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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I looked up now. “What did te say?” I asked. He opened his mouth to form the same words but I stopped him. “Oh god” I said, he laughed. “Yeah, that wasn’t what I was hoping for” he said. I didn’t smile. “You can’t” I said, he rolled his eyes. “But I do” he answered me. I then let go of his chest. “Ethan” I said, he came closer. “I know te have strong feelings for him” he said. I nodded. “And I know te don’t have those same feelings” he said, I nodded. I turned away. “I need to go” I said.

If I could run faster in this cold I would. I walked as fast as I could not watching where I was going, I felt myself schiaffo, smack into someone. “I’m sorry” I said, looking up at a familiar face, he smiled. I noticed this boy from my science class, Callum Dale. “My fault, Sadie right?” he asked, I smiled and then nodded. “Yeah, Callum is it?” I asked he just smiled. “Can I ask why te were at the cemetery?” he asked, his blue eyes flashing. I smiled. “An old friend” I said, he nodded like he thought I was talking about the dead, I kind of was. “What about you?” I asked he looked up. “My father” he said. I felt bad for asking. “Oh, sorry” I said, he just shrugged. “I have to go but see te in science” I said, he just waved over his shoulder.

Once I got home, I saw Ethan fast asleep on the couch, he looked so cute. I cupped my mouth so I didn’t laugh and wake him up. “Be quite” I heard Thor say. I turned and saw him grinning. “Why is he sleeping?” I asked, he just shrugged but it showed like he was hiding something, Thor was the worst liar. “What did te do?” I asked, he looked at me and then sighed. “He took più than he was meant to” He said, I gave him a confused look but then remembered the night that they went out. “You gave him drugs!” I detto he just smiled. “It’s okay, he has had it hard” he said. I just rolled my eyes and stormed off into my room. Once I was in there I turned on the radio, something I didn’t do often. “Big news guys, there is a serial killer on the loose. Two girls have been found dead” The radio said, I shivered. “Police say they only want young girls with blond hair, so if you’re young and blonde please stay aware” They warned, I noted to myself to say something to Dawn. But then something hit me, the woman. She was blond and young and now she was dead. She fit the profilo perfectly. I shivered once again. It couldn’t be he was dead as well. I shook it off and had a shower.

I woke up to a cold dark room, I knew it was my own but it had an unfamiliar coldness about it, something I couldn’t explain. I sighed and rolled over facing my wall. I still had an unpleasant presence with me; I closed my eyes trying to force myself to sleep. I turned over again, this time I saw hat my window was open. I gasped as I saw it; it was the whole horror movie package; the curtains shaking and making a gentle sound, the albero branches making a familiar shape of a hand. I sighed and got up. I nearly fell over. I heard a chuckle. I turned and saw Ethan sitting in my chair. “Do te know how creepy that is?” I asked he laughed and then shook his head. “You’ve never snuck into my bedroom, so no I don’t” he said, I rolled my eyes. “Get out so I can sleep” I said, suddenly I was angry with Mr. Birthday boy. “Thor told you?” he asked, I looked away and nodded. “It was my mistake” he said, I scoffed. “Damn right it is!” I detto he just rolled his eyes. “Fine, I’ll go” he said, getting up. He walked towards the window. “Sweet dreams” he whispered, I just turned around to my bed. I sighed and just collapsed on it.

I didn’t want to open my eyes. I just laid there hoping that maybe I was still asleep that the world was behind just a couple of più hours. I then fondere, c'era un odore the amaro smell of coffee, I moaned and turned over. “Get up” I heard Gloria demand. “You can’t make me go to school” I said, she laughed. “It’s Sunday” She informed me. I laughed. I rolled over and faced her. “Then why are te waking me up?” I asked she shrugged. “I got bored” She answered my question, I smiled. “Well, let me have a shower” I said, she smiled and then walked out. I sighed and fell back on my bed. I remembered all of last night, Adam and Ethan. Adam detto he loved me was it true? Ethan was taking drugs again, no surprise there. I sighed and then finally got up for my shower. My bathroom looked smaller; maybe mom was right maybe I did grow. I looked in my mirror, my face looked torn. Like I was 30 instead of me being 16, I sighed and but my head against the mirror.

