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posted by irena83
Thinking of your life,
te feed your soul with pain,
reviving some old wounds,
old memories that should have
been buried somewhere
where te would never find them.



But memories have found you,
living inside your head,
hiding in your tears.



The road of happiness
seems so distant to your view,
tho te still seek for these days,
the days of change.



Misery is smiling to your face,
and you're looking straight into it,
thinking, seeking for the answers
that eat your soul.



te might not meet the happiness
in this life and that's your scar,
that's your misfortune,
the tear you're hiding.



te live like a shadow,
inhaling the dust of your
time, knowing that all good
things are bypassing you,
thus your life is just a dust
in the air.



The road of happiness
seems so distant to your view,
tho te still seek for these days,
the days of change.
posted by ButteBaby_K
 An image found that somewhat looks like the image of Phim I had in my head. ")
An image found that somewhat looks like the image of Phim I had in my head. ")
Chapter 1: Lost in my own world of thought, a common occurrence, the rain left me like always. I remained standing moving with breeze, as the rain receded leaving me pondering my thoughts. I smiled to myself. Ilias, my name was derived from his. I was born in a great time of sorrow, called Ravasn; for that was the name of death, which there was much of nearly 15 years fa on the giorno of my beginning. A massive drought had plagued Phim for 7 years for the rain spirit was greatly wounded da the indecency of my people. They had Lost his trust and his respect, and I was the solution. My mother had...
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posted by I_DONT-KNOW
HI EVERYONE, WELL THIS IS THE secondo PART AND HOPEFULLY EVERYTHING WILL BE EXPLAINED.

My hands were shaking as i looked at them, how did I do that?
"I take it te all got my message?" Alexis asked looking at the four groaning figures coming for us. I stood up and stood ready, but Alexis grabbed the bottom of my trouserr leg and stopped me from running.
"Robyn its cool, they are freinds, in fact te know them," she detto still smiling. How could she be smillig, apparently people where after us, and we all have powers, I threw my hands up and covered my head, before falling to the ground. A sharp...
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Chapter One: Before

A warm late Augusts’ evening was upon Hultimore, the secret area which humans that held no gem upon their left palm were not able to see. Gemmers believed that if they visited this area for any amount of time at least once in life, they will be born a più powerful Gemmer after death.
No one stepped upon the streets of Hultimore after dark. It was forbidden. Most obeyed this rule and stayed indoors. Yet, the silence of Hultimore was broken, as a lone traveller stepped out across the barrier between dry, barren land and a city full of magic.
His footsteps echoed in the empty...
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posted by dancing_banana
Peter
    I can’t believe she opened up like that. I can’t believe we’re this close now. We talk every giorno now. I keep trying to tell her to get away from her home life. She just keeps refusing. I don’t know what to do, in all those classes in school they where always like segnala it, segnala it, and segnala it. So what should I do?

Kristen
    Peter keeps saying to get away. I should. If someone else knew they’d call social services without hesitation. I am completely engrossed in the book I’m Leggere when Jim walks in with a very cocky smile....
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There I was… Stepping on my own feet on the real ground. Yeah… the real one.
No più “dad, will te give me a ride to…?”, o “ please mom, I need that money to buy a lovely pair of jeans”.
No più dependence, no più good meals in family, no più life as I know it.
Time to step up on my feet.
Lily is my name…and I´m 18 years old. This is the new beginning of a new life. MY own life, the one that I have to build up.
Desperate about all this thoughts, all I could do is call my BF to cry over the phone.
-Soph…Oh Soph! This is nerve racking…OMG OMG OMG! I can´t believe we´re...
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posted by mitchie19
11. M E E T A A R O N


At exactly 3 pm, Mario, our house guard beeped through the telecom.
“Mr. Riley?” Mario asked. He used his British accent. I shifted my weight near the front door which the telecom was hung beside it. I pressed the button. “Yes, Mario?” “There’s someone at the gate, looking for Ms. Marhion.” I wonder who it is. I looked out the window. A silver BMW was parked in front of the gate. Weird.
He might not be a bad guy. “Send him in,” I told Mario then I saw the gate opened.
I approached the guy looking for Mariah. “Hi, Riley Cruz,” we shook hands. “Aaron...
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posted by mitchie19
10. M A K E I T H A P P E N


“Yo, Sean, what up?” I shouted. Sean’s a football player, the quarterback of the team. Mostly he likes shaking his blonde hair. Sean’s living room was filled with my friends, Toby, Jason, Michael, and Chris. “I’m great, man. God, Melissa nailed me!” Sean said. We did a high five. The guys were watching Sports Channel.
I drank the can of Pepsi I was holding. “Look, look, look!” Toby was pointing at the flat-screen. “Another round left then the Toro’s will be champion!” Chris and Michael were shouting. I joined them.
“That was a two-point...
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CHAPTER ONE
I’m attacked da a demon puppy
I was sitting on the floating dock at foca, guarnizione Harbor Beach. I came here to think. This dock usually floated at high tide but it was low tide so the dock was just sitting on the sand. The smells of low tide floated into my nose. I had grown accustom to this smell, seeing as though I came here very often. It was the smell of pesce and lobster.

Today, I had come here to wonder what was wrong with my life. My mother had died when I was 2 years old so I was too young to remember, but every night I strained all the energy out of my brain trying to remember her....
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posted by Pirate_4_life
Hey guys, hopefully my story is getting read, so I'd appreciate it if te left a little commento and tell me what te guys think of it.



