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posted by darkwave
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.

Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?

Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.

And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that toi have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?

Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement jour coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
posted by lovepop
"What? New Hampshire?" Hillishia said. "But that's far away." "Nah! You're movie stars! toi can buy your plane tickets in a snap!" Mr. Higgsten said. The dark and empty stage was very dark and eerie when it was silent. So it was silent as Ponya thought."Well I guess I can squeeze it in. How long will we be there?" Ponya asked. "Just to do some final touches so I'm guessing about a few days." Ponya turned to Hillishia. "It's ok! We can go to New Hampshire and come back in time to see the opening night!" Ponya said. "We'll go!" Hillishia said.......................sorry I had to make the article longer............................................... Zaqqqqqqqqqqqqqqq....................
( Hi I am here with another story. In this where ever is ‘I’ please consider yourself there )
Mei was busy with her laptop, Tia and Rocket were sitting in a corner D’jok and Thank were enjoying funny performance of Micro Ice. Ahito was sleeping and I was sitting in one corner waiting for Sinned. There was a loud sound coming from another room. Arch was scolding Sinned for his deeds he did in match. When he came he was a bit angry but when I went there he looked with his caring eyes and a dit “hey l’ll sis I’ll come to take you. Till then live here coz my life is kinda unsettled…”...
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posted by Ragefulchimp
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a poisson on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis

Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with poisson hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals

Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The poisson hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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posted by Ragefulchimp
    As hell started to freeze over, satan had his servants throw plus wood in the deep, dark, crumbling pits of heck. The slaves of eternity agreed with haste, because if they didnt follow orders, Satan would do horrible things. The Creator of evil was jouer la comédie especially evil that day, because he knew what was coming up, Christmas. His favori holiday was on the horizon, and he was still at a loss as to what to buy jesus. He already had wings, and this really cool rubiks cube that was electronic, plus his dad was all powerful, which was pretty neat. He had a couple of ideas...
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posted by Lore_Master
"Wha.... how could they have found out?" the hero thought to himself staring with a dead expression on his face, they heard a knock on the door "Are toi okay?" asked the girl getting up to check the door, the hero sat there La Reine des Neiges in fear only hearing a faint voice "Boy listen to me... I know we haven't gotten off on the right foot but if toi don't escape we will both be captured so déplacer boy!" a dit the voice in his head, the hero couldn't believe what he was hearing was it the demon with-in him asking nicely? the hero shook his head in confusion "Why should I listen to you? you're trying to...
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posted by Lore_Master
These side affects were takeing a toll on the hero gradually wearing him down, the doctor took the hero in as his own careing for him and makeing sure he was brought up well, "Two year's have passed since that night." the hero thought to himself as he got up out of lit to start what seemed like a normal summer jour "Boy where are toi it's time to start work!" excalimed the old man as he knocked on his door "Eh... I hate mornings." a dit the hero as he got up out of lit getting dressed to start another day. With the sun bareing down on them it seemed as if hell had found it's way to Siege "Are...
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posted by Lore_Master
He couldn't stop stareing at his reflection "What am I? who am I...?" he asked himself looking at the black wings on his back, he took hold of his wings ripping them off violently howling in pain, massive amounts of blood were gushing from his back he began feeling weak soon falling to the ground into the puddle of muddy water he layed there lifeless he had completely donné up, he slowly faded out of consciousness as his blood slowly filled the muddy puddle he started to laugh feeling the madness took over his mind, he rolled over to look at the star's once plus before he was completely dead...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
 Rosella
Rosella
"Well...that's better." A fourteen-year-old Rosella Karst says. She had just cast a spell on a glass cup which is now filled with water. She grabs the cup and takes a sip. "What are toi doing?!" Rosella's older sister, Pandora exclaims for she had just arrived. Rosella almost chokes on the hydrogen and oxygen drink. "Drinking water. Why? Is that illegal?" She sets the glass down on a coffee table, tableau in the magical wizard lair that they are in. Pandora takes Rosella's wizard wand which has a vine stem and a beautiful white rose at the top. "I'm not joking. Why couldn't toi just go downstairs, get...
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posted by Kachetes
The ride to brianas wasnt far but I could hardly see with the wind blowing at my face wich hurt my eyes I realy couldnt tell what happen next,but in a divisé, split seconde I found myself inches away from falling on my face to seeing I face close to mine
He was teenage boy hard gray eyes that made me want to break wich is hard to imagen how I got that idea ,he cant break me id break his nose nefore he could even touch me
And yet here I was tightly locked in his arm
“thank toi for cacthing me before I fell”i a dit very formaly he says nothing he states into my eye with a confused experation he pulls...
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The main characters' Profiles and about them.
Name:Miki Nakamura
Age:15
Gender: female
Creature:human
Height:167 cm. (5'6)
Skin:Peach
Blood type:AB
Hair Color:Blue (and purple, and pink, ect.)
Hairstyle:semi-long
Eyes:grey
About Me:A very unlucky girl. Her parents are most always overseas, and she has no grandparents, so she's always alone, she has Friends but she's always busy so she usually can't hang out with them except on holidays and weekends. she can cook and clean, so she maintain's her house fairly well. she's also very curious, which would explain why she found the box, that the male Neko -...
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posted by para-scence
"I think it's working," Carissa smiled at me. I sat between her and Rigby on the bench. Already, I felt great. My cœur, coeur was racing, and I almost couldn't sit still. After a few moments though, my eyes started to hurt. "They're just dilating," Carissa told me. "Here." She took off her sunglasses and handed them to me. I noticed her eyes seemed sunken in, and there were gray circles underneath her eyes. She blew her cigarette smoke in my direction.