I walked downstairs to yet again an empty house. “Where do they go?” I wondered, seeing as they only knew each other. I sat down on the couch. I closed my eyes but was interrupted da a whisper of my name being called. I opened one eye to see a very happy Adam standing in front of me. “What is it with boys and creeping up on people?” I asked myself. He smiled and took a sede, sedile successivo to me. “You shouldn’t be here, they could come home any minute” I said, he shrugged and caressed my cheek. “I wanted to see you” he told me, I nodded and sat up. “Ethan could come” I said, he nodded and then stood up. “I understand” he said, turning to leave. I heard a door open. I gasped and Adam just froze. I heard footsteps coming closer. “Go in my room!” I whispered, he nodded and ran up. I turned and dived for the couch, the footsteps were very close now, Ethan popped his head in. “Hey” he said, I looked away I still wasn’t talking to him. He took a deep breath and walked over to me and sat rather close and put his hand on my knee, I swear I heard a growl coming from upstairs. “I’m sorry that I took them again” he said, I just sighed. “Whatever” I detto I went to get up but he pushed me down. “I want to be able to tell te things and I want te to be able to tell me things” he said, I smiled. “I can tell te things” I said, he nodded. “Then why is Adam hiding upstairs?” he asked venom coming off every word. I looked up. “How’d te know?” I asked he didn’t look at me when he spoke. “Our connection” he simply said, I heard footsteps coming downstairs. Adam then appeared. “Look a walking dead man” Ethan said. I opened my mouth to say something but was stopped. “I’m sorry Ethan and I’m sure so is Sadie” Adam said, Ethan didn’t look at him o me. “So are te two seeing each other?” he asked, I rolled my eyes. “You should know, te practically spy on me everyday” I said, I didn’t mean for it to sound so brutal it just came out that way. He didn’t look at me. “Answer my question” he detto coldly. “No and I don’t want to data either of you” I detto storming out of the room.

Later that night I sat in my bed, I hadn’t seen Ethan o Adam all giorno they must of took what I detto to heard. I sighed and closed m eyes. I heard my door being opened I prayed it wasn’t Ethan o Adam. “Get up!” I heard Dawn’s voice order, I opened one eye. “What is it?” I asked. She smiled. “For the holidays we’re going to Palm Springs” She said, I moaned. “Why?” I asked, she gave me a ‘because I detto so look’ I rolled my eyes. “When are we leaving?” I asked laughed. “That’s the best part, successivo week” She cheered. “Is Ethan coming?” I asked she nodded. “And his other friend....Callum” She told me.

ciao Guys,

There is going to be a sequel and it will be on soon! The secondo past is going to be about the Palm Springs I will be putting up a preview!
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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posted by Cinders
It's finally here! All the submissions to this month's poesia contest is included within this soapbox, for your convenience. For the sake of the judges, I am allowing two weeks from today for them to peruse the works herein and then create a pick with their superiore, in alto five choices. The judges may confer amongst themselves if they wish. Input from the fanpop community should also be considered. commenti on particular poems are welcome. The only thing that is prohibited is pointing out (subtly o obviously) which poem is yours. As a poet, that may disqualify te from the competition, for betraying the...
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posted by Emoshinell
To me, Will is più than a name. This is what it means to me:

W is for the softest whisper in the sweetest breeze of spring.

I is for the icy chill that goes down my spine when te spare me a small glance my way.

L is for the look my penetrating eyes give te when te turn away from me; when I want most for te to stay close to me.

And L is for the unconditional and irrevocable and irrational Amore I feel for your soul.

Without you, my cuore is silent. te arethe only one who has touched my cuore and it will always be yours. te are my only love. I've left my cuore with you; look over it closely....
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added by vampiress015
Source: BBC
A/N; AHAHAHAHAHA! And te thought i wouldn't dare ;). Anyways, here's something weird i don't even understand. Seriously. But I'll post it here because I feel happy. Yeah, even I don't believe it. Anyways I'll stop talking 'cause this font is making me feel stupid.

