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Opinion by 1999jacko posted più di un anno fa
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Dark Fantasy(I think)

drake and Sam stood at the edge of the road waiting for the cars to stop zooming past. drake was starting to get really impatient so she started to shout," oh come on! how long does it take for us to be able to attraversare, croce the road," his face going red and all the while Sam was laughing his head of at the rants that drake was going on about until finally he said," come on man lets just go under the bridge it may be the long way but its easily quicker than this, so come on." Sam had already started jogging towards the entrance to the little path that lead under the bridge da the time drake had processed what he'd said[ and if only the cars hadn't been zooming past one behind the other they might not of discovered what powers lay in their souls and not of been able to-... oops I must learn to stop revealing things. And te there in the back stop wriggling]. da the time they were entering the bridge they had gone from angry talks about the cars today to the stories they were writing. Sam had been telling drake about how his story is about a boy who hears voices in his head and how in a few days anyone would be able to see it. While drake walked beside him...
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Article by LadyEmzy16 posted più di un anno fa
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To my honorable and loyal readers this goes because in just a few più chapters..the story is going to end,and I have made a decision not have a secondo part but to post a new story The Stones of Aramis..I have postato the Prolouge for those who haven't read go to my profilo page and te will find it in my favorites.
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Chapter (20):
It's been two days since Abbie's dream and she has been yearning ever since to talk to Susie about it, but she hasn't got the chances because of the very little classes they are in together and they both sit with deferent people at lunch, Abbie was hoping for something to happen and to her luck something did. The phone rang that morning after breakfast and Abbie ran to answer only to see that the number on it was her boyfriend Josh's, "Hey Josh" she detto smiling even though he couldn't see her, "Hey Ab" his voice detto from the other end, "What can I do for you?!" she said, "Yeah, as te know I left the hospital yesterday right?" he said, "Right" she replied, "My parents are having this cena party for me, all my Friends are invited even Noah" he said, "I'll be...
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Opinion by hgfan5602 posted più di un anno fa
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It's time to rock the floor,
Break out all your dance moves like never before,
And let all of your worries vanish away,
Vanish away.

Isn't it just easy
To eat the whole Cioccolato cake?
Just creep over to the table
And get your face filled with sweet heaven

No, no, go over to the floor
And mostra me all your moves
Cuz I got DJ replaying "Party Rock Anthem"
Tonight, on this glorious night, tonight

It's time to rock the floor
Get a partner and swing them across
mostra them you're workin your mojo
Tonight, tonight, tonight

It's your night
So get up everybody and dance,
Like te don't care about another thing
Just dance, dance, dance

Three o'clock in the mornin'
Now it's time to eat the Cioccolato cake
Get the sweet pure heaven in our mouths
And just have a great time, great time

We talk with our friends
Laughin and crackin up like complete psychos
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Article by alicia386 posted più di un anno fa
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Spy Fiction

