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So Analisa and I walked slowly through her village. I looked around as we walked and everyone looked very happy and cheerful. I was very confused. "Shouldn't they be sad?" I asked. "NOT happy-go-lucky?" Analisa chuckled and replied. " There is no need to be sad. For we have food, shelter, and each other." I felt very bad. Just a few hours fa I had yelled at my mom for getting mad at me and ran outside. I started to cry again. I sat in the smeraldo green grass,we had walked into a field,
Analisa asked "What is wrong?" I replied "I want to go home" Analisa detto "That would be easier if I knew where te lived. Anyways, we need te here. te cannot leave. I'm very sorry." That didn't help me at all. I layed down on the soft erba and cryed my eyes out.
posted by Lore_Master
Our hero fell to his knee's "Wha....what....no all my work and research.....gone!" he detto as he clutched his chest gasping for air, as giorno turned to night he sat there with an empty feeling eating him from the inside, he looked up at the star's "Why me why do.... why the fuck does this happen to me!!!" the hero yelled as he started pounding the ground violently, his whole body filled with rage and sadness knowing all of his work was just wasted he began to shed tear's it seemed the più he hit the ground the further it plunged him into dark thought's soon thinking of resorting to evil necromancy...
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Once upon a time there was a girl named Evangeline Lovesky and all she wanted was to have friends, but no one wanted to be her friend because she was a princess and they thought that if they made her angry she would have them killed. But she was very nice and would not. Evangeline was about 5' tall and was 13 years old and has beautiful golden hair about to her waist. One giorno she was bored an decided to take a walk. She walked all the way from the castle, past the market, and all the way to a small corner of houses surrounded da fields. These were the farmers houses, though the farmers were...
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posted by Lore_Master
As the Hero awoke he found himself in a dark hallway "wha...what happened?" he thought to himself as he wondered aimlessly down the hallway trying to get his bareings, he saw a faint light flickering only for a moment giveing him only enough time to make out where he was "wait.... no it can't be." he detto running down the hallway toward's the light, while he was running he noticed picture's of his family confirming exactly where he was "this couldn't be..... my old house burnt down 5 year's ago.." he detto stopping to notice one of the door's open with barely any light barely any light comeing...
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posted by samuraibond005
Yaouta lived on a farm in Missouri, he had only recently graduated high school, had a pilot's license, and even a couple of airplanes used in war. He had an old A6M zero that belonged to his rich father, grandfather, and his great grandfather before him. His father was assassinated da a rival corporation (His father owned a wealthy publishing corporation) and the corporation decided to target his family afterward. 5 black cars pulled up in his front yard, though the yard was big enough to hold just about 10 times as much. Yaouta's younger brother, who was 15 at the time, walked out to greet...
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posted by AshleyA-Brizzle
Sometimes its Easier to inore the truth

to forget about everything

to sit in a closet and hide forever

Sometimes its Easier, to blame yourself

To think its your falt

To mostra no emotion

Sometimes It's easier to keep everything inside

to not let anyone know

to hide everything.

To me, Its easier to say something

To talk

to cry

Its easier to Feel Emotions

Anger, rage, Sadness,

but not fear

Fear is my enemey

He wants to take over my mind

Keep me locked up inside.

I'm tired of being scared

I'm tired of being locked in my own world

I'm tired of being a prisoner.

I will not be afraid,

I will not Let him Win
posted by para-scence
"Shelby, what's happening to you?" Emery questioned me before school. I'd walked past him, and he'd grabbed my arm, demanding to talk to me. I looked up at him through my sunglasses, which I wore almost all the time.

"Nothing," I detto quickly. "Let me go."

"You're hanging out with them, aren't you?" he said, getting angry. Angry was kind of frightening to see on him. He was usually such a happy person.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I tugged away from him, but his grip was too tight.

"Carissa. You're hanging out with her, aren't you? And the others. Dammit, Shelby! What'd I tell you...
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posted by para-scence
I slammed the door behind me, and started up straight to my room.

"Oh! You're home!" Blair detto cheerfully. "How was your first giorno of middle school? Did te have fun? Did te meet any new friends?" Why couldn't she just shut up?

"No. Leave me alone," I snapped, and went to my room, slamming the door once again. I paced back and forth, taking deep breaths. Calm down, calm down, I told myself. There's no use in getting upset. That wasn't going to change anything. There was a knock at the door.

"Shelby?" Paige stuck her head in. I turned away from her, and wiped my angry tears away with my sleeve....
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posted by wolfclan121
Death was in the park. He was making a crack in a plank of the bridge right in front of them. Right in front of Jannet. "Um..Jane I think we should tell your Friends to meet us at your place!" Dave yelled. "Why? The're over there in the car park." "I - I just don't think te should attraversare, croce that bridge! It looks unsafe!" "It's fine! Come on!" But it wasn't fine. As soon as she stepped on that first plank, she fell through. Her foot was stuck in between two planks and she couldn't move. She was drowning. "Jane! No not Jane too!" He screamed as he tried to free her broken foot. Jane too? Then I...
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posted by wolfclan121
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.


