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Shadow watched silently until the bike was out of sight before turning to look at the animals. With a mischievous feeling, Shadow began barking like crazy and speeding toward the animals.
BARK!! BARK-BARK! BARK!!
The farm animaux went completely crazy, chasing the dog back, running away from him, screeching at the haut, retour au début of their lungs, and generally running haywire all over the farmyard.
Shadow stopped after about two thrilling minutes of chase. He shook himself off, barked a few times, then squeezed himself underneath the gate and took off at a run, following the scent of Summer and her bike.
It was a long venture for Shadow, for he had to slow down many times to catch his breath. He also came across many things that had his interest; flowers, birds, lakes, trees....but he stayed determined.
Soon Shadow saw a familiar woods. Was this what he thought it was? Where was Summer?
Shadow was suddenly filled with a feeling of intrigue. If the woods were here, he would have to chase Summer down and bring her back to where he stopped. He thought long and hard about it.
When suddenly, Shadow decided on his idea.
Ruff! Ruff!
Shadow ran, huffing and puffing and barking, all while catching up to Summer.
Shadow ran at a speed he thought he never could reach, as he was filled with a mixture of excitement and worry. Where was she? He had to find Summer! Quick!
Suddenly he heard a familiar call and stopped in his tracks.
"Shadow!"
Shadow listened on. Was it really her?
"Shadow, where are you?"
It was!
"Come here, boy!"
Shadow barked happily and ran down the cobblestone road reflecting the sunset. The little girl appeared. She peered at the dog, let go of her bike, and ran towards Shadow.
"There toi are!"
Summer swooped down and picked up Shadow. Shadow wagged his tail. Yes! He found Summer! And right suivant to the forest!
Shadow thought for a moment. He jumped down and ran back and forth between Summer, and the path behind them.
"I think we should follow him," Summer said. She grabbed her bike, climbed on, and began pedaling after Shadow, who was running to the woods.
"Shadow?"
Shadow stopped in front of the woods and barked.
"Whoa...."
posted by ashesandwine
Sorry for not posting this earlier but I post them on my spot and forget to post them here... so to be plus updated please rejoindre my spot and read them as they are ready:P
Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping with the start of the letter...
Thanks to Emmett4ever for the first push...
And thanks to everyone for the support...



"Catherine's POV"

Now I know we have a change... Now I now we can fight... Fight for our love, fight for our life, fight for each other... We are no longer two amoureux drawn apart, we are two amoureux fighting for their love...
See the light in the end of the tunnel? It's me guiding...
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Chapter 2 - New Boy

    I was hyperventilating as my Angel walked past me on to his first class. He walked into the door of Mr. Emmi’s class, which was also my first class. I learned that my anges name is Stefan. His sisters names were Colleen and Carmen. His brothers, Jacob and Leo.
    His voice was heavenly. Sweet and daring. He walked to the last empty desk. It was beside me. I moved my bourse, sac à main from off the desktop and smiled at him politely. His answering smile made me hyperventilate again. I could have sworn I heard him chuckle.
    We...
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Asleep and sound. Relaxed in my own mind and comfort, yet this shaking and jolting of my body is annoying. Opening up my eyes, seeing my brat sister made me loose that comfort. I was looking at her angrily saying,"Do toi mind? I was perfectly relaxed listening to The Crystal Ship, and now you've ruined that for me!" Rolling her serpent like green eyes she replied,"We're here at the airport. We're meeting our guides here to help us not die in the jungle. Oh and par the way, we have to go par bus to get near the jungle and walk on the way there, so prepare yourself." She walked away with her friends,...
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I woke up the suivant day, and I didn't see Howl on the balcony. I didn't know where he was at. I looked around for him, and then he just popped up behind me just like that! "Howl, toi gotta stop doing that! toi scared me!" "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make my Queen unhappy." There he went again. The Queen thing. It's sweet, but....odd. Maybe that's just his way of calling me his girlfriend.

Earlier, I showed Howl where the douche was at, and how to use it, since he's never used an actual douche before. He calls it a waterfall, since the only thing he's used to clean himself. I left him alone...
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posted by mermaidgirl112
These are the haut, retour au début 4 mermaid spells that have been known to work, we did number one and got the side affects instantly.

(These side affects will occur for any spell toi do)
Side affects:
Keeping legs crossed
Very itchy legs
Singing a lot
Rash on legs
Making un-normal sounds
Acting a bit out if the ordinary (goes on and off for about 6 hours)
Drinking lots of water.


Where it says the couleurs of blue and gold, that was just an example. toi can choose your own couleurs and powers. (Ex. Freezing, heating, shaping)
Most girls that have done these have started getting tails (when wet) within 45 hours. The time...
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posted by ZekiYuro
San Francisco is a very cool place.It's the accueil of hippies and 'flower power',and it's full of friendly,relaxed people.It's also one of the USA's most attractive cities.


Facing the Pacific Ocean to the west and San Francisco baie to the north and east,it's famous for its hills with their fantastic vues of the Bay,and its beautiful bridges.It's a perfect base for a holiday,close to the Napa Valley,home of the Californian wine industry,and a few hours'drive from the mountains of the Sierra Nevada.
The best way to explore San Francisco is on foot.Walk slowly through North Beach,with its relaxed...
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posted by CullenProperty
"I'd like a room please," Nick tells the front bureau clerk. The old lady give both of us a look over and bourse, sac à main her lips then rolls her eyes.
"ID please," she tells us, "both of you," she looks at me.
"Mine's in the car, I'll be right back," I tell Nick, smiling at the lady.
I come back and the lady is defeated, she really didn't think I had one, but I showed her! She gives my drivers license back with a roll of the eyes and watches me as Nick fills out the paperwork.
"What's the license plate, Grace?" he asks.
My mouth drops and my eyes nearly fall out of my head. I turn around so the lady...
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When I was ten years old and i was playing b-ball and i broke my foot so we waited till the suivant day,my grama tok me cuz my mom and dad had to work,so we went and got the cast.
Then my grama&me went to a store it was right suivant to wal-mart and we walked around then i had to go to the bath room,the store had no bath room,so i told my grama and she still had to pay for her stuff so she a dit just go,so i walked in my bran-new crutches never used them before.
when i walked in the store i tripped on the stupid wal-mart rugg,i could not get up and i new my grama was not going to be here...
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There once lived a princess named Eleanor. She was a very beautiful and intelligent young girl. Yet, she was unhappy.
Everybody kept telling her, that she had everything she could’ve ever needed ou wanted: the beauty, the brains, the fortune and a young, mighty prince to whom she was supposed to get married to. And they were right. In theory, the young princess’ life seemed perfect. But in reality, it was far from it.
The princess felt alone and scared, even when she was surrounded par people and was completely safe. And her prince. He didn’t make her happy. But not because he didn’t...
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