Chapter two

“okay guys, step back from your paintings and as I go round the class I want te to explain your influences and how they inspired te to create your art pieces” explained the hippy like art teacher who insisted upon being called Gwen rather than Miss Miller, claiming it will ‘enhance the harmonious relationship’ she hopes to hold with her students. As each of her classmates took their turns telling how they were inspired to use a certain style...
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posted by Marcus_Ghent
Rahar and the Three Bandits
(aside the three bandits bit. I originally intended this to be a longer, full story but I sorta like it as just a lil moral short /shrug)

Rahar seemed a plain fellow but should te ask his Friends they would all tell te he had the makings of greatness, that he was designed to fullfill integral roles in important events. Indeed there was nothing obviously special about him...unless he chose to mostra you. He wore his black hair long, down past his shoulders to about mid-back. Many loose-fitting rings adorned his calloused hands, though usually these had the impresion...
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posted by mia1emmett
"UGH!" i yelled at the superiore, in alto of my lungs while trying to swat bugs off my arms and legs. My sister Roxy was laughing at me, well shes the one who lived out here, she was born here but she had to sposta when she was 5. Roxy is only 5 years older then me, while i am staring highschool shes starting college. the only reson we are moving here is because my mother couldnt stand to be far from Roxy. I hated how Roxy got treated better then me. Mom was calling me to help her sposta in the divano but my brother Ted helped her. Ted like my sister was born here but he adapeted to where ever we went. Ted was...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
 Little Jack
Little Jack
I got some feedback from some people who read my story and they detto they had a lot of domande about it. I didn't explain it as well as I wanted to. So I apologize. I hope this can make up for it. :)
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Everything was burning. It was so hot and my eyes stung. It felt like I was bleeding... badly. I felt dizzy... so dizzy...

I woke up 2 days later in a white room with medical stuff in it. Almost every inch of my body was covered in thick white cloth. I couldn't sposta my arms o legs. It was even a strugle to breathe...

I vaguely remembered the fire....
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posted by sevendeadlysins
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.

So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to pubblica this piece I literally just wrote.

I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.

I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.

I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.

I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.

I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.

I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
Chapter 4
When I woke up I was in an un-familiar place I Jumped from where I was laying down and walked down a flight of stairs
To a room full of people who were pale, I saw Edward and Bella so I
Thought this must be something that Bella knows about. I walked down the
Stairs and demanded I know what was going on, this pale man with blonde
Hair who looked so young came up to me and told me that Bella had come
To save me from losing my life and that Edward brought te here. I
Started asking questions:
"Why are te guys so pale?"
"Well we are Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. like you"
"But I am not as pale as you, and YOU...
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Preface
In middle school there are always groups there are the popular's with their clothes’, make up, money, and fame.

Then there are the nerds with their books, notes, pencils, and beakers for science class.

The musicians and artists with their instruments, voices, paintbrushes, and masks.

The actors and attrici with all their props, costumes, make up, and outgoingness.

Then there are the gangs though there aren’t many in our school with all the bling. Boom boxes and baggy clothes.

Last there are the jocks with their footballs, uniforms, and nets.

First Period
My Dirty Blonde hair...
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*Note; This is a variation of RachelGal97’s Endless Pain. Same names; just a different plot. Please commento and tell me if te like and what’s your preferito part*

Endless Pain: Chapter Four

“Selena!” Taylor shouted. She stood up and waved to Selena who stood across from her in the cafeteria. “Over here!”

“Sit down, Taylor!” Demi said, tugging on Taylor’s shirt. “You weird enough as it is.”

“Sorry.” Taylor sat down and crossed her arms.

“Hey guys,” Selena said. She set her tray down and started eating.

Demi and Taylor exchanged glances.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 1 – A Prisoner is Set Free

Amorite let the bacheca be her guide as she descended the stairs to the dungeon. A ring of keys dangled from a sash just below her waist. Silently, Amorite tiptoed toward the sleeping guard. Kildee was asleep, but just to be on the sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza side, the sixteen anno old girl put a pouch of powder under his nose.

Amorite’s hand shook as she took the pouch away. She knew that what she was doing was forbidden. Amorite had stolen the sleeping powder from Ilea, the healer, yesterday when Ilea had been taking care of a patient. Amorite promised herself she would return...
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That giorno I thought I was a failure. I was sitting outside our house on a bench in my white dress, just staring at the dark sky while raindrops were running down my cheeks. It could have been tears as well, all I knew was that it was raining pretty hard.
As she noticed I was outside, she opened the door and told me to come inside, where it was warm. Her soft voice told me she was going to make some tè for me and that everything would be okay.
I didn't even look at her when I got up and started to run.



The erba felt wet and cold under my bare feet as I was running towards the nearby forest,...
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posted by moolah
 This is Molly Stray
This is Molly Stray
When Molly Kisses: Info
Molly Stray
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Black Panther
Career: Bar tender
Car: Red Convertible
Book: Harry Potter
Hates: Tyler Rock, smoothies, etc.
Loves: her brother, Jake; tea, Adie, her best friend, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: to be pregnant
Wants eventually: A hubby

Tyler Rock
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Coyote
Career: Base Player
Car: Silver Volvo
Hates: Molly Stray, his sister, Kitty, etc.
Loves: his littler sister, Harry, soda, cigars, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: A child and a wife
Wants eventually: All the Film in the world

Janice James
Favorite Color: Pink
Animal: Frogs
Career:...
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I looked back down and we sat in silence for a couple of minutes. I looked to my right to find Looi holding the child that was being stubborn in his arms. This, in fact, reminded me of myself in his arms a long, long time ago. Oh, I’d say about 16 years fa when I was 2 and he was 11. My mom and dad had Looi when they were only 19 years old, so It took a while for them to decide to have me 9 years later when they were 28. I laughed at how old my mom was now. I know it’s nothing to laugh about, but, I couldn’t imagine my mom at Looi’s age now that she is 46.
    “So,...
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