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posted by hannah_vampire
I woke up and felt the cold hit me, it was a weird sensation and I felt light headed something was happening but I couldn’t work out what. It was around midday when I had decided to go and visit Blair, When I got out of my car I felt weird once again, there was a darkness around me o at least some where around here. When I got near the door, I had seen that someone had forced it
Open. I pushed the door open and run inside, ‘No no Blair’ I thought as I saw him on the ground not breathing.

I got to the home phone but it was hard to dial the number in, I was shaking violently. Oni answered...
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posted by Authorfiction
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Chapter 1
THE SPOILED PRINCE

    In the land of Mayfair, lived a king da the name of Alfred and his wife, Queen Jasline. King Alfred and Queen Jasline had two children, the oldest Prince Harry and his younger sister, Princess Cilla.
    Prince Harry was a very happy little prince because te see Harry was very spoiled and rotten. Nobody, absolutely nobody was allowed to say ‘no’ to Prince Harry when he wanted something, o to punish him when he did something wrong o even to criticize him. Whatever Harry wanted to have, Harry had and whatever Harry wanted...
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posted by RanmaRaj
I wrote this Song when my girl broke off with me

My college's band detto it was too boring and told me to write another

I'd shared it with Kathy(Lilacool)
She detto she liked it......Thanks Kathy


In the center of my heart
there is a deep pain
as if struck da a dart
blood is all going drain

but wait a minute
am i..............?

'tis there all giorno and night
either asleep o awake
doesn't leave what I might
kick it o give it a shake

but on secondo thought
am i..............?


Lil puzzling is it's reason
someone once lived there
may be till precedente season
she was my heart's only heir

though she is long gone
my heart...
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posted by twilight_23
This is a pesonal narrative I had to write for my English class. I Amore feedback, anything te have to say is appreciated. Also, if I made any mistakes (i.e. spelling, grammar, punctuation), please tell me so I can fix them, thanks:D


As I was thinking of experienes that changed my life, my mind automatically went back to my time at St. Anthony. I skimmed throught the years starting with eigth grade, thinking that was where I would find a significant event since it was where I have my most recente memories. To my surprise, I found nothing. I moved on to younger grade levels, still finding little....
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posted by lollipopszx3
PG13. I don't like this chapter... Kind of rushed.

Chapter 3

It has been a week since my detention, and the arrival of Megan. Jake hasn't been più happy, now that he had a girlfriend. Brianna and Lilia have been on me più than ever now. They don't know when o how to stop. I was getting really annoyed.

I walked into the school, looking quite pissed. As usual all the girls came and told me how great I looked, although I knew that I look like crap.

"Yo Joshua... Why the crappy mad face?" asked Ken. He was never subtle.

"Nothing. Fuck te and leave me alone." I told him.

"Eww.... I don't want it...
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posted by SongBirdTeam
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Vega. A small world on the outskirts of the Holista system. It was home to few, and did not get many interstellar visitors.
But, on this insignificant planet, in the town of Temi, things were about to get hectic.


Temi was home to about nine hundred Temins. It was a quiet town where nothing exiting happened, at least, not in public.
    The giorno was windy, and dry, as the few children that lived in the town made their way to school.
All The children wore scarves and bandanas over their mouths and goggles over their eyes, to keep the wind swept dirt out of their lungs and eyes....
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posted by bubble_babe
One Fine Sunny Morning Izzy Sat At A tavolo At Her Fav, '50's Dinner'. Although The Red Head Was Not In The Mood To Eat, o Do Anything For That Matter. Something Keep Bugging her. Something She Couldn't Identify. The Poor Girl Sighed, Now Her Head Hurt From Thinking so Munch. She Then Fell back in her sede, sedile And Poped her Feet onto the table, eventhough She New The Cause Of It.

"Ey, Izzy, Gits Your Feeta Of Meh Table." A Big Man Behind The Main Counter Called.

"Leave Me Alone, Joe." Izzy detto as she closed her eyes

"Nononononononon; Now!" Joe told her

"I detto 'Leave me alone'!" The Red Headed Girl...
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posted by RainSoul
What do te do when the gray waves roll over your head, and your body is too weak to swim ashore. Do te panic and scream and try anyway to break the surface of the water? Do te silently cry and pray and tell your loved ones te Amore them one più time. o because te know it's futile to fight invia to the lulling cold darkness baciare at your eyelids? Do te let the salty seawater drain into your lungs and choke to death's waiting arms?

Or do te float to the surface and wait for the storm to pass and sunlight to pierce your shivering mass of a body?.. te choose wisely.. te wake up in a...
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As I gasp for breath while I drown the pain in morphine
While my cuore beats in tune with the rolling static hills on the metal screen
I lay on my deathbed reflecting on my life
I can say I had a good one although it was filled to the brim with tidal waves of hurt
I laughed in delight while running through the golden fields embracing the open skies and wearing a halo of warm sunshine
I climbed trees and swam in the salty smeraldo sea
But Moma was always working hard at the commensale, diner filling out orders for sugary milkshakes and greasy fries
And brother Tim was always out too late fixing old radios who sang...
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posted by hgfan5602
I Amore writing.
Not because of Fanpop
Not because I am bored
But because of a different reason.
A reason te might think is strange.

Scrivere
Is my own personal universe
Where I can be creative
Where I can forget all my troubles
And leave Earth behind.

