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posted by AuthorForPooh
This is for all the kids who are bullied par words. My teachers always say be bleacher people. Lift others up. I hope this poem gives that message to others.




toi yell at me
mean words.
They
pierce my heart.
I say its ok.
I déplacer on.
But the words
still have power.
They still hurt
me.
My friends
tell me
its a big deal,
and that I
need to tell
a teacher.
But I say im fine.
Im really not.
I want to
believe
that im fine,
I want to
believe that
it was
nothing.
But it was
something.
Words always
have power.
Enough power to
strike me
down,
ou lift
me up.
Why must
toi hurt
me?
As I weave through dark allies, trying to make my way home, everything feels wrong. It's jour time and there is crickets chirping. The moon is shining along with bright stars while the brilliant sun sleeps. Annabella was not there. This time, it wasn't Annabella and I running away from one of our idiotic but awesome stunts. I was running for a different reason. I needed to get accueil so I could cry. I needed to sit there in my crying corner and let the tears flow. I did not make it accueil in time. I collapse onto the harsh cement and burst into tears, right there in an alley.
Hours pass. I lose...
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Elena’s POV
    The night got colder as I walked further away from the Founder’s jour party. Just a few plus steps and I’ll be at the school.
    I reached the school’s front door but when I tried to open them but they wouldn’t budge. I gave up and sighed. I crossed my arm’s trying to keep warm. Looking around trying to find another way in, though the only way I knew of was the doors in the back of the school.
    I slowly walked my self to the back doors. I grabbed the frost bitten door handle and pulled it open. Once I walked...
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Hey..x
Sorry it's been so long (been on holiday and trying to like choose all my exam choices for an 10)lifes been pretty hetic but enough of my life!!! Last time I left off Nessie and jake were going to keep their baby and now we visit them 9 months later. No one actually knows what to expect but the exact being of Aimme (youll know who she is when toi read the chapter) will be discovered in the suivant chapter. Also toi would have noticed that this chapter is from Jakes point of veiw I had a fab time écriture it and I hope toi enjoy lire it eaqually as much! Thankz for lire and please...
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posted by amethyst44
 Never did I think that the person I was to face would be the beginning of a war I never wanted to get involved in.
Never did I think that the person I was to face would be the beginning of a war I never wanted to get involved in.
I sat confused and dazed, looking at the numbers that swam before my eyes. There was the dull humming the back of my mind that reminded me I done this essay with years and years of repitition, but there was no confidence in me that proved the evidence. I slumped back in my seat, tossing the pencil across the bureau and closing my eyes, drifting into a light sleep.

~~~~~~~~

The forest brimmed with vibrant lights, glowing sharply beyond the bramble of branches and approaching the lake in the background. Drinks were passed around cheerfully, and the feu roared with appreciative boldness. Dance music...
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posted by VAMPirella1997
This is a peom I wrote for a competition at my school. Tell me what toi think of it, please?


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Have toi felt the torture of hate?
Like a poisonous cloud, it will wait,
Until toi burn in the flames of fury.
Then it will creep up and incapacitate.
Alas! toi will choke, and don’t try to deny your anger.
It is too late.

Hate is like grasping a red hot coal,
Intent on throwing it at another soul,
Instead it is you, yourself, who burns,
Then your own anger shall take its toll,
You’ll bring about your every mistake and failure.
You’ll be alone.
 But I guess this is the price for not agreeing with a vampire.
But I guess this is the price for not agreeing with a vampire.
I woke up to the wailing of birds in the distance and the acrid smell of compost nearby. I couldn't see; it appeared that the night sky blended in with the darkness behind my eyelids when closed. I felt my body plastered against a marble slab that was the same length as my being, and sweat was misted against my skin. Strangely, the only way I could tell this was par leaning my head down to take a peek, realizing my skin was so white that it would be hard to tell if I had any blood at all in my body. My flesh felt numb, and shivering once brought my senses into a lighter view, but only enough...
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 "Do toi see the "Game Over"sign?
"Do you see the "Game Over"sign?
Enough is enough,right?After toi feel like toi just got punched into the stomach fifty times should be enough to let toi know that toi should stop fighting...right?When toi can literally feel your cœur, coeur ready to burst out of your chest and your soul completely crumble into pieces, pieces that travel all the way down to your toes?

You'll know when your cœur, coeur is torn...right?

Well I know that mine is,completely actually.After toi just Lost the one person toi thought toi would be with forever.After giving them so many chances,that toi ran out.Now that they're gone.....gone with your ex-best friend.After...
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Murder is always a mistake - one should never do anything one cannot talk about at dinner.


