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posted by alicia386
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I was sitting in a wooden chair surrounded da strangers and my grandmother. The last thing I remember I was in my Alegebra class when I was called to the office. My grandmother was there with two other ladies. My grandmother detto to get in the car and to not ask questions. I did what I was told and ended up here.

"Do te think she has the power, Grace?" A short woman with dyed light blue hair looked to my grandmother for answers.

"I am postive," replied my grandmother. "She ahs been mostrare signs since she was baby."

"Her mother failed to cut her powers off." A man successivo to my grandmother shook...
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posted by vampirefreak_26
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When 9 o’clock began to come closer I was wandering from my closet to my bed. Should I go o should I just stay home? Why would I want to go, I don’t know anybody there, right? I don’t even know what to wear! Stupid thoughts, I knew very well why I wanted to go and it could be summed up in just one word, Gabriel. I wanted to see him and every time I did it became harder for me to resist him. Even if I wanted to which I didn’t, I don’t think I would be able to not notice him. The guy had a great body and those eyes of his! They seemed to be glowing, calling to te to come closer and...
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This is my first attempt at a romance so here it goes

Craig Smith sat in his moms car waiting for her to stop rambling on about if he has everything ready for his last anno in Ruckletin high and how he should act," and te need to act responsible for the kids coming up into the school and don't get in trouble as much as last year, and- and I'll miss te web I sposta today so give me a big hug before te go, okay," tears already welling up in her eyes as the car came to a stop outside the school gates. Craig looked up at his teary mom and hugged her before sayiń," I'll miss te to mom and I'll...
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posted by alicia386
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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...
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Zoë
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I stormed down the steps, into the closest empty classroom, and over to someone’s seat. Then I sat down, buried my face in my hands, and sobbed.
    “Why are te such a jerk, Ash?” I yelled at the ceiling. There was a faint echo.
    I jumped to my feet. The chair crashed to the ground. I kicked it as hard as I could.
    “You okay?” someone asked.
    I jumped, spun around. Lisa.
    “I’m fine,” I...
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This chapter's from Ryker's point of view.
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I left school early. I did every Wednesday (which it was). I had business to do with someone, and they weren’t patient.
    I walked home. Do that every day. Mostly ‘cause I don’t want anyone to see where I live.
    It’s a pretty rough place. Gotta watch your back, o you’re gonna get a bullet in it.
    I walked into a short alleyway. I was in the rough parts now. I listened to make sure no one was there. When...
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posted by IlovePatch97
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CHAPTER 1


The only sound I could hear was the crackle of the fuoco burning in the fireplace. I stared up at the purple Victorian canvas above my head. It is probably 5 in the morning, my eyes were so sore but I couldn't close them. I was very tired but I couldn't stop thinking about what happened after cena last night.
    It was around eight in the evening. My brother and I had just finished eating when out of the blue; Mr. Matinary stormed in demanding to talk to my brother at once. Mr. Matinary, a stocky man with dark hair who is a friend of my brothers he was holding...
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posted by Problematic129
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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...
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posted by alicia386
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Book cover
Chapter 1– Southern Belle Rule #5: Dress Well and Presentable at All Times
    The plush rosa carpet was starting to aggravate Cara in unimaginable ways. She remembered begging her mother for rosa carpet years fa because all the girls in the neighborhood wanted rosa carpet. When she got it, she had been the only with that color carpet. She remembered how proud she felt boasting to the other girls about how she was the first with rosa carpet. Over the years, she realized how ridiculous the color rosa was. rosa is for little girls and a week from now, she would no longer...
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posted by Portia0623
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Newly born
Squeals
Pitifully
A tiny voice raised high
Going nowhere
Confined
Confused
A single spot on the page

Then
It grows
And walks in waves and braves the amaro wind
Shakily on its spindly legs, it smudges the paper
Canto its first tune
A tiny tune
Twirling and whirling
It grows taller
And tougher
With every beat of its half-grown heart
It grows

