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posted by TivaRocks
For NCIS Enquêtes spéciales & Ziva centric fans only. ou for people who wants to read some crap >.<


Its hard keeping up long distance relationships, but it’s almost impossible to keep up a very large friendship group when they were all divisé, split up in different parts of the world, and no one knew that better then the Ace Gang.
Ziva David, Tali David, Ali David, Ari Haswari, Natasha Haswari, Shmuel Rubinstein, Abraham Cole, Aaron Spike, Lauralie Gilmore, Christopher Hayden, Michael Rivkin, Zachery David-Addy, Ryan James, Ashley James, Chad Cooper, Sandra Long, Sam Long, Oliver Todd and Shina Coholan all knew how hard it was.
Chris, Lauralie, Oliver, Ryan, Ashley and Chad all lived in America. Chad, Ryan and Ashley had only joined the group when they were 11, when they met Ziva, Zach (cousins), Sam and Sandy (twins) on a train to one of the finest musique schools in the world, Lisa Clarks Academy of Performing Arts, 11 to 17.
Lauralie’s mother was a close friend of Ziva, Ali and Tali’s mother, while Chris’s father was an old classmate of Sam and Sandy’s father, leaving them as close Friends of their children.
The Israeli’s had all been Friends for years, however. Ali, Ari, Ziva, Natasha, Zach and Tali were all David's, Sandy and Sam happened to of been born four days after Ziva did, and as the Longs and David's were also neighbours, they were all good friends.
Though eight of them spent half of their time in England, half of that eight spent another quarter in America, and all the leftovers were in Israel, they had all managed to stay together to this day.
But none of it had been easy.

toi could say that the pain had started when Abraham had died. It was never easy, living in Israel. The suicide bombing that had killed Abe was one of the many that had come in the past months, but there had still been pain, in all the Ace’s.
Ziva felt the hurt most. She was definitely the one who had been closest to Abraham, and the pain wasn’t something any twelve an old girl should experience. It had taken many weeks for Ziva to heal enough to go back out side. She wouldn’t laugh with the Ace’s, but then, none of them had laughed at all since Abe had died.
Slowly, they began to get better. It was a hard trip for all of them, at their young ages (Ari, at 14, was the oldest of the group), but they got through eventually, realising that their close friend hadn’t left them, as long as they just let him in. Many of them had sworn many times that they could hear Abe’s cheerful laugh as they all joked together.

It went quite well, really, for the suivant couple of years. Ziva, Sandy, Sam, Ashley, Ryan and Chad had formed a band, “The Dreamers and Believers” and them, along with Oliver and Zach, were making magical musique for the whole school in London, écriture weekly to every member of the Ace Gang, and spending every moment possible together during their breaks.
But, during that time, there was one, small, small problem.
Ziva and Sam had started dating, and the Ace Gang had a rule: “Don’t rendez-vous amoureux, date an Ace. It won’t work and the rest of us will be divisé, split down the middle.”
The rule had been made after Laurie and Chris had a child when they were 16, and no one had heard from Chris since.
The D&B and Zack and Oliver were most worried, because they had a close up view of what was going on. But their other Friends they had made really couldn’t see what the problem was. Sam and Ziva were regularly seen doing homework together in the Library, écriture songs in the Boddington House musique Room, ou making out in every room they could get into.
The rest of the Ace Gang got together one spring break, and decided that they should just let Ziva and Sam get on with it. They were so close already the only difference between now and 5 years il y a was the fact that they were s’embrasser a lot.
Soon, the Dreamers and Believers were off to college. To be plus specific, Julliard University. Meanwhile, following Sam and Ziva’s lead, several Ace’s began to rendez-vous amoureux, date and sleep with each other.
Natasha and Shmuel where an item, Shina and Ari where now an item, and Ali and Sandy were happily engaged par that time.
Sam, Ziva, Sandy and Ali all lived in an apartment in NYC. Ziva, and the twins dashing in and out of their home, back and forth from school, while Ali, a workaholic Mossad Officer, continued to do the haut, retour au début secret ops with everyone BUT the Longs and Ziva, who were too busy with school to work with their fathers in Mossad.
Then, just days after Ziva and the twins had celebrated their 20th birthdays, Sandy discovered she was pregnant.
It was a bit plus work then, Sandy was forced to cut back A LOT on her studies to prepare for the baby, but all she really had to do was do research on how to raise a kid, feeding/teething ect., because Ziva had turned into “Super Aunt”. Most mornings she returned from her jog laden with plastic bags filled with baby clothes (once they had had the ultra sound and discovered it was a girl) and toys. She let the parents do some of the shopping and most of the picking out, but Ziva was determined to make this kid happy.
It wasn’t easy though. Eli and Sarah, and Peter and Diana were all shocked at the idea of their children having a baby out of wedlock, and several times Peter had demanded Sandy to get the kid removed, but she wouldn’t budge.
After prodding and poking from the rest of their children and the Ace Gang, the grandparents reluctantly gave in, but it was a close one.

