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posted by morganaforever
Full of excitement, Nicole and Ellie arrived at the fairground. They walked through the towering gates, expecting laughter and chatter – but everything remained quiet. No music, no noise, nothing! The place was deserted. A strong gust of wind blew, making them shiver. As they walked on, it began to get darker. Gradually, the sky turned from a bright blue to black. One par one the lights of the fairground flickered on, illuminating the black sky. As they passed par The Haunted Mine, it seemed to be inviting them to have a go. A man clad completely in black was waiting beside the entrance.

“Can we have a go, please?” Ellie asked him, fishing around in her pocket for their tokens. His eyes fixed her with a cold stare. A thin, bony hand reached out and grabbed the two tokens from her hand.
“Front cart” barked the man.
Ellie looked unsure but Nicole pulled her over to the flaking, brown cart. They clambered in and pulled the safety bar down.
Without warning, their chariot, panier rattled and rocked before speeding off through the tunnel. The two girls were having a good time until their chariot, panier abruptly stopped. At first they thought it was part of the ride but later realized it wasn’t. Ellie started shrieking whilst Nicole tried to lift the bar. Despite her frenzied attempt, it stayed firmly in place. She kept trying but only succeeded in tipping their cart.

After struggling on the ground, the bar flew up. The girls scrambled to their feet, looking around.
“If we walk on, we’re bound to come to an exit” a dit Nicole, trying to sound reassuring.
“Ok” replied Ellie, nodding.
What they didn’t realise was that they were actually walking downhill. Suddenly, a loud bang made them jump.
“I think we’re going the wrong way” Ellie began, looking at her feet.
The track had disappeared.
“Where’s the track gone?” Nicole asked her but Ellie didn’t have the faintest clue.

“I think we should walk back” Nicole decided at last.
Slowly, they began heading back the way they came, certain that they would see the track. It seemed never ending! At last they came to the path that they’d come down, but they got a shock. As they’d been walking, Ellie had tripped over what appeared to be a thin wire. And now a gate had appeared, blocking their way!
“Where did that come from?” Ellie asked, terrified.
“I don’t know, but we need to get out of here” replied Nicole.
“How though?” continued Ellie “There’s no other exit, well, I haven’t seen one, anyway.”
“There has to be!” Nicole replied, determinedly.

The girls walked back, thinking hard. Ellie glanced at her watch. It was half past nine. They’d been trapped for around half an heure and were meant to be accueil for quarter past ten.
“We need to get out of here and go home” Ellie told Nicole, who agreed.
Both of them racked their brains. Five minutes past; nothing, ten minutes; still nothing.
“I’m fed up!” Nicole burst out “I don’t know where we are ou what we’re doing here. But I’m getting out of here!”
“How do toi plan on doing that?” Ellie asked her.
Nicole just shrugged her shoulders and marched off, arms folded across her chest.
“Wait!” Ellie shouted after her, but Nicole ignored her.

All of a sudden, there was a scream. Nicole’s scream! Ellie knew that she had to save her friend but fear for her own safety stopped her. Summoning all of her courage, she hurried after Nicole, trying to calm herself. Ellie had the feeling that someone was watching her. This made her panic. When she turned a corner, a woman stood before her.

The woman had chalk-white skin, deep red lips painted even darker with lipstick and green eyes which appeared to be glowing. She was dressed all in black (like the man at the entrance) but she had fingernails as long as daggers which were painted the same crimson colour as her lips. The glowing green eyes fixed her with a piercing stare. That was when Ellie saw Nicole. She looked the same as normal except that she was completely motionless and her eyes were closed.

Ellie’s cœur, coeur thumped uncontrollably against her rib cage. Without thinking, she pushed past the woman and shook Nicole. Her eyes flickered slightly but she remained as still as a statue and as cold as stone.
“What have toi done to her?” Ellie demanded furiously, forgetting about her own safety.
“Nothing” replied the woman, trying to sound innocent
Ellie didn’t believe her. She turned to face Nicole but caught a glimpse of the woman’s hand hovering above her in the dim light. Ellie ducked and pushed the woman hard. Since she wasn’t expecting it, the woman fell backwards and banged her head against the wall. Immediately, she was knocked unconscious.

Instantly, Nicole came out of her trance. She grabbed Ellie’s arm.
“Hurry up!” she a dit “Or that woman will catch us.”
The girls ran as fast as they could until they were out in the open. The man had gone now, but the girls still felt uneasy. Looking around, Nicole and Ellie headed for the fairground gates. When they reached them they got a shock. They wouldn’t open but there were no chains ou padlocks.
“How can we get home?” asked Ellie, pushing at the gates.
“I don’t know” replied Nicole “But I don’t think that man left, he was watching us, and somehow locked the gates before we got here.”

