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posted by Problematic129
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Chapter 16
        Remembering is hard for the soul
    As soon as my parents heard the news, they came storming through the hospital and taking me out of there despite my doctors best wishes. I smiled at him and gave him a thumbs up to mostra him I was okay, and he did the phone symbol and mouthed call me. I was glad he stayed da my side after that horrible ordeal, he and Cadence stayed da side me throughout the night.
    I was spooked and I told them both about my dream, even though I was sure he doubted my story, he listened and asked domande like Cadence. I was happy that it seemed that he believed me, and he was extra curious about Bubble gum.
    So was I, I explained it over and over but it still seemed impossible. How could she know I was there? Was she pyschic too?
    My parents parked the car in front of our house, my mom gently grabbed me and carefully led me upstairs to my room. When we reached my room my parents tucked me in my letto and looked at me concernedly. I could see them better and my mom looked pale and scared while dad looked lost.
    “Are te okay, sweetie?” Mom asked me.
    I nodded. “Better now, mom did te get any sleep?”
    Mom shook her head, “doesn’t matter now, as long as your okay.”
    I nod as my mom kisses my cheek, she casts one più worried glance at me. “Call me if te need anything.”
    “I will.”
    She gives me a dazzling smile and leaves the room, dad stares at me a few secondi before begrudgingly following my mother. It was weird, it was as if they switched roles, mom looked worried while dad looked annoyed.
    I shake my confused thoughts as I think back to the girl with the bubble gum hair, she had detto Serache, that must be her name. But I’m sure now that she wasn’t the one who had tried to suffocate me, but she probably was just was as important.
    I’m going to need to find her. But that’s going to take some time.
    And I’ll have to wait.
    Or maybe not, I think as I close my eyes and think of the girl again and my sister, I might just get another vision if I’m lucky.
    If only my sister had something, anything, that can conjure anything up. I’ve racked my brains for hours, but still I have no idea of a girl named Serache with bubble gum hair. I sighed.
    I stood up and went to my closet, I pried off the special tile and my hand searched for something that I haven’t touched for years. It took a while but soon enough I felt my hands close on a hard surface. I closed my eyes for a second, took a deep breathe and then pulled my hand with the object out of the tile.
    It was a a craft book, designed da a giddy young pre-teen whose family was happy back then. There’s all kinds of pictures of us in there, I remember dedicating most of my time into this. And when our family did break apart, I put even più time into it, I’d take thousands of pictures, I remember even Dorothy complaining.
    Serache didn’t look familiar, none of them did, but maybe, just maybe, I met them. Probably walking da them on the street, o when Dorothy and I went to the mall and a ton of her Friends stopped her to say hi. It could’ve been anytime, I had to spot at least one of them.
    I flipped the pages, cringing at our extremely bright smiles, if only we knew what would’ve happened, we wouldn’t have been that happy. It was agonizing to look at every picture without having to feel the wave of sadness, hopelessness, and anger that course through me, but I pushed aside my thoughts and kept looking at every picture.
    I had to study them, and look più closely, in case there was a detail I’ve never noticed before. After minuti of endless nothings I stopped at one certain picture. It was of me and Dorothy, bright smiles pastered on our faces and hands on our hips in a sassy attitude style.
    There was probably nothing wrong with that, but if te looked behind us there was something strange. They wore normal clothes, looking ordinary. Their head was turned toward us, their hair long that it reached past their belt, covering their face perfectly. All I could see was a portion of their lips, which were full and pouty, their body was obviously female, I would probably be worried if that was not the case.
    The only other indicator of importance was the hair color, a dark sheen of black, the same color I have a reason to believe my attacker’s hair was. Could it be?
    It was hard to tell if I had seen her before, she was shielded perfectly. Did she do that on purpose? Did she know the camera would get her? I furrowed my eyebrows as I studied her hard, waiting for any fonte of recognition, but it never came.
    Frustrated I took that picture aside, and started to look through the other ones. But they barely had anything except indicators of where my sister has been. One picture made me pause in particular, we were at one of those shopping plaza’s, it was a sister-sister thing we wanted to try.
    I was practically floating the morning of our day, Dorothy was having a good laugh at my happiness, but I couldn’t help it. I got to spend time with a sister I adored, it was one of the happiest days of my life.
    I closed my eyes and smiled, remembering how I felt, and then when I opened my eyes I was standing the plaza shopping place.
    I smiled to myself, finally a good memory, even if it was a vision.
Chapter Three

THE TRUE MYSTERY IS NOT WHAT HAPPENED IN YOUR LIFE BUT WHAY HAPPENED AFTER DEATH. ARE te STILL ALIVE, DO te TRANSFER INTO A NEW BODY, o WHAT? -EMMA

      Sophie didn't arrive home until late that evening. That was so like her. She was such a party girl that she assumed that she could mostra up whenever she pleased. I was getting tired of that. I really needed her today but she was too busy having fun and being social. I had spent the rest of the giorno painting a new canvas of a stormy giorno with wind, rain, and lightening. It turned out beautiful.
      Sophie came into the basement...
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posted by hgfan5602
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.