'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so veloce, swift
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow te take life's successivo test'




I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not Canto loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. o maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
posted by Twilight-girl-x
Heyy there, I know in my last entry I detto I would write on Friday- but I didn't. Theres actually loads of things that have happened to me in the last few days/week. Im not gonna tell te though! I had no commenti on the last entry but as soon as I get some feedback im gonna start Scrivere to te again- Im a very busy person. I go to school, I play football (soccer-(Im english)-) along with my Scrivere I also sing alot so I have many things to do/practice. Go look for my last entry and te will understand partly why im jabbering on :) Amore to the people of the earth~ Cait xxx- 20th September 2011
posted by noahnstar1616
-7 and a half hours later-
As I walked out of the school, I saw Cameron signaling me over to his car. I walked up to him and he told me to get in, which I did. As he started up the car, I couldn't help but feel like Cameron was upset with me. "Where are we going?"

"Somewhere we can talk."

"About?"

"I'll let te know when we get there." I nodded and kept quiet for the whole ride.


Half an ora later, Cameron parked in the spiaggia parking lot. He took the key out of the ignition and put them in a cup holder. He then looked at me with a very disappointed look.

"What do te want to talk about?"

"I want to...
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The car crash changed my life. It changed so much, that i'm not even living anymore. I walk the earth as a kinderd-spirit. Dead, forever. I follow my family sometimes. At one stage they actually thought they had a topo, mouse infestation. For the one hundredth time i'm sorry I broke your vase,Jannet. My daughter, she loves collecting china and other lovely trinkets and stuff like that. For a sixteen anno old she does have a lot. But Mike on the other hand, he loves cars,wants to become a famous race car driver. I worry for him, making his dreams so young, I did too. And look where it got me! Dead in my husband's car right in front of my kids! Of course, that was many years ago. On the road to becoming a famous song writer.
posted by Me_Iz_Here
A/N: I've gotten a few titolo suggestions, but for now I'm just gonna keep it to Stay and Run. And this chapter has a lot of unnecessary details and unrelated dialogue, the first few chapters will, I just wanted to get the general idea of the girls' life.
Prologue: link

1: An Average giorno in Spencer’s Life

Spencer sat at her desk. Tomorrow was her twenty-second birthday. The first of the girls’ birthdays with stella, star missing. Spencer had been sad ever since she disappeared. stella, star was one of her best friends. And after losing three when they were recruits, she couldn’t take it.

There was a lot...
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posted by nick_cross
The Exiled
Story setting:
Era: future
Character setting: witch and wizards, vampires, werewolves, phoenix man, humans
Setting: earth, United States
World setting: future, world war??, nations combine to make 3 empires: wizard empire, empire of man, world empire.
PROLOGUE:
For centuries we lived harmoniously; we had two different worlds. Two very different worlds. Their world was lived freely and without secrecy. In our world, that’s what it was all about, secrecy. Don’t make too much noise, don’t seem so noticeable, and most important, under no circumstances, don’t ever get caught. For a while...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
(Stay and Run is just the working title)


It’s not until you’re missing that people really notice who te are. They think about how much they miss you, they want te to come back. They remember their moments with you, the libri te read, the shows te liked. Even at age thirteen, the girls were loved. They were popular. Gorgeous seventh graders who everyone loved. And they weren’t bitchy. They were possibly some of the nicest people te would ever meet. That changed oh so easily.

Thirteen. That’s how old they were when they were taken. One…at…a…time. As each one was taken, they...
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posted by Albina21
John walked through the park looking for someone to play with. Being seven stinks, the older kids don't think that he's adorable anymore, and the little kids would rather be with his big sister. And then, all of the kids his age started bullying each other, and he was the current scapegoat. Now he knew how Will felt when everyone laughed at him because John told them that Will had dyslexia. None of the kids even knew what dyslexia was, but it sounded embarrassing.

John asked a few kids to play, but they laughed and walked away. His mom told him not to go back to the più fresco, dispositivo di raffreddamento until 2 p.m., but...
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posted by Seastar4374
I don't know what to think of waking up practicially every ora except for this: 'Why the hell does this happen?!' I was seariously exhausted and I hardly slept. Apperiently the twins are hourly alarm clocks o something because thats what it feels like. Once they fell asleep once again I got my chance. I layed down on the divano and yawned. I only had 12 hours of sleep,oh an hourly basis one ora per every two. I finally fell asleep yet again. They were quiet for two hours this time up until the boy started crying. I groaned and stood up exuhausted. I walk to him. "Whtas wrong baby? Huh?"...
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posted by tigerseye43
I got up to the sound of glass crashing to the floor. I ran to my little cucina to see a man in a black ski mask and overalls standing in my kitchen. I ran at him to throw a punch, punzone o two but when I extended my arm to hit him, he grabbed my arm and stabbed my with a knife.As the coltello cut through my skin I screamed in pain, with a few cuss words to go along with it. Then as I fell to the floor in pain, the thief ran out my door and fled from my house. What was going on, I thought. Why was that man in my house. Then I looked around to see what he had broken. When I saw what he had broken, I...
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Mica and Amanda walked out of Maya's house, followed da Maya herself. The air was crisp, not a nube, nuvola in the sky, and the sun beat down on their heads. giorno birds sang their songs. Male and female Cardinals caring for their young. Their bikes were stationed at the end of the culdasack. They all jumped on their Seastar bikes and rode down to the castello where Hannah and Jett live. Amanda ran up to the door, followed da Mica and Maya. She knocked the door 3 times and Hannah and Jett's butler walked up to the door and answered it.

"Yes?" He asked looking firm and tall. "State your buisness Miss Amanda,...
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posted by r260897
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my cuore is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look inoltrare, avanti to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES. 