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- Chapter 1: He's A Stray (Raven's POV) -
For only 20 years, 20 long years sucked for me, when I was only 23 years old, I became a vampire, why? well ask Jacob, my moron and cagna of a boyfriend I wish I can strangle, me and Jacob were at a party from his friends, he was being a little prick like always even if people are around he would blame me for it, I was just looking at a couple of beautiful rose until Jacob grabbed my arm, "Why te always looking like a stupid tramp? at least mostra some respect for once" he detto and jerked my arm away, I ran to the bathroom, I just wish I can go but he's più stronger than me since he's older than me, I came out and look at that, he was flirting with the elder of vampires, she looked retarded though, I walked up to them "So you're not doing the sex for money drive tonight I see" I said, Jacob's face got pissed and dragged me outside, "Why te got to be so damn disrespectful? you're not a human anymore and te never will be, you're too stupid to be a vampire, I wish I never turned te into one years ago" Jacob detto then he slapped me, it hurted bad until this guy grabbed him off of me, "Wow te have no respect don't te bud?" the guy detto and wow he kicked Jacob in the stomach, kicked him in the face with his foot and broked his jaw, "If I see te hit a woman again, your culo is going in the sun" he said, "You okay?" he asked me, those beautiful brown eyes just had me drawn to him as soon as he came to help me, "Wait a moment" I detto and kicked Jacob in the balls, "Now I'm better than ever" I said, I walked away on my way home until the same guy showed up on his motorcycle, "Ma'am if te want I'll give te a ride" he offered, his skin is dark as native american, I could tell he's american and native american, "Sure..I'll mostra te where I live" I detto and got on the bike with myself holding onto him, he was driving me home, he finally stopped where I lived, I got off of his bike, "Hey..I didn't get your name" he asked, "Raven....Raven Erskine" I detto to him, "My name is Peter, Peter Forbes" he detto to me, we shook hands and I walked inside, I can even tell he looks like he's a criminal but I'm glad he helped me out with Jacob, the successivo night, I walked to tell Jacob that he and I are over, "Jake, we're over" I detto to him, "Why breaking up with me just because I hurt te one?" he said, "Once? yeah damn right, te beat me up ever since te turned me!" I began to yell at him and walked out, "Who are te seeing Raven?!" Jacob asked me until Peter came around and grabbed me and started baciare me, I knew he's making it look like he's the one I was 'seeing' "Bastards" Jacob detto and Peter's lips slowly let go of mine, "I'll take te home" he whispered to me, something about him is so different I could swear I still felt his lips on me, "Thanks, he was a crybaby" I detto to him, "What do te see in this guy anyway?" Peter asked me, "I probably won't know what I did see in him, but thanks again" I said, "No problem, if te need anything else here's my number, if te call it I'll be there" he detto to be handing me a piece of paper, he put the paper in my hand and I felt a shock hit me when he touched my hand, we both smiled and he went back on his bike and drove away, I think I'm in love.
- End of chapter 1 -
 Raven Erskine and Peter Forbes
Raven Erskine and Peter Forbes
Howl found a huge albero for the both of us. My cuore started racing from fear. Howl could tell I was scared, so he hugged me and said,"It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared. I'm here." I smiled at him and felt less nervous, but Howl looked like he was zoning out.

He remembered those words as if it happened just last night. A young child, almost at the age of two, in his mother's arms. She held onto him, whispering,"It's okay. Don't be scared. Don't be scared." From what the mother didn't know is that as soon as her baby was dreaming in his sleep, her and her husband wouldn't be in the morning...
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We sat down on the couches near the right corner of the room as we entered. There was one girl sitting there da herself. She was smoking (of course!) and she looked like she had been dragged into a basement da some kidnappers and starved for many weeks. Shannon looked over at us and whispered,"That's Dina. Don't judge her sickness. It just makes it even worse. Don't even stare at her teeth when she smiles. She's very sensitive." Dina flashed her teeth at us. They were a dark yellow almost brown color, and her gums look like that they had dried blood on the bridges between the teeth and gum...
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posted by para-scence
"Put your hands up!" the cop shouted. My breaths came out short and quick. Trembling, I put my hands up. "The neighbors reported a break in. Do te live here?"

"No," I breathed, unthinkingly. Why didn't I just say yes? Dammit! I at least have the right to remain silent! My cuore was thudding in my ears; I couldn't think straight.

