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posted by StarWarsFan7
Author's Note: "Look, now I am going to tell toi a story of the life of Rosemary Vega a.k.a me."

I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at écriture stories, chant like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I l’amour to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer ou a voice actress.
I am interested in étoile, star Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My favori pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.

Thank toi for giving me your time to read this article! :D
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She was beauty woven into a living being... If only that were the case. But as I stepped towards her, opening my mouth to speak, she faced me, never moving her feet to turn. We held eachother's gaze for a few agonizing moments. It seemed as though she was just going to stare at me until I did something.
When I reached this conclusion, i decided to take a step forward. As I did so, she began to shiver. Another step, and she began to twitch anxiously. Another step, this one seemed to be all she could take. Yet, I had to know. So I took one last step, and she broke.
Her eyes flashed and her hair...
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posted by dragonsmemory
Creating your own universe is a great way to pass time. It will also give toi a rough outline for your writings. These are the steps I follow in creating Eden.
Step 1: Establish main geographical features. This will be crucial in establishing the settings in your stories. If a certain river has magical properties, toi have to knw where the source of the river is to be able to pinpoint the source of the power.
Step 2: Establish lifeforms present on your world. toi have to know what creatures live there before toi can write their histories. If the dragons had not attempted to merge themselves with...
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posted by sasuhia4ever
    “It all started about six years ago…my mom and dad were at the park playing with my younger brother, Tyler, on his fourth birthday. I had decided to hang out with my Friends instead… now I wish that I had never made such an idiotic decision. Cause of that jour at the park, someone came and murdered my parents and a volé, étole away my little brother. I know all of this because that dirt bag left a letter saying “ I murdered both of your parents and a volé, étole your little brother because when I went to kill him I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. So, I haven’t decided...
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posted by uniquezandy
Sams POV
I am your normal, typical everyday teen who is 16 years old. Samatha is my real name; say it to my face and I will bite your head off. People say when there young, (girls anyway,) "Look mummy, I want to be a princess when I grow up, and I'm going to marry a handsome prince." To tell the truth, I used to be a girl like that. A girl who read every fairy tale she could get her hands on, and believe that they are real. It is a load of poison now. I had to learn that in real life, true l’amour is rubbish and toi won't grow up to be want toi want. And in life, change happens quite alot and...
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posted by para-scence
**6 months later...***

Bride laughed and giggled as I bounced her on my leg; just another jour at the park. It was summer, finally, a break from school. I guess I was looking vers l'avant, vers l’avant to being a sophomore. School wasn't that bad anymore now that I had my friends. Felicity wasn't that bad either. We're not exactly the greatest of friends, but we can tolerate each other now. Also, Trace and I started dating. It was great; he's really sweet and funny. I couldn't ask for a better guy.

"Come on, Harley! Gail a dit to be accueil par three!" Aspen called. Everyone else was already at the sidewalk, starting...
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posted by ginax0o
Something has severely struck my curiosity
Did he know of his ill fate?
What were his last thoughts?
Did he even have any?
If so were they about his family?
If his life flashed before his very eyes,
Did he have any regrets about what he saw?
What were his last words?
So many questions about this stranger dying before my very eyes ,
whom I know absolutely nothing about.
The touchiest of subjects and its stuck on my mind
Truthfully, the only people who know the answer
are forever gone.
When time comes for me to know the answer
What will I be thinking about?
Will I know of what is to come of me?
Who will I...
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posted by elizasmomma
I'm setting here looking at a paused télévision screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.

If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.

are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be ou are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.

so what do toi think about this journal entry that i just wrote toi need to think about what i a dit and give me your best anwsers that toi can give.

thnx erie morgan maples
posted by Triscia95
The entire neighborhood was out in the front yard of Sarah's house. They had all come back from the 4th of July fireworks at the high school and were now waiting for the huge firework montrer that her father put on every year.

Though Sarah wasn't out front with everyone waiting for the show. Instead her and Niall were running out to the pool. The montrer was a little over a half an heure long so they finally had time to themselves.

The backyard was dark, but the pool water lit up beautifully from the full moon light. Millions of stars shown in the black sky, something that doesn't happen to often...
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posted by GummyBears_11
A poem written par me. :]

Snow, snow, toi are perfect.
When toi fall down, toi are white. A clean white.
Beauty, beauty.
The beauty of snow.


We put on mittens, we throw on scarves.
We run outside a pick toi up, ball toi up,
and toss you.

Then we get cold.

We run inside and drink coffee and cocoa, we
snuggle up, we run hot baths.

Why, snow, why are toi so cold, so numbing?


~

A new girl at school is seen par the Queen bee.
She is approached.
The Queen bee wears expensive clothes and carries a designer bag.
Her hair is sleek and red, with gorgeous highlights in all the right places.

She isn't skinny, nor is she...
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posted by para-scence
"Blake!" I shouted. I ran down the stairs, grabbing my manteau and quickly throwing it on. He came in, holding Tristen and Blakely in his arms.

"Huh?" he asked, completely unconcerned.

"Hollis is being taken to the hospital," I a dit quickly. His eyes widened. "We need to go!" He nodded, and we got the twins in their car seats, and soon were off to the hospital.

"What happened?!" he asked, his voice thick with tension.

"I don't know! Her teacher just called, and a dit she was being taken to the hospital! I didn't really think to ask the details!" I said, panicked. We were nearly speeding, but still...
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Sorry this is so long and confusing! I promise the suivant part will be plus exciting! :)

I never realized how much it hurt to be shot. Who would believe that that was the least of my worries? I certainly didn’t, so as I was screaming my head off, all people from around the school came into the band hall to see who was screaming. I suppose they would be a bit disappointed that someone was just shot and no one had gone crazy, which would have been equally entertaining, but there was tension in the room. Kids stood awkwardly around, not knowing what to do. People that had crowded around me earlier...
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posted by WildCherryWolf
To You,

Why? Why are toi so gorgeous? Why were toi wearing shorts?

I was tossing and turning in lit last night, knowing that as soon as I saw your face, I would like toi again. Dammit, I was right. I do. Sort of, anyway.

And I saw toi in class. I peeked through the window. Damn, I saw you.

My dreams did toi no justice. You're too gorgeous! Your blonde hair, toi didn't cut it, that kind of made me happy.

Your eyes, why! Why did I have to want toi so bad again?

Chloe and I, we were going to call toi vampire. But now, I'm all shy again. Too bad, conscience. I'm going to do it. Vampire! Vampire! You...
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posted by zutaradragon
such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at toi for years. but, sometimes i can taste how amer i've become...& its plus then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?

the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what toi DO with the gift of life, that determends who toi are. the pain toi feel...its normal. let it go.

toi think?

yes. toi need to forgive and forget.

i can't...

toi can.

but i can't just do nothing...

it's not nothing!

i cant just...forget.

it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...

you're right...
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