Joined da others
They sing together
A forgotten voice
A reflection
Of Lost symphonies
Tooting their trumpets
They stand to attention
An army of discord
Marching forth
Into a brand new dawn
posted by kyranww
I cant believe that he gave me a detention. All i was doing was sketching my teacher on my textbook. I personally thought that it was pretty life like, but i guess he disagreed. My art teacher detto I should work at my talent but then again i suppose she didn't mean during math.
Well i guess i should probably start to head to his room then, it is on the other side of the school and i have only twelve minuti to get there. As i walk along these old fashioned corridors i realize that the classrooms on either side of me are empty. But wait, that's not right its only fourth period there should be...
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Ash
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I hate going home. Knowing that when I get there, my mom’s gonna be trying to set her hair on fuoco to keep the goblins away o something. Having to drag the lighter out of her hands, hearing her wail and dash to her room.
    But this time was different. It was completely silent in the house. Completely silent. I couldn’t hear a thing expect the muffled whir of the air conditioning and the creaking floorboards when I stepped.
    I hurried into her room. No one was there....
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posted by MissCarolyn143
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Author's Note: Sorry I took so long with this chapter!
I was just so busy!
And as usual please commento it te loved it o if te found something wrong with it,cause I really want to improve my writing!
Lynn ❤

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Part Three:
In front of her was a sleeping girl hung da manacles from her wrists,she was on her knees head tilted downwards causing a mane of Jet Black hair to cover her face,and extending along both her arms were X shaped scars still oozing blood she wore what looked like a white sheet that covered her chest to just...
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Hey, guys. Sorry I didn't post a chapter for a while. The power's off at my house, so I can't get on the internet. I'm at the biblioteca right now; it's got Wi-Fi. Hope te guys enjoy this chapter! It's from Quin's point of view.
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“Are te sure it was Ryker?” Zoë asked. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. She was obviously even più upset that Ryker was smoking than when she thought it was Travis.
    I nodded. “Who else wears old hiking boots every day? I wish it wasn’t him, though. I wish...
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posted by MissCarolyn143
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Hey Guys,this is my very first story postato in this club!
I hope te Amore it!
Make sure to commento if te like it o if te found anything wrong with it cause I really wanna improve my writing!
Carolyn

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Part One:
The dried leaves crunched beneath her feet as she walked in the dark woods alone searching for a way out of it on this dark scary night, I knew I shouldn't have accepted Beck's stupid dare!,she thought to herself, Now look what happened!,to busy thinking of ways on how to get back on her brother,Autumn didn't...
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posted by hgfan5602
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality

They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope

When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying da their own hands every day.

Some say they will make America better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will

When will Amore start?
The giorno we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away

When will our world change?
The giorno we Amore too much to kill
The giorno others' pain becomes our pain
The giorno we act instead of just talking about it

"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
Yes, it's hard, but let us try.
posted by LorMel
My name is smeraldo Dawn. I'm a 14 anno old pre-teen girl...in case te couldn't tell da my name. I'm going to tell te a true story. The story on how I was the lone serviver in the attack of The Slender Man.
Everything I'm about to tell you, is real...be warned...

It was a cool evening in December, so cool that it was snowing.
I had my two best Friends with me, a 12 anno old named Anna, about to be 13 in a week, and her sister, Melody, turning 10 in 2 months.
Anna & Melody were playing tag in the backyard, I was making snow angles, when Anna got the idea to play hide-and-seek untill the...
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I crept in through the front door of the old house I call home. “Mom?” I called.
    No answer.
    “Mom?” I repeated. “Moooom?”
    I heard footsteps, then my mother peeked out from behind a heavy oaken door. She was dressed in a white sheet that she had wrapped around her chest. It came down to her feet, which were bare except for the thin golden chains she had Rapunzel - L'intreccio della torre around her left foot. She had a washcloth pinned in her hair.
    “Mom?” I asked. “What are te wearing?”
    “Oh,...
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Note: this chapter's from Zoe's point of view.
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I turned away from Ryker. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw cerbiatto, fawn Elliot smiling at him.
    I liked Fawn—at least what I know about her, which isn’t that much. But we did a science project together, so I’ve talked to her.
    She seems nice. Well, she doesn’t talk much, but she has a handful of Friends who she wouldn’t dream of leaving. She’s kept some of them since kindergarten.
    I glanced back at...
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posted by alicia386
Dear Sam,
I've been see my therapist - never thought I would be saying those words - for a while now. She detto that I was making a major break through. I do not know why she believes that since u barely say a word during the sessions, I barely do anything during the sessions.

I had to miss a few days from work so right how my boss is on the verge of killing me. His birthday is coming yo so I will try to throw him a surprise party. Ha, can te imagine my boss at a party?!

My boss is about as all as a 13 anno old . He has a Rapunzel - L'intreccio della torre beard and beady green eyes, he use to have a full head of brown...
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