Usually
I use Scrivere to express my emotions
To share what I feel
And why I feel that way.

I can fly away from my friends
On Earth
And explore new universes
Meet new friends
Discover new things

That is why I Amore writing.
The Australian coccodrillo is the largest coccodrillo in the world.It can grow up to seven metres long and the biggest can weigh up to 1000 kilos.It has only 2 muscles to open its mouth but 40 to close it!

What makes crocodiles so dangerous is that they attack incredibly quickly and they take their victims under the water to drown them.They usually attack in the water,but they can suddenly come out of a river and attack animali o people,and they can run on land at 17km/h.

Every anno in Australia there are coccodrillo attacks on humans.2 years fa a 24-year-old German tourist died when she went for...
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I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, autore Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the random House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to mostra o indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, o indication of something that is going to happen.

Why is foreshadowing important? I learned this lesson the hard way. In many of my first short stories—which I recommend as a medium to anyone testing the waters to see if they want to write fiction—I thought that I was being so crafty with my endings. I wrapped up the crime (or whatever) with...
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My wide brown eyes glanced around the Bridgewell high school lunchbox and all I saw was the same thing as everyday. The "cool" group, my group, all sitting in the same spot. The middle of the lunchbox, drawing all attention on us with our screaming and giggling. It would usually be me starting the scenes but now I see differently. What’s the point with all the makeup, the new outfit each giorno and the teasing of the smart kids. I don't want to be this girl anymore, I hate her.
Just at that moment Catherine and Amanda walk past. The smart kids, the ones who care what grades they get and now...
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Scott is my preferito boy character in total drama revenge of the island and Courtney is my preferito character in all total drama, so I like this couple better but I was once a Duncney fan so... enjoy!

Scott: I wasn't scared to jump off the cliff into the water with sharks! I was just thinking that I would scare the pee out of the sharks, and make the challenge easier. Well, that's not my plan! Hehehe

Challenge ended elimination time

The villainous vultures won so the heroic hamsters had to vote and Courtney and Lindsay were at risk, but Lindsay got the boot

After 3 challenges Courtney got switched...
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posted by EmilyMJFan910
Poem #1: Seasons Change (Free verse)
Seasons change;
what does that mean?
It feels like magic.
As the cold fades away,
replaced da sunny warm days,
and the sun shines bright
in the era of Summer.
And the snow falls silently
and te see your breath,
clouding the chilly air in the Winter.
Spring and Autumn, all their own,
after the winter days have flown.
Spring brings its joy with the crisp fresh air,
and Summer comes along,
Autumn follows da with the tumbling leaves,
as each season passes by,
I wonder what makes it change,
I guess I might never know
unless I try hard enough to see.
But if I must come to a conclusion...
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posted by ZekiYuro
We make them and we break them,because some promises are very hard to keep.Here are the superiore, in alto six most common broken promises...

1."I'll come back tomorrow"
You always hear this from builders,plumbers,and electricians.But the truth is very different.They won't come back until successivo week(or later).And te will probably need to phone them 5 times first.


2."I won't tell anyone"
We Amore hearing secrets and we happily make this promise.And at the time we really mean it.'Don't worry,'we say,'your secret is sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza with me.'But of course it isn't.Research shows that everybody will always tell one other person...
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posted by Rae-Ash
I am from a dad who showed me Amore –till I turned four
--A navy man with no più room for me
To burned bridges with family, Friends and loved ones

From the chilly blue ocean, days spent at the golden beach,
And time spent hiding from the world

From days spent with despair and wishes for death
To days with unending laughter and forced smiles

The hopes of tomorrow being destroyed
And memories that become tarnished

From helping raise four younger siblings
And growing up too fast
To begging my friend not to die

From my tears, joy, and fears
To finding the Father who always loved me

From being too terrified...
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posted by lindizzle215
hi so im a new writer so please tell me if i should contine Scrivere this story. Please comment!!!!!
Rated: M


Today my brother Joey and I were going to drive down to the family camp that we help with every anno and went here when we were kid’s but know were all teenagers so were counselors now. My brother Joey and I drive together every anno and all of our other brothers drive up in there own cars o the young ones with the others. There was a new guy this anno his name is Eddie. I think that I will like this kid as I get to know him. I don’t have to share a room because I am the only girl...
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posted by Twilightluv3r
Chapter 1 (Janae's POV)
How do te tell your bestfriend that te Amore them?Boy, don't I have a story for te and you'll never believe. My name is Janae Carter, I have an older brother name James and no parent. They were killed in a car crash da a drunk driver, but I don't want to get into that now.
When I met him I was seven years old, he was eight. At the time my brother was 18.
I was in the backyard playing in the mostra in, Grand Rapids, Michigan just to let te know.While I was playing, building a snow castle, I notice a boy kicking a ball against the albero that splits between mine and his yard,...
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posted by FIALMOIVLEY
The sound of the breaking glass stopped me from taking another step. I starred into the darkness ahead of me, this wasn’t where I wanted to be. I wanted to be with my mother. Mother. Why did I have to think of my mother? I tried not to think of the day…
But the memories of the dread filled night filled her head. I remember it as if it was yesterday.

There was banging on the front door. A manly voice yelling to let him in.
“KIDS! Go hide! Eric, take care of your sister, Clare! Hide and don’t come out!” my mother yelled to us.
“But where are te going to go?” Eric asked my mom.
“Don’t...
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