écriture Article: the new beginning!

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posted by joe-edwardfan

“ the new beginning ”

As days passed it got worse. I couldn't take it anymore, we were growing apart, barely even talking.
Anything I talked about doing, Edward would disagree ou say its not safe.
Once, I was going to the toilet and Edward asked Alice to go with me!. To the toilet!
That led to a jour of me ignoring him. That taught him a lesson to shut his mouth and stop making decision for me…..well for about 24 hours. Then it starts again.
“Bells….your getting so boring! Talk a little…oh! I have a better idea lets play” Emmett grinned.
“Emmett, cant toi see Bella Is tired? She has to rest” Edward a dit and put a hand on my shoulder.
“But Edward, all your making Bella do is rest and accueil work!” Emmett argued with him.
I removed Edwards hand from my shoulder and got us before walking to the door.
“Where are toi going?” Edward asked.
“I’m going somewhere where I can make my own decisions. Not have someone making them for me!”
“Bella. I don’t think…”
“I’M NOT A DAMN PUPPET EDWARD!” I screamed at him.
Everyone appeared suivant to Emmett, who was looking at me with pride.
“You cant just go! Victoria could be out there waiting for you” Edward a dit angrily.
“Well….news flash Edward. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE! I’d rather live a short happy life than a long crappy, hiding in the shadows one!"
“Bell….”Edward started to talk but I cut him off.
“Just shut up Edward! I'm talking. toi are hiding me from everything! From the volturi and that stupid Victoria. Even from my friends”
“But its for your own protection”
“I don't need protection. Did I have a say in this? NO! I didn't. What a shock! toi are living my life for me, Edward! I don't even have a say in what I eat! Your always saying that's not enough toi need plus protein, plus this plus that…blah, blah, blah!
He was looking at me shocked.
“What Edward?” I asked. He cant honestly say he didn’t know he was like this.
“Bella I’m sorry…I just...i just want toi to be healthy…if toi want toi can eat anything toi want… its no probl…”
“EDWARD!” I screamed.
He still looked confused.
“My health isn't fucking important to me!...you know what? I'm leaving. Cause your not going to change me and if I stay here I’m always going to run from my problems…that’s not gonna happen! I want my short human life to be spent in peace and for me to make my own decisions!...I’m tired of this Edward”
“Bella…look…if toi want…”He reached to take my hand but I just took a step back. That hurt him. I could tell par his face.
“I don't want anything from toi ever again Edward” I told him.
“Bella lets sit and talk about this” Alice looked at me with pleading eyes “we can figure this out..”
“Maybe later Alice…I want to go home. To my own house.
So… what did toi think?
I know in this chapter I was a little harsh with Eddie but….HE DESERVED IT! Wouldn't ya be if the one toi loved acted like this?
Heheheheh!:)))
suivant chap is going to be better… maybe a little B/E but it will soon change!
Sooo….GUESS WHAT? *~~~~ Review~~~~*

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KATIE4DAMON that is AWESOME !!!!!!!!!!

joe-edwardfan i will update asap! but i should warn u this is a BEllA/RILEY pairing! :)

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Who Are The Real Monsters: Chapter 2 Hidden Creatures, Hidden Friends Part 4

posted by H-A-T-R-M

“Look at them, trying to figure it out. Trying to work out why a pure-blood has come to their school, Antiworld, huh? This could be fun”. There was a young man sitting on the haut, retour au début of a gargoyle wearing a white chemise with a black manteau over it. His eyes where a light green with a black cat eye stroke through it. As the man stood up toi saw that he had pitch black hair and his skin was white like paper. As toi closed in on the man’s face toi saw his eye drop a line of blood down his cheek, as if he was crying blood. The man looked up at the sun covering his face with his hand, he closed his...

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Me and Those - Poem par Vitor Martins AKA Sephisis17

posted by Sephisis17

salut guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem écriture path. Well hope toi like it, and please, if possible, add a commentaire saying what toi think.

Me and Those

Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants toi to do something,
ou be something
That sometimes toi don’t want to be?

They are those!
toi know them!
toi probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect toi to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
toi don’t want to take.

They are those who expect toi to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
toi prefer to be small and humble.

But do toi think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!

They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since toi were born,
Came up with a path for toi in life.

But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.

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Broken Dreams Chapter 32

posted by BellaSwan636

Serena

She screams every time a police officer ou strange nurse touches her. She refuses to hear them out. So, until further notice, she is staying in my apartment.

