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posted by mitchie19
In a town called Millrace, there were two Japanese teenagers named Keiko and Hideki. They’ve known each other their whole lives. They’ve been faithful, loyal and kept each others secrets. But they’ve never planned of falling in love.
When midnight came, Keiko left her Grandmother’s house to meet with Hideki in the mountains.
“Come on, Hideki! You’re slower than a turtle!” Keiko halfway joked while climbing the mountain with him. “Am not,” Hideki scoffed. “I can see the view already, we’re almost there!” Keiko added excitedly. When they reached the puncak, atas of the mountain, Keiko smiled. Behind her Hideki almost tripped oleh the root of the rumput and breathed, “Wow.”
On his left, he saw Keiko patting the rumput beside her. He sat with her. “Wew, that was tiring,” Keiko panted. “It was, though. I almost tripped myself oleh the rumput root.” Hideki pointed. He wrapped his legs with his arms. Keiko gave a small laugh and lay on the grass. Hideki did the same. Above them, the dark sky was showered with bright stars. The brightest one twinkled on the far left. The cold wind waved at both of them. It was getting chilly, but none of them made it a big deal. “What’s your dream?” Hideki asked Keiko who was counting the stars with her fore finger. “What? Oh,” she stopped. “I wanted to be on TV, I wanted to broadcast the latest news.”
“Keiko, that’s fascinating! I wish anda good luck on that, hope you’ll be able to reach it.” Hideki sat up, smiling. “Thank anda Hideki. What about you?”
The smile on Hideki’s face faded away. He started to ignore the question.
Something was bothering him.
“Hideki, is everything all right?” Keiko asked.
“Yes, I’m alright.” Hideki automatically answered.
Keiko nodded. She let go of that thought and continued counting the stars above.

The following afternoon, Millrace was very busy. Cries were shot in the air. “Okasan, what’s going on?” Keiko’s jantung raced. “No time to ask, Keiko. Please do pack all of your clothes, now.” Keiko’s mother led her daughter quickly to the room. “Okasan, please tell me what’s going on!” Keiko demanded.
Keiko’s mother was sweating bullets; she wiped her forehead with her apron. “Keiko, jepang declared a war with Russia. anda and your brother must leave tomorrow morning.” Keiko’s mother’s voice was breaking. She didn’t want to accept the fact that her children will leave her just because of the upcoming war.
“Okasan… why aren’t anda going, don’t anda want us?” Keiko’s eyes were filled with tears. Keiko’s mother kissed her daughter’s forehead and hugged her tightly.
Behind them, Keiko’s little brother, Hiroto stood behind the front door and dropped his bag. Quickly as Keiko can, she ran out of the door, surpassed her brother. She needed to go to Hideki’s house.
When she reached his house, she knocked loudly on the wooden door. “Ohayougozamisu, is Hideki there?” Keiko panted. “Yes dear, he’s upstairs.” Hideki’s grandmother pointed to the ceiling.
Keiko rushed upstairs. In Hideki’s room, Keiko found him sitting on his bed, his eyes glued on the picture frame in his hand. “Hideki!” Keiko cried.
“Keiko!” Hideki was on his feet.
They hugged tightly. “Is it true, that jepang declared a war against Russia?” Keiko pulled back. “Yes it is. Obasaan told me. I’m scared, Keiko.” Hideki’s eyes were in tears, he wiped them with the back of his hand. “So, we’re not gonna see each other anymore?”
“I can’t accept that Hideki, I don’t know. I’m scared either.”
Hideki sat down slowly, his hand on his chest. He made a sound that made Keiko jump. “Hideki! What’s wrong?” Keiko shouted. Hideki continued to shout for pain. Keiko called for Hideki’s obasaan, but she didn’t come. “Hideki, please be alright, tell me what’s wrong.” Keiko cried. “My h-heart,” Hideki’s voice was cold. “What? Hideki…” Keiko tugged his shirt.
“I’m sorry, Keiko.” Hideki sat up straight, his hand still on his chest. “I wasn’t supposed to tell anda that… that I’m struggling, struggling with Cardiac arrhythmia for a tahun now. Please forgive me.” Hideki finished.
Keiko stood up. She placed her hand in her mouth. “Hideki, why didn’t anda tell me?”
“Because,” Hideki panted. “Because, I was too scared that if anda found out, you’re not gonna see me as your friend anymore.”
Keiko whimpered. “Hideki, that’s not true.” She sat beside Hideki and placed her arm around him.
Hideki shivered. “Keiko, can I ask anda a favor?” Keiko nodded in response. “Before the train leaves tomorrow, can anda meet me at the puncak, atas of the mountain? I wanted to tell anda something important.” Hideki said. “And please, don’t be late. I’ll meet anda there at 6:30.” Hideki looked at her eyes. Keiko nodded again, “Okay.”

The selanjutnya morning, the children of all families were on board already. Waving’s, hellos, tears, I cinta you’s and goodbyes filled the air. No one knows if they’ll see their Papas and Mamas again.
Keiko did what Hideki had said. She climbed up the mountain to see him and to listen on what Hideki has to say to her. She thought that, it might be their last goodbye. The last time they’ll see each other. As Keiko reached the mountain top, a paper from nowhere covered her face. In the paper, a message was written, a message that made Keiko’s jantung drop.
‘I’m sorry I didn’t tell anda this in person. It was my time already. I cinta anda Keiko, I cinta anda with all my heart. Stay safe. Love, Hideki.’
posted by shenelopefan
Lo que nunca podrá ser

"Tu… entiendes mi silencio

Sólo tú… conoces mis secretos

Sólo tú… comprendes cada gesto

Sólo tú…"

Apareces tú, la Oreja de mobil van, van Gogh

Me voy a morir. Arrastro mi cuerpo, adormecido por el dolor en los pasillos de este horrible hospital. La sangre brota de mi cuerpo mientras presiono la herida cerca de mi estómago, dándome fuerzas para seguir. Yo sé que no merezco lo que ocurrió, pero también sé que es completamente mi culpa. Dicen que cuando uno está agonizando, ve pasar su vida frente a sus ojos, que los mejores momentos son recordados. Eso me está ocurriendo...
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The jantung has long been considered to be where feelings of cinta dwell.In cinta songs throughout the ages,love almost always goes together with the heart.The jantung has continuously been viewed as the place where cinta begins and develops.Even the Bible gives quote to cinta and the heart.

The role of the jantung in cinta must come from what happens to it when a person feels strongly attracted to someone.The strong feelings for the other person,especially in the early stages of a relationship,have the results that the jantung starts beating faster and breathing starts speeding up.

According to psychologists,a cinta relationship is a situation that involves a lot of stress and the body reacts to this oleh getting ready to face the unknown.This has veen called the 'fight atau flight' reaction,meeting danger oleh fighting it atau running away.So with love,the jantung accelerates and breathing becomes quick.
posted by para-scence
"Good mornin'," Micah berkata as he arrived at the park; our usual meeting place. I stopped the ayunan just in time before I nearly kicked him in the face. We laughed.

"Sorry," I giggled. "Hey." He smiled and took a kursi in the ayunan selanjutnya to me. My cheeks flushed as I thought over yesterday. I just had to know. "Um, Micah? What'd anda want to tell me yesterday? I mean, before I had to leave." He furrowed his eyebrows, then frowned.

"Huh? Oh... It was nothing."

"Ok," I nodded.

We soon lost track of time, and were almost late for school. Since we couldn't take the long way, we had to take the faster way,...
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posted by r260897
now standing on last hari of tahun
i look back and see smiles and tears
somedays it was new too
somedays our mailboxes were filled with greetings
greetings of arrival of 01/01/2011
hari oleh hari we got used to
night oleh night we got close
so many starts so many ends
so many left so many got friends
learnt so much taught so much
learnt to smile learnt to give
learnt to die learnt to live
with loads of hugs and kisses
bye bye 2011
selanjutnya time we'll say
"damn our jantung still misses
THE 2011"
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posted by coolie
The palace was the equivalent of wonderland. The wind in the palace brushed the grand trees as if it were mobil van, van Gogh painting a famous piece of art. The exotic inside of the palace was like a gigantic version of the Mona Lisa. When you’d sit in the king’s, comfortable, couches, you’d sink in the couches depth of fluffy pillows like an abandon sailboat sinking under water.
The king and queen were once looking out of the balcony to view their beautiful ocean, when the ocean sliced through the rocks as if it were a sharp silver-bladed sword.
“Ohm ‘goshith ‘royallith ‘Charlessith,”...
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posted by EmzLovesCheryl
I saw a boy today
He was beautiful and tall,
He had dark straggly hair
And he was hunched over small.
He had gorgeous blue eyes
And a cute little grin,
A good taste in clothes
And honey coloured skin.

He glanced in my direction
That made me blush,
He winked from over the road
And I laughed in spite of myself.
He grinned lebih widely
Quickly glanced around,
Shoved his phone in his pocket
And made his way towards.

Before I even knew it
He was saying 'hey',
I stammered a response
Not knowing what to say.
He didn't seem to mind
In fact his dimples raised,
He started talking smoothly
Asking for my name.

He told me he was...
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posted by tyranitarfan
“I think anda should sleep more, madam,” Lavender Chris said.
Lavender was a fifteen tahun old girl, with a cute freckly face, long black hair and blue eyes. Her twin, April, was sitting selanjutnya to her. A neighbour, Carla Pleasant, was sitting in front of them. And between them stood a table.
“For how many hours do anda sleep?” Lavender asked. “Around five,” Carla said. April sighed. “Lavender’s right,” she said, “You don’t sleep