Chapter One: A Big Difference Between Normal and Reality

      "Well, maybe if te didn't yell so much then I would try to listen to you!" I gave Christina a dangerous stare that sometimes made her back off but not today. Today she had one too many to drink and decided to stand her ground. She knew what I was capable of but still she remained focus on me. "Then te think te could just stand here and pretend te actually Amore my father!"
      Her bright grey eyes gleamed a little, almost like she was hurt da what I said. "I do Amore him but te are too conceited to realize the truth. All te do is think about yourself. Just because I don't fit the image of a perfect mother doesn't mean te have to be insolent!" The only thing that kept me from slapping her was the doorbell. 
      Without taking my eyes off of her, I opened the door. Standing out the door was my dad, Byron Armstrong with his dirty blonde hair and dark brown eyes. Seeing him made me forget all about my debacle with Christina, his wife. My dad had to be the coolest father alive. It wasn't because he was an international counter spy/hacker o because...
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Opinion by 1999jacko posted più di un anno fa
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The dark shadows of the 5 tall men faintly lay on the bacheca of the old abandoned factory. Among those men was the Killer and the Leader of the group of men, but it was neither of them speaking it was the newest and most deadly member, who was trying to push himself into the spot of the killer of the group and push the old one out." Listen to me guys sure he got the job done and it was a clean job but he should of waited until the suspicion of us had moved on before killing her." He turned his attention to the leader and continued," if te had dato me the job I would of waited because she didn't have any proof on us and then when the time was right I would of hit her and hit her hard," he then stopped and the killer started to defend himself to the leader." Oh come on I was cleaning the mess te made when she walked in on me doing it and then she would've gone to the pigs and then we would all go down for murder so I had to do it! alright!" his voice raising a few decibels that the other men had to hold his hand to his mouth and have a coltello drawn to his throat.The leader spoke up then," shut up, we don't want the whole town to hear us do we and te john your wrong he did the right...
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Opinion by Problematic129 posted più di un anno fa
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Chapter 12
    One messed up sleepover
    “So should I go with lampone yellow, o remedy green?” Sage asks.
    “Sweetie, were doing nails not a Trix commercial,” I tell her.
    Sage sticks her tongue out at me. “Bite me, the one with brown hair.”
    “Cherry head!”
    Meredith rolls her eyes, but still comes to sit closer to us as Talia’s giving her the obsessed ‘let’s be Friends glance’.
    “So your one of Pamela’s friends!”
    She just did not think of what I think she did, even Meredith looked shock. Beth put a hand on my arm and gave me some of her twizzlers and I immediately shut up.
    Twizzlers always calm me down.
    My gals all let out a breath of relief as I chew happily on the tasty red fella.
    “I never met te before!”
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Opinion by Problematic129 posted più di un anno fa
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Chapter 24
    Trapped in a deadly game
    It was bizarre, it had about everyone I knew and learned from the visions, but I couldn’t rush in, we had to go one at a time. Although it was form Dorothy’s point of view.    
    The first page was brief, it basically explained it was Dorothy’s sort of diary, and she’d put some key notes and thoughts in it two. When we flipped to the other page it was of me, it took two whole pages. One page a picture of me smiling brightly at the camera, obviously young, and the successivo was of what Dorothy thought of me.
    It warmed my cuore all over, she loved me like I loved her, a lot. It brought tears to my eyes to know that I wasn’t someone she’d just pretend to care about, which sadly has happened to me before.
    The successivo two pages was of mom and dad, not granted with a picture like me. It was the same thing that I had been thinking of them, and I’m starting to think of it because of Dorothy’s influence.
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Opinion by hgfan5602 posted più di un anno fa
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Scrivere Tip #1: Put off editing

Each of us works at Scrivere on two levels:a creative, unconscious level and a critical, conscious level.

The unconscious produces creative and powerful words and images. It makes surprising and original connections. It shuts down if the critical "editor" part of your mind goes to work too soon.If your High School English teacher's voice runs through your mind as te write, if te worry about spelling, grammar, o how to sell your book while te write, te are Scrivere with a dull pencil.

There are many libri written on how to unlock your unconscious and let the Scrivere flow. Here are just a few ideas

Brainstorm words o immagini about your topic. Don't stop to evaluate their worth. Keep Scrivere down ideas. When te can't think of another word, wait a while. Often the most powerful idea will surface after te have cleared all the less valuable ideas out of the way.
Write a page o two with your eyes shut. It doesn't matter if te can't read what you've written. te are giving your mind permission to make "mistakes" and just get on with it.
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Opinion by 1999jacko posted più di un anno fa
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te never know what te might write do you, te could write about your life te could even write a fantasy novel but the one thing people have forgotten about for years is the Dark of Writing.
Not many know about this story all the normies know is that bad things happen all the time killings, earthquakes and tornadoes and più but what starts them what starts anything.
That is what the Dark of Scrivere is it's death on the happiest giorno of your life, it's Amore when its forbidden and its a death for a new life.
But worst of all, and te can't tell what I am about to tell te to anyone, only the special writers must know like you, te and even te there in the back, is there are dark writers who can write anything and it happens even death and because of them a war has been raging for aeons a war between good and evil and so far the power of good isn't doing well.
They've been crushed at every turn and only a few good writers have the will to fight back, but sadly they don't know what powers they contain in their hearts, the power of life, of Amore and of books.
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Opinion by hgfan5602 posted più di un anno fa
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Now te believe that I'm not normal, huh? Well, this is going to make te tear your hair out.
So, as I was saying, I was sucked into the glass of Coke. The successivo thing that happened, someone pressed a cloth to my nose, and I fell into a heavy sleep.
When I woke up, I was covered in tubes. I was lying somewhere that looked like a hospital, but still in my rosa X-His. Good. I tried to get out, but it felt as if there were invisible restraints holding me. A monitor successivo to my shoulder beeped and said, "Prisoner #2 has awoke."
Well, well, well. So I was a prisoner. Two heavily armed guards yanked me up da my shirt, and dragged me across the hall to a dark and empty room. It smelled of rum. They shoved me into a cold chair, and clapped a handcuff on my arms.
A mad-looking man strolled in, looking as if he won a million bucks, and sat down in his leather chair. He stared coldly into my eyes. "Well, I see you're shy, Jonas. Now, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Cornelius. Cornelius Zaphoff. And te have just been captured into the custody of The Zaphoff Towers. Would te like to die a short death o a long death?"
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Opinion by 1999jacko posted più di un anno fa
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5 years ago
Leo stood at the edge of the plane as 3 men stood watching him intently.They were chanting over and over"Take on the life of Survival. Even though he was 8 he still knew they would set the bomb and push him off sooner o later. Leo turned around and tried to keep his gaze on the men, but he was to scared of them to do it. They had trained him for 4 years about the skills of survival and how to fight but the still scared him to death. As Leo turned back to the door the men stopped chanting, they moved as one being and picked up the bomb together setting it to 10 seconds, they then moved back to Leo and gave him the push off the plane. As he jumped off the bomb blew and the mens' limbs and blood went everywhere. He dropped faster and faster into a big red X painted onto a field, as he reached the X he turned onto his side like the 3,now dead, men had shown him to. The jolt of pain came and went quickly as he landed with a thump onto the X. He rolled over onto his back and made sure nothing was wrong and then saw 3 other people falling from 3 other explosions. As they thumped onto the ground he got up and started to help them up smiling and...
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Fan fiction by dragonsmemory posted più di un anno fa
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(Dear Reader,
The story te are about to read is another Eden book. "The Guardian of Eden" is part of the Encounter series. Please keep in mind that some parts may be spoilers for other Eden Chronicles books.
The following story was originally written spring 2011 under the titolo "Hirach." It has since been changed. I hope te all enjoy this tale from Eden.
Jo)
A fantasy NOVEL


