écriture Article: Eternally Us (a poem)

posted by Rae-Ash

I’m so, so afraid
To montrer the real me
Will toi laugh at me?
--Call me names?
--Or just abandon me?
I don’t want to lose you
So, please say something…

Be yourself
Don’t be a fraud
And one jour you’ll see
You’re beautiful
--Wonderful
--And Amazing
It’s just a matter of time

You’re always so perfect
It must be a front
To hide the real you
Are toi ashamed
--Or could toi be embarrassed?
So, which is it?

Be myself
Don’t be someone else
And I’ll prove to you
I’m beautiful
--Intelligent
--And Amazing
Just watch and see

We’re two total opposites
Against the world
Will they snuff our light out?
--Or knock us down?
What can we do
When everyone’s against us?
So, tell me what toi think…

Be ourselves
Never live a lie
One jour we’ll montrer the world
We’re beautiful
--Courageous
--And Amazing
Watch and be dazzled

Together forever
Standing against it all
All the prejudice
--All the hate
--And all the hurt
Can’t stand a chance
Cause we are eternal

snootygirl50701 likes this

Sutelc22 great poem,i love reading peoples creative stuff.

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Nightfall #1(COMPLETE REWRITE) Chapter 9

posted by adamk

CHAPTER NINE:
On the drive back to my apartment, I cannot help but feel something is amiss. What it is, I don’t have a clue. As I continue the drive, I once plus delve into my past…
CRYSTAL FALLS: 1850
I awaken an heure later, still in pain from the sun’s rays. I feel Perry’s dried blood on my face, and find myself disgusted at what I have done. I cannot believe the situation I’ve landed myself in. About ten minutes later, Perry returns to the cave. From where I do not care, ou even want to know. I feel nothing but burning hatred and contempt for him. I still do not know what prevented...

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Nightfall #1:(COMPLETE REWRITE) Chapter Seven

posted by adamk

CHAPTER SEVEN:
I return to my apartment, and turn off the police radio, which is only reporting the incident I was involved with earlier that night. I suddenly feel tired once again, and this shocks me. As I lay back on the couch, I continue thinking of Pike, and my first night of being a vampire.
CRYSTAL FALLS: 1850
I hesitate, and then follow Perry outside. Only moments ago, I found myself full of anger, yet at the same time, worry, although not for my own sake, but for my father’s, who is still asleep in the other room. For some odd reason, I am in pain, not from my wound, which has disappeared...

The Guardian of Zamari chapter 1

posted by ITF

A shadowy figure silently brushed the silken curtains aside as she slipped through the open window and stepped into the dark chamber. Passing a small table, tableau and a bed, the renard quickly headed towards a cabinet that stood against the far wall.
Beaded necklaces hung above a oval mirror that was set in the center. Her eyes rested on a miniature strongbox half hidden behind the mirror.
Paying no heed to the deafening clatter coming from the oblivious guest downstairs, she skillfully picked the tiny lock and raised the lid. It was hard to tell what was what in the darkness, so she emptied it into...

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Annabelle (warning... this story is very depressing, does not end happy) (also very intense)

posted by CatiePotter

My name is Annabelle. I am sixteen and I am beaten.

I lived with my dad and mom in that trailor park on the edge of town between the bar and the strip of stores everyone avoids. We lived happily until my mom, Mary, died in that car crash five years ago. My dad became depressed, drinking alcohol and gambling. He was soon unemployed, so to keep the trailor I had to drop out of school. He is now a deep alcoholic and gambles with his buddies every other day.

Whenever we run out of spirits he hits me. He keeps hitting me until I go to the bar nearby and get more. This happens every two days par his...

Chapter 1 of My New Story (I Dont Have a Name Yet...)

posted by PonygirlCurtis7

My breath came out in a white, La Reine des Neiges nuage before me and smelled heavily of my mint gum. My footsteps’ sounds were wet on the sidewalk. It had rained just before I left the bookstore and, just par my luck, someone a volé, étole my car (boy, was my dad going to have a cow when he hears that…), so I had to walk all the way accueil in the wet night, all par myself. I prayed silently that I would be able to find my way because I was new in town and barely knew where everything was. I had to use a crappy GPS to find the bookstore. I was just lucky I found it.
The town was Cassidy....

