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posted by deathchick9
Syayuki Kimihiro,is a normal Japaneses high school girl trying to find her place and make friends,but when she was 5 she was taken from her home,she has many nightmares about this event even after 11 years,These nightmares consist of demons monsters and gargoyles.Her family says that it's normal sines she was found unconscious with no memories of this horrible event,now she has episodes where she has excruciating chest pain till she falls unconscious.Her mother being a doctor was able to make a vaccine for her but it only works for one day.Suddenly four new students appear making her episodes and nightmares worse.As if that's not bad enough now there are strange marks on her left wrist that hurt like hell.Do these new students have something to do with it and why is the leader constantly flirting with her?
posted by StarWarsFan7
December 14, 1941. I, Chanhassen Dobbins, am a young thirteen year-old girl that is living in New York City. "Chanhassen Marie Dobbins!" My mother calls me. In my gray nightgown, I make my warm lit neatly. "Sometimes, I wish I was younger." I mumble to myself. As I change into my regular attire, I open the chipped wooden door from my bedroom and follow my mother's voice. Walking down the dark brown staircase, I see my mother sitting at the cuisine table, tableau drinking milk. "Ahhhh...! Chanhassen! Lydia wanted toi to meet her in her father's cafe." She takes a sipof the mug with her chapped tan lips....
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posted by Insight357
I went back accueil for a few hours. I éperlan of old paper and cologne. I decided to get a shower; maybe it would calm my anxieties about tonight. As I scrubbed myself, I decided the only thing the douche was doing was ridding me of my office scent.
    I got out of the douche and put on some clothes. I wore a black, v-neck shirt, with a pair of tight black pants. I towel dried my hair, and messed it with some gel. I put on cologne, just in case anyone got close enough to smell me. I put the cologne down, and checked to make sure it was in place. My arm muscle twitched. I left...
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posted by jesus_bale
 "It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right."
"It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right."

I can still remember the disappointment in those hazel eyes the moment I told him I was leaving. I couldn't stay - I had no choice. I still can't decide whether it hurt plus to leave him, ou to know I had been the one who caused the pain. What was I supposed to do? This child needed guidance and protection now plus than ever, and I couldn't help him. For so long I had been the one to console him - make him feel sûr, sans danger - and it was coming to an end. It was... the rule.

"I need to go away, Alex. It's what imaginary Friends do....
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posted by sawfan13
I woke up after my nap, to find Howl is gone again. I looked out of the cave, seeing the waterfall running, but then I look down to see Howl. Howl is in the waterfall, washing himself, as if he were taking a douche ou whatever. I left him alone, and went back to my nap. I had this very freaky dream while napping: I had a nightmare that I was back accueil in New York with Howl. Everyone back accueil looked demonic and scary. Mom and Dad didn't look like themselves. They looked non-human like and cannibalistic in a way that even scared me. Howl was no where to be found, as Adam was trying to Kiss me...
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posted by HarryPLover
Forever
Forever toi are mine
Forever I’ll be here
Forever is what toi promised
Your cœur, coeur is worth nothing
But the your soul is priceless
Forever can be a long time
Forever can be a long time cut short
It’s worth the suffering
It’s worth the sacrifice
To forever be yours
Forever protected par your eagle like wings
Forever loved par your ocean wide heart
Forever sûr, sans danger in your warm embrace
Forever is worth the wait
To be sliced thin
To stuffed thick
Forever is Forever
Forever is Eternity
Forever is a risk
Forever is a chance
Forever is worth the wait
posted by rebaj2010
preface

if the one person toi told the truth to all the time was now the one person toi have to keep it away from, would you?
would toi be able to lie through your teeth and pray that he believes you? what if he was the one person toi told everything to, he was the one who keeps toi from falling apart, but if toi told him anything he might be the one to bring toi tummbling down.
if toi had to chose between lieing to him, hurting him, and keeping him away from you, what would toi chose? because if toi dont chose right, he may very well die.
posted by EmoKidSteven
I am bored with love
and it's passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two par fours and glue,
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do, eventually
and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make l’amour to a wall
instead of each other
and we wonder why
the roses are dying
posted by Funnygirl77
 l’amour bites
love bites
previously: He sighed, Zack thought his chances with Kisa was slim. He knew par doing what he was doing, he was going to put Kisa in danger, but he couldn't stay away, he loves Kisa and he would do anything to keep her near him even if that meant putting her in danger. "Man", he thought, "I am so selfish".