"Stand up," the cop said, still holding the gun in one hand. He walked over to me, and pulled me up. He patted me down, pulling out the money. It was a fairly large amount, so it was obvious I'd stolen it. "Put your hands behind your back," he ordered. I heard the click...
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posted by Emmett4eva
Rapunzel

She lived in a rickety old house on the superiore, in alto of a collina just outside town. Who is she te ask? She is someone te don’t want to meet; she is a wicked old witch... no one knows her name. She lived alone with her orphan servant, Rapunzel. The witch was old and horrible she had two hideous warts, one above her lip and on the left side of her chin. Rapunzel was a gorgeous girl in her early twenty’s. She had long silky, honey blond hair, green eyes and porcellana, in porcellana skin. She was da far the most beautiful young lady I have ever met.
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I had just...
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posted by para-scence
First came the intense sadness, then came the anger. I wanted to scream at my parents, and my siblings. How hard is it to understand I just want to be myself? Is that so much to ask? I curled up in a ball on my bed, and cried. I covered my eyes with my fists, and screamed through my clenched teeth. That old saying "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words'll never hurt me," ran through my head. What a stupid saying. I'd gladly take being impaled with sticks and stones, than have heard what my parents just detto to me.

I cried myself to sleep, and slept the rest of the day. I was woken...
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posted by para-scence
After living with the Stuek's for a couple weeks, they decided it was time for me to go to school. This gave me a whole new level of anxiety. From what I heard from the older kids at the orphanage, school is bad enough. But going to a new school, as a freshman would be hell.

"You'll have so much fun! te can meet new people, and if te want, te can have your new Friends over..." Mrs. Stueck detto cheerfully. She'd just gotten home from the store. She'd gotten me a bunch of new "school clothes." Thankfully, she refrained from buying anything pink.

"Thanks," I whispered. She stopped and gaped at...
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posted by para-scence
They detto I was just an unfortunate child, born to the wrong people. I'd never seen light until I was eight years old. My parents were criminals (I hadn't known this before of course). They'd hurt a lot of people. They were captured eventually, but then they had managed to escape the prison they were in. Then I was born. My parents were afraid they were caught, so they stayed in an apartment for eight years. No light, and almost no human contact. My dad was the only one that ever left the apartment, to get necessary things like food, clothes, and what not.

I never went to school. Mom taught...
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"Good da danny," I detto baciare him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the giorno would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.

4 months later

I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I detto to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie o somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
posted by lauren777222
"Crap,this is Crap!"I knew this voice from anywhere.I spun around quicky on my heels.The face was one of my three best friends,Benjamin.As I saw his face,it colided with memorey of the past.His mid-height,muscular body,pale shoulder-length brown hair,light-hearted vibe,and celestial sky grey eyes.I knew this was a dream.Mostly because he was here and I was talking to him.Mostly because he was sent to jail a anno ago.He was there because he was accussed of being a sexual predator.My other two best friends,Marîe and Chase,didn't think Ben would do that.I too,thought this.Marîe and Ben had a...
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Title inspiration: Bang Bang da Nancy Sinatra


This fanfiction is a crossover between the Joker from the Dark Knight and Sweeney Todd. It has its own strand, and it is possible that there appear some new characters, o not.
Batman is not supposed to, but maybe I will change my mind about that later.

The setting is England, London, in the 19th century - the Victorian Era.


But the most important part: this text is originally in german. I translated some of it into English, but most of it I didn't, so I fear te have to use Google for this.
If te request my translation, though, I might do it.

Sidenote:...
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posted by para-scence
I folded my arms, trying not to look at him. Blake was one of the biggest jerks I've ever seen. He's broken so many girls' hearts; he had no regard for their feelings o anything. Now he was dating Heidi, a girl I also didn't care for. He looked at me with an expression of... fear? o was it hate? Who knows.

"Uh.." he detto stupidly. "What's your name?"

"Irina," I mumbled.

"I'm Blake," he said. I nodded, not really giving a fuck. "...Do te want to get to work?" I shrugged.

"What're we doing?" I asked quietly. He explained that we were to interview each other; find out about each other's lives,...
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posted by para-scence
The successivo day, everyone was surprised when Andrew stopped by. Reed looked at him; distrust in his eyes. Andrew stood there awkwardly, his hands behind his back and staring at the ground.

"No offense, but..." Nikolai began.

"Why're te here?" Reed finished.

"Uh, I wanted to invite te guys to dinner. I thought it was the least my family and I could do," Andrew replied. Everyone was silent. I had to be the one to answer.

