Scrivere Article: For Reid

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posted by harold

A Sonnet for Reid

You're always there for me
Even when I'm a little pissed
Waiting just to see
What way te may assist
In my chores and dutiful tasks
As well as in the pleasing
Sojourns when she asks
For a ride, lightly teasing
With that careless innuendo
The trip's long and hard o nice and fast
Coming complete with diminuendo
As we slow and stop. Others race past.
What would I do without you, indeed,
Ready to take me anywhere, link?

An aside: this was written for the link in response to one of its prompts.

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Barely Noticed (Metaphor)

posted by funnyshawna

Life is an iPod. The different melodies, the ups and the downs, the changes in tempo, every song, and every experience differs a little from the next. Start with the tinkling bells, meaningless lyrics, and soothing sounds of early childhood. Everything is simple; repetition, a song meant for young ears, nothing to think about, nothing to ponder, just to breathe and to live. One song flows into the next, changing subtly, barely noticed. Then the words begin to gather più depth; the beat becomes a little faster, a little louder. The Musica plays, slow and monotonous during the school day, dragging...

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Mary Sue 101: How to Spot Her and How to STAY AWAY

posted by Dearheart

Who is Mary Sue, te ask?

She is a pest, a scourge, a CURSE upon the world of fiction; a dull, cliche character who mostly invades the fan fiction universe (especially in fandoms like Lord of the Rings o Harry Potter), but can also be found in original work, TV shows, books, movies, etc. In fan fiction, she's usually the fangirl's way of inserting herself in the story and pairing herself up with the cutest/hottest character. This infamous evil can be identified da the following traits:

1: She is stunningly/unusually beautiful. Oh she may deny it, claiming to be a "plain Jane" and modestly deflecting...

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WHY DOES DADDY HURT ME?**CRY**

posted by VampirePrinsess

I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all giorno long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his...

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Who are the real monsters: Chapter 1: The Antiworld

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

HEY,
I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY MY BRO DID, HOPE te LIKE IT

15 years ago, mankind found that there was più than the world showed us. There was another world where creatures of all appearances were hiding, the creatures made a deal with the humans that if they let them live in the human world as normal citizens they would help the humans deal with deceases and technology. They agreed but the humans decreed that all monsters must hid in a human form, this was no shock to the creatures and it was agreed that man and monster would live as one, as long as the monsters keep their true form a secret....

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Divorce, it should be a cuss word Pt. 3 "Healing Tears"

posted by iluvtheshow

I loved her.

As much as I hated her now I had loved her then.
But I had a problem now. The hate was getting in the way of my whole life. It was like this shadow that was always two steps behind me waiting to lash out. I did what I thought would help. Ignored it. And guess what? It just got worse. It got to the point where I was cold to everyone. My Friends tiptoed around me o avoided me altogether. My hatred and anger were controling my life. I should have asked for help but I was way to stubborn for that. Why would I need to talk to a shrink? They were for crazy people. So, after a few weeks...

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Jacob and Renesmee's Honeymoon

posted by BiteMeCullen107

It was only a couple minuti after the reception and Aunt Alice was practically jumping out of her skin. “Esme can we mostra them please, please, please?” Aunt Alice begged. “Ok but calm done Alice we don’t want to give it away.” Grandma told Aunt Alice. They tied a peace of cloth around Jacob and my eyes. We walked a mile and Grandma and Aunt Alice took of the blindfolds. Jacob and I stood in front of a beautiful three story house. “Grandma, Aunt Alice its beautiful. Thank te so much.” I detto turning back to them giving them both the biggest hug I’ve ever dato any one. They...

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My Fanlist Of Fanpoppers 1-10 And Reasons

posted by giovannimtz

Sakura Haruno From Naruto Punching Naruto Uzumaki

1.Lloyd2-I Just Got Real Close To Him In The Past 5 Hours.

2.Hidanfan-She's Real Funny, Cool To Chat In The Chatroom With, And She's Just Plain Awesome! We Even Created A Spot Called "Giovannimtz&Hidanfan" I Thought Of The Idea, She Made It! I Also Created Her A Spot Called "Hidanfan" She's Also Obsessed With Hidan From Naruto.

3.Akatsuki_Otaku-She Loves The Akatsuki From Naruto Like I Do. I Was Her First fan And She's Fun To Chat With Like Hidanfan.

4.Bond_Of_Fury-I Also Got Close To Him In The Past 2 Hours, Lol.

5.Rusty746454-She Was My Bff On fanpop But She Started To Stop Going On Fanpop...

Amore Is A Tortured Soul-an angsty poem about Amore

posted by campluv98

This is my take on love,it came to me about two years ago,then it was just a phrase,i came up with the poem later on.:)I hope te like it,please Review it.Critisism is welcome-but no Flames pls.thanks bye!