Zack walked in to the lunch room and sat down, the people who were at the table, tableau got up and walked away. Kisa walked in after him, there eyes met, and kisa looked away. She wished that Zack would ask her out,Zack looked down. He was going to ask her to the dance which is in two weeks, "Kisa?"...
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posted by June4
A an il y a in my calculation,
A an ago, there were situations.
The same song played now and then,
In my memory, it had begun.


Tears from my eyes were shed this morning,
It was the most tears I was shedding.
My world isn’t complete without you,
My world and I don’t know what to do.


l’amour isn’t a toy and never was.
l’amour is what toi cherish and keep as treasure.
My mind is at many topics at random,
It goes normal when you’re in my kingdom.
What ends my bad situations with people
Is my focus on you, my angel.
You’ll always be a part of me,
You’ll always be in my memory.
mysterious l’amour

- chapter 13-





"Ok toi can open them now."
When I opened my eyes my mouth droped.
"Go carts! How did...when did...THATS AWESOME!"
He laughed "I thought toi would like them."
"Well toi were right! " Then I realized I was jouer la comédie like a 6 an old in front of the hottest guy I had ever seen.
"I mean umm... there...great?"
"Dont worry your not jouer la comédie like a six an old." Mathew smiled at me.

How did he no that?


Then of course me being me.i
I a dit the stupied possible thing any body could EVER say.

"You look so cute when toi smile like that." I could just imagin the big hearts in my eyes....
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PG-13

Chapter 2

"Hey babe. Where are toi going?" asked Megan. She was already obsessed with me... Like practically all the other girls who have come to the school. Why couldn't one time, just one time, a single girl didn't crush on me. Even the girls who are in a relationship. Is it that hard? I mean there were plenty of other guys at this school and it wasn't only just me. I wasn't ever interested in girls! Man I sound like a six an old rather than a eighteen an old. That's pretty sad.

"Away from you." I mumbled under my breath. I looked at her beautiful lustful eyes and a dit a little loud....
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posted by joe-edwardfan
A CURSED STORY!
Once apon a time there was a powerful king ruling London.
The legend says a witch cursed the kings only daughter because he killed all the witches in Londres except for his own.
As its told the curse forbids the princess to ever feels ou falls in love(but she can just feel l’amour for the witche’s son Damien who is in l’amour with the princess) unless the witch that's has casted the spell on her shall die drowning in her own blood at an eclipse.
    Witch: a witch is a person that has special abilities and is immortal they look like a human and blood runs in their...
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“Opal... Who is this man” Marley Asked. Opal just noticed the two boys standing there herself, but soon understood, for their vampiric powers were far beyond hers. “I’m guessing this is that pure-blood bastard releasing all that power before” a dit Alec. Marley grabbed Opal par the haut, retour au début and pulled her to her feet. “Damn you! toi bit her didn’t you?” Shouted Marley. The man put his hand back to his side. “Sigh”. “This is so much trouble” a dit the Man. Before Alec could say a word, the man elbowed him straight in the face. Alec slid for about three metres and then rolled...
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A/N: Yeah, I know, I come up with some weird stuff. Fractions of a whole story. Well, attatch whatever story toi want. This is about a mourning teen. And suicide.

Please rate. (And please comment)
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Getting cold in the sun’s shadow

Drowning in this black pin’s ink

Gone is the lovely light, night’s here despite

Twilight’s eternal fights and weep

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She breathed in and out slowly, each breath appearing in front of her, a wisp of cold smoke disappearing. Around her was a silent vibration she had never...
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posted by RATHBONE07
Tap!Tap! There was that sound again. It was so annoyingly loud, but it did drown out the screams in the suivant room. Tap!! Who the hell would bother to disturb me on a Monday morning? Bang!!
"What the hell!" I yell rolling of my lit and dragging myself towards the door. When i finally open it theres Michael starring at me with his blood red eyes.
"Damn Lilly!! Ive been banging at your door since freakin' six in the morning! Are toi freakin' deaf ou something?God!"
"Let's just say that i did hear toi but ignored it. Dude, do toi know how early six in the morning is? toi interrupted my beauty sleep....
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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 Cuddles
A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...
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Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists ou pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people


okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...
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posted by Codby
This is what comes out me in class. When I should pay attention. ;)
Also some funny pictures.

He was crying. The tears weren’t coming fast, they were slow. So slow as a turtle.
They had only this time because when he steps out of this room he will be different, letting no plus tears fall. He looked her straight in the eyes. He was still crying but now there was feu and ice in his eyes.

Fire so warm it could freeze every living thing.
Ice so cold that it could burn the whole world.

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Watch me. toi will be surprised. I’m stronger and faster in many ways. And toi haven’t...
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Story Is A chercher For Meaning - Alan Watt [Founder of L.A. Writers' Lab] via FilmCourage.com.
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