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posted by dragonrider
That same day- at home Eric's perspective

If I was causing stress for her I might as well just left when I could. I cared for her. I even took care of her when she took ill in the future.
I remember it so well. I was walking into my house when my dad stopped me "Son, your mother is sick. Can te take care of her while I go to work?" he asked
I didn't have to answer I went straight into the bedroom. I saw her lying on the bed. She was pale white and her hair was all frizzy. I sat kneeled against the letto "Mother what's wrong?" I asked
She smiled weakly "Oh Eric. It's the horrible choice I made in high school. It arrived finally," she said
I frowned "What are talking about?" I asked holding her hand
She looked straight ahead "Not now honey. Mommy needs to sleep," she detto closing her eyes. She never did wake up. I never got to say that I lov-
"Eric are te coming in?" Tom asked interrupting my thoughts
I nodded and walked into the house and sat down on the divano Tom was sitting on. He turned on the TV.
I was very curious and wanted to know about Tom and Athen's childhood "So did te guys ever te know hang out when te were little?" I asked
He frowned "Oh sure all the time! She even taught me how to get girls. Listen dude I'm pretty sure that siblings don't hang out with each other o play together when they were little," he said
My face flushed "Oh. Are te sure?" I asked
He shrugged "I don't ask Athena. I don't remember that crap. She does. She remembers everything," he said
I nodded. That was true. She never forgot anthing. She even reminded me when it was my girlfriend's birthday and our anniversary.
"Why are te asking this stuff man? Did te ever do that with your siblings?" Tom asked
I looked inoltrare, avanti "Uh no. I am an only child," I detto lying
He nodded "Uh huh sure. Whatever te say man," he said
The phone rang before I had the chance to say "I'm not lying!" Tom got up and answered it.
"Hello? Who is this? Oh why hello my dear. What? Oh fine. ATHENA! It's for you!" he yelled
We hear a faint "I got it!" from upstairs and Tom hung up the phone. I asked Tom who it was and he detto it was Emily. We then heard a loud pitching scream and the sound of feet coming down the stairs "Really? They did? Awesome! Why? Oh wait it doesn't matter. What's that? He's at the mall? Oh my god I have to be there!" we heard Athena shrieking
Athena appeared and the bottom of the stairs phoneless and she quickly got her coat. Before she left she looked at us "If I am not home before mom gets here. Tell her I'm at the mall. Okay Tom?" she asked quickly
Tom hardly looked and mumbled "Fine,"
She glanced at me "You will make sure he does okay?" she asked
I nodded and she smiled "Thanks bye!" she detto disappearing out of the door. We heard a car start and go.
Tom rolled his head to look at me "Dude te are letting her take advantage of you," he said
I frowned and denied it but he kept going "Oh yes she is. She knows te like her so she is taking advantage of that and making te do stuff for her," he said
I stood up "Dude it's just a favor. Let it go. Where's your bathroom?" I asked
He had gone back to watching football "It's uh down the hall. Look and walk straight ahead until te hit a door. That's it," he said
I went down to the bathroom and did my thing. When I was finished I walked in the hallway and found her room. I smiled and pulled out Delor. I entered her room and started going over everything to see if there was anything that made her really sick in the future
Finally I got to the last drawer and I had Lost track of time. I opened it up and faced her drawer of undergarments. I guess I kind of froze there in shock and someone might take that the wrong way.
"Eric what are te doing?" Athena asked from the doorway
I gasped and dropped Delor. He landed on the clothes with a tiny thump. I looked at Athena. She didn't look mad. She almost looked curious and a bit amused "I uh uh uh it was uh" I then bolted out of the room rushing past her and ran out of the house.
As I ran down the strada, via I hear Tom calling after me "How are te going to get home?" he yelled
I panted "The bus!" I screamed
"Eric te forgot your device thing!" I hear Athena shout
I didn't say anything. I just kept running living my dignity and their house behind.
posted by emmett
Lonely Girl

So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…

She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought

Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end

Her cuore is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once più

I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place

Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

There isn't a lot left to say. I guess happy endings can happen, but the struggle to get there isn't always that straightforward.

It wasn't that easy. And I wouldn't wish it was. Because that made it worth it.

I glance down at my hand for the umpteenth time that day. The small circular stone set on a silver band.

I'm twenty six...so that's seven years. Seven years since...

I never have and never will regret any of that.

