her to fend for a new ride?
So I drive par her house and honk for five minutes straight until her dad finally comes out and tells me she rode the bus. We vowed that when the first one of us gets our drivers license, we'd never have to ride the bus ever again. I drive to school alone and think about how she could possibly deceive me like that and wonder if the best thing I could...
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