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posted by alicia386
I ventured out into the forest. My mission is simple. I must find the woman who gives out free wishes. It was a long journey but the mere thought of what is to come kept me going.

The più I kept walking, the stranger the path got. The trees became short and pink, the sky turned a light pink, and the erba turned soft as silk. I was near her cave.

"Queen of beauty, luck, and love, mostra your face to me!" I shouted at the heavens hoping she would come out.

"Who's there?" A whispery voice asked me while I searched for the keeper of the voice.

"It is me, Jason Hills," I detto to the sky. "I have come for my wishes."

"And how do te expect to receive them?" A beautiful girl appeared successivo to me. She had curly, brown hari, sea green eyes, and she moved as if she was floating. "Do te think te can steal them from me?"

"What do te have in mind? If te will not willingly hand them over then what do I have to do to get them?" I am tough and I can handle anything this Barbie can throw at me.

She floated towards me with and evil shine in her eyes. "Young man, te are obviously crazy if te think te can get my wishes. I am called the Queen for a reason. I have destroyed many people's dreams and hopes. Barely any get the wishes and when they do they usually die. "You are not different.

"You do not even know me," I said. The woman simply threw her head back and laughed. "What is so funny?"

"Nothing," dismissed the Queen. "If te still want those wishes, then te must go out to hte lake and bring me back the greatest gift ever."

Her image vanished but her voice echoed in my head.

The greatest gift ever? This gift could be anything. The greatest gift could be a barca to her. How was I suppose to complete this? I dismissed any boubt and went back to my current quest.

As instructed, I walked until I reached the lake. I had not been to this part of the woods until now. I kept thinking I was goignt ot get lost.

When arrived to the lake, I found a pure white cigno holding a thick book with a gruesome, yellow cover. The cigno mumbled absolute nonsense.

Was this the gift the Queen wanted? A talking cigno does not seem much of a gift to me.

"Excuse me, Mr. Swan," I greeted.

"The name is Evan. Evan Kingston." He did not even bother to look up from his book.

"Sorry," I said. "Do te know the queen?"

"Of course," mumbled Evan the swan. "She is the one who turned me into a swan."

"Can te explain?" I do not see how the Queen can turn anyone in to anything. The libri that I have read about her have all stated that she has no real power of her own. She can only give out wishes.

"Easy," detto Evan. He finally closed his book and glanced up at me. "She gave me my wishes. I wished to be turned into the most beautiful creature on Earth. I was instead turned into a swan. She did it on purpose!"

"I am so sorry for you," I said.

"You must be her successivo victim." Evan the cigno glanced at me and my attire for that day. "Hmfp, te must be one of those city children."

"What do te mean da successivo victim?"

"She will trick te into finding something for her and then she gives te wishes," detto Evan. He reopened the book.

I thought about what Evan detto before meeting up with the Queen. I was ready to deliever her gift.

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The Queen was calmly stroking a leaf that had fallen from a albero above her. "I am here with your gift." I detto as I could.

"Good, what is it that te have gotten me?" She laid the leaf on the ground, brushed dirt form her dress, and floated towards me.

"I found Evan the cigno at the lake," I began. "He is a amaro cigno who has serious anger issues."

"Is that my gift? An angry swan?"

I shook my head. "He told me what happened to him. At first, I was appalled, then I was curious. The it hit me."

"What?"

"Knowledge," I said. "Your gift is knowledge. Evan had no knowledge on how to use those wishes. He did not understand that te must be specific."

"Youare different form the others," she smiled. "The others usually sided with Evan. Here are your wishes." Three magic balls landed in my hand.

"I neve detto I was on te side." I closed my fist tightly around a ball. "I am different from them. I sided with Evan but I also found a way to defeat you."

The Queen became shock and then the realization of the truth hit her. She vanished with the stunned expression plastered on her face. I know for sure she will not be able to give anymore wishes.

I trudged back home with two glowing magic balls banging around in my pocket.

The End
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Everyday, Prince ghiandaia, jay would go to the Kitsune's cage and gave her Cibo and Comfort for when she was sad. After a few days, Jays brother, Cole, Started to worry and went to their father, King George.

"I am worried about Jay" Cole told their Father, "He is always giving Cibo to that filthy Kitsune!"

"Let him do what he wants" King George told Cole, "He probably doesn't have real feelings for her, i think". Then he thought of an idea and told him his evil plan.

The successivo day, ghiandaia, jay heard crying. He ran down the stairs and saw Cole whipping the Kitsune while the Guards were laughing at her pain....
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posted by cuteypuffgirl
This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired da a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten da all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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posted by amoremusic
I write what i feel and try to
make them seem so-real to
you, but all te want from me
is honesty.

as i write out the facts
te act like te don't really
care where my cuore truly is.

Let me tell te where it
is, it's in the honesty of my
poetry, deep inside my cuore
it's the only thing that reveals
the emotions deep down inside
my soul.

as i hold onto the emotions
that creates honest poesia
that i write, i see te looking
at my private diaries understanding
who i want to be.

te look at me and te
seem to know what i'm
feeling as i'm revealing
to te the emotions that
comes from within my
soul.

as i hold the key to this
honest poesia that i compose
te seem to believe every-little
detail that i have to say to you.
Sittin here remicsin about all the good times we had watever happened between us we were like sisters we had each others back te were there for me and i was there for te i miss all the good times we had can we go back to that now

[chorus]
dont te remember all those timez all those things we did together i miss those times so bad watever happened can te tell me yeah so i can fix it and get rid of these weights on my shoulders yeah i miss te i miss talking to te i miss hanging with te can we ever go back ot those times

i have to thank te for so many things for everything te did for me yeah...
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