PROLOGUE
THE FIRST GUARDIAN

Centuries ago, when humans began to exploitthe dragons' Knowledge and power for themselves, something had to be done. A special meeting of Parliament was called to address the problem. The king, who, at six centuries of age, still retained his youthful musculature, countered every proposal Parliament put forth.

"We must isolate ourselves from the humans. Our power is too great for them to have."

"No. I have a better idea." The king proceeded to outline his plan.

The plan called for humans to be selected to guard and use the dragons' abilities for good. Allthat remained was to draw up the qualities that would be required of the new "Guardians."
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Article by alicia386 posted più di un anno fa
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Chapter 4: My Stuff is Off-Limits So Hands Off

      James Rivers flipped over boxes searching for that one book. This book shouldn't have been this difficult to find. How could it disappear? No one knows about it but his wife and him. He knew his wife didnt want to gi near it lr the attic. He was positive Simone o Brooke didn't come near the attic in the past week. They didn't know that he was alway watching their every move. A concerned parent was how he thought of himself. He was sure they would never do such a thing even when he told them about the attic. He surveyed the entire room. This would be his thirteenth time today. He checked every nook and cranny and all he discovered were some ugly platform shoes and a boa. How hard could it be to find a red yearbook, his Glynn Academy yearbook to be exact. The only thing that Sammy the Booker wanted was his yearbook and he couldn't even deliver that.
      Sammy was an old pal of Jason's. They met in high school a long time ago. Sammy was the tough bully who was always looking for personal slaves and Jason was a natural leader who needed guidance on how to become a leader. Sammy fancied Jason because of his...
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Article by alicia386 posted più di un anno fa
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Chapter Ten
Book Three- Sophie

TIME GOES da FASTER THEN te REALIZE. MAKE THE BEST OF EVERY MOMENT. -Erica

      "But I am not mentally unstable," I detto as dad whisked me out of the hospital with Carrie close by. 
      "If I believe that then we wouldn't be having this conversation," dad said. The doctors had ran multiple test and most of them were taken when I was sleeping. I was dato the results back this morning. They described me as a mentally unstable person who should be checked into a mental institute very soon. Apparently, I was a danger to myself and others. 
      Madison had left a couple of days ago. She and her mom came da to check in me yesterday but. I haven't heard a word from her since. Another thing that bothered me was my sister's absence. "Please don't send me to the looney bin! I promise I am stable. It was just a freak out over the sposta and . . . her." I glanced sideways at Carrie who was too busy texting to notice my rudeness but dad noticed.
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Fan fiction by flabaloobalah posted più di un anno fa
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Once we were all done swarming each other, Leila helped Claire and I through the little herd of cousins, upstairs, to our room. Where usually te would take a left and be looking at their bedroom doors and a bathroom, we took a right at the superiore, in alto of the stairs so we were faced with a room i hadn't seen before. The interior was a pale, almost skin like beige that was cracked and peeling in some spots, especially where our beds were pushed against the wall. Beside each letto was a small tavolo with drawers and a lamp. In between us was a large window, creating a distorted patch of light on the scratched hardwood floors. Our suitcases were already laying on our beds, so Leila helped give us a tour. That was our room, and our bathroom was right successivo door. Across the hall was all their bedrooms, all six, and their bathroom. Down the rickety stairs and to the left was the living room. Everything in there was polished mahogany and velvet. It reminded me of the interior of some house featured in a magazine a while back, a magazine our Mother was flipping through. Leila warned us the living room is either empty o full; everyone is in there o no one is.
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Opinion by rory2011 posted più di un anno fa
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David's health getting worse and worse after all these problems ,he can't understand anything happen around him ,he's screaming with Paul's name
it was very hard on Kat to see all that happening and she can't do anything ,this is the secondo time she feel of herself weak and pointless ,the only thing she can do is making her father's pain less with the tranquilizer