"Thanks," I a dit energetically. My mind was racing, I could barely spit out the words.

"Just don't tell anyone," Jordan a dit on the other side of...
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posted by para-scence
There's no such thing as "fitting in" apparently.

I was observing I guess toi could say, the students at the school. The kids who were "popular" were very obvious; they had huge crowds around them, and were jouer la comédie very obnoxious. Apparently this rank was donné to toi at birth ou something. Kids who were "losers" were not allowed to socialize with these kids at all.

I pity the losers.

Not that I wasn't one either, because it's obvious that I was. Not even the other losers would talk to me... Not that I wanted them to. I was better off just being par myself. So I avoided Jezreel and Emery as much...
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posted by wolfclan121
Death was in the park. He was making a crack in a plank of the bridge right in front of them. Right in front of Jannet. "Um..Jane I think we should tell your Friends to meet us at your place!" Dave yelled. "Why? The're over there in the car park." "I - I just don't think toi should traverser, croix that bridge! It looks unsafe!" "It's fine! Come on!" But it wasn't fine. As soon as she stepped on that first plank, she fell through. Her foot was stuck in between two planks and she couldn't move. She was drowning. "Jane! No not Jane too!" He screamed as he tried to free her broken foot. Jane too? Then I...
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posted by Twilight-girl-x
Heyy there, I know in my last entry I a dit I would write on Friday- but I didn't. Theres actually loads of things that have happened to me in the last few days/week. Im not gonna tell toi though! I had no commentaires on the last entry but as soon as I get some feedback im gonna start écriture to toi again- Im a very busy person. I go to school, I play football (soccer-(Im english)-) along with my écriture I also sing alot so I have many things to do/practice. Go look for my last entry and toi will understand partly why im jabbering on :) l’amour to the people of the earth~ Cait xxx- 20th September 2011
posted by nick_cross
When I awoke it was already dark out, and there was a man on the other side of the porch screaming out into the night, I rose and tried to listen. I couldn’t make out much of what he was saying but it sounded like he was asking a lot of questions. For a seconde I thought maybe he was screaming at somebody. Out of curiosity, I started walking over to him to see who he was screaming at. When I got close enough I could see that he was looking up facing the sky, I couldn’t see his face because it was covered par the shadow casted from the ceiling of the porch. When I got even closer I smelled...
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posted by nick_cross
The Exiled
Story setting:
Era: future
Character setting: witch and wizards, vampires, werewolves, phoenix man, humans
Setting: earth, United States
World setting: future, world war??, nations combine to make 3 empires: wizard empire, empire of man, world empire.
PROLOGUE:
For centuries we lived harmoniously; we had two different worlds. Two very different worlds. Their world was lived freely and without secrecy. In our world, that’s what it was all about, secrecy. Don’t make too much noise, don’t seem so noticeable, and most important, under no circumstances, don’t ever get caught. For a while...
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posted by Twilight-girl-x
Hi, I was actually gonna start doing this on Tuesday- but I forgot! I also forgot on wednesday and Thursday too. But im here now. So! Some people keep a diary, some people write emails to imaginary people ou to themselves. I'm not one of those people, I'm here talking to toi guys. This is practically my online Diary! It won't be all sunshine and rainbows but hey, toi don't really expect that do you? No I didn't think so!! Well here we go.

I started school again on Tuesday- I'm in an nine! Im a tallish, short brown haired, Bluey-greeny eyed girl of 13- My name is Caitlin Grace, but I go by...
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posted by tigerseye43
I got up to the sound of glass crashing to the floor. I ran to my little cuisine to see a man in a black ski mask and overalls standing in my kitchen. I ran at him to throw a coup de poing ou two but when I extended my arm to hit him, he grabbed my arm and stabbed my with a knife.As the couteau cut through my skin I screamed in pain, with a few cuss words to go along with it. Then as I fell to the floor in pain, the thief ran out my door and fled from my house. What was going on, I thought. Why was that man in my house. Then I looked around to see what he had broken. When I saw what he had broken, I...
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posted by para-scence
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.

"Have a good jour sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.

Not that I deserve to.

I clutched my livres to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.

"Bitch," they muttered.

"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.

But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.

And I'd live with this guilt till I die.

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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.