He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.

It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that

I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings

I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....

Don't swing me da my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if te destroy me.
posted by Problematic129
*Thanks for all the commenti :) Please read and review and please don't copy*
Chapter 4
    Something fishy
    I had the perfect excuse to go back to the station, after my parents rash behavior I would need to have an apology at the ready. I mean, if te fight in the police station be glad te weren’t arrested.
    I entered the police station, looking for anyone similar. I felt a tap on my shoulder and whirled around to find the boy I was looking for.
    Cadence.
    “Hello again, Destiny,”...
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ciao readers as te all know I usually begin with Abbie Preston my main character in this story but now I kinda wanted something diffrent so I began with the Gellar family and some of their relatives, this chapter is all them so I hope te enjoy it just the same! ..two characters in this chapter are named after two of my most loyal readers usernames..
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Chapter (14):
"Thank te so much for coming" detto Laura Gellar to the last of the guests as the filed one da one out of the door, "Your welcome, Laura, and agian...
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posted by rory2011
chapter (4)


the Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. took me with my sister and my brother ,they hit us on our head to pass out and when we woke up ,we found our self's in a dark nasty old room ,the room were empty ,the only thing I can see is the sun light crossing that small window
I looked around me Sofia and Jeremy were still sleeping on the floor ,I smelled something weird ,I feel dizzy ,I can't see very clear so I started knocking the room door strongly "help ,please somebody help me " ,I can feel my body hit the ground strongly ,I want to get up but I couldn't sposta ,I couldn't even breath

all I see now is darkness...
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posted by Dhampires
No matter how much te wish for più it happens like the ora glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.

With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.

We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test da our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
posted by SweetHoneyBunny
I woke up cold, tired and sore. I moved a little and got a face full of sunshine, I reached for the curtains and for my quilt. I opened one eye a bit to find them, but when I looked I wasn't in my bed, o even in my house. I was in the forest on the cold, hard ground. “What happened?” I detto out loud. I stretched. “Ouch.” My back and shoulders were killing me, I touched my shoulder blade and winced. It was scratched and the skin was torn. I heaved myself off the ground and nearly fell back down. “What is going on?” I stood there for what felt like eternity, when I heard something....
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posted by rory2011
chapter (3)

    
"ok where are we ? " Jeremy detto ,"I don't know ,it looks like we're in china "
"yea but there's nobody here ,the streets are empty"
I heard a weird scary voice ,"what was that sound ? " I detto ,"it's my stomach ,I'm so hungry" Sofia detto ,"ok let's try to find a restaurant o a place that we could eat there "I detto
we were walking around the city ,trying to find the restaurant ,I looked all over the thing that can give me a clue for the place that we're in but I couldn't understand anything ,it's like we're in everywhere ,there were houses took the shape...
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(Verse 1)
I am in Amore with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible

(Verse 1)

(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other

(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday

(Verse 2)

(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover

(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,

(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other

(Chorus)