another hard thing for Kat is making money , her brothers won't help her anymore and her father is very ill ,she had to work in the hospice as a cleaner, she doesn't get much salary ,but she can buy cheap Cibo for her father and she can pay half of the bills

coming every night exhausted ,watching her father ,and studying for her school
but all that has changed after four years ,Kat grow up ,she's a student in a chemistry college but she still working at the hospice

sometimes Kat needed to leave her father alone at home when he needed her ,she spend six hours in the college without taking the lessons that need money ,just Leggere her libri in the college yard
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Opinion by hgfan5602 posted più di un anno fa
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Hi, my name is Jonas. I'm thirteen. I'm...well, not what te would consider normal.
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the Converse store successivo door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say pecora, pecore Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. Rock on them. Yeah, I Amore the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with pecora, pecore that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into pecora, pecore Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of Coca Cola left from an anno fa shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or te shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?

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Fan fiction by campcheerio123 posted più di un anno fa
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30 hours. That's how long I had to live. The doctors had warned me that this giorno would come about 3 years ago. But I didn't believe them. They've detto it before, several times in the last 3 months, and yet it never did happen. But this time, everything was real. Reality had fianlly hit me. I was going to die. That was it. That was the last time I would ever doubt myself again. People surrounded the outside of my hospital room. But no, not my dad. He could care less. I'm only 17, geez Dad. The least te could have done was call me o send me an email o something. But I didn't know until last week. He had disapeared. The last someone ever saw of him, he was leaving Los Angeles, on a plane to Chile. Didn't make any sense. My parents had gotten divorced when I was 12, right about when I got sick. The disease then spread rapidly throughout my body, making me feel weaker and weaker with each step of the way. I have a disease called Ebola, a highly deadly disease. It can't be cured. I didn't know I had it. But why me? I'm just a simple girl from Idaho, who lives on a potato farm, and practically live off potatoes. We don't grow them anymore, because my dad was the farmer, and, as te all...
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Opinion by Problematic129 posted più di un anno fa
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Chapter 11
                Game on
    “So I’ve been knocking on the door for ages,” Talia shrieks. “But te never answered! Never! And you’re here! And Beth’s here!”
    One thing te learn to not like about Talia, is that she never talks normal, yelling is her normal level of voice.
    “Oh…” I stall until a brilliant plan comes to me. “Beth and I were listening to Musica quite loudly, getting ready for our sleepover with the girl’s and finishing our homework.”
    “Good thing your father let me in our I would’ve missed out!”
    He is so going to hear this in the morning.
    “Okay, why don’t te go home and get your stuff and come back, we’ll be right here.” I say, flashing my fake bright smile that’s conned my parents for years.
    “Don’t worry! I’ll be fine!” Talia gives us a smile that makes us back a few steps while in criss attraversare, croce position.
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Opinion by Problematic129 posted più di un anno fa
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Chapter 23
    The difference between
    I always knew being rich made te poorer, for one, you’d most likely put your things first before anything else, but some people manage to keep compassion. My family was never rich rich, but we still had many luxuries, but they never helped our family.
    But not being rich doesn’t mean te get a good life either, because in the end, nothing’s perfect it’s just nice o good. Families break up, Friends betray, strangers steal, it’s just how the world works in some cases. We feel powerless to stop it, o are too lazy and uncaring to do anything.
    When I was younger I always seemed to think that Dorothy had the gifted life, everything she wanted, the perfect anything. But now, as I’m going through memories through memory and discovering things with my friends, I’ve learned that her life sucked just as mine had. I was just too naïve and jealous to know.
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Article by rory2011 posted più di un anno fa
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David couldn't take all his pain since Jack has been taken to jail from three years fa ,witch made him very ill ,David now in 47 and almost to 48 years old ,but he looks older because of his illness ,he refused to face people after what Jack did ,all the people in the country knows who's David miller is ,he's the father of the most dangerous criminal in the country, Jack got crazy in jail ,because of a lot of things happening and happened to him
Jack was getting tortured every night ,which made him crazy and pushed him kill three of the cops and two prisoners ,plus he tried to escape so many times ,the government couldn't handle jack anymore ,so they killed him and told Paul that his brother killed himself for unknown reasons
Paul didn't tell David about Jack's death ,David won't be care for jack as much as he was before cause he Lost his faith in him ,so it doesn't matter if he know o didn't know
Paul also couldn't keep the secret inside him ,he has so many secrets inside his cuore could break David's cuore più
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Fan fiction by flabaloobalah posted più di un anno fa
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I was overwhelmed with how happy and excited all our cousins were to spend the summer with us.
Tim was the oldest of them, and was my age. His face was a bit frightening, with glaring hazel eyes, runaway red hair, freckles, and his height. Plus, he had a bit of an underbite.
Jess was the successivo oldest, maybe a anno o two below me. She always reminded me of an angel, with her soft blonde curls, big blue eyes, dimples, and optimisitc outlook.
Joey was Jess's twin brother. He looked barely anything like her, with his dark hair falling in his equally dark eyes. He even acted differently from her.
Isaac was 11, the same age as Claire. He had boring brown hair matched with green eyes, catlike.
Amelia was 10. She had fiery red hair like Tim, but she had peculiar blue eyes that seemed almost purple. She was painfully shy, so shy I often wondered if she was afraid of her own shadow.
Makayla was the youngest at 6. She was so silly and carefree and was nice to everyone.
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Article by 1999jacko posted più di un anno fa
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because I like to have lots of stuff on at once heres a prologue of one of my new stories

