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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

I sat with Tia and her friends, but I could feel Shaun's stare.

After school, I was in a hurry to get in my car, so I didn't see him coming as I fumbled for my keys.

"Serena, how strongly are toi opposed to seeing a movie with me this weekend?" he asked.

I looked up, at first not believing what I was hearing. I was aware that it was Thursday. Very aware.

"Unopposed," I said, so happy. Inexplicably happy, as I met his eyes. They weren't black, just a very dark brown.

"I'll pick toi up," he said.

"Come to this address," I said, scrawling my rue and house number on a piece of paper my hands had reached when I was searching for my elusive car keys. I added my number, saying,"and here's my number."

I was so incredibly happy as I handed him the piece of paper.

"Here's mine," he a dit softly, écriture his own number down on the other half of the paper, tearing it and handing me the half he'd written on.

Tia

She'd a dit yes!

I was waiting in my car "conveniently" parked three down from Serena's.

And it was all thanks to me.

It was turning out to be a better jour than I hoped for.

I smiled smugly to myself as I pulled out of the parking space.
There’s nothing better than a nice relaxing holiday; in the beach, city ou country to meet your tastes. I had only been in the famous Palm spring for two days. And to be honest I wanted to go home, Ethan wasn’t speaking to me. Thor and Liz were all over each other. Remember that guy I ran into in the cemetery, well he’s here and talking to me, against Ethan’s wishes of course. I sat there on the fresh green grass, no not playing golf but lire ‘All the pretty girls’ a book that I needed, a bloody disgusting book with no l’amour what so ever. I closed the book and put my face in my...
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posted by GWENxTRENT
"Gwen,Gwen,Gwen!" Ms.Barton a dit as I was asleep in history class."What?" I a dit when I woke up."had a nice dream?" "S-sorry Ms.Barton,it won't happen again"."let's hope not." She said. When the cloche, bell rang to go to lunch,my best friend,Marlon came up to me."What happend back there?" Marlon asked.To tell toi the truth,I've always had a crush on him.I always had a feeling he liked me back."Nothing,nothing at all,i was just dreamin." "What about?"he asked with a smile."I'm not telling you!" I a dit with a smile.When we went back to class,Ms.barton wanted to talk to me."Gwen,you have been sleeping in my class far to long". "sorry Ms.B,I havent been myslef lately." I a dit with a frown."OK,first of all,dont call me "Ms.B",and toi must go to sleep on time." She a dit with a light smile."sorry,it hared to fall a sleep in my house." well then...ther is only one thing to do...you need to,wake up..."
posted by Cuddles
These are for my dad who died almost exactly 12 years ago.
I don't know if it's any good.


Untitled

I’ve been at this point many times before.
One should think it might get better.
But now, as it’s almost exactly 12 years since
That special jour
I remember
Everything
As it would have been yesterday.
That I didn’t understand
That I didn’t want to understand.
That something faded away this day…
that it did not return
until now.
But it was not my hope
It’s still there, hidden in a small corner of my cœur, coeur
Sometimes piping up
Just to abandon me again
But it didn’t leave me.
Yes…I still...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I walked over there my very first thoughts were Thor. But it wasn’t. I walked over there and saw Ethan I opened the window. He pushed his way passed me without saying a word; he lay on my lit and started to breathe slowly. “What the...” I a dit looking at him but he didn’t even look back at me he just stayed there. I walked over and sat on the bed. “Well” I said. “Shh, I have a major headache” he a dit rubbing his temples. I smacked him on his chest and for a seconde I let it lie there and then he looked at me. “So what happened?” he a dit smiling a smug smile. “What do you...
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posted by Dearheart
Josie ran.

“Maybe I made a mistake thinking you’d understand!”

“Well maybe I made a mistake
marrying you!”

She ran, not heeding the tempest that tore at her clothes nor caring where she fled to as long as it was someplace far from home. Away from the chaos of her fighting parents and the hopelessness of the choice she was faced with.