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Breathe. te need to breathe.

“I can’t.” I whimpered “I can’t breathe. It’s too hard. If I breathe, the numbness will go. I can’t let it go.”

You need to. People are counting on te to have a heart-beat. And da cuore beat I mean they count on te to be here. To have a-little...
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Ladies and gentlemen, writers of all ages (especially teens/preteens) and species (except mosquitoes), welcome! I'm bored, have a writer's block made of concrete and am feeling particularly resentful towards the curse known as textese/chatspeak. (Seriously, whatever happened to good ol' morse code?) So I decided the best way to give my Scrivere a rest is to help out with yours! Aren't I generous? :)

Before I begin, I'd like to point out that I am not an expert da any means. I'm not a Scrivere guru o a master advice-giver-person. I am simply a fellow writer who wants to pass on what she's learned;...
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added by whitelion
posted by whitelion
love, a word that can bring much joy o much pain
it can put the cuore at ease o under strain
and as that word to each other we spoke
it made our hearts complete and not broke

a feeling unlike any other i felt
as te heavenly eyes made my cuore melt
te were always the one, i could tell
cause from the moment i saw te in Amore i fell

the words to describe te a poet can never posses
te were always the one that was hard to impress
te wanted più than poesia and fiori could give
because only on true Amore your cuore could live

to capture my cuore for te it only took
one moment one smile and one unforgettable look
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Source: Google
posted by harold
The autore considered. Then the autore wrote:

Two opposites sat on a park bench

The autore deleted

eating their curds and whey

as soon as it was typed, and replaced it with

and one wanted the other to leave.

The critic noted "That's really not very specific, is it? Two 'opposites'? Come on, you're going to have to be più specific than that."

The autore considered. Then the autore wrote:

The Republican sat down successivo to the Democrat on the park bench

and nodded, satisfied. The critic clucked his tongue. "Welll...it's not exactly original, is it? And how different are they, really? Honestly, te couldn't...
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posted by ToEkNeE
I woke up as usual. But there was something about today that was going to change. Unusual. I stumbled out of bed, opening my eyes to darkness. I wouldn't need to expect sunlight just yet. I clumsily found my way to the bathroom to take my shower.
For some reason, I wanted extremely hot water. Usually, I would have tepid water on, but this time, the water was blazing. The water beat my back with an intensity far beyond a human could ever intake. It was like hail was being shot at my skin, with a beat to it. The burning was far worse. When every droplet hit my skin, there would suddenly be a sharp...
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added by whitelion
Young and fresh and shining bright
Filled with wonder and delight
I see beauty, giorno and night
I am young enough

Whether it's Real o just Pretend
Possibilities have no end
There could be magic, 'round the bend
I am young enough

Dolls can sposta when I'm asleep
They come to life while I count sheep
And freeze whene'er I dare to peep
I am young enough

Book-friends all come out to play
My letto becomes a magic sleigh
Imagination rules the day
I am young enough

The sky can cry a lot of tears
The trees tell secrets; can't te hear?
The world's alive: to me that's clear
I am young enough

Grownups say the queerest words
Have...
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posted by Cinders
I've been slowly but steadily coming to the conclusion that poesia as an art form is quickly losing its flavor amongst the iPod generation. And I'm not talking about contemporary poets who don't get read da the masses, because as Gertrude Stein would say, "Those who are creating the modern composition authentically are naturally only of importance when they are dead because da that time the modern composition having become past is classified and the descrizione of it is classical. That is the reason why the creator of the new composition in the arts is an outlaw until he is a classic." Or,...
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posted by whitelion
your smile, your eyes, your voice
as if te gave me a choice
everything about te i loved
all other feelings aside i shoved

on your every word i hung
and even among
a crowd, only te i see
nowhere else i would rather be

these feelings for you, that are kept inside
i can no longer hide
everything about te i admire
te are all i desire

so kind, so sweet, so passionate
everytime our eyes met
my cuore would race
while looking at your smiling face

full of buety, life, and joy
with my emotions te play like a toy
like a wild beast, my emotions cannot be tame
and i don't even know your name
added by whitelion