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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

He looked up and I wasn't sure, but I thought his gaze softened a little.

"Can I sit here?" I asked cautiously.
"Whatever," he said, sounding bored out of his mind.
"My name's Serena," I said.
"Shaun."

We sat in silence for the rest of lunch, I was eating nothing. The seconde the cloche, bell rang, he stood up, abruptly and left.

I was left staring in confusion at the doorway I was mostly certain he'd disappeared down.

Shaun

I didn't want to hurt her, yet I didn't want her to be sucked into my depressing world of suffering. What was I supposed to do?

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Every jour since my parents had died, I'd been forced into seeing this psychiatrist, Dr Martinez.

She never forced me into talking, and I rarely did.

I stormed into her contemporary office, slamming the door behind me.

Dr Martinez didn't say anything for a while.

"Is there something bothering you, Shaun?"

I'm not sure how, but I started talking and didn't stop.

I told her about Serena. That I didn't know what I wanted. I'd made myself vulnerable, and Dr Martinez didn't interrupt.

Once I was done, I wasn't even sitting in front of her bureau anymore. Without thinking, I had gotten up and was staring out the window.

"You've made a lot of progress, Shaun," was all that Dr Martinez said.
posted by alice_cullen_12
Day 1 of my diary
Dear Esmerelda (diary),
Death is my new favori word. Closely followed par tragedy. I made a liste of my new favori words since "He Who I Can Not Name, Because He Broke My Heart" left. Oh, all right. His name is . . . John. Oh, I want to die! Anyway, here's the list:

1. Death

2. Tragedy

3. Suicide

4. Hate

5. Nothing

6. Night

7. Darkness

8. Devil

I don't know what to do. I decided that I would wear all black. I'm going goth. He Who I Can Not Name hated goths. I like the Goth Club at my school. I never have to smile ou laugh. And we trade ways to kill ourselves every Wednesday at...
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I winded the car window down; I could smell the fresh air, it was peaceful. My name is Katelyn Peers, I’m sixteen years old and I have never met my parents. The only family member I have ever known is my brother, Sam, he is my age, his my twin and usually twins are meant to have a bond, there is no bond for us, the only reason he puts up with me is because of our father, I have never met him, but Sam has, and for some reason he has respect for the man. I used to go to Down traverser, croix academy for girls that were until I ran away a an il y a with Sam. I turned to see Sam driving the car; his long...
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“There toi are, man” a dit Marley. Opal had blood dripping from her mouth; her eyes were shining red as the shadows off the arbre darken her whole body. “Looks like we’re all done here, let’s déplacer out before they wake up” a dit Alec. Later on while Marley was lying on his bed, the same thought came across his mind, should the others know about their secret. “Marley, someone’s here for you” a dit Marley’s mum. “Hey man””It’s us”. This is Lindsay and Slone Sudiro (Lindsay 14, Slone 12) Lindsay level is higher than Opals, Slone’s is no better than Nathan’s. They are...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Tayce’s p.o.v

“Training time for Lilly” I sneered looking at the small blond. She nodded. “Let me get ready” She said. I shrugged and then turned to go, but was stopped par Hayden. “She already trained today” he informed me, I nodded. “I know, but Rebecca wants her to have plus of it” I told him, he rolled his eyes. “Why is she being such a bitch?” he asked me I laughed. “It’s Rebecca, she sees her as a threat” I told him, he tensed up. The he turned to me. “You’re not being so bad” he said, pointing out that I’m usually a bitch. “She didn’t do anything...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I woke up, still in Ethan’s arms; my face was up against his chest. I slowly moved up, Ethan noticed this, he let go of me. I got up and walked over to the cuisine table. Why was I in Ethan’s arms? But then I remembered. ‘Adam.......he’s dead’ Dawns words came to my head. I nearly fell down again, but arms caught me. “Whoa....come on” Ethan a dit pulling me back to the couch. I was now sitting on the couch, Ethan sat beside me. “How did he....?” I asked. I sounded angry but I wasn’t I just couldn’t feel anything else. “We don’t know” Ethan answered me. He was trying...
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posted by Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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posted by Pushkin319
Remember that toi want to make a good impression and that the presentation of your manuscript is the first step. When you're preparing a manuscript, whether it's an article, a short story, ou a novel, there are certain styles that make your piece stand out. toi want it to look professional—not like the large percentage of manuscripts that appear as if the writer took no care at all in the presentation.

Writers disagree on whether editors really care about the typeface and the line spacing and whether the manuscript follows a certain style ou format. Some editors don't care about these things,...
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I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, auteur Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the aléatoire House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to montrer ou indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, ou indication of something that is going to happen.