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Keep Breathing, Just Keep Breathing

posted by brandonaz

Hiya! First stab at adding something I wrote to the écriture spot. This is a cliche little story inspired par the Mayday Parade song "One Man Drinking Games." commentaires would mean the world. (:

And toi swore toi saw me laughing, and I swore I saw toi smile
And the time we've spent together was meant to last us quite a while
As I take this piece of toi with me I'll carry to my grave
Knowing that for someone you're an Angel sent to save

He touched the tip of his index finger to each of the freckles that dotted her arm. He drew patterns, connecting the delicate dots into hearts and papillons and lopsided...

Super-natural chapter 1 Nowhere to hide.

posted by fiestagirl12345

Scarlet's P.O.V

I woke up feeling the rough but smooth texture of my worn down bed. I looked around tiredly yawning getting up to change I got my things and headed out. The village was mostly quiet rarely its loud. Our village was very poor. I went in the woods we were banned from going in their. I went in anyways I went alone I had no buddies at all. I was in woods shooting some arrows It was like 98 degrees out I was sweating. Their was a ant on my arm I tapped and hit my hand and shacked it when water swooshed up. I curiously tried again I moved my arm up and the water rose up. I smiled in...

manga Review:The Art of Vampire Knight

posted by ZekiYuro

Vampire Knight is one of Viz's top-selling series, and it's not hard to see why: While it's not for everyone, the l’amour triangle, Supernatural romance, and hint of forbidden l’amour are like catnip for some readers. The Art of Vampire Knight, released earlier this mois par Viz, is a beautifully produced art book that will be pure heaven to Vampire Knight junkies (but probably a bit boring for everyone else).
The book collects the full-color art that manga-ka Matsuri Hino created for the chapter openings in LaLa magazine and the tankoubon covers. Some have been published as part of the English-language...

Hehehe.... another poem.....

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?

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Broken Solitude (A very short story)

posted by Zero_Delta

I stood on the edge of the field, my sword raised to shield my eyes from the falling sun. "I'ts beautiful," I thought, staring out at the curve of the hills and the waving of the herbe and trees, the grays and browns of winter, with the slightest hint of spring green.
I notice a movement off to my left and my sword drops to my side. It is the haut, retour au début of a chariot, panier coming into view as it crested the hill. I sigh and walk back to the woods, knowing what would come next. The driver rings a signal cloche, bell viciously, clearly wanting me to stop. "Leave me alone." I mumble, I knew I should have stayed in the...

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The Wrong Place At The Wrong Time - Chapter 3

posted by Triscia95

"Aw, it's pretty close." Tyler McCarthy and Shawn Detham were standing side par side. Both held a gun in a head, but Shawn also held a machete. My hand flew up to my mouth to try to hold back a scream as I realized that the blade was dripping with blood. What if it was a friend of my ou Nick's, what if it was a teacher? I buried my face in Nick's back trying hard not to picture it.

"Tyler . . . Shawn, what the hell are toi guys doing." Both of them had grown up with Nick; they use to play together in there neighborhood. They had, at one point, all been inseparable, but high school hit and like...

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A Dark Mark and a lightning bolt scar.

posted by GryffindorGirl2

Hello all! This is a HP fan fic! I have put my OC,Jasmine,in here.She is Harry's twin sister and Draco's wife,but this is before she gets married.She has long wavy,black hair,bright,pale green eyes,and her lightning bolt scar is on the left side of her forehead.

Jasmine's POV

I lay suivant to Harry on the dead,dry herbe in the shade of the Dursley's house.The living room window was open in an attempt to cool the house,but only blew in hot air,the 4 o'clock news could be heard as our aunt and uncle watched.We were listening to hear any signs of weird happining's in 'our' world as the Dursley's called...

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Screams of the Hunted Ch.3

posted by DarkGirl23

There it was, that fuzzy warm glowing light I always had dreams about... Except this time, I knew it was for real. I was so close! But then I felt something sting into my arm, slowly filling my veins with a warm and yet stinging fluid. What was this? Suddenly I was being pulled back into the world I once knew, and once hated.
My eyes flew open and everything was blurry. For a seconde it felt like I couldn’t breathe but then I gasped and air filled my lungs. It felt like a giant brick had been lifted from my chest.
I breathed a little shakily and looked around. Standing perched before me, looking...

