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posted by Katiegirl
        It was a cold, brisk day. Nightfall was upon the horizon. I strolled down the walkway towards a baron park. The park looked as if it has been around many generations. The park benches were rusted in a distinguished color clear to the solid ground. Keeping the park in existence, the figue, fig arbre leaves filled the surroundings like a flamboyant arc en ciel decorating the park. So bright, even in nightfall a person could find away through the darken park. Suddenly, beyond the benches, figue, fig trees, a young man stood steady as if withholding his emotions from the outer parts of the world. As, he adventured in my direction his figure suddenly became visual. So visual I could see his black-laced veste flapping in the wind, wind that didn't even exist just a short few minutes ago. Were did my thoughts escape to in order to drift astray from reality? Was this intriguing male figure capturing my thoughts? Because I was Lost in translation I didn't notice where the male figure was, suddenly vanished. Now, the figure was facing me, pulling me astray from my wondering mind. His starring, bright brown eyes captured me in a peaceful trance. His wondrous, soft voice broke the trance. He a dit " Hello, young lady I've been watching toi from a far for quit some time now. Your just so beautiful I knew I had to introduce myself." At first I couldn't decipher if he was trust worthy let alone gather my thoughts together. Then, I began to remember when I first saw him from a far. How he seems to keep his emotions hidden from the world. So I seemingly should trust him give him a chance to prove his actuality. As I pondered the thoughts I noticed the handsome, willed man disappeared into the clearing. Afterwards, I realized how much the man resembled Michael Jackson. The incident later gained my attention for the reason he confronted me. We are connected through the advantage of keeping are emotions shielded from the world's surroundings. We keep our life personal. Even when we have extraordinary talents to pursue, it doesn't mean explaining our personal thoughts to the world. The incident that occurred, I keep close to my heart!! It's remembrance to always remember. Thank toi Michael for helping me to realize my true self.
posted by WildCherryWolf
Newborn

I've been with the Cullens for about a week. It's not so we'd to adapt to a vegan lifestyle. In fact, I rather enjoy it.

My name is Elle. I don't exactly recall my last name. It's Cullen now. A week ago, I was mauled par a wolf, and left to die. Luckily, the Cullens found me.

It was a warmish afternoon. The Cullens and Bella were in the forest, playing a casual game of baseball. When Emmett was running to catch the ball, he came across me, curled into my tight little ball. "CARLISLE!!" he bellowed as I remember. The rest came running. I was writhing, the pain from the attack hurt me so...
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posted by para-scence
Later, Blair got us a lot to eat. I was so thankful; I don't think I'd ever eaten that much nourriture in one sitting. She let us take showers as well. I was eager to get rid of the dirt and crap. James went to work, but Blair stays home. Jori went off to school. I was kind of fascinated with that. I wanted to ask her what it was like; I'd stopped going to school in third grade. I had no idea what middle school, let alone high school was like. And Sage had never been to school a jour in her life. Good thing Paige was such a good teacher.

"Do toi girls need anything?" Blair asked. I was pretty much...
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posted by para-scence
"We've got to tell Mom," I a dit quickly. "She'll get Matt to actually pay it this time." I hoped I was right. He would, wouldn't he? He couldn't just let his girlfriend suffer. I picked up Auburn, and Sage held my hand as the five of us set out to Matt's house.

It was dark, and I was getting really anxious. During the day, the neighborhood was fine. But during the night... it was frightening. This place turned into a battle ground; shootings everywhere. It hasn't been so bad lately. The cops got rid of most of them. But toi could never be too careful.

Matt's house was bigger than ours; it had...
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This might only work if you're familiar with the tale of Jason, the Ancient Greek hero, but who gives a crap? Haha, anyways, I was going to enter a écriture competition because I figured that it would be a good way to, well, I don't know. BUt Greece was my inspiration coz that's where I'ma going and I was looking at this Greek website that my friend Hanniekins sent me the link to and I was lire about the Heroes and stuff and I wrote, well, this.... So yeah... xD
JASON

Jason sprinted faster, pushing his muscles to the as he pumped his arms and legs. Behind him, the sounds of his pursuer...
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posted by para-scence
"No! I don't want to go!" I shrieked. My whole world was crumbling down. This couldn't be happening. I found a place where I was loved and accepted, and now I was being kicked out?