"Serena, are te even listening to me?!" Kayla shrieks from the other side of the dressing room door. "Come on! You've been in there, what, fifteen minuti now?"

She graduated...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Ashleigh

We got to go the hospital. A nice lady wearing white stuff gave us lollipops, and we got to play teaparties. There was another girl there, and she was five. I wanna be five. But I'm turning four in, um, I think mommy detto a month? I dunno. But te have to be four before te can be five, I think. Why can't I just skip it?

Anyways, now there is a big girl living in the guest room. She says her name is Kayla. She has shiny goldish hair. Like Jamie's mom, but with brownish stripes in it. It's long. Like if she sits down, she almost sits on it. My hair is only halfway as long.

My mommy gets...
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posted by Free_Spirit
Me:Okay i wrote this short story after watching the lion king, and if te think i'm doing some sort of copy righting well... oh crap =). anyway please tell me what te think..and rate. Pretty pleaes, with cherries on top, smothered in chocolated, coated with sugar, sprinked with M&Ms topped off with whipped cream. Be warned, in my opinion its a sad story okay begin

TO FALL
Kila's POV
I was sure I felt a push but Marissa wouldn't do that. I mean even though our families didn't get along she wouldn't would she? We’re only eight, she wouldn’t murder me.
I screamed as I felt myself sliding...
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As I walked into the giant blob of bubbles, I couldnt help but think there was someone lurking beneath the bubbles. But still I proceeded.... I was actually started to get a little frightened & I wish I didnt have to turn off the stupid Hot tub machin to stop making the bubbles... If I hadnt left the party i thought i would have never had to go through this. The people at the party "had" to go out of control & put 5 gallons of bubbles in the Hot Tub. I thought of going back but there was no point. I was just being silly as usual & bein scared. All the other people from the party...
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posted by summerfrogs_bro
One giorno I was walking down the strada, via no one was there. I was scared I just kept walking I looked around the corner I felt a wisp of cold go down my back i looked around again because I knew there was something there I went home and went to bed. I woke up the successivo morning I watched the window all morning I didn't care about school I was a loser anyway and the teachers hated me. I swear there was too many things wrong with me to go to school and my name is Raiden I know its so stupid is means thunder god in Japanese I mean it's so stupid but it was my great great great grandfather named me that...
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posted by Fangirl99
another monday,at waysway high school. Vanessa for hated school for mainly for 1 reason. susan.katie.ashlee.the meanest,popular,and prettiest girls in the school.they always taunt vanessa for being different. people thought ashe was different for her personality,but,that wasnt the only reason.
there was only one girl who didnt care if she was different.kylie.kylie was the smartest gilr in school,thats why she got made fun of. she was a nerd. though she had no braces,gloasses,or anything.in fact,vanessa thought kylie was prettier than susan,ashle,or katie.
People think they know vanessa,but,they dont,not yet. she had a very terrible,scary,and strange experiance.when te hear it,it may seem like a dream,but,its all true.its not a lie.its not a tall tale.its a true story. 100% true
this the satory of Vanessa Colorado.
We have to distrust each other. It is our only defence against betrayal.

Tayce’s p.o.v

The rest of the giorno was just as devastating at the morning. The poor juniors didn’t get to train today for obvious reasons; I sighed and sat down successivo to Justin on the couch. His head was still stuck in paperwork of this all. He put the paper down and looked to me. “How do te feel?” he asked, I laughed and then rolled my eyes. He wasn’t saying the right thing but it was sweet. “Like crap, I feel like the floor has been ripped from under me” I told him, he smiled and put his hand on superiore, in alto of mine....
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posted by Sweet_Pants
 We're all human.
We're all human.
A/N: This is not much my type of Scrivere style, but I'm going to try it out. Hope te like it. Please rate !

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This is a new day, a fine clear sky

Trades the sun to mock our sight

With these eyes, I see no blue



He’s clutching my arm, and yelling

Yelling what? I don’t know

But I’m falling, we’re falling

Falling into a hole, digging our my souls up

For someone else to find

If this is what I get for having one

I don’t want it anymore



And there are rose-less thorns

Biting my hand,

It hurts, and I’m crying

You’re hurt, and you’re dying

I don’t know...
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My passport seemed to be taking so long to be ready. And Ema’s cousin seemed to be taken da the beauty and charm in Europe. I had a life that didn’t mean anything, sleep, eat, and drink. Not even working. It’s been two weeks since I’m in Robert’s house. Ema visited me whenever she could. I didn’t dare to walk two steps after the front door of the house o the successivo thing I’d be seeing is me on the ground, my hands behind my head and taken to prison to spend probably the rest of my life in it.
Among everything I didn’t have the slightest feeling of guilt. I thought I was right...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

Kayla was raped in her own house.