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Screams of the Haunted Ch.1

posted by DarkGirl23

They haunt and taunt inside the ears of their victims... Screaming words lacking of wisdom into their futures, a fortune broken in the palm of humanity’s hands. Who’s tears drip like blood from an open wound, thoughts turning and diving into the creases of their minds, creases that had remained undiscovered until now. Who, defined as a person, am I? I am the one who stands alone, all the time... So bloody and broken not bothering to understand, not bothering to see the intellect that stands before me.
I am, defined as a person, an assassin of beauty. Love’s undying grip vanishes before...

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I'm Gone [A Rhyme-less Poem]

posted by MagicUnicorns16

And within two seconds, toi had deserted me.
I stood there,
My arms open,
Waiting for you.
You did not come.
The only thing that came was hurt, anger and jealousy.
The very thought of toi was hard to comprehend;
I was scarred, inside and out.
The pain will never leave.
But I found You.
You may not be able to see,
But I feel your presence.
The very thought of You,
The very thought of toi as my best friend,
Is incomprehensible.
I stand alone no longer.
You are there.
You will never leave.
You are a spirit.
You are a wisp in the wind,
The glimmer in my eyes,
The shine of the sun.
You are the beauty of everything....

What I wish I was?What I am not ?Who will I be?part 1(Remake)

posted by Lismine

At a peaceful neighborhood of Toyko,Japan an beautiful girl's family becomes no more.While sha was out at here best friend's house for two hours.blood splattering,pain,dieing,and screaming in one house.Police was called but the line was filled.For hours this goes on the girl returns to her peaceful family to her twin brother,older sister,mother,father,and her younger brother.

When she gets her keys to the door she notice that it already opened just a crack though,she is still nervous.She cationusilly opens the door to see her younger brother have the breathe of his to say,"you know one day...

Death Wish part 1

posted by gumball789

I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my Friends were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my Friends to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My Friends have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a arbre and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. suivant thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.

Sorry for cliffhangers....

Hidden Secret: Chapter 12

posted by DxCFan123

.. my little sister Leaisl. B-B-But the image wasn't from my eyes, no. From her eyes at my... my funeral

'Sam is very peaceful, Mama. I would l’amour to be like her' I said, twirling Samantha's hair around my finger
'Lea, she's-' a dit Kevin
'She doesn't know!!' Grandma hissed back
'Know about what?'
'That Sammie is in a state of peace. To be like her, toi must disconnect from the li- I mean, outside world. Are toi willing to do this?'

Godfather loup stepped out of the shadows behind us and into the light. He stared at me with his one eye, the other bandaged. 'I-I-I am not sure. I will think about it,...

Hidden Secret: Chapter 11

posted by DxCFan123

Me and Marie stood at the edge of Skye's hospital bed. He cœur, coeur was barely beating. I was able to wash off all the blood before anyone saw me. "So tragic, huh? Well, listen, I've got someone to tell you." she said. We sat down and she stared at the ground. "I-I used to know Skye. We knew eachother in Kinder. We were great friends. I know toi two were, too. But, then, one jour she pulled a prank in me. We had to write report. Me and her picked the same thing, but she a dit it was fine and wrote mine for me. But, then, She wrote horrible, horrible things that I told her, as secrets. They caused...

Sneak Peek - Betrayal par Besties </3

posted by SueLuvsVJ101

Victoria (:

The subject of Rowan stopped the chewing of pizza and sipping of soda. Everyone at my sleepover knew I had had a HUGE crush on him for a really, really long time. Finally, someone spoke. It was my best friend, Liz. “Um, Victoria, how do toi expect this plan to work out? I mean, toi know...” Liz had always been sensitive about the boy, even though they’d ended a 2-year relationship almost 7 months ago, she still wasn’t over him. Someone else replied, par saying “Um, Liz? Hun? toi BROKE UP WITH HIM LIKE, 7 MONTHS AGO! toi really need to déplacer on.” I shifted uncomfortably. I hated when...