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posted by thirteen_times
He didn’t want money atau fancy cars; all he wanted was to be loved oleh someone, any one at all. He needed someone to care about him, not his wealth, not his ties to the rich and famous, someone that actually cared about him, the boy with bright blue eyes that sparkled in the sunlight, curly raven black hair and a boyish grin permanently plastered on his face hiding the pain of being alone. Yet no one did, all they saw was the heir to the Jeffrey Empire, the boy that was going to inherited it all. The boy, who was the prefect son living up to the Jeffrey name. They never saw the boy’s who’s arms were covered in cuts, the pisau against his skin, the blood dripping down staining the carpet, his eyes closing never to open again. No one read the note tucked into his pocket cause no one cared.
posted by para-scence
Inspired oleh the song, "Circle" oleh Flyleaf. :)

"His jantung ripped out to tampil me he loved me, but I wouldn't believe him. He did all that he could, I still would not believe him!"




I sat on the school bench, my head in my hands. The whole world was spinning, and I couldn't keep my balance. My jantung was encased in a thick glass of guilt. Nothing I could ever do would change this...

He had told me he loved me.

But he was my best friend; he couldn't feel that way about me. It just wasn't meant to be...

So I'd pushed it off. I'd laughed, and joked around with him about it. He seemed to go along with...
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posted by edwardsca
    It was a cold winter morning. The wind was a cold, cepat, swift breeze. I was upstairs in my room turning page oleh page reading.I went down to eat my warm, golden biscuits on the old cracked wooden table. I went to go get the bucket and some water to wash up, the bucket was broken and the water was freezing cold like the rough winter nights. After my refreshing bath I went to go get dressed, I put on my kemeja which was red as my own dear mother's ceri, cherry sweet lips. I zipped up my rok it was black like the midnight sky, and buckled my black shoes. I was walking down the dirt...
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Well,he walked up to me and he asked me if I wanted to dance.
He looked kind of nice so I berkata I might take a chance.
When he danced he held me tight
And when he walked me halaman awal that night
All the stars were shining bright
And then he kissed me.

Each time I saw him I couldn't wait to see him again
I wanted to let him know that he was lebih than a friend
I didn't know just what to do
So I whispered " I cinta you"
And he berkata that he loved me too
And then he kissed me.
He kissed me in a way that I've never been kissed before,
he kissed me in a way that I wanna be kissed forever more.

I knew that he was mine so I gave him all the cinta that I had
And one hari he took me halaman awal to meet his mum and his dad
Then he asked me to be his bride
And always be right oleh his side
I felt so happy I almost cried
And then he kissed me.
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added by segafan
 halaman awal of the freely and Justified
Home of the freely and Justified
On a cold, dreary evening
Sleep was improbable
Emerging from my bed
Like a delicate butterfly
Raindrops pouring on my smooth, darkened window.
Pondering miraculous thoughts
About being a teen in America

Freedom to express myself as an individual
I want to relinquish my profound story
Being a teenager with freedom is
Hopeful
Rewarding
Honorable
Desirable

The past is behind me, the future is just beyond my grasp

Learning to be flawless through life's experiences

Having the pleasure to persue my ambitious talent

Being a teen in America simply is my stepping
stone to future greatness.
The only sound that could be heard in the large hospital of Melbourne was the continuous beeps from the room in which Jamie's daughter lay.