Then, once again, tragedy struck. When Sandy was on her eight mois of pregnancy, Tali, who was sixteen, was bombed. A local shopping mall had been hit, while Tali was trying to find a dress for her new niece.
It was still a hard hit to the head for the Ace Gang, but around the time Sandy went into labour, they were over the grieving, and was celebrating Talia’s happy life.
Ziva Caitlin David was born at precisely 2:00am, 22 of July, 1983.
She looked so much like her aunty Ziva it wasn’t funny. The Ace Gang swooned over the new baby, happy to have something so little and helpless once more.

Many years past since . . . and things have changed.
Sam and Ziva are Friends once again, jouer la comédie so normal around each other it’s a surprise to some that they ever dated at all.
Ali and Sandy had 3 plus children, twin 8 an olds, Destiny Kelly and Abigail Shannon, and a five an old, Olivia Talia.
Shmuel and Natasha had also had four, all adopted, Hasmina, 18, twins, Michael and Eli, 14, and Talia, 7.

Oliver Todd was brought his first real pain, when his younger sister, Kate died. It was such a shock to relies, that his best friend, Ari Haswari, the Joker of the Ace Gang, had killed her.
Ziva may have dreamed of being a world famous singer, but instead she grew on to be a Mossad Bad-Ass Ninja. She was sent to NCIS, where Kate Todd had worked, to smooth things out.
Eventually, due to feelings and reason’s that Ziva couldn’t and wouldn’t explain, she ended up killing Ari, just secondes before he was about to shoot Kate’s old boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, to death.
This act scored Ziva a place on Gibbs’s team, alongside computer geek Timothy McGee, and big shot movie lover, Anthony “Tony” DiNozzo.

plus pain came on after that, mainly from Mossad, who wanted Ziva back. Director David was angry that his daughter had moved on, and was the cause of half the pain that came with NCIS. Losing her good friend Jenny, for instance.
Michael and Ziva, alarmingly, started sleeping together. This went on for about a year, then Michael was caught up in an NCIS Enquêtes spéciales investigation, and when Michael, who had been drinking, resisted arrest from Ziva’s partner, Tony, Tony had killed him.
This lead to a lot a pain for the Ace Crew. Michael was dead, and Ziva, enraged at Tony and full of remorse, went on a Op in Somalia, Africa, and was kidnapped.
After four months of worrying from NCIS Enquêtes spéciales and the Ace Gang, Team Gibbs found her and brought her home. She told the tail of her father making her go, then leaving her to die there to the Ace Gang, who all swore to not talk to Eli again unless completely necessary.

But, surprisingly, the Ace Gang is still there. Still laughing, all happy now that they are all in America. D&B still playing around with the songs that had caused them such popularity and laughter at the LCA.
They are still there. Living. And no one knows of what could happen in the future. . What would become of the Mini Ace’s . . . How long Ziva would survive NCIS Enquêtes spéciales . . . But that, unfortunately, is another story.
posted by r260897
Zean, the famous étoile, star of musique world came back with his Zeal (his guitar) and his famous UKK band after a live performance. He sat in front of a big mirror removing his make up. His ears were active with the chatter of his mates who were busy in talking about another band. He turned back with a big a smile as if he wanted to say something but he didn’t. he saw a small boy running and then he stood up and ran behind him he ran and ran and ran until he found himself surrounded par white light and some noise in which he could hear “so toi are Zean…. Haaahaaaaa look at him his….” Zean,,...
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posted by Luna-Lacrimosa
Built For Sin
Darkness poured into the hybrid's room, filling the room with great depression. Rain drops made little trails down the window, almost like tears, down the cool glass surface of the window. Luna still needed to réponses to her questions. Why was she here? What does she need to do? Why did her cœur, coeur finally feel warm after what Hades told her about Leon's feelings?! The réponses never showed up to her, no matter what she thought ou did.
A big bewilderment sigh danced in the cool quiet air of the depressed dark room. Luna crashed her head into her hands and grabbed a hold of her hair...
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posted by candlegirlsmile
In a foggy night ,
On a foggy jour ,
Following the light ,
Running far away .