Tayce’s p.o.v

The three of us sat there watching the chick flick. I was in grossed in the storyline, Belinda was doing her homework and every time someone a dit the word love, Ruby nearly chucked. It had been three days since we had seen the protectors. Belinda sighed and put the book she was lire down. “Want to order pizza?” She asked, Ruby shrugged and I shook my head. “Why can’t we order pizza?” Belinda asked, I didn’t really want to tell the why but if toi have sisters toi understand....
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posted by joe-edwardfan
Chapter 3: school
I was running in the deep green forest when Damien caught me par my waist I tried to pull away from him trying to get help from my elements but…….nothing the elements weren’t obeying me as they used to. what the hell is wrong with me? I looked at Damien I was sure he had something to do with this he gave me a a sweet smile and said
-now toi can’t push me away HONEY
I tried to push him away then I saw a beautiful bronze haired boy with the strange golden eyes he growled and lunched himself at Damien………..

-BEEEP..BEEP..BEEP…BEEP oh I hate this alarm I think I should...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
Chapter 2: the Cullen’s
When I entered, the club my fave song was on so I went and joined the crowed and started dancing with a really cute guy he had blond hair and dark blue eyes that u could swim in them like, forever! We started talking about our past and figured out his name is tom and has two sisters. then I made one up as I did for my school and then he bought me a few dinks after an heure I found myself making out with him I really didn’t like him I just like to spend my time with someone until I break the damn curse and find the one for me, the one that will be my moon and light...
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morgan Sterns was sipping up the last drips of her coffee. She was going to need every last drop if she was going to work late enough to finish all of her reports. She had reports on all kinds of things. Serial killers, counterfeiters, asassination attempts, the liste went on and on.
Why do the FBI get handed everything, she wondered. But what she really wanted to know was why she was the one always stuck with work when most of the other agents and anaylists were just standing around telling jokes and drinking coffee. morgan got back to her siège and pushed her amande hair out of her eyes and...
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 Lasting Happiness
Lasting Happiness
She stared anxiously at the pot of water on the stove, compelling it to boil. Though the old axiom warned of its counter effect, she had long since donné up on trying to look away from the pot, unable to tear her eyes away. Tapping her foot impatiently, she began to sing quietly to herself to pass the time. It was a merry song, the one she always used to entice travelers from the road to come to her window. As she sang she only wished her tune could charm heat into the water of her pot the way it Charmed most of the passerby. The thought only seemed to bring her further impatience. The impurity...
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posted by ashesandwine
Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping me decide which POV to write...
Thanks as always to Emmett4ever for that first push in the right direction...
And thanks to everyone for lire my story:D


"Catherine's POV"


Even in the darkest night I'll find you. Life wanted our destiny to be a wave breaking in the sea, only that,nothing more... But I will not resign to that, I will not give up, we WILL meet again!


I woke early in the morning, my cœur, coeur broken into a milion little pieces. I stood there looking at the roof, not wanting to face this new day. I heard my mother call for me:
"Catherine it's time to...
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Chapter Fourteen

It wasn’t the dîner that they didn’t had before. It was very different. It was a dîner of confusion especially for the two little girls.

During the dîner of steak, mashed potatoes, and peas, Mac and Izzie watched their Mama and Mr. Sean eat their dîner in silent even through Mac saw Sean giving her mother some glimpses of his grins to Jamie to tell her that this was a great dîner she served. Hoping that Mama saw those grins that Sean saw her, the only thing she saw that her mother was just eating her dinner, drinking her Iced Tea, and wiping the messes that was on Jake’s...
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This is the other version I thought of. Honestly I like the other one better but it's good to think of two versions for a chapter. I think this version is shorter because I didn't want them to have the same dialogue.

I drag Elliot outside with such great force that he almost ran into me outside. I stop and let go with his arm
"What the hell was that all about? What is wrong with you?" I demand glaring at him
"Wrong with me? What is wrong with you?" he damands
"What do toi mean?"
"I saw toi in there drooling over serge like he was a plate of nachos,"
"Yeah so? I like him and he likes me....
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Max’s p.o.v

We saw James come in. He looked at us and rolled his eyes. “Fighting again” he asked, Billy smiled. I snickered. “Billy has a bit of a temper” I joked. I heard Billy snicker. “Both of toi need to shut up. We all need to talk” He said, Billy and I looked at one another. “What is it?’ Billy asked. James let out a deep sigh. “Living room, now” he ordered. We both nodded and went downstairs. Once we got there, all the hunters were there, but no slayers. “What’s going on?” Caleb asked. James took a siège suivant to him, we followed. “Billy and Lilly’s family...
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