What would happen when I got home? Mother and Father would either neglect me plus than ever, ou beat me to death for "jeopardizing the family name" par running away. The thought was stupid, but I'm pretty sure that's what would happen.

"Cosette, you've been so depressed ever since Asteria left," Grandma said. "You need to go home. It's what's best for you."

"No, it's not!" I shouted. Tears were pouring down my cheeks....
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posted by para-scence
"...So there's no way you're taking Cosette accueil if she doesn't want to!" Echo shouted across the kitchen. She's been ranting for about ten minutes straight. It even frightened me. Asteria seemed surprised, but calm. That scared me too. Was she so certain I was coming accueil no matter what? Echo paused for a couple moments, trying to regain her breath. She looked at me. "You... aren't leaving, are you?" I looked at Asteria, and sighed.

"No," I a dit firmly. Asteria's eyes saddened a little bit.

"Please?" she whispered. My cœur, coeur ached at her sadness. I was stuck between her, and my life here. But...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
*NOTE* I had to change the town of Cayden's and BJ's town. Las Vegas, NM is too far away from Big Spring, TX and it didn't fit with the storyline.
It's now Carlsbad, NM.





Chapter 22


Bone walked into the police station of a small town on the border of Texas and New Mexico. He had become what he feared most…a monster. And now he was hunting down the only person that was a threat to him. He was naked except for his deer skin pants and loup pelt around his shoulders. His hair had become thick and shaggy; everywhere he went now people feared him.
You should fear me...
A young deputy greeted him, “Need...
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posted by para-scence
Ace was still at my house a week later. I'd managed to get no information from anyone on when Echo was coming back. It couldn't be much longer, right? She had to come back sometime. I began to worry. They were bound to find out why she cut herself. What would happen when she got back? Would they take her and Ace away? Would I ever see her again?

I became very lonely.

I ate lunch alone. I went accueil alone. I did everything alone at school. I had no other Friends at school; not that I was complaining. I didn't really want any other friends. Echo was the greatest friend I could ever ask for. It'd...
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posted by r260897
That big mansion continued to bother Zean. But he knew it very well how to hide it from others. “ one two three four one two three” shouted “ Bang Zhang” “ oh oh it’s the time when I look at you!!! I I forgot what I have to do… I am just going crazy…. Don’t be so lazy… now come up in my arms oh dear……” they just started with their song and Ilm came with Bang Zhang’s cupcakes ( which he tried to hide from others). “ salut toi Little Brat its my cupcake..stay there” he shouted and Ilm started running. “ I am young I can run faster than toi old man” shouted Ilm....
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posted by Skitty_Love
"Hello, master!" I greet with a positive smile and a bow. Yes. I hate to admit it but... I work at a maid cafe'! .... My name is Naomi Hanaguri. I am sixteen. My mom is really poor since shes on unemployment at the moment, so I decided to work at a Maid Cafe' to pay the bills. But it isn't any ol' cafe' , its a Gothic Lolita one. Yep, thats right. I am a lolita. Hey! Don't laugh!

I walk back towards the cuisine with the new order of fresh squeezed citron thé and a scone. My laced fingerless gloves clutch the mini clipboard. My puffy black and white corset jupe sway as I walk. "Order!" I announce...
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posted by Skitty_Love
Then Corrine fired a strong beam of light at me. I stumbled to the ground.

"Soul!" Professor Rhinestone cried and rushed to my aid. He checked my flushed face, and my burnt hands. "No... Taine! How could toi let model #002 do such a thing?!" Taine shrugged in a nervous wreck. "I-I don't know Rhinestone.. I thought everything went okay until-" Professor's eyes turned into a sharp glare. "Listen, if toi don't fix that hybrid par tomorrow, I will banish the needs of any hybrid!" Taine's eyes grew. "Rhinestone.. It was an accident!" Professor looked back at me, fainted and nearly broken. "Taine......
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posted by para-scence
The suivant morning, I couldn't bring my self to get up. It's Friday, I told myself. At least that was something to look vers l'avant, vers l’avant to, I guess. I sat up and yawned. I slid out of bed, and nudged Briar with my foot.

"Wake up," I grumbled. She blinked, groaned, and rolled over. Oh well. She'd get up sooner ou later. I went to my closet, picked out my clothes, then went to the bathroom to change. When I came back, Briar was fully awake.

