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posted by TeamRosalieHale
4: Cast It Out

IT was beyond satisfied with the amount of vampires IT had found and killed in such a short time. IT would never have guessed that so many lived down south. Yet already IT had made IT’s way through plus vampires than IT could count.
IT stopped and stood still-listening to the sounds around. IT could still sense the ones IT had left behind in Washington-the two female and the slightly larger group that was all male. IT took in a breath and considered for a minute.
IT decided to head back north-work IT’s way through Mexico, finishing off the ones IT had not been able to find, then Arizona, Nevada, Oregon, and finally Washington where IT would find and destroy the remaining vampires there.
IT liked the plan and started off, moving at a slightly plus leisurely pace. Suddenly, much like something had attacked IT from behind, IT found Itself flat on IT’s back. IT heard a low hiss in IT’s ear. “No…Do not kill the blonde…She is mine…” IT grunted and nodded standing slowly. “You’re doing well young one. Much better than I had hoped. Still, spare the blonde.” IT did not understand the need for this and as if the voice understood, it quietly a dit “I will tell toi when you’ve found her. Continue on and know I’m watching everything toi do.”
IT seemed undaunted par the voice and once again started north, Mexico being his first of many that would lead IT to the blonde that his master so craved.
IT did not understand why-master could have had anyone it wanted yet it simply craved this one. This one vampire that had sent master on a hell-bent mission that had led to the creation of IT and the downfall of all vampires.
IT continued on, IT’s mind still pondering over the many things master had taught IT: how to hunt, how to become invisible, how to properly use the tools master had donné IT. Then there was the numerous tests on the vampires that IT knew only par sight-there were two categories: primary and secondary. Primary ones were to be disposed of as soon as IT had found their whereabouts while secondary ones were to be killed simply to rid the world of the monsters.
Primary ones included the family of seven that IT had slaughtered earlier in Washington though one had been missing: a small female that was just under five feet and had short, spiky black hair. IT was not really concerned since IT would find her again and finish her off the way IT had done with the rest of her family.
Well, almost all the rest…
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posted by FalliNgSparks
The girl I saw had a pure soul
Her eyes sparkled like a precious stone

Her cœur, coeur was much golden than her hair
her charming hair flew in the air

.......But I knew she had an aimless life

Every part of her body was filled with an innocent tear
But I made her comfy and told her dear,

nobody is useless.

As she heard this,
every part of her body went fearless.

In a hand I saw a pearl...
& that hand was of the blonde girl.
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posted by shenelopefan
Lo que nunca podrá ser

"Tu… entiendes mi silencio

Sólo tú… conoces mis secretos

Sólo tú… comprendes cada gesto

Sólo tú…"

Apareces tú, la Oreja de van Gogh

Me voy a morir. Arrastro mi cuerpo, adormecido por el dolor en los pasillos de este horrible hospital. La sangre brota de mi cuerpo mientras presiono la herida cerca de mi estómago, dándome fuerzas para seguir. Yo sé que no merezco lo que ocurrió, pero también sé que es completamente mi culpa. Dicen que cuando uno está agonizando, ve pasar su vida frente a sus ojos, que los mejores momentos son recordados. Eso me está ocurriendo...
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The cœur, coeur has long been considered to be where feelings of l’amour dwell.In l’amour songs throughout the ages,love almost always goes together with the heart.The cœur, coeur has continuously been viewed as the place where l’amour begins and develops.Even the Bible gives quote to l’amour and the heart.

The role of the cœur, coeur in l’amour must come from what happens to it when a person feels strongly attracted to someone.The strong feelings for the other person,especially in the early stages of a relationship,have the results that the cœur, coeur starts beating faster and breathing starts speeding up.

According to psychologists,a l’amour relationship is a situation that involves a lot of stress and the body reacts to this par getting ready to face the unknown.This has veen called the 'fight ou flight' reaction,meeting danger par fighting it ou running away.So with love,the cœur, coeur accelerates and breathing becomes quick.
posted by para-scence
"Good mornin'," Micah a dit as he arrived at the park; our usual meeting place. I stopped the balançoire, swing just in time before I nearly kicked him in the face. We laughed.