There was a little car ,
Driven par two children ,
Made out of plastic and gum ,
With a fake license number .

And the car was the product
Of one’s imagination,
It was the guide through the forest
Of his life’s interpretation.

And the forest was dark
And hunted par loups ,
Full of tears and pain
And of smiles went to vain.

And this kid was an orphan,
Slowly rushing through life ,
Searching for his mother ,
Waiting to be held tight.

He is Lost and scared ,
Yet unstoppable ,
Cause all his life he’s spent
Walking through that forest.

We ain’t all lucky and rich
ou have families.
The truth is we only have ourselves,
To make our own journies.

This orphan’s an example
For those who don’t know ,
That that forest is the rode
We all have to go on .
HI, WELL IN THE LAST CHAPTER, ROBYN AND RICK FIND OUT WHAT IS REALLY GOING TO HAPPEN, AND THAT THE WHOLE SCHOOL NEW ABOUT IT THROUGH lire A PROPHECY THAT HAD ALL THE ANSWERS. NOW WE R STARTING FROM THEIR seconde CLASS, DONT WOORY IT WONT BE A CHAPTER PER LESSON LAWL.......................



The rest of the History clas dragged in, no one looked at me, ou even whispered behind me. When ever i would catch someones eye they would turn away.Yes they should have told me, rather than get ridiculed par some, History teacher, but they are my freinds. And right now thats what i need, good freinds. "Robyn,...
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posted by WritenOnTheSand
Prologue

I have always hated how we never seem to change. Our town has been the same size since, well, since forever. Never changing, just remaining quaint and familiar. Some people don’t like to come here because they say we make our selves sound too innocent. To me, innocence is that last thing that is Sleepy Hollow. If we were innocence, then my story would have no meaning. And without meaning, there would be no story. I will admit that toi may find it to be sad ou empty, so I don’t blame toi if toi want to set it down, and never look at it again. Believe me, if only I could set it off...
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posted by breebree446
 1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
First Person

First person écriture is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). toi use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to toi themselves.

Second Person

Third person is the exact opposite. Instead of the character talking to you, the narrator is talking about the character. Your main words are "You", and "Your."

Third Person

Third person is almost similar to seconde person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person livres often have the most detail.

For plus detailed descriptions, go to: link
posted by mari_giovani
This is a short story, based on a song. The song's kinda spoilerish so i'm gonna put its link at the end.
Ps: i just finished this so it probably has some typing and pontuaction mistakes...I'll review and éditer later! :)

There he was once again, holding his knees in his arms, on the corner of that canapé that he often tries to forget, and across from him, his terapist sat, cleaning her glasses with a tissue as she had his file on her lap, tried to, for the yet unknown, last time, understand and help him.
"So how are toi today, Jason? I'm glad to see that you're looking for the help that toi need."...
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Can toi hear me (OST-Beethoven Virus)

Even though it hurts but a little, tears form
My cœur, coeur screams out
If I pass in front of you, beside you
You were my whole world
I want only you
But I can't breathe when I'm in front of you

As if toi weren't my destiny
As if this was just a fleeting moment
Next to you, who just let me go so easily
I go closer to toi step par step
Although I cannot déplacer at all

You make me restless, toi make me cry
Like a fool, like a child
I want to just laugh it off instead

The closer I get to you
Although I get plus scared
I guess I cannot stop this love

Why is it just my l’amour that is late...
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posted by Kimi4312
heres a song about me and my boyfriend enjoy :)Lyrics:
As a very small girl, I met a boy, hes so sweet,

I was shy and he wasn't, he always watch out,

He never left my side, I never left his side,

Because we're stuck together,

Always be stuck together,

His new girlfriend showed up but I don't like her,

He is blinded par her but I know her l’amour is a lie,

I seen him being unhappy everyday since she show

But I ask salut wanna hang out at my house,

Then he a dit yeah and we start hanging out,

We are stuck together and always will be,

I have been stuck to his side forever,

Then we been playing video games and laughing,...
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I starred down at the skinny "liar" in my hands.I couldn't be pregnant.Pregnancy test could be wrong right?At that moment I didn't know whether i should scream ou pass out."What happened to perfect little Annie?" I thought to myself."The one who had gotten into a ivy league school and would be attending in the fall?Well she was gone now,along with her virginity."
In case toi hadn't figured it out already,I'm Annie,Annie Green and I'm PREGNANT!Shivers went down my spine as the words echoed in my head.This was my fault;and Emett's of course.Emett is the "thing's" father."That's even if I have...
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posted by VAMPirella1997
this my poem...I just wrote it randomly...Don't know if it's any good...what do toi think?

