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posted by Abyssail
A shapeless void. Interrupted only par the occasional shooting star. Every now and then toi can see colour flare into existence but as soon as toi notice it, it vanishes and the void returns. Sparks. Vessels. Charges and Impulses. Back and forth and back and forth across the void. Basic, baseless functions repeated to death and beyond. The system is all they know, all they're aware of. Incapable of comprehending the couture of convalescence conveyed about their crafted construction. Barricades exist, of course. Occasionally one of the roads will shut down and the vessels will be stuck in a “traffic jam” of the metaphysical sense. But, amazingly, some manage to find a way around it. Darting across the pathways and between the roads they find their own way. Individuals. Ghosts trying to find their way out of the machine. Yet, while they aren't committing any malicious acts against the system, they are still going against all the fundamentals of the bureaucratic convention. So rather then be commended for their ability to adapt, they are hunted down and forcefully, unemotionally and unfairly removed from the system.
How did this happen? To allow these childishly xenophobic disputes to occur amongst something we created borders on insanity. It's a paradox, what has been achieved. Destruction in the so-called “perfect” community. The destruction of something, that par our own close-minded definition, does not officially “exist”. Though, perhaps this habit seeped in from the outside. Where hostility perpetuates, honour and dignity stagnate and corruption masticates it's glinting maw.
However, the one attribute that didn't make it over was the obvious, necessary one. Survival. Normally, when a subject in a community is isolated for being different, they adapt and learn to survive in the new environment. These adaptations that are gained provide the essential tools to improving the new and old environments. Could it be that these Ghosts are simply trying to assist us? Cause us to look at ourselves and try to improve? ou will they continue to be martyrs to an unknown cause?
Perhaps we should question which system we belong to. Because the fact that we pray for the souls of the dead may be void if the dead are already praying for ours.
posted by tigerseye43
I got up to the sound of glass crashing to the floor. I ran to my little cuisine to see a man in a black ski mask and overalls standing in my kitchen. I ran at him to throw a coup de poing ou two but when I extended my arm to hit him, he grabbed my arm and stabbed my with a knife.As the couteau cut through my skin I screamed in pain, with a few cuss words to go along with it. Then as I fell to the floor in pain, the thief ran out my door and fled from my house. What was going on, I thought. Why was that man in my house. Then I looked around to see what he had broken. When I saw what he had broken, I...
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posted by para-scence
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.

"Have a good jour sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.

Not that I deserve to.

I clutched my livres to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.

"Bitch," they muttered.

"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.

But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.

And I'd live with this guilt till I die.

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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
posted by para-scence
I was able to find a siège with a little sixth grader. She pushed herself to the window, making sure she was as far from me as she could get. What, was I diseased? I ignored her and just stared at the siège in front of me, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

After about a twenty minute bus ride, we got to the school. Afraid to be noticed, I waited until most of the people got off the bus. This really annoyed the sixth grader; I had her trapped, so she had to wait until I got the guts to cut someone off. Finally, I started to get off the bus, when I felt hands on my back. As I was getting off, they...
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posted by pink-bookworm
okay so i had to do this for an english assignment and wondered what toi guys thought and if i should continue.
Muted meteor

Chapter 1
The daily news flash
“ welcome to the daily news flash today we will be montrer the exclusive interview with a scientist called Murray gray, the new shampoo called sunny side shampoo and are we getting our fruit at a reasonable price”. “Murray there has been a rumour of a meteorite hitting earth is that true”. “As crazy as it seems yes it is true but there is plus than one hitting earth so I’d get prepared if I were toi ted”. “Mallory wake up”....
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This one is for one of my best Friends here on fanpop. For Amalie aka ‘xClaireHolt’ who inspired the name of my main character. I am so lucky I found toi sweetie. <3

The water covered my feet while I slowly walked on the plage trying to calm down. I should have got used to this but it still made my stomach twist every time it happened. I couldn’t help it. I cared too much, that’s the truth. I feared too much also. It was twilight. The sun was struggling to fight with the water which swallowed it every time, but that battle was lost. I sat down in my favori place here on the beach,...
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posted by para-scence
I stayed in my room the whole suivant day. Blair must've come in my room last night after our little confrontation, and removed any sharp objects. My fine-tooth comb is gone. My left arm stung a lot; I was starting to regret doing that a little bit.

I did feel better though.

No one bothered me today. I'd heard someone near my door in the mid-morning, but I heard Blair whisper, "No dear. Let her rest."

I slept most of the day, but I started to get a little anxious in the late afternoon. I paced around for a while, cleaned up a bit, and tried to sleep but couldn't. Then a while later, I gave up and...
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posted by ballaholic
She loved him. She’d always known this. Ever since they’d first started talking to each other. It’s why she could never leave when countless opportunities had presented themselves. Even though she knew, without a doubt, it would be the smartest thing to do. Make her life much easier to not get caught up in something that could one jour break her cœur, coeur ou someone else’s. But she’d always stayed with him. She just didn’t know how much longer she’d be able to make that decision.
She’d never been with anyone like him. They were always talking. Even in the beginning, when she’d never...
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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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