What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.

When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.

That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.

The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but te don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe te just don't have the strength to carry on any more.

te can dry up the tears te see, but te can never dry up the tears your cuore sheds. Because when te cry, your cuore gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.

I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
posted by BiteMeCullen107
I could hear the TV on and I could smell the coffee. I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming o if I was just hallucinating over the fact that the man that has been stalking me, for what seems like my whole life, was in my apartment.
    I must be dreaming, my subconscious must have heard the TV on and brought that thought into my dream along with the coffee I made yesterday morning it must still be stuck in the air and did the same to my dream.
    I stretched my muscles, I was really stiff. It must have been because I got a lot of exercise yesterday at the...
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As Marley was at home, he was doing research about Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. but still nothing about Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. losing their short term memory loss ability. It is hard to get facts about Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. without running into a movie, T.V series o book. “What’s this?” detto Marley. “Vampires from the Hunters Eyes”. As Marley looked through the website a lot of the facts were true like the side effects, half-bloods and pure-bloods. Then he saw just what he was looking for, as he read he understood. “Half-bloods are hated throughout the line of pure-bloods but are used as slaves o grunts. Those who are bitten...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
(a/n:Rate and message me if te like it!)



Another giorno at another life, I thought to myself as I walked home. I won’t go all emo about it and tell te my life sucks, because to te it would most likely be heaven. My family is rich, I am in the popolare group every girl in my school is obsessed with my brother. Everything about me is picture perfect, my looks. I have wavy blonde hair to die for; my eyes were very light green almost yellow. I was slender I had always been. And to superiore, in alto it all I have a jock boyfriend, I know how cliché. I let out a deep sigh once I looked at the clock, it was nearly...
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posted by Lorelei-Essence
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebritàs turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in mostra business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived da his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived da his elderly father, Pop Tart.
posted by ihavOTD
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.

Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! te always end up like this. Maybe te should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face o back. Not me!

Please e-mail me o comment. Tell me if te like this segment o not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
Some people weren't meant to be born. Some families are not to be made That's why there are hunters. Hunters take care of this problem

Alex Grazer walked down the dark wet hallway with his arms full of wood for his family. His hair against his neck was standing up because of fear and the freezing temperature. Little did he know what was behind him would hurt his life forever.
Alex stopped walking and looked around on all sides of the hallway. He had his knockout spray da his flashlight at home so if anybody attacked he would be doomed. In a single veloce, swift motion of somethings arm Alex hit the...
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posted by June4
It’s raining on my window pane,
Inside this house looks so lame.
I’m so funny, so bored hunni.
Nothing much to do but to be a horn dog,
Being bored makes me write in my log.


Are we counting up o down?
Nothing seems to go around.
Boredom, te don’t like him.
Boredom, te wanna shoot him.
Don’t make that move.


te get in trouble when looking for fun,
te get so tired when the giorno is done.
Soon as te get in bed,
te remember what should be done instead.
Just forget the problem.


Get a goodnight sleep and dream.
Forget about the boring adventure,
te should’ve discovered something in nature.
Boredom, forget them.
Boredom, sleep before the morning.
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

I watch the two girls drag Ashleigh's duvet off of her letto and into the contemporary, yet welcoming living room. I watch as they try to make a tent, giggling whenever their construction collapses, and tugging it back into place just to watch it self-destruct every time.

If only it were that easy. Just being able to laugh whenever your life falls apart, then cheerfully re-build it all over again, knowing it will not stay that way, yet not giving up.

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I think back to six months after Ashleigh was born, when I had the small viola butterfly...
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posted by summerfrog
notes I don't have a name for the story yet...
my quote marks on my keyboard don't work so I use { }<--instead
the time period is the rennessonce time(?)
the point of view changes alot

narrator POV
Zane Caldwell entered the ball room waring a simple black suit. he had no interest in being there at all and he was only there out of cutesy not knowing it would change his life.

Zane POV
I was at possibly the biggest and most extravagant party I had ever been to. There was beautiful women dressed in brightly colored dresses and tight corsets. All the men were wearing formal Suits and tuxedos. Also another...
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