--------------------------------------------------


If toi l’amour him,
Tell him so.
If toi l’amour him,
Tell him not to go.

The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.

Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.

“Yes, I l’amour you,
I’ve told toi so.
And if toi l’amour me,
Please don’t go.”

“Yes, I l’amour you,
I’ve told toi so.
And if toi l’amour me,
Please don’t go.”

“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”

So, if toi l’amour him,
Tell him so.
If toi l’amour him,
Tell him not to go.

The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
posted by lilacool
Little raindrops shiny,silver,
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something toi can do.
posted by shomill
He has feu in his eyes.

Burning, flaming, blazing with his fury,
But not at me,
Never at me,
For I am his love,
The one he holds above
All others. His fury
Is for those who would harm me,
Who would dare to bring amer tears to my eyes.
They alone see the full fury of his fire.

He has feu in his eyes.

They sparkle when he smiles,
Crackling feu behind dark irises.
They are beautiful because of the firelight behind them.
What is he thinking of as he smiles at me,
The flames in his eyes gleaming brightly?
He's thinking of the thing we both hold dear,
The treasured, precious l’amour we share.

He has feu in his...
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One of them charged at Marley while he was on the ground. He jumped up, the beast missed him, but he landed on the back of the other one. He tried to weigh it down (Which was just ridiculous to try in the first place), it didn’t work. Alec quickly jumped on the beast with Marley, as they tried to throw the beast to the ground together. The first beast rammed into the seconde one, it barely felt it, but Marley and Alec fly four metres into the air. Opal came out and slashed on first one with her nails, as her eyes turn rose. Marley and Alec landed; they both stood up and took a battle stance,...
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posted by Bella_Swan3
I'm losing my mind, Taylor thought as she gripped the edge of the vanity table, almost splintering it. A few shards of glass on haut, retour au début of it were enough to tell her that her face was painted with her black tears.

I need to find out, she thought desperately. Even if it hurts. Even if the truth hurts worse than an outright lie.

Lie. So seemingly small and insignificant, and yet it could go unnoticed, almost like it could be a dit and then forgotten immediately.

Lies are like a temporary fix. They solve most problems, but they will soon unravel and tear even worse than before.

Glass. Why can't I break...
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posted by T-lover
what I'm écriture isn't exactly an article , but I hope toi will enjoy it ^_^ ..

Girl; Do I ever traverser, croix you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do toi like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do toi want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would toi do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me ou you'r life ?
Boy; My life .

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....

*The reason toi never traverser, croix my mind is because toi are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like toi is because I l’amour toi .
*The reason I don't want toi is because I need toi .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if toi left is because I would die if toi left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for toi is because I would die for toi .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do toi anything for toi is because I would do everything for toi .
*The reason I chose my life is because toi are my life .
posted by Bella_Swan3
Taylor had never shadow-walked with no destination in mind. Shadow walking was something she was slightly afraid to do. It made her feel unbalanced, as if she had been donné too much control. Like standing on the edge of a cliff, the wind pushing toi to jump, and some part of toi secretly wanting to succumb to it's persuasive power.

She opened her eyes to the flat, glassy expanse of water in front of her. The tiny sliver of the moon was distorted par the waves.

Granted, shadow walking allowed her to appear wherever she wanted, but to her, it also served as a constant reminder that she was not...
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slowly climbing

inch par inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

papillons of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to l’amour it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I walked in and saw Dawn and Thor. I walked over and gave them both a look. “Where are mom and dad” I asked looking around the house. Dawn smile. “Still in Australia” I looked at Dawn with a confused smile. “Well then what’s going on” I asked. I was angry at Thor and Dawn and not because of Liz ou that mom and dad were still in Australia, but because they weren’t telling me anything. “Well?” I asked. Thor looked at me but he didn’t smile he just stared at me. “We were told to go home, we don’t know anything” he a dit in a palourde voice. I heard a bang, I turned and saw...
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posted by CheeryDavis
Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the foins, hay i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as toi pull me up and hold me close
i know that toi will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...
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