I glance at the clock in the waiting room. It's past midnight. Wow. Jamie and Ashleigh are asleep on a small green couch, with a receiving blanket draped over them. I pick them both up, since Kayla and I are free to leave, and we all walk outside to my car. Kayla opens the back door, and while I'm strapping the two little girls in, I signal for her to get in on the passenger side.

She's a broken person. toi only need to look at her...

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Broken Dreams Chapter 8

posted by BellaSwan636

Serena

On Friday, Tia had picked me up to go shopping.

Tia was ecstatic; for what reason, I had no idea. Tia was like a hurricane, she jotted down my sizes on her hand and then took of through the store at a pace that should've set her path on fire.

"You look great in black, white, and blue," she muttered. I saved that for future reference; she obviously knew what she was doing. Plus I'd been told that each of those colours looked nice on me before.

She pulled me into a dressing room, pointed out which outfits to try out, and exited to let me change.

I pulled a scary-looking black licou, halter neck...

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I Am My Own Path ~ A Poem

posted by fanfly

Artwork by me

Who are toi to judge?
Sitting right where toi are
toi have no claim on me

I know my own path
I am my own guide
toi are nothing to me
No matter how toi try

What do toi care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you

I know my own path
I am my own guide
toi don't know me
No matter how toi try

Why are toi here?
toi know I don't want you
I told toi to leave me

I am my own path
I know my own guide
toi can't mold me
No matter how toi try

Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. MDR Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.

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Slumber Of The Woodland (Part 4)

posted by zanhar1

Your hair is long, wet, and wavy and clings to toi as toi rise from the lake. toi get the sense that the water should be clearer. toi don’t dwell on it though, distracted par your own hair. toi don’t remember it being so long. With every motion the string of beads and shells woven into your hair bobs gently with a clicking noise. toi don’t realize that toi are topless until your hair settles against your back. But toi are not ashamed, there is a sense of liberation, toi can better feel what the earth and the wind are telling toi this way. If toi could see behind you, toi would know that...

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The Ballad of Melancholy: Gray

posted by pLaStIcSUNDAE

It's gray. It's always been so gray.

The beating cœur, coeur that searched for what it believed to be a forever, only to be led astray.

The beating cœur, coeur full of warm belief,

Now an iceberg of amer regret, the surface a shallow reflection of the depths that rest beneath.

The smiling mask distorts the image of the surface, betraying the eyes.

The rigid, cold structure reduced to a cube of ice.

A problem crippled and crumbled into "I'm fine."

If the eyes are windows to the soul, then these windows have been fogged and cracked.

If the eyes are the windows to the soul, then within these, behind the mist,...

8 Elements Of The Nutshell Technique par Jill Chamberlain

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My Life As A Doormat Part 1

posted by Tasfee

PART 1- LETS HAVE A RANT

Hi. So yeah, from the titre I think you've gathered this story is about .... well let's just say a problematic 19 an old struggling to find a meaning in life.

If you're a typical "Caucasian" you'll never understand the things we "brown people" have to face. Over-protective parents are just the start. The kinds of people are totally different. The type of "cheats", "betrayers", "heart-breakers".

Being born in a place 2% of the people worldwide knew is just the start of a slightly difficult life. For now, lemme just summarize my life for you. I'm a 19 an old girl living...

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STOP TPP! COME ON! SIGN AND SPREAD THE WORD!

posted by MisterH

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THIS IS VERY URGENT AND NOT A JOKE! ALSO DON'T GOOF OFF!!!!

I really mean it! What would toi be able to do if SOPA/TPP censors the internet? What would toi be able to do if écriture fanfics and drawing fanarts become illegal? What would toi do if it's illegal to do a cover of your favori song on YouTube? What would toi do if downloading things from the internet (music, movies, TV episodes, etc) became illegal? What would toi do if SOPA/TPP wins the war and takes away internet freedom? Net Neutrality is already dead so far, we can't risk the freedom of internet...

Never Had l’amour Like This

posted by ilu_rayray

Liyah (me)

Aliyah-Me(18)
Alexus(18)
Jasmine(18)
Prince(18)
Roc(18)
Ray(18)

My pov
Wassup im Aliyah but toi can call me liyah for short. I sing and im a backup dancer for mindless behavior with my two besties Alexus and Jasmine. I feel torn that prod left but ayyee Nobody knows this but i kinda like rayon, ray idk what it feels like to like someone bcus my dad always abused me and i never liked boys ever since but the past is gone and im living the life out in L.A.

Alexus pov
Hello im alexus but i perfer u call me lexi. I live with my sister jasmin and bestie liyah in L.A me and my sister been through alot our parents...

