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posted by ashesandwine
Sorry for just posting it in this spot now:( If toi want toi can rejoindre my spot and lire it as soon as it's ready:D


"Daniel POV"



We wrote so much letters to each other, even if we were just a few blocs away... I still remmember our first letter; I had so much to say, so much that I wanted her to know, how could I put all of my l’amour into one letter? So I a dit the only thing I could say:

"I only know that I belong where toi are!"

Her response was something that I will never forget:

"You're my fragement of light in the end of the tunnel, you're my reason to fight when everything is getting dark..."

How can I say goodbye to her? She was, is and always will be everything to me! But no matter what I will reach her...





I sat there for hours until my mother came searching for me.
"Your father's home, toi know he doesn't like to wait for dinner... Shall we go?" My mother knew how much I was hurting right now so she didn't mentioned Catherine. I was gratefull to her for that, but I knew that my father would not be the same way... I didn't wanted to go accueil but I knew better than to enrage my father so I offered my arm to my mother and we started our walk home.
"Louis? We're home" My mother called.
My father was already seated and waiting for ous:
"Cecilia, love, it's everything all right? You've been gone for a while..."
"Everything's fine, love! We just found the Benedicts on the way back and we started to talk" I was so gratefull to my mother for not bringing up Catherine. I knew that my father would eventualy bring it up, and I didn't wanted to suffer plus than absolutly necessary...
We sat down and started to eat. As always the nourriture was incredible, my mother could had been a chef in a famous restaurant. We sat in silence, only eating; I could see that my father shoot silent looks at my mother trying to find out what had happened but I wasn't paying attention.
My mind was wandering through my memories, looking for the happy moments that we had spent together, her green eyes looked at me from every memory...
She was so happy in them, so beautiful... I still couldn't believe that she was gonne...
Suddenly I heard my father call me:
"Daniel, could toi come to my office?" I knew what he wanted and even though it would hurt me, I couldn't refuse to go.
I walked to the my father's office, with my head down.
"Please close the door. We need to talk..." I closed the door ready to face the pain of her departure...



"Catherine's POV"


I do not l’amour toi because you're mine ou because I feel it's necessary..... I loved toi once, I l’amour toi now and I will always l’amour toi because toi ARE my past, my present and my future... You're my fragment of light in the end of the tunnel, you're my reason to fight when everything is getting dark... Without you, I do not live I just wander this Earth like a ghost in chercher of heaven...


I ran all the way home, I couldn't stop. I felt that if I stopped all the pain would come rushing into me, throwing me into the ground. I still saw it in my mind his mouth open with the suprise of me running away, is face fixed in an expression of horror (maybe for losing me), but his eyes were the worst part... They were darker, like if all happiness was gone and the only thing that I could see was pain... I wanted to go to him, to confort him, tell him that I was there but I was no longer there. I was being forced to leave him, to leave my love, my everything, behind...
I got accueil and my parents were just sitting down for dinner.
"Where were you? We were just about to send somebody to chercher for you! Do toi have ANY idea how worried we were?" My father said.
"Relax Carter... She was saying her goodbyes, let her have at least that..." My mother came to my defence, I hated them both right now for making me leave but my mother still helped me to deal with my father and for that I was really thankfull to her.
"I will not relax, Julia... She's been with him all day, wasn't that enough?" I just wanted to go to my room and cry let everything, that I was holding in for all this days,out; but I couldn't...
So I sat, had dîner and went up to my room to finish packing...
My mom went up an heure after I excused myself of the table:
"Did toi finish packing, dear?"
"Yes mom... I packed my entire life like it was nothing... Only a dream... Oh but such a beautiful dream..."
I had already packed everything. I was laying on the lit thinking about Daniel, about his smile... He had a beautiful smile, it seemed to light everything around him...
He was my light, my guide, I didn't knew what I would do without him...



Hope toi like it:D
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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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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posted by DarkGirl23
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I am, defined as a person, an assassin of beauty. Love’s undying grip vanishes before...
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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....
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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...
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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....
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,...
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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...
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 Victoria (:
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...
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posted by noahnstar1616
Cameron faced me. "Huh?"

"I said", my eyes focused on Mercury. "Could toi give us some privacy?"

"I could, but I don't want to."

I scowled.

"It's fine Mercury, I'll see toi later." Cameron kissed her on the cheek.

The sight stung the back of my eyeballs.

She smiled at him, glared at me, and left.

Cameron faced me again. "Now what did toi want?"

"I want to know why the hell you're tongue was in that..bitch's mouth", I yelled. I had never used profanity before, but it felt good.

"Because she's my girlfriend."

"No, I'm your girlfriend!"

"Correction, toi were my girlfriend."