"Can I borrow some clothes?" she asked. I nodded to my closet.

"Go 'head. It might be a little big on you, but I'm sure you'll find something." I went to the cuisine and,...
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posted by PenelopeWolf1
Prolog;
The Gregindorf Prophecies


"Marinsa," Whispered Yanzo Jamleaf. "Where are toi hiding?" Yanzo was looking for his friend and leader Marinsa Jackson. She had been in hiding for so long that Yanzo didnt know where she might be.
Marisa had hair so white it looked like a cloud, and eyes so green it looked like a forest. She was small but was fierce.
Yanzo was the opposite; He had black shaggy hair, blue eyes that looked like electric and was tall.
Yanzo heard a crack of leaves and a twig. He turned and saw Marinsa walking towards him.
"Hello my old friend," She a dit with a small smile.
...
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posted by para-scence
The suivant day, everyone was surprised when Andrew stopped by. Reed looked at him; distrust in his eyes. Andrew stood there awkwardly, his hands behind his back and staring at the ground.

"No offense, but..." Nikolai began.

"Why're toi here?" Reed finished.

"Uh, I wanted to invite toi guys to dinner. I thought it was the least my family and I could do," Andrew replied. Everyone was silent. I had to be the one to answer.

"Sure. Thanks," I said. He smiled. Reed looked at me like I was crazy. I ignored him.

"Great," Andrew beamed.

He left a little while later, after meaningless conversation; mostly...
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posted by Insight357
We went back to Alexander’s apartment after getting Lucy. Xander and Lucy had been sitting on the couch. He was fussing at her for running off.
    “I can’t believe toi didn’t tell me where toi were going,” Xander’s lip curled up.
    “I didn’t think toi cared! toi aren’t my damned guardian!” Lucy spat back defensively.
    “Maybe not, but I care about toi Lucy. I l’amour you,” Xander looked down. My eyes were open wide, but I pretended like I wasn’t there.
    “I-I l’amour you, too,” Xander...
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Prologue:
When I Was Thirteen



“Chase!” Carrie Flinn yelled over the roar of music. A boy who looked uncannily like her— black hair, hazel eyes and a thin nose dusted with freckles— turned around.
“What?” he yelled back. “I'm trying to listen to the concert!” Carrie rolled her eyes and leaned her arms against the cool metal bar of the small balcony. She was with her brother, Chase, at a Metallic Lights concert, the band Chase loved and Carrie detested. They had quite amazing seats on a little metal balcony that hung just above the stage, so that anybody on stage could just reach...
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posted by Insight357
    I awoke to the sound of doctors running rampant.
    “How did he near death?”
    “Why did he do it?”
    “Was it suicide?” All of these questions ran through my room. I opened my eyes, I was back in the mental institution. I looked over at my left arm. A cast ran from my wrist to my elbow. I remembered taking the meds, but I didn’t remember breaking my arm. I wonder how that happened.
    “Dr. Demidov, how are toi feeling?” A tall, thin man asked. He wore glasses, and he had...
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posted by para-scence
"Shiloh, I..." my mouth was dry, and I had no idea what to say. He smiled hopefully at me. I did l’amour him, but I'm only eighteen! "I... uh..." The door opened, and Sicily and Chance walked in. Sicily froze when she saw us; my face burning and Shiloh down on one knee. She mouthed "oops" and tip-toed out of the room, still holding Chance. I heard her giggle.

"Well...?" Shiloh prompted, thinking I'd forgotten the précédant conversation. I turned back to him, my mouth still gaping. Then, my cœur, coeur seemed to melt. I realized I loved him a lot; and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

"Yes."...
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Jason: blonde spiky hair, green eyes, wearing his favori guitare chemise for almost three days straight, and he’s a teenager, but a rather short one. He has orange braces that are spotted easily when he smiles. Jason has an arm that can oddly twist all the way around in a
perfect circle. One of the strangest things about him is a black thing in the shape of a flame on his left leg. People think it’s a poorly drawn drawing, but he was born with it, and as he got older it grew with him.

Jason was sitting par the fireplace watching the flames blow from side to side. His eyes liked to find themselves,...
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posted by Insight357
It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could toi leave her?” I managed to get the question out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. par then I figured it was too late,” Alexander a dit a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered par the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...
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