“A tumor?”

“...it’s pressing on your brain stem and growing very rapidly. If it isn’t taken care of soon, it will be life-threatening...the surgery, however, would cost toi your hearing... Permanently...”


Her cœur, coeur pounded in time with her feet;...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

I'm not sure why it had to be me. If I'm really honest with you, I hated myself.

I was fourteen when my parents died. I had no family left, so I became the unwanted foster kid.

I didn't want to have to think, ou care about anything. I wanted to die.

I wanted to be an inconvenience to the world. I wanted them to know how much I hated them for having their own happy lives. I shunned everyone.

I became the loner.

I look out of place, somehow. I'm the kid who's taller than the other sophomores par a head. The kid with coal black eyes.

The foster parents I was living with now tried. They tried,...
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posted by ToastedRabbits
Someone once told me,

"Being a writer is like being a prostitute, really. At first you're only doing it for yourself, then toi decide to tell a few friends, let them in on the action, then toi decide to let a couple strangers in, pretty soon you're welcoming the entire world."

Such a very accurate quote. When I heard this, I was at a very formal luncheon with a few kids from my journalism class in which we produced the school's newspaper: The Jagged Edge. It was an awards ceremony for individual work as well as our newspaper as a whole to be recognized. Granted, it was a local newspaper that...
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posted by khfan12
 this is aqua
this is aqua
“You can’t catch me!” Chavez shouted. “Yes I can!” I yelled. I started to run faster. It was a great feeling. The wind in my face. “I can’t believe that people don’t like it out here….” My thoughts were interrupted par a voice. “Aqua!” Chavez…. I ran farther into the forest and stopped dead in my tracks. A few feet away, was Chavez, being wrestled to the ground par men in black suits. “Aqua run!” Chavez yelled when he saw me. I couldn’t move. I was La Reine des Neiges with fear. One of the guys in black started to run towards me. “Run!” Chavez repeated, right before they...
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posted by A_Sirens_Call
A sirens call

CHAPTER ONE::: Shyness

It is the first jour back, I really did not think of anything interesting happening, it was all new and strange after the holidays nothing would surprise me. Our little group of six did not have any specific relations towards outsiders we tried to keep contact with the human race to a minimum considering we are no longer human. After that experiment from the mad scientist - Doctor John Hallwain – trying to clone us making marginal errors then tried a different experiment but that is all I know and that was gathered par Annabelle who could read minds and was...
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posted by fanfly
 Artwork par me
Artwork by me
Who are toi to judge?
Sitting right where toi are
toi have no claim on me

I know my own path
I am my own guide
toi are nothing to me
No matter how toi try

What do toi care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you

I know my own path
I am my own guide
toi don't know me
No matter how toi try

Why are toi here?
toi know I don't want you
I told toi to leave me

I am my own path
I know my own guide
toi can't mold me
No matter how toi try





Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. MDR Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
All the houses were the same. All rather big but looked smaller to me now that I’d grown and extra foot. I closed my eyes and tried to think of my liste reasons why I would want to come back here, to the place that swallowed my childhood in one bite. “New around here, Ma’am?” The casquette, cap driver asked I looked up to the elderly man, his lazy eyes twitched. “No, I grew up here” I told him, he nodded and smiled, his yellow teeth shining. “Right...I thought toi looked familiar” He admitted, I looked down at my now shaking cold hands. “You’re Cybil Jones” he said, looking rather...
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Chapter Nine

Jamie officially had nothing to wear. Even through that there were many pieces of clothes to choose from the closet that she shares with Michael, there was nothing that could impresses Sean who looked like the guy who doesn’t cares what toi wear but he does want toi to have some lunch with him but it was making Jamie nervous as hell.