Why is foreshadowing important? I learned this lesson the hard way. In many of my first short stories—which I recommend as a medium to anyone testing the waters to see if they want to write fiction—I thought that I was being so crafty with my endings. I wrapped up the crime (or whatever) with...
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posted by emmett
Never Again

Your breath lingers on my skin
Taking over all that’s true
Wanting toi to win
I’m wondering is this a sin?
I’m beginning to fall
Now I’m losing it all

Your face I picture everywhere
Imagining toi lying here suivant to me
Not montrer how much I care
Never daring to go back to there
Every Kiss was a lie
Don’t want to admit that and say goodbye, say goodbye

Chorus:
You loved me
You belonged to me
Most nights alone
Waking to the familiar emptiness
Eating me inside
Just want to let it go and jump
Yearning to fly
Never to cry
Never again, never again

Your touch, your skin
Radiates around me
You saying...
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posted by Euri
The red glare of the feu blurs all other colors. The smoke chokes me with its sulfuric perfume. I watch from the tower as the city burns to ashes before my eyes. I want to stop it, I wish I could, but I cannot. I listen hopelessly as I hear the cries of the people, shouting, taunting.
Tears run down my cheeks. I Lost it all, the power I once had has been taken from me. I could have helped so many, but I was foolish and in my foolishness I did not realize what was transpiring under my nose, what would lead to this, the burning of once a proud city to rid it of us.
Turning from the window, I...
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posted by whitelion
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
toi were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh

i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house ou fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars

toi did'nt have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
toi a dit your chance at l’amour had past toi par
i told i'm here so dont toi cry

our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light

toi were like my juliet and i your romeo
toi l’amour me i l’amour toi thats all i need to know
no longer will toi dream of l’amour thats true
no longer will i wander my chercher has led to you
i was a normal 18 an old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( plus like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i a dit " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he a dit " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he a dit " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
posted by twilight0girl
this mois is going to be terrible.
i live in barrow alaska.this is thier mois of complete,totall darkness.also,this is when the vampires come out to feed on the helpless men,women,and children.but instead of shaking in pure fear,i'll go out and see how they act.but i'm also going out because my two brothers,isaac and marcus,are vampires too.

__________________________________________________
4 days later

i've never walked around outside during this time of month.i can hear the screaming coming from every direction.i havent seen any va,pires nor my two brothers.when i started to walke away...
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The snow is falling on this cold blistery afternoon.
    Just up ahead, in the clearing I could see a young woman gloriously and delicately skating. Skating, as if she had skated her entire life.
Suddenly, I began remembering an adventure that seemed so many moons ago.
Beyond the horizon I could see myself walking briskly toward the solid, cold ice that kept me La Reine des Neiges in silence.
I could hear the ice crackling, like pop corn, maïs soufflé being popped, beneath my shaking feet.
As I adventured onto to the ice, I felt a cold chill creep up my back that seemingly felt like a warning sign to...
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posted by Cutebutcrazy--
toi couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all toi want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
toi wish toi could help them,
through the pain,
but toi can't,
toi can only watch,
from the sky.
toi can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
toi put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
toi may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one plus thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring toi happiness and peace.
posted by Rockster
I'm écriture two novels, I know what most people think (WHY!) but i've decided to do one hand written and work upon it at school, where one of my teachers is happy to look at and talk to me about the errors that I've done. Whereas the other novel I'm working on the computer which i would like people to read it and discuss whats good and bad about it. Anyway, I've copied and pasted this novel that I've begun from an animal crossing forum and here it is.


Chapter 1: The Frowning Mirror

The heat swarmed around me, wrapping me with comfort and content. I knew that this feeling that conflicted with...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
He smirked. “Hello Sadie” he sang, I closed my eyes and then opened them again, hoping I was going blind. I heard footsteps behind me and then a loud scoff. “What’re toi doing here?” Ethan asked, I opened my mouth to answer for Adam but was interrupted. “I came here to see Sadie” he said, I sighed. Ethan looked to me and gave me a look, one I noticed he used to give to me when we were kids and I had stolen his toy. “Is this true did toi ask him to come?” Ethan asked me, I shrugged. “I don’t think so” I told him, I heard Adam laugh. “I’m so glad this amuses you!”...
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"Okay Starr your message has been put through. The council and your parents will get it in time when toi get back," Whitney says on the phone.
I sigh in relief "That's good. Thanks whitney. par the way how do toi like your new job? Councilman and messenger!" I gush
Whitney has been my friend since forever when we both finished college eight months il y a we both got different jobs. I work as a time traveller recording things from the past.
"It's great Starr! I get paid a lot. How bout you?" she asks
"Well going back is great but some of the people back then are annoying. Well I got to get to...
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((I'm combining the first and seconde chapters to make it long enough for the article. And I know my story starts slow, but please hang with me. I promise it gets plus exciting))

Stewie (my little brother) and I found a new camp last night with other runaways. This was the biggest camp we've seen so far, but it's shelter, however temporary.

There were four people already here, plus Stewie and I, so we now have a camp of 6. There's Garret, who is my age, Mary, who is 16 and the twins, Eliza and Scott.

We are very well-supplied here, and so deep off the trails I doubt anyone will find us. It's...
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We finally stopped when we reached the lake at the back of Ferntree Collage. My body was aching I hadn't run that much in so long and gosh this bag is heavy.
"I don't know if he saw us, we might not have ran far enough. So keep quiet and rest." Amber whispered
My sides ached as I breathed, but I needed to know who we were running from. Even if it killed me.
"Who...did...we...escape from?" I managed to say, though I'm surprised she heard it.
"It was Brent. I saw him coming and he looked angry"
The aching seemed to disappear as I sat up and stared into Amber's eyes.
"It was Brent?!" I whispered more...
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