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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

Ashleigh was a little three anno old, and I could see she'd be really pretty when she was older.

I wasn't sure how how, but becoming a mother just let me see clearly. About so many things. What was important and what wasn't worth it.

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I'd picked her up from the daycare and took her to the playground, where we were supposed to meet Jamie, the little girl who was Ashleigh's best friend, and her mother, Jenna. Jenna was a single mother, like myself, but two years older. We'd become best Friends as our children had.

It was Friday, and Jamie...
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Goodnight and Goodbye

He shut the door silently behind him, but not enough for her to hear his fragile cuore breaking.

When he re-entered the hotel room from the balcony, a sea of faces greeted him. "Do te wanna drink?" Simon gargled, as soon as he saw Niles' worn face.

He embarked to his room, without another word to Simon o any other members of Daphnes family. As soon as he stepped through the frame, he saw Mel in bed, waiting for him. She put down the book she was reading, on the side tavolo and elegantly unblanketed herself from under the covers.
She embraced him and a warm smile spread...
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The snow is falling on this cold blistery afternoon.
    Just up ahead, in the clearing I could see a young woman gloriously and delicately skating. Skating, as if she had skated her entire life.
Suddenly, I began remembering an adventure that seemed so many moons ago.
Beyond the horizon I could see myself walking briskly toward the solid, cold ice that kept me Frozen in silence.
I could hear the ice crackling, like popcorn being popped, beneath my shaking feet.
As I adventured onto to the ice, I felt a cold chill creep up my back that seemingly felt like a warning sign to...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
I’m finally on my own, alone. I just turned eighteen a couple of months fa and I got a job offer in Los Angeles California. I’ve been Scrivere since I could write and when I reached junior high I joined the new paper and I did the same in high school and in my secondo anno of high school I was offered a job as a reported for the Salem New Hampshire news paper and I accepted. My job threw the years had grown and now that I’m done high school I can take the job offer.
    Ya my parents were pissed when the found out I wasn’t going to collage but if te think about it...
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"Okay Starr your message has been put through. The council and your parents will get it in time when te get back," Whitney says on the phone.
I sigh in relief "That's good. Thanks whitney. da the way how do te like your new job? Councilman and messenger!" I gush
Whitney has been my friend since forever when we both finished college eight months fa we both got different jobs. I work as a time traveller recording things from the past.
"It's great Starr! I get paid a lot. How bout you?" she asks
"Well going back is great but some of the people back then are annoying. Well I got to get to...
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Alex's hunter had a name. Only one person knew his name and that was his ex wife. He was utterly baffled that Alex wouldn't crack where his family was. This was going to be hard.
Just then the door opened revealing his ex wife Melinda and his daughter Melanie. Alex's hunter felt his anger rise up into his head
"Crap Melinda why can't te bring her successivo year?" he roared raising his fists
Melinda became furious. He knew she would be coming! "Jerry calm yourself. It's your winter to take care of Melanie. te don't want to talk to my lawyer again do you?" She asked eying him like she trapped him...
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We finally stopped when we reached the lake at the back of Ferntree Collage. My body was aching I hadn't run that much in so long and gosh this bag is heavy.
"I don't know if he saw us, we might not have ran far enough. So keep quiet and rest." Amber whispered
My sides ached as I breathed, but I needed to know who we were running from. Even if it killed me.
"Who...did...we...escape from?" I managed to say, though I'm surprised she heard it.
"It was Brent. I saw him coming and he looked angry"
The aching seemed to disappear as I sat up and stared into Amber's eyes.
"It was Brent?!" I whispered more...
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The picture on Linda's letto side tavolo stared at her and she had had enough. Moving quickly she pulled her covers off and was slipping her feet into her runners.
Wearing the same thing she went to letto in, black tracksuits, a white long sleeve superiore, in alto and a puma jumper, Linda left the house and made her way to the old hospital on foot.
The night was dark and shadows seemed to be following her every footsteps. The lights from the strada, via lamp didn't do much, only illuminating one cerchio making each imagined shadow larger.
She had made it through two streets and one alley way but the constant thought...
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posted by ZekiYuro
Here are some più texts from people.
1.Writing and then sending a funny e-mail o text message to my friends.And of course,imagining their faces when they read it.

2.I really like driving at night when there's no traffic,listening to my favourite music.I feel completely free.