"Sorry," I giggled. "Hey." He smiled and took a siège in the balançoire, swing suivant to me. My cheeks flushed as I thought over yesterday. I just had to know. "Um, Micah? What'd toi want to tell me yesterday? I mean, before I had to leave." He furrowed his eyebrows, then frowned.

"Huh? Oh... It was nothing."

"Ok," I nodded.

We soon Lost track of time, and were almost late for school. Since we couldn't take the long way, we had to take the faster way,...
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posted by r260897
now standing on last jour of an
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
jour par jour we got used to
night par night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
suivant time we'll say
"damn our cœur, coeur still misses
THE 2011"
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.they wanted a longer article :P
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posted by coolie
The palace was the equivalent of wonderland. The wind in the palace brushed the grand trees as if it were van Gogh painting a famous piece of art. The exotic inside of the palace was like a gigantic version of the Mona Lisa. When you’d sit in the king’s, comfortable, couches, you’d sink in the couches depth of fluffy pillows like an abandon sailboat sinking under water.
The king and Queen were once looking out of the balcony to view their beautiful ocean, when the ocean sliced through the rocks as if it were a sharp silver-bladed sword.
“Ohm ‘goshith ‘royallith ‘Charlessith,”...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
I saw a boy today
He was beautiful and tall,
He had dark straggly hair
And he was hunched over small.
He had gorgeous blue eyes
And a cute little grin,
A good taste in clothes
And honey coloured skin.

He glanced in my direction
That made me blush,
He winked from over the road
And I laughed in spite of myself.
He grinned plus widely
Quickly glanced around,
Shoved his phone in his pocket
And made his way towards.

Before I even knew it
He was saying 'hey',
I stammered a response
Not knowing what to say.
He didn't seem to mind
In fact his dimples raised,
He started talking smoothly
Asking for my name.

He told me he was...
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posted by tyranitarfan
“I think toi should sleep more, madam,” Lavender Chris said.
Lavender was a fifteen an old girl, with a cute freckly face, long black hair and blue eyes. Her twin, April, was sitting suivant to her. A neighbour, Carla Pleasant, was sitting in front of them. And between them stood a table.
“For how many hours do toi sleep?” Lavender asked. “Around five,” Carla said. April sighed. “Lavender’s right,” she said, “You don’t sleep at all. toi know, lack of sleep can lead to diabetes, blood pressure, depression and God knows what all problems! And toi don’t sleep! That’s why...
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posted by teamsalvatore98
Andrea ran out from the old mansion, breathing hard, but wanting to get as far away from the wretched place as possible. "Stupid peices of SHIT!" she yelled into the night, at the moon. "Andrea!" a voice called. But to Andrea, it wasn't a voice. It was the voice. The voice belonged to Joshua. Joshua, who she'd walk through endless Hell to get to. But alas, she would never have him. Their worlds were too different. She turned around, her hair like a bright red flame blowing gently in the night. "Josh, what the hell are toi doing? Stalking me?" She a dit it with plus poison than intended, but...
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added by SymmaGirl2
She wanted to know what else he thought about her, and refused to stop lire no matter how painful its effect would be.
He a dit toi are in med school. That made me happy since I was there too, though against my welling. I thought that toi are passionate and caring, that toi are loving and want to help everyone. I didn’t even know toi and I drew toi in my mind like an Angel the same way toi looked to me. I forgot in that minute all what my father told me, and all what I learned about not being fooled with appearances, though I was, all my life, very careful with choosing my friends. But...
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posted by odekanmi
What do toi want in life?,
That's a good question I've been asking since God knows when,
I'm a teenager,proudly
Being a teenager isn't that bad, believe me
It isn't like Christmas in for many years again...7 years,
7 good years,
Imagine...,
It takes the grace of God not to do anything rash that toi would regret for the rest if your life.
Thinking,
Asking yourself the same question,#"How could I've been so stupid?"
Stupid? that doesn't qualify it,
Its plus like a gigantic fool,
Sorry the bible told me not to use that word on humans,
I guess stupid would do then,
But I'm happy not to be stupid then'
Like I a dit it takes the grace of God,
What do I want in life?,
To be able to "dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to en-quire in His temple"- Psalm 27:4