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posted by irena83
A dream.
Your life is never going
to be a dream.


Dreaming of
better days,
you're hoping
that pain will
love te less,
but pain
loves te more.


You're still
that sad child,
you have never gotten
away from your past.
Your destiny
is bounded
for their sins.
You cannot wash yourself,
you cannot be yourself.


They see you
as their opportunity
to restore
their failures,
but they don't see
that your desires
are being smashed,
your identity is
being erased.


You don't remember
who that person is,
you don't dream
anymore,
you don't rejoice
anymore,
tho you're still
that sad child
trapped within
their misfortune.


They want te
to play by...
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posted by irena83
Chapter 4: Sunny day

These were the days of peace and happiness.
Days were spent in peace and love.
Jack loved his job, even though he wasn't that patient with children who didn't pay attention on his classes.
But, he knew. He was doing something
important, something useful.
And most of all, he knew that his lovely wife
and beautiful little Gwenny were waiting for him
at home.
Dana was amazing at kitchen.
Jack loved everything she made.
One happy family they were.

Like every morning, Jack would go to work,
and Dana would make a breakfast and some coffee to wake them up.
Morning coffee was something wonderful
for both of them.
After having breakfast, Jack would drink coffee
with Dana, looking at her with the same gentle
and passionate Amore that never fades.
"I'll see te later, darling." - Jack detto and
went to work.

Dana was still sitting and enjoying in the coffee,
watching through the window the sunlight.
She could smell the fiori that were growing
in the yard.
posted by Percysclique
Chapter 4 – An Old Friend Returns
Kaolin was about to pass out in the middle of the well-travelled dirt road. He hadn’t gotten any sleep since Amorite had freed him. Kaolin felt that happened days fa rather than last night.
Tanis was dozing in Kaolin’s arms. Ileana was dragging her feet and trying her hardest to keep up with Kaolin’s strides. Kaolin had spent the journey taking turns carrying the children. They were weak and hungry. There was no way they could make the five mile trek on their own.
“How much longer, Kaolin?” Ileana clutched Kaolin’s brown tunic with her small grimy...
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posted by ilovehouse345
I lied
I lied to them and got caught
I confessed up and told them the truth
but they get più upset
I walk down the dark hallway
into my lonely empty room
I lie on my bed, thinking
I go to sposta and I can't
I fall down
pain shooting threw me
they walk in
saying I'm faking to make them feel bad
they walk out
leaving me on the ground
crying out in pain
I finally give up
crawl over to the closet
get the gun and cocked it
put it to my temple and pulled the trigger
life...filled with hate
I've chased down all my demons
but it wasn't enough
mistreated,misplaced,misunderstood.
posted by poseidongurl10
Why bring a 10 anno old to a crime Scene?Why even kill her parents in the first place?I'm Agent Lauren Klozwesk.I work for the FBI.I'm stationed i'm Arkanas.And I'm being wanted da my home country I escaped:Venice,Italy.

I'm currently working on a case that involves a murder.The Ivashkov family was recently killed in their urban Arkanas house.My motive is Why?Why kill Them?Why leave the Daughter?

Lately,I've been with the daughter,Violet."So Violet,would te like a danish for Breakfeast?"I asked.She shook her head.Who could blame Her?She saw her parents die."Ok,you want Cereal?"I was trying...
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posted by hannah_vampire
I can only hope that this is good.

Adrian Dante – 1864
My horse ambled along for a considerable distance, I watched as the faint fog hung over the hallows. Katherine hid in the shadows praying not to be seen. “I have tasted your blood Katherine so te cannot hide” She appeared in front of me “what do I own te Mr Adrian Dante” My orso smile alone scared her “Why do te think? I’m here to kill te my love” Her face went cold but then she smiled.

Present
The cold winter chills hung in the air and the lake’s waters were crystalized. An arm snaked around my waist “I thought you...
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Hey, here is the end of the last chapter!