3.Staying in letto on Sunday morning and Leggere the newspaper.Then getting up very late and having my dog for a walk.

4.I enjoy going to the jym and really getting tired then taking a long hot doccia followed da a nice hot cup of tea.There's nothing better.

5.Turning off my computer at the end of the day.Leaving work,and getting into my car to go home!It's the best moment of the day.I Amore it!
Emmanuel Ray, winner of Fashions Finest’s Fashion icona of the anno award (2011), has been asked to officially open Gibraltar Fashion Week commencing on 19th April 2012.
Emmanuel will meet with fashion designers, press and a selection of important members of the Gibraltarian government.
Reene Weston, designer and organiser had the following to say about why she chose Emmanuel to officially open the event.
“Some people have to be taught to be fashionable…Emmanuel raggio, ray was born fashionable. Gibraltar is about real people and real lives. Emmanuel raggio, ray mirrors that!”
This exciting new event has...
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posted by lama2426
Dialogue: so this movie is based on Zagr and Dagr. Zim and Gaz just had sex on zim's couch, Then dib and GIR just had sex on the floor. But Dib is madly in Amore with Zim. oh almost forgot this is the giorno the armada comes but the risisty has something to do to the irkens. Hope te enjoy!
After a long night "doing it" with gir, Dib woke up, right after he woke up he noticed zim naked BELOW Gaz, when he flipped over Gaz he almost barfed, but when he flipped over zim, he got a boner. After that he went back to sleep da gir. An ora later Gaz woke up but ONLY put on her tights, when she walked out...
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Summertime, June, 16th, 1934
Detectives surrounding the area of the lake. A dead body was found. A young girl's body. The young girl was Anna Hawkes, nine years old, blond hair, green eyes. My best friend.......ex best friend. Let's just say, this little girl did not play nice with me and left me forgotten. She's lucky. Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky. The detectives found her and not me. Well, I'm sorta used to it since I've always known to be forgotten and alone. Now, I'm dead, forgotten, alone, wet, and sunk deep into the water. How did Little Miss Anna Hawkes die? Hehe, me of course. She drowned...
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Chapter Two

James flopped down successivo to Sirius with a sigh. ”For Merlin's sake, how does she do it?”
After six years, the Marauders knew not to interrupt when James started going on and on (and on) about Lily. “I mean, I didn't think it was possible for her to be più attractive than she was last anno – remember last year?” The Marauders nodded. “Yeah, well, Merlin knows it's about twice that now. I mean, she's just kind of grown into herself a little, yeah? And – and – I could go on all giorno –“
“Please don't, mate,” Sirius said, effectively stopping James' rant. The not...
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(The Chipettes went out of class to the bus stop)

Brittany:You know what?I think we'll go to school da car tomorrow.

Jeanette:Sure.We can take the black car.

(At their house)

Eleanor:Home Sweet Home.

Jeanette:It's already 6:00.We should make cena with mac and cheese.

Brittany:Cool.And I'll make milkshakes.I'll make vanilla,choclate and strawberry.

Jeanette:Dinner is served.

Eleanor:Wow,Jeanette!Your mac and cheese is awesome!!!And te Brittany,you make the best milkshakes!

Brittany and Jeanette:Thanks.And te make the best pastries ,cakes and cookies.

Eleanor:Thanks.I'll always help my girls.

(At 9:00)...
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I could hear the noise droning softly in the nearby forest. A gurgling muffled cry that was slowly receding, becoming fainter. Usually I would ignore such sounds, but the desperate plea imbedded in the cries was enough to make me turn and listen, like some creature was calling me. Weird when I put it like that but that’s exactly what went through my mind when the first cry sounded, a blistering screeching scream.
I stumbled through the over growth, frantically trying to find the fonte of the sound before it faded with the gentle whisper of the wind. The forest around me was darkening quickly,...
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Have te been pining for a mostra in which beautiful, young sisters cagna about each other and look for ways to coltello each other in the back? If te answered yes to either question, then the sisters is for you.

Whoever wishes to keep a secret must hide the fact that he possesses one.

I sat there quietly listening to the sobs of an unfamiliar voice. “You can’t do that!” The woman’s voice screeched, and then there was a slight chuckle, almost as if the sobbing was amusing to the person. “Oh yes I can, and I just have” The voice who I now knew was young man’s voice. I looked back down...
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