The prologue
I ran inoltrare, avanti into nothing things being erased in the path of the other kids behind me, the world is crumbling before my eyes. MY Friends that have already died bodies appear on the nothingness in front of me I shove them away from my eyes and jump high over them.Too high I feel the pain shoot up and down my leg searing a hole of pain in my head and then that's all I feel, think and hear..Pain and that's when I know they are right behind me haunting me for all the bad things I've done I just know it,I cry feeling there knives touching my back threatening to rip through my skin as easily as if it was a slice of bread. And laughing almost welcoming the embrace of a painful death but that's when I remember what my Friends died for... Me they died so I could live. So still feeling the pain of my broken leg I run inoltrare, avanti and then turn around to fight. My vision goes red I know nothing can stop me now that that's happened. I go crazy cutting down 8 of the other kids but they seem to just grow back and thhen after 5 minuti of tireless fighting...
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Fan fiction by flabaloobalah posted più di un anno fa
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Genre: Realistic Fiction, Drama/Romance

There was this one summer I spent with my cousins, back when I was fourteen. My little sister, Claire, went to their house with me.
That first day, when we jumped out of the van, we were stunned. The house was this glorious, leaning, peeling, giant home on a winding dirt road. The paint was a soft baby blue, something that reminded me of rocking cavalli and winter nights. Our Auntie Leila stepped onto the rickety porch and waved and smiled. Cautiously, Claire and I waved and smiled back. Uncle Jeb came to give us hugs. We returned the hugs without complaining.
"You're nearly grown up, Sadie!" Leila sang as she looked me over, fixing the wrinkles in my gonna and pushing my braids down my back. "And Claire! What a tender sweet young thing, you!" Claire tensed. She was not a tender sweet young thing. Claire was as tough as nails and did not like being a girly girl.
Jeb took our suitcases to the back door as Leila ran us in through the front.
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List by alicia386 posted più di un anno fa
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I am pretty sure everyone in the world has at least one phobia. I found two but I didn't go through the whole thing. This lista is only half of what I found. Shocking!

Ablutophobia – fear of bathing, washing, o cleaning
Achluophobia – fear of darkness
Acrophobia – fear of heights
Agoraphobia, Agoraphobia Without History of Panic Disorder – fear of places o events where escape is impossible o when help is unavailable. Fear of open spaces o of being in public places. Fear of leaving a sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza place.
Agraphobia – fear of sexual abuse.
Agrizoophobia – fear of wild animals
Agyrophobia –The fear of crossing the road.
Aichmophobia – fear of sharp o pointed objects (such as a needle o knife)
Ailurophobia – fear of cats
Androphobia – fear of men.
Anthophobia – fear of flowers
Anthropophobia – fear of people o the company of people, a form of social phobia.
Aquaphobia – fear of water. Distinct from Hydrophobia, a scientific property that makes chemicals averse to interaction with water, as well as an archaic name for rabies
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