Looking through the closet for the fourth time while Jake was sitting on the bed, playing with his toy and being his mother’s fashion expert which he had no experience on unless he had spitted on your unattractive clothes after nursing him, Jamie...
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posted by brooki
Hi. My name is Epira, but Epi for short,and I'm 15. I go to a school in the rural South Carolina area, with only 14 people in my class. I have a lot of Friends who get themselves into a lot of trouble. Awsome family, and wonderful life. School starts back today, so it will be the first jour I've seen my Friends in a while!

"Epi!", squealed Kae,who is my bestest of all best friends. We have a lot in common, and l’amour each other like sisters. She has the coolest family and cutest little sister toi ever did see, Mackie. She was the only person I constantly talked to over the summer; I went over to...
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Narrator: Macbeth slowly entered the crept room were Duncan was sleeping soundly. Macbeth quietly began to reach for his sharpened dagger. Macbeth pondered many thoughts regarding the demise of Duncan, but never to this degree. Now, the time had come to fulfill the quest to be crowned king. Duncan suddenly returns to reality. Visualizing Macbeth par his bedside withholding a dagger pointed at his wretched chest. Would this mean the end of Macbeth’s planned tragedy ou the end of Duncan’s existence?
Duncan: Cousin, why hast thou forsaken me?
Macbeth: Forsaken you? Thou hast forsaken me. Thou...
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posted by dragonrider
Ugh she's been crying all day! I'm sick of it thought one of Alex's sisters Janet
Janet was the middle child and felt she never got attention. She was never a sensitive child. She never had a close relationship with Alex. Janet was five feet one with blond curly hair with ocean blue eyes. She had on a wavy blue faded dress with a few rips in it.
Janet looked at her hysterical mother. She hated to see her mother cry " Mother stop crying! I'm sure Alex is fine!" she shouted to her hysterical mother
The grandmother in the corner of the cabine near the closed window stood up suddenly "Your daughter...
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posted by TDIlover226
Annie & Ann, The spirits of the devil and and an angel part 1.

It all started out in a little town in missouri, it was surrounded par small hills and cornfields and from it toi could see the beautiful horrizon and watch the sunset. No matter how beautiful this small town was, no matter how colorful, it still held a terrible secret that the towns people struggled to keep. Outside of this town hidden away in the cornfields was the spirit, called Annie. The spirit of the devil, she was truly this, she would terrify the townspeople who went into "her" cornfield. The town did have only one good...
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Chapter Six

After running away from Sean Connors because she was scared that she will do plus stupid things in front of him, Jamie had tried so hard to not bump into him. To do that, Jamie ended the football practice session with Mac early and after having lunch with Mac, Michael, and Jake and for the rest of the day, Jamie did some chores that were completely useless and just relaxed with her family par hanging out with her three kids and at one time, having a very steamy make-out session with her husband in the basement to keep her mind off of Sean Connors who’s equally as sexy as the man she...
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posted by Bella_Swan96
OK, so this is a short story I had to write for English class. Plaese tell me what toi think about it- I hope toi like it.



“Z, get up,” Erin whispered and shook my arm. I opened my eyes to glare at his golden-tanned face. Erin was my best friend and all; but he was so impossible that it wasn’t even stellar.
    “I can’t believe you. Blue hair? That’s so last month,” I mumbled sleepily and sat up in bed.
    “It’s retro- purple is so not stellar… and so is sleeping in, FYI,” Erin replied with a smug smile.
    “No-...
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posted by delta117
the summer night was making me sweet thru my trench coat. I was with the other coullge studnets they had made fun of my fear of demons if only they new what my life was then they to would fear the beast but i dot fear them i hate them its commoin like chiens and chats demons and anges evn half anges will allways be enemies. we got to the hole were the suicidel children where suposed to have jumped down to kill themselves. "So jack" nathan began "is this what u were so terrified of " and his lackies all laughed under my manteau i felt the hilt of my traverser, croix daggers not lire to defend my name but...
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posted by twilight0girl
 isaac
isaac
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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