" 'Were'? What do toi mean 'were'?...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
The Tower of Londres is notorious for it's ghost stories. Its where I live. I get to go to the White Tower whenever I want. I get to hang round the St. Peter ad Vincula chapel. And sometimes, I can get Friends in for free. But this, this is my story. My name is Tallulah, Tara to my friends, family, and you. And this is my tale of terror in the Tower.

I had gotten back from Tudor History with my tutor. I was pretty exhausted, as I had been on a walking tour and class. And I had been called in to help a guided tour, that's the kind of thing we get when we live here. It's only a few of us, but we...
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Just tell me what toi think, :)     






Aria Glass sat on haut, retour au début of her house with an unopened bière in her hand and her eyes on the sky. It was a beautiful night and Toby and Jared where at it again. Jared had become plus quick-tempered than usual, barking at almost everything. Neither boy’s where good at their temper control and over the years Aria had learned to let boys be boys and fight it out themselves. But Aria could take them both, Aria smirked at this thought, true ou not they would never hurt her.
    But she did hate it when they fought, although...
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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 para-scence
The suivant day, I had no choice but to go to school. My Friends looked at me with concerned looks, but I tried to ignore that. We all stood around in front of the school, waiting to be let in before the first bell.

"How toi doing?" Chasity asked. I shrugged.

"Did toi hear?" Axel said, his eyes wide with interest.

"Hear what," Liberty said.

"The kids they took in weren't the real shooters. They had their alibis. And no one ever really saw the shooters; they were disguised ou something. So that means---"

"The real shooters are still here," corbeau, corneille finished. Everyone shifted uncomfortably.

"Well why...
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 Ky
Ky
“Oni! Did toi already pack some shampoo, conditioner and all of that crap? toi know that hotel hygiene products suck!” shouted June through my bathroom door.

“June chill, Let me finish taking my waz.” I rolled my eyes. No use she couldn’t see it.

I walked out of the bathroom sat on the edge of my lit looked up at June and a dit “Don’t toi ever go home? I bet that Andrew misses toi dearly.” I smiled at her. Now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

June sat suivant to me. She put her head into her hands. I wasn't expecting that, I pat her back.

"June what's wrong?" I asked concerned while...
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posted by gabatron3000
 Oni
Oni
I was sitting. Doodling on a notepad with a purple pen and sitting on my favori green beanbag chair.

“Oni, Oni!”(Oh-nee) Yelled my eldest sister June as she jogged into my room oh so gracefully. I sat upright, noticing that I was slouching again.

'Sit up straight ou you’re gonna get a crooked spine and spend the rest of you’re life in a wheelchair.' I mocked my Mom’s frequent nags. She’s a Chiropractor, toi know how they are.

“What is it my Lovely sister dear?” I asked June snidely while rolling my eyes.

You see, I haven’t been in the best mood these past few months. I...
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posted by Insight357
I got to the motel around ten that night. I paid forty dollars for two nights. I figured I could find an apartment par then. At least I hoped I could.
    I now sat on the side of a bank over looking a river. Lucy sat beside of me, getting all the latest drama from my life. She was almost like my therapist. I knew I was supposed to be hers, but it wasn‘t the best arrangement.
    “Love sucks, Lucy,” I a dit while rubbing my eyes. I had just told her about what happened between Alexander and me.
    “I used to think that, too....
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posted by Insight357
I awoke around ten that morning. I looked beside of me Alexander sat looking at me. A hint of a smile was on his face.
    “Good morning,” he said, handing me a cup of coffee.
    “Thanks,” I a dit taking a sip. It was just the way I like it, black.
    “You may want to get dressed,” Alexander said, eyeing my stomach. I pulled up the sheet.
    “Why? Clothes are so restricting,” I said. There was no point in getting dressed. I needed to avoid Grey as long as possible. She would be pissed.
    “I...
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posted by Insight357
    Grey pulled away from the house. I sat inside on the couch. Our house had deep brown walls, and light brown hard-wood floors. There were knick-knacks everywhere. Pictures of Grey’s family hung on the walls. None of mine, though, I prefer to keep mine in my suitcase.
    It may seem odd, but I keep all my belongings in my suitcase. I’m afraid if I unpack something bad will happen.
    The brown canapé I sat on, and musty smell of the house grew old on me. I walked outside to the front porch. It was one of the nice, white, wrap-around...
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George Clark looked at his newborn son Lucas. Devestated at the death of his wife, he wonders why she couldn't stop her alcoholic addiction, especially for her own child. After they found out she was pregnant, George encouraged her to go to theorpy, have interventions, ou anything to stop her addiction. Nothing would help. Even knowning that she had a son on the way, she still drank. George refused to raise Luke all par himself. He felt like he wouldn't be a good enough single father to raise him. He tried for a month, but took Luke to an orphanage, hoping that his son would be adopted and have...
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