The white walls and the bright yellow lights were too much for Jamie too take and the pertanyaan which he dreaded to ask himself filled his head. First of all why is my precious Stephanie in here? Nothings wrong with her she stayed at Ashley's all weekend. What could have happened? and secondly why hasn't that receptionist stopped staring at me. She hasn't looked away since i sat down.
Jamie looked down at his watch, it was eight in the morning. He had been...
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posted by Cutebutcrazy--
My name is Gennive Mason.
I am 13 years old.
And oh yeah. I'm the last vampirehunter alive.
You pobally think it's so cool. " Oh yeah she's the last vampire hunter alve. anda must be everyones hero." Wrong. No one and I repeat no one can know about me atau vampire atau warer serigala atau shape- shifters atau witches. anda see it goes against code. The sacred code of all night creatures even I have to fallow it atau I'm dead. oleh law it says if a vampire hunter tells anyone about the night creatuures they send some one then it's bye-bye hunter. Lovley isn't it. I find it kinda ironic. My job is to find and...
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posted by dragonwriter
I awoke a couple of hours later. I looked around for the old man but he was nowhere ti be found. I got out of the tempat tidur and starting walking to the front door to see if he went outside. When I opened the door there was nothing but black. When I turned back around he was standing there.
"Where were anda going? anda need your rest so go back and lay down." He went to grab my arm to lead me back to the tempat tidur but I pulled away. "My name is Shaun so stop calling me boy old man. I don't need to lay down, I need to go." As I turned back to the door he grabbed my arm. "Go where? anda have nowhere to go....
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posted by inexplicable
I ran against the wind which came contrary to me.
I ran against the wind which approached me till I adhered to the parapet panting. Hardly anybody was lebih in the park although it was rather warmly and still not at all so dark. The sun just set and the water under me turned orange-red now. I needed a while, before I came to the quiet, then I did not beruang it any lebih and the tears forced her way. I knew that she lied. I knew that this not corresponded to the truth what she had berkata to me. I did not have any proof for it but I could feel that there was something wrong. I did not want any more....
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posted by teamphantom
I’ll never forget the hari I had encountered a ghosts with my best friends. And I will be happy to share that story with you.
It was August 20th exactly one week before the start of middle school. My best friend Alex and I sat outside on the curb and ate our half melted stroberi ice cream on a cone. It must’ve been 95 degrees outside because we could feel our sweet dripping off our faces. We didn’t say much because the calefaction made us not want to be social. We sat there in silence and licked our ice cream.
“What do anda think middle school will be like, Collin?” Alex broke the...
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Source: Brigham Young universitas
posted by RainSoul
What do anda do when the gray waves roll over your head, and your body is too weak to swim ashore. Do anda panic and scream and try anyway to break the surface of the water? Do anda silently cry and pray and tell your loved ones anda cinta them one lebih time. atau because anda know it's futile to fight menyerahkan to the lulling cold darkness ciuman at your eyelids? Do anda let the salty seawater drain into your lungs and choke to death's waiting arms?

Or do anda float to the surface and wait for the storm to pass and sunlight to pierce your shivering mass of a body?.. anda choose wisely.. anda wake up in a...
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posted by xoxpoisonxox
This is a Monolouge I wrote a little while yang lalu for drama class. We had to write a dramatic one. So this monologue is about a girl who is talking to her therapist about a baru saja event with her friend.

Tell me what anda think!

My mother says anda can help me - Help me make sense of it. I don't beilive in therapists - But I guess ill .....0give it a try..

You know, Some say suicide is the most selfish act one person can make.. I used to think this too. But now it doesn't make sense to me how the most selfless, kind , person I know - knew- could be labled as selfish..

How long have I known her? Well...
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Here are the definitions of the words.Read and guess what they are before membaca the right jawaban I write below.

1.It's a person who works in a restaurant,takes the food from the dapur to the tables.
2.It's a place where anda go when anda want to buy something.It's a very big toko where anda can buy anything.
3.It's a thing which anda use to talk.It's a kind of machine,it's very small and nearly everybody has one nowadays.
4.It's an adjective.It's the opposite of fat,but means thin and acttractive.
5.It's an adjective again.It's how anda feel when anda have a lot of things to do but anda don't have...
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posted by breebree446
 To think, most of my character names come from a thrift store baby book!
To think, most of my character names come from a thrift store baby book!
Baby Name Books!

My #1 resource is the baby name book I bought from a thrift store. It's a lifesaver! Not only does it have over 5,000 names but origins, boy and girl names, and alternate spelling. But, if anda can't get a hold of a baby name book there's always...

Name Websites!

Just as good and pretty much the same thing. They have access to millions of names online! One website I find really useful;

link
link - Thanks ellie_bellie135^^

Symbolic Names!

Often, writers give thier characters a name that has a certain meaning. For instance, one of my characters is named Roni. Which is short for Veronica....
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Rated PG 13.

Chapter 1

I woke up that morning, not even wanting to get out of bed. I was so tired and I had a major hangover from last night's party. I looked down. I was really relieved that I still had my clothes on. I didn't want a repeat of last time. Brianna still isn't over me. She's freaking stalking me right now.

After my head stop spinning which was about twenty menit later, I got out of bed. God I was a mess. Stupid Ken with a party on a school night. I looked at the clock beside the meja and it read "8:30". I really didn't care if I was late. My record could take one lebih late.

I...
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