Her whole body jerked awake.She was lying on the ground crying and shaking. The group of girls were watching in horror, Lily had a tear rolling down her face. Elyon and Rose were crounched down beside Alexis, Astrid had her hand on Alexis's cheeks.The two of them looked into each ohers eyes, before Alexis smiled.
"I bet the file didn't say anything like ths?" Alexis whisperd trying to stand. Astrid was shaking too as she helped her friend to her feet. Elyon and Rose Stood up too, Lily hugged Alexis.
"What just happened?"She pleaded not letting go. Alexis...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
I keep my rhythm
I tap in time,
My Musica is my world
An angry beat inside.
It can crash like a waterfall
o gradually trickle down,
It can make te laugh and cry
That powerful sound.

My headphones on my head
The lyrics flowing though,
Filling up my brain
Musica is the Cibo I chew.
It can be beautiful, strange
Crazy and cool,
I couldn't live without music
There's a style to suit all.

Musica is like a brand new life
Jumping around your mind,
Each instrument that is played
Is an ingredient to find.
There's nothing quite like music
There's nothing quite like me,
te can always find a friend in music
Musica will always be.
I lay in letto after I woke up to the cold harsh air coming though the trailer's small window. It was another crisp giorno in New York. Cold, like any other winter day, but peaceful. Very unusual around here. I could hear my mom heating leftovers in the small cucina outside my door. I decided it's better than her up and leaving for three days. She struggles to keep two jobs to pay off what we need. She's usually not around very much. I've basically been raising myself. At least today I can talk to her.
I walked into the cucina to see her using the laptop. That thing is her life outside of work....
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posted by CheekyCheese
Sorry if this isn't very good!

Angel was so excited, her best best Friends were coming for her birthday sleepover at five o clock! Time crept slowly to ten past five and still not a single soul in sight! Suddenly her little sister Summer shouted “Ha Ha they're not coming they hate te so much!” Angel ran upstairs weeping and charged desperately into her sister Friday's room.


“Was Summer being mean to te again?” asked Friday
“Yes, she detto that my Friends weren't coming because they hate me and that's not true!”
“Don't worry its only because she is jealous about te having the best...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
A story I am Scrivere about a American Indian boy of the Comanche tribe in Texas. He his cursed with a Supernatural evil but will have to confront his demon and the master of the Underworld realm which has plans for his curse...

Hell’s Outlaw

Chapter 1

In the town of Big Spring, Texas, a 12 anno old Comanche Indian boy named Koda awoke that Saturday morning with a feeling of dread and excitement.
As with any boy approaching their 13th birthday in his tribe, he was to prepare for his spiritual quest but unlike the others before him, he did not look inoltrare, avanti to it.
He has spent many arguments...
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The city of light was full of marchants and villagers. Elyon stood and gazed at them from the huge silver gate. And gurding the gate was two broad shouldered men, wearing bright white robes, that glowed from every angle.
"Excuse me?" the man with blonde hair asked. When Elyon took a shaky step forward, the men stared shocked at her.
"Elyon? What are te doing outside the city?" The man asked. Elyon took in a deep sharp breath and took another shaky step forward. She still hadnt noticed that the vilagers were watching silently.
"Elyon...my name is..?she smiled and fell into the darknes, fainted. The two gaurds rushed to her aid, and the vilagers erupted into a panicky uproar
"Quick take her to Lady Alexsis!" the man with darker ahir nodded, picked up Elyon and disapered.
"Leo? What the hell is going on? This is a bad sign," an old man closest to the alone guard asked.
"I dont know," he muttered looking up at the castello of light, "i really dont know,".