"Sure. Thanks," I said. He smiled. Reed looked at me like I was crazy. I ignored him.

"Great," Andrew beamed.

He left a little while later, after meaningless conversation; mostly...
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posted by para-scence
"Murder?! What the --- Why did--- Who'd he...?" I stuttered. Carmine and Nikolai waited patiently for me to somewhat calm down.

"Dalton's dead," Carmine detto grimly. Oh no. Dalton. He had a bunch of people that stand behind him no matter what. This was going to bring hell down on us. How could Reed be so stupid?!

"What the fuck was he thinking?!" I shouted. Neither of them detto anything. "Andrew and his Friends are going to kill us! I'm not going to be able to leave the house without getting jumped!"

"Harley, would te stop thinking about yourself for once?!" Nikolai shouted at me. clamped my...
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posted by para-scence
"It won't be so bad," Micah said. He held my hand in both of his, as we sat on the porch swing.

"I know..." I detto sadly. But it will be. The foster family that was taking me in lived a half ora away from here. I'd be going to a new school, have a new house, need to make new friends, and even live with new people. There's something not everyone gets to say. And I wouldn't be able to visit Micah.

"Alessandra!" called Mrs. Peters, my new foster-Mom, called. Her and her husband had finished putting my bags in the car, something they insisted on doing themselves so I could say goodbye to Micah....
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posted by sawfan13
I woke up alone and cold on a meadow. It was completely dark and silent. My cuore was racing with fear, cold sweat going down my face, tears rolling down my face, my breathing getting heavier and heavier. My voice felt dry and swelled with fear and sadness so when I screamed,"Karrie!" the cold night air replaced my cry for help. I lifted my shaking body from the ground, as I had to force my feet to walk. I felt even più frightened when I stood. The cold calm wind, the awkwardness and loneliness, the fearfulness of nothing. I slowly walked in the dark cold meadow, hoping to find some signs...
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posted by Insight357
The museum visit had turned out to be fun. I learned Xander and Lucy were extremely educated about art, possibly più than I was.
    Before we left the museum, Alexander had spotted an ad for a local artistry competition. The winner would get a contract with the museum, and the opportunity to have artwork in museums all over the world. We thought it would be a good thing for Lucy.
    At first, she protested, but Xander gave her a pep talk. Lucy detto she would consider entering. I think she was worried about criticism.
    After the...
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posted by xXxEmoRAwRxXx
Yeah I know it sucks I was bored when I wrote this....so yeah.           [Chapter 1]
She stares at the rain in silence. Grieve over took her. She sat there still looking at the body lying cold, pale, still, and dead on the floor. She just stared not sharing a tear and droped the knife, she then looks at the lighting that was flowing in the sky. She then spares a tear, she sits still successivo to the body crying for her lover. What had she done? He didn't deserve the pain she gave him. She gets up and comes back with another knife, a bottle of scottch, and a...
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Chapter 9

Patrick
Jason walked into the room that he heard the sound from. There, was a human boy wearing glasses, and cupped to the wall. He looked slightly older than Jason.

“Who are you?” asked Jason.

“I’m Patrick,” the boy said, straining his throat.


“How did te get here?” Asked Jason.

Still struggling, Patrick said,” I was in a play, in my school, Santa Clara High, and I had a flame on my two legs, cause that was part of my character. Then I walked to the school across the strada, via to pick up my younger brother. Before I could get my brother, I randomly walked into this room with...
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posted by Insight357
“I can’t get te out of my head either,” I said. Voices broke loose in my head, and I fought to push them all back.    
    “What are we going to do then?” he asked unaware of the chaos in my mind.
    “What do te mean?” I asked confused.
    “We both have feelings for each other. We can’t just ignore it,” Alexander said.
    “I know,” I wanted to ignore it no matter what he said. That would be rude though.
    “We should take time together to explore...
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posted by para-scence
A few weeks passed. Shiloh generously got me an apartment, despite my protests. It was a cozy place, much better than any motel could compare to. Shiloh insisted on paying for it; he got a summer job as a carpenter for the summer. Even though it was probably impossible, I still wanted to pay for the apartment, but how could I get a job when I had Chance to look after? Sicily could only babysit so much.

One day, I thought of something that probably had to get done sooner o later. I asked Sicily to watch Chance. She agreed; she loves being with him. I got in my car (which Shiloh had driven home...
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