Love Is A Tortured Soul

Love is a tortured soul.
Drenched in the bearing of it’s kind, and the lost.
For it gets Lost quite easily; it’s naïve and foolish-desperate.
Love is a tortured soul.
It’s always there, waiting for te to find it in it’s dark dim home, longing for another of it’s kind to relate and confide to.
They come sometimes, o so it thinks.
It’s always being teased by...

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My Vampire story CH 2 Please commento

posted by noodles3378

Chapter 2 - New Boy

    I was hyperventilating as my Angel walked past me on to his first class. He walked into the door of Mr. Emmi’s class, which was also my first class. I learned that my angeli name is Stefan. His sisters names were Colleen and Carmen. His brothers, Jacob and Leo.
    His voice was heavenly. Sweet and daring. He walked to the last empty desk. It was beside me. I moved my borsa from off the desktop and smiled at him politely. His answering smile made me hyperventilate again. I could have sworn I heard him chuckle.
    We...

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Jacob and Renesmee's Honeymoon -- Chapter 2

posted by BiteMeCullen107

After eating breakfast Jacob and I went up to our room to get dressed. Finding the closet was pretty easy because there are only two doors in our room, the bathroom and the closet. “Oh. My. Gosh. Alice went way over board with this.” Jacob detto in a normal tone. I walked over and looked in the closet and she did. It was the size of my parents bedroom back at there house. Jacob and I had our own sides. Aunt Alice hadn’t put any of Jake’s o my clothes in the closet she bought all new clothes for us. We walked in to find something simple to wear but that was impossible with Aunt Alice...

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Rollercoasters - A Bumpy, Crazy Ride of a Poem

posted by Dearheart

slowly climbing

inch da inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

farfalle of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to Amore it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!

Gods: Chapter 7: fuoco and Ice

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I walked in and saw Dawn and Thor. I walked over and gave them both a look. “Where are mom and dad” I asked looking around the house. Dawn smile. “Still in Australia” I looked at Dawn with a confused smile. “Well then what’s going on” I asked. I was angry at Thor and Dawn and not because of Liz o that mom and dad were still in Australia, but because they weren’t telling me anything. “Well?” I asked. Thor looked at me but he didn’t smile he just stared at me. “We were told to go home, we don’t know anything” he detto in a mollusco, vongola voice. I heard a bang, I turned and saw...

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Come What May

posted by CheeryDavis

Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the fieno i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as te pull me up and hold me close
i know that te will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...

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My True Love- "For Coach Joy"

posted by iluvtheshow

I remember the giorno I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for te love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place te could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with più fuoco then te could ever imagine.
più passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the giorno I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.

--------------------------------
This is dedicated to my first real pallacanestro, basket coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.

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Sorrows BTW THIS IS 6 YRS OLD,

posted by CullensFinest13

te hurt me I hope te die I cant belive I trusted te I cant belive I loved te I cant belive I stayed up and worried that te wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved te i trusted te and cared for you. im tired of te its time i let te go but your always there te wont leave me alone...its time for te to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let te back in stay out so i can be happy te need te need to die let me live my own life te shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, te were...

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Step-by-step guide: Mary Sue's

posted by vampiress015

I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we Amore to write, right? If so then te all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all Amore our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer Amore em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...

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Dreaming of Nightmares

posted by Sweet_Pants

Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

o I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told da hidden scars

Unable to mostra themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...

I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.

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te Shouldn't Have Shot The Dog - Short Story

posted by chel1395

‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting successivo to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...

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The Fugitive-Chapter4: Robert helps me

posted by sahour95

chapter 4:Robert helps me
The night was so lonely and scary. I was hoping that the sun rises fast, as I was very frightened. It finally happened after that dark and lonely night. I was very tired as I walked all night, but I was surprised when I found myself not very far from Ema’s house. I sat on my bag thinking of everything happened, but mostly thinking about the way I feel about Patrick. I was wondering what made me think that he loved me. Is it because he detto I’m beautiful? Well lots of men told me that I’m beautiful but that doesn’t necessarily means that he is attracted to me....

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The Disappearance of Claire Daniels

posted by Lindy52

A little something that I wrote for English class but actually, it was my final and I got 100% on it!! Enjoy!!

The Disappearance of Claire Daniels

I don’t know where my daughter went. One moment, I was holding Claire’s little hand while doing some window shopping but a few secondi later, I spotted something at a clothing store window and was into it and wondering if the store have any chance that they have it in my size that I didn’t noticed that I didn’t felt little Claire Daniels’s hand slipping away from mine.

When I wanted to go into the store and see if they got that little black...