commenti PLZ
posted by TomboyWriter
She is crying but Kevin is staring with no care and walks away and Connor comes up behind me and kisses the back of my neck. Dylan and Mel are playing in the sand and Debbie and Dawn and Avril are dancing around with Damon. I smile this is how I want it to be. Me and Connor sway and he pulls me close and I lean back and he kisses my neck and soon I see Kira copying me and Cody copying Connor. I laugh and jump into Connors arms where he cradles me and he whispers “ how long till we get out of here and our honeymoon can start.” I chuckle and say “soon.” He smiles and sets me on my feet...
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posted by bri-marie
Note: I'm not sure how much I like the names I gave my characters. I may changed them in later parts.
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A small, silver picture frame sat alone on a nightstand. The picture held inside it, yellowed and dusty with age, showed three small children – two boys and one girl, all about six years old – with their arms wrapped around each others shoulders. They were standing in front of a large oak albero and the shadows had made the pictures unreal; the girl's hair was shown to be brown and the boys...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
“    the new beginning ”

As days passed it got worse. I couldn't take it anymore, we were growing apart, barely even talking.
Anything I talked about doing, Edward would disagree o say its not safe.
Once, I was going to the toilet and Edward asked Alice to go with me!. To the toilet!
That led to a giorno of me ignoring him. That taught him a lesson to shut his mouth and stop making decision for me…..well for about 24 hours. Then it starts again.
“Bells….your getting so boring! Talk a little…oh! I have a better idea lets play” Emmett grinned.
“Emmett, cant te see...
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At first I'd like to remark that english isn't my mothertongue. I tried hard to translate my little story into proper english, but maybe I made a few mistakes. However, I'm posting the english and the german version now, so just read them both if te understand it. :)
Here it is:

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One wonderful day, it finally was at her feet. She hadn't seen it for days, and the longing had nearly cankered her. She had missed it like a lover o a brother, no, more; like a piece of herself. It looked even più beautiful than in her memory, how it sprawled in the sun. She was surprised,...
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posted by HarryPLover
The pain te caused isn't what scarred me
The burning tears te left me to shed isn't what burned me
Your last words aren't what hindered me
It was the Legend.

That endless struggle to win
To fight back
To not toss and turn in my bed
That secure feeling I had before you
To feel as a sharp as a pencil lead
Now that loneliness I feel without you
A constant reminder

Feeling my cuore beat again
Done with the breathtaking moments
And the heart-skipping kisses
To breathe again
Over and Done with

It wasn't those tears
It wasn't those words
It wasn't all that pain te left me to bare.

It wasn't the legend te were when te were here
But the legacy in my cuore that te left!
posted by StarWarsFan7
There I was. *sigh* Just sitting there, waiting for him. Who? te ask? My crush, Patrick Wellsiben, he was the one for me. Let alone, him being THE most popolare boy in school, I was known as a loser. I was the omega of the lupo pack. What am I talking about? Nevermind. My conscience says "Ask him out!", but my guts say "Don't do it you! He's gonna say no!" I don't know what to do! He comes near me and says "Hey." I stand there like a scarecrow smiling. "I feel stupid." "So stupid." Why shouldn't I get the attention from populars? I have short, thick black hair, I wear tank tops all the time, regular jeans and converse. So much for fitting in.
posted by bri-marie
Micheal Ryder swerved sharply to the left, almost missing the small driveway he was supposed to be turning into. He winced as his pickup truck made the rough transition between concrete and gravel. It was something he was going to have to get used to – he'd be driving down this path every giorno for who knew how long. A particularly large rock dislodged him from his seat, and he let out a foul explicative as his blond head bashed against the ceiling of the cab. Cursing his father, and the owners of the house he was renting, he slammed the truck to a stop. Not caring that he was still yards away...
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posted by grissomsgirl
Please read Parts 1&2 o this won't make any sense.
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All CSI - Scena del crimine characters owned da CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!

I have no idea what went on after I met the rest of my family but I understood some of it, something about going home a week off and Stevie, Daddy does not look too well so I asked him who Stevie is whilst I sat on Grampa Jim’s lap “Gilbert, Stevie is my tarantola and he lives in a tank in my office” detto Daddy “what’s a tarantola Daddy?” Daddy...
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