The mirror of fate chapter three: Amirell

posted by misscrazel

November 5th 9,999,980 BC 6:01 A.M.
Mist wanders down a small deer trail through the woods. He pulls himself up onto a glistening arbre branch. He sees a small girl huddled on the ground. He jumps down and slowly approaches her.
He draws an arrow. The girl turns around.
'Who are you?' asks Mist.
'I am Amirell, daughter of Amerith,' she says. 'Now tell me, who are you?'
'I am Mist, son of Karellcia.' he says.
'I could help you,' says Amirell. 'I have nourriture and water. if we rationed it we would have enough.'
'I shall not need a woman's help,' says Mist. 'tis easy to find nourriture out here. If I killed...

The last émeraude

posted by jeweleryfan11

About:
Once i was having a jour dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.

Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 an old was écriture a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are toi doing here?," she asked. "I l’amour the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner toi guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446

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Daydreamer: Sapphire's Story: Intro

posted by EmilyMJFan910

Based on a short film par EmilyMJFan910.

Sapphire was a normal girl. She was very happy with her life and saw herself as lucky. But she had one very special trait.
Sapphire loved to daydream.
She daydreamed every day, all jour long. She dreamed about flying! Romance! Animals! Anything and everything. But mostly, she dreamed about changing into someone different. One minute she was a mermaid, another she was a princess. One she was a celebrity, the other she was an adventurous horse rider. But sometimes, when Sapphire was dwelling in the deepest of her daydreams, she would get carried away, causing...

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When prejudice becomes a crime

posted by nimone

I had a friend, she lived in the north of China, her name was Chie. Chie was only 12 years old when she died!

It happend a few years ago, Chie and her family were going to mass on a Sunday, it was supposed to be just like any normal Sunday for her. Her and the rest of her family would get ready for mass and when they got accueil they would start to prepare lunch.
Little did they know that they would never sit down to have lunch together again!

Because on that jour the authorities surrounded the church, held the priest under house arrest, and all the people in the church were shot dead!

The priest...

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Nightfall#1(COMPLETE REWRITE) Chapter Eight

posted by adamk

CHAPTER EIGHT:
OCTOBER 29, 1995:
I wake up around 7:20, horrified at how long I have slept. I have not thought about that night in ages, an am absolutely horrified par what would happen next, but that story will be for another time. I know. Right now I have plus pressing matters to attend to. I need to find out the reason behind the flashes I had the night I arrived. It has never happened before, and I wonder who it is that I saw lying dead on the ground during the last flash. I change once more, and remember I do not have my car. I phone Harold and he agrees to pick me up. As I wait for him,...

the Diary of Rebecca J. Welsh

posted by darange

toi may not know me but I know you. Your the one with a family who loves you, with a friend who actually Accepts you, the person who has the normal life. My name is Rebecca, I'm the girl who all her "friends" ignore her, the girl who gets beaten par her father. The one who thinks the world hates her. And everyday i wonder if someone would help me but no one ever does. This is my Diary, read on if tragedy Appeals to your sence of mind i guess.

February 1st 1978
Dear diary,
is there anyone out there? Anyone who truly understands? Everyone says Being Alive is better then dead, but why do people say...

100 rooms prologue (should i continue?)

posted by Weasel1999

Prologue
She never knew she had an uncle until her parents died. It’s strange how- sometimes in life when toi lose important people in your life toi gain some more.
Her mother and father died in a house fire. No one knew how it started except the one daughter who managed to survive.
But she was in no state to tell. She suffered mild burns but her mind suffered worst of all. She never spoke again.
She was kept in hospital for six months but eventually she was packed off to her uncle Scipio. She was thirteen years old and many a dit it was a crime sending a child off to such an evil man as Scipio....

Unspoken Voice (book two)

posted by Cries_Bloodlova

Part one
The kiss
There is nothing around me nothing but darkness, loneliness and the pain I always feel. Emotional pain that is. Where is he where is my hero? The one I trust the one I l’amour where is he. Not here. Not in my thoughts? How could that be? I l’amour him too much to let him go. I look around still nothing but darkness. Wish some one would save me I wish someone would care. I have no idea why all this black nothingness surrounds me I’m alone. Like I always am. Am I dead? I hope so. To bad I will…. wait Finnick is dead to. So are Katniss and Peeta. I’m glad I’m dead then I’ll...

Escaped chapter 2

posted by fiestagirl12345

Kalie's P.O.V

we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came par the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?