We need to meet before we go undercover
posted by alicia386
Chapter Five

Mason met Olivia at his preferito restaurant. It was a perfect giorno for a cena date. The sun was shinny, the clouds were extra white, and the erba seemed greener then ever. If only she knew that this was a cena date. He signed the last autograph for today as Olivia sat across from him at their round table. Her hair was curly and in a ponytail. Then she wore a red dress with a thick, black cintura in the middle. His secondo impression of her was still the same, gorgeous. This data was going pretty well but Cassidy dresses better. Mainly because Cassidy is rich but he didn't want to...
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posted by Problematic129
*First of all thanks for commenti :) Please read and review and please don't copy*
Chapter 3
    Colorful styles and pictures to doom
    After that class I found out that Cali and I shared all the same classes. And hallelujah for that, because she’s been giving me consigli and tips throughout the beginning of the day, and I stuck to her like glue.
    The più I got to know I realized that she wasn’t all that perky, it’s just in the morning because she has too much coffee. da the time lunch rolled around I was practically shaking....
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posted by hgfan5602
Every weekend, I sleep late, like every normal teenager. Problem is, my annoying little brother wakes up at like what? 6:30 every morning? Yeah. And he dumps a bucket of water filled with ice in it on my face if I don't wake up at 6:30. What a nuisance. Otherwise, if I go hangout with my Friends before he gets up. he says, "Mrs. Mellark! Going out with your boyfriend?" Yeah, I like Peeta, as a matter of fact, if te didn't know before. Personal opinion, you'll live with it. What a strange little kid. No idea where he learned what a boyfriend was, but fine. The major thing that makes me mad...
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Yo, everyone. Chase here. te know, Jake's been recitazione all strange lately like he's hiding something from me. And I don't like it. I don't see how anyone would. I thought we were a team. And I thought he detto that I was just as great as he was. Now, this proves that he was totally lying. What a fraud. Okay, I found out something today that might be useful to the two of us. Well, that is, if Jake even wants to work with me. I saw his light on yesterday night. Face it, he's probably researching something about the mutant serpent. Am I right? Well, yes, I thought so. te know, I am telepathic....
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posted by hgfan5602
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?

I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.

I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood da me,
When things went wrong.

I want a chance to repay them,
To mostra them that...
Their work was useful.
To mostra them that
I am truly thankful.

Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.

I want to mostra all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
posted by sawfan13
Dear Mother,

Yes I know what te did to me

You threw me down the well

All because I made your life a living hell

Mommy, Mommy can't te see?

I'm your little adopted baby girl

If te didn't want me, why did te adopt me

Yes Mommy, I know

I, Samarra morgan knows.

The tape that is cursed

Is nothing worse

Than what I had experienced

Why didn't I ever sleep?

Because the cavalli kept me up at night

Because te let Daddy keep me in the barn.

I have hurt others

I have killed others

I may have even sickened your horses

I bet te loved them più than te loved me

Yes, I know I am a freak

Because I am afraid of water, so...
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posted by Knowitall123
 cover of the original Vamp out
cover of the original Vamp out
part 2

****2 Weeks Ago*****
I woke up thinking how this was just another usual giorno
"Sweetie, we need to talk." my mom detto seriously while her dragon Vinictus flew around her head
"I didn't do anything wrong, te don't have any proves."
My dad stopped me and put a hand on my shoulder.
"We kn..what proves?" He asked with a serious face.
"Nothing. What did te need me?" I tried to change the subject, Dia who just stopped chasing Emmas dragon looked at me.
"Well..we got a latter this morning.." My mom started.
"And it's an Invitation." My dad continued.
"An Invitation?" I was getting interested in it,...
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posted by Knowitall123
half a anno fa my friend wrote a story called Vamp out ,but after receiving some mean commenti she gave up on it and when I asked to do a revamp she agreed.




I have,a pretty much normal life, well not quite as normal as te think.
You see I'm a Vampire. All of te who just started running in panic te can relax. I don't kill people, I'm Vegeterian. I almost never drink blood. When I need to drink blood I drink animal blood. I live in the UK, to be più precise in London. Maybe te want to know how I look like. I'm a normal girl, who's a Vampire. I have long curly brown-blond hair and blue eyes...
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added by h3rmioneg
posted by -SilverFey-
It's funny. We're so different. Me and Kein. He's so shy. Quiet. Introverted.

But I think I would die if I couldn't talk to people.

Even our mark. He is curious, true. But he's curious in a different way. He just need to know things, then he's fine. He just needs knowledge.

Me? I need to see those things. Be out in those places he reads about. I want to leave. Go somewhere else. See something no one's seen.

I wonder about the other planes. I want to see them. Travel there. Why can't we? The Faeries are clever. And magickal. They could let us.

Sometimes I don't like the Faeries. What they did. They...
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Aznr ran down the collina to the edge of the cliff. fallen trees scattered the ground and there was no sign of life. Aznr's hair blew back in the wind and memories of the past filled his head...

*Flashback*

Aznr heard a scream that rang through the forest.
Airellion! he thought, immediately recognizing his voice.
'Aznr! LightWater!' he heard the scream again.
This time he ran through the forest towards him. Aznr burst into the clearing and saw Airellion. He had an Arrow in his throat and one in his arm. He was surrounded da an army of goblins, all heavily armed.
'Airellion!' called Aznr.
Aznr raised...
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