After what seemed like an eternity, the gate swung open, after a lot of pushing and ramming themselves at them - but the ghostly man and woman were heading their way. “Hurry up!” urged Nicole, running up the road.
Ellie followed her but suddenly tripped and twisted her ankle. The man and woman were gaining on them. As Ellie got to her feet, a bony hand grabbed her wrist. It was the woman! The man caught up with her and opened his cloak. He took it off and dropped over Ellie’s head, making Ellie feel dizzy and disoriented.
“Help” she shrieked from inside the manteau but the man and woman were dragging her back to The Haunted Mine.
Nicole ran away as fast as she could, feeling guilty that Ellie had saved her and she couldn’t return the favour. But how could she risk her own life?

The suivant morning, Nicole returned to the fairground with her and Ellie’s parents.
When they reached the fairground gates there were lots of chains and padlocks and a big sign saying CLOSED. They looked inside but there was nothing there, only a big, empty field.

In the years to follow, there was absolutely no trace of Ellie ou the mysterious couple. The police had no leads in their chercher and eventually had to give up.

Even now that she was a grown woman with two children of her own and a loving husband, Nicole cannot forgive herself for not saving her best friend that night. In her waking hours and in her nightmares, she remembers Ellie screaming for help and her running for help. She was her friend’s last hope and she ran away like a coward. She will never forgive herself and she will never, ever forget. The memory haunts her and follows her like a shadow. She will never be free of the guilt. One way ou another, she’s responsible for her friend’s death ou at best disappearance.



So, what did toi think? I wrote this when I was 11, two years ago, for a school écriture club. I though I'd post it and see how toi all think it is. Please leave a small commentaire with constructive criticism.
posted by TDIlover226
It was Halloween eve and we had nothing to do.
My sister, Lee was on the computer searching for haunted places, it was a saturday night and her and her buddies we're bored and needed something to do, we were at our grandma's and she lived around alot of creepy places. She searched this cemetary that had alot of spiritual sightings. She of corse no longer believed in all that crap, she was 19. Me and my friend Vanita dared her to go there. "well" she a dit "you have ta go with me too!". Me and Vanita agreed, Vanita had been to alot of haunted places before, and he thought that he wasn't gonna...
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posted by summerfrog
OK so i was walking down the street...all alone...in the rain...not happy but not sad ether...when suddenly I ran into a magnolia tree!I don't know how I didn't see it...or why it was in the middle of the road-but it was there and when I looked at it I saw it was the biggest magnolia I had ever seen;it was absolutely GINORMOUS!it to be at least as tall as a skyscraper. I couldn't even see the top.Now what is the easiest way to get past a tree? Go around it of course! but when i looked there was a wall!Two walls!on ether side of the arbre that prevented me from passing(again,how didn't I see this before?)It was not an ordinary
mur ether,and must have taken allot of work to build because it was as tall,or taller than the tree!so I was stuck with a magnolia and two walls
what was I to do?turn back?I had come too far!so knowing this,what do toi think I did?What would toi have done?
The picture on Linda's lit side table, tableau stared at her and she had had enough. Moving quickly she pulled her covers off and was slipping her feet into her runners.
Wearing the same thing she went to lit in, black tracksuits, a white long sleeve haut, retour au début and a puma jumper, Linda left the house and made her way to the old hospital on foot.
The night was dark and shadows seemed to be following her every footsteps. The lights from the rue lamp didn't do much, only illuminating one cercle making each imagined shadow larger.
She had made it through two streets and one alley way but the constant thought...
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Dear Diary,
Yeah It's me again. I made one mistake and it's eating me inside.
Before toi ask me "Lily did toi at least try to escape?" I'm going to tell toi that I did. On the first day. It's like he knew I would. I had just gotten shot par that rayon, ray and I was feeling Sulky and then Jerald a dit something that really ticked me off.
"So yeah your room is down the hall from where we are now"
I glared at him His stupid red hair and eyes were just pulsing out at me like I'm his prize
"You planned this didn't you? How? Well I'll never know but just know this I hate you. toi killed the only living family...
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posted by XhuddyobsessedX
I look at the old photographs. It kills me to see him smile. I've only heard about him. I hear he would have loved me. I hear he was nice. I hear that he was a good dad. I hear he was an okay husband. I hear that he would have made a good grandfather. It's not fair. It kills me when my dad talks about him. My dad a dit one of his last words to him were "Dont miss me when I'm gone." Those words run through my head. jour and night and keep me up thinking of him. Why did he have to go? I pray he's okay and fine in heaven. I pretend he's still here. If only he were ... I miss him....

I guess he's just....
Hard to Let Go


Dedicated to my grandfather I miss toi ... even if I never met toi =,[


suivant journal entry coming up in few please
R&R
Thanks!!
posted by blackpanther666
Part One: Tales of Kern Age 04 Yer 00-155

Chapter One: A rather expected journey to Counquan

A young magician stomped down the shadowy path, accentuated greatly par the bright, luminescent full moon. The young man wore a vicious look on his light face; his bushy eyebrows swallowing much of the malice contained in his dark, blue-flecked eyes.
The young man’s name was Skye. He was travelling the stone-tiled road of Koren, the capital city of Argate, empire of the Blessed Ones.
Skye had been sent from the city, since the elder magicians had decided that he was too much trouble to train. Skye had...
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"Mother what's happening? I don't want to leave father." Ciara a dit getting dragged par her wrist par her mother.

"It will be all explained later, but I need toi to hide in the tunnels for now."

"Mother. NO! I want to stay with father."

"And then what? Be killed! toi see if father dies toi need to be safe. Now go." Her mother a dit as she gave her to the maid of the house.

"Make sure toi take good care of her." Her mother a dit as she turned to leave

I will protect her with my life. Your grace." The maid a dit taking Ciara down the staircase which lead to the hidden tunnels

As the maid and Ciara leave...
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posted by Xennoxxx
(trigger warning: talks about mental health and sh ideation)

Dear Society,
This is a plea
From a broken girl
In this damaged world
A girl who never had the chance
To be herself in fear of being rejected
Cast aside for not following the public norms
This is a plea
For God's sake society,
A girl's body is not a toy
A piece of material to be passed around and thrown to the ground
To be torn and beaten
Bruised black and blue- bleeding through
Her very being

A person's dreams
Are not shared to be downgraded for being
Too childish, unachievable, and unrealistic
And yet, the sky is the limit?
For God's sake society,...
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posted by AnxiousSoul
Asperger's Syndrome is a mild form of autism with a bit of learning disability. It is the same as social anxiety. People with this kind have difficulty learning academics, socializing with other people, and forming friendships.

What does it feel like to have this? You'll be sensitive to loud sounds, lack of interest in to many things, difficulty understanding sarcasm and jokes, you'll feel lonely and alone, toi see the world differently to other people, and the most overwhelming is toi feel different in the world. It is also a lifelong condition and can't be cured. But help is a guide of their life. toi will realize that those people have plus intelligence and will grow up successfully in their life. And also they have a great cœur, coeur of understanding on people's problems. They will also be kind and patient from what we are.

See the outside, and know deep the inside. There's no nothing than a reason behind.

It's better to be UNIQUE!
First off,harry potter has actual struggle and creative and developed villains while twilight centers around a girl who is completely dependent on a 2 hot guys who go to war for her and constantly abuse her.Second,harry potter has compelling storyline and fun unique characters while twilight is ALL STEREOTYPES, with the new hot shallow girl who runs a l’amour triangle and the the two guys and their Friends who fight over her.And lastly, for all toi people who say that edward is hotter than harry, cedric is hotter than edward.look at all characters,not just the main ones.peace y'all
posted by egyptprincess7
So this is my first story that I made in quite a while. So enjoy! Feel free to give me any hints on how to make it better.

    “Come on Alice! Wake up, you’re going to be late for school!” Mary, my older sister, yelled. She’s in charge of having to wake me up for school. I feel really sorry for her half the time but then again she gets to wake up earlier than me. I looked over to the door and there she still stood, her face red like a tomato. “I’m up! I’m up! Man, why do toi always have to be so loud in the morning?” I whined, annoyed that she woke me up from...
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posted by mermaidgirl1010
Crack! Snap! Crack!
Running through the woods barefoot is sooooo not fun. Because one minute toi are in the pool and the suivant toi are running for your life from who knows what. Let me start from the beginning.
One late summer jour I was getting the mail. There was a letter for me.

toi have been accepted at Burkly Spy School for boys and girls.
That was all the letter said. I didn't apply for a school, did I ?
I went to our pool to think it over and when I hopped in the pool
I saw a figure in the shadows. ''Who are you?" I screamed. When the person leaped at me I took off into the woods. I heard someone yell code red and then the person threw a punch. I recovered quickly and threw a punch. He fell to the ground a I took off again. Then I stopped when I thought no one was following me. Every thing went dark.
posted by Insight357
Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did toi think toi were going to accomplish par coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought toi wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I a dit it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...
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posted by Insight357
I went back to the motel after Lucy left. I never did figure out why she was running. suivant time I saw her I would ask…Hopefully I would see her again.
    Damien is all alone a dit a voice. I shook my head, as my hands began to shake and my cœur, coeur raced.I sat on the creaky motel bed. It was cold, and hard. I didn’t care though. I was too emotionless to care. I didn’t feel like I was apart of this world. The walls and furniture were only an illusion, and this was my hell. I had already died. Maybe if I died in hell I would be officially dead.
    Damien...
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posted by fangs286
Jacob part 1

have toi ever had a secret? the answer is probably yes. but have toi ever had a secret that toi could never tell anyone?that if toi did, it would effect thousands,billions of people? no. toi haven't. that is the weight i carry on my shoulders. it is the weight carried par people. Many people. across the world. i am one of many that are different then other people but yet the same.i wish to be what is around me. only a few are like me. i want to have a friend in this world that is like me. Someone who understands the pain and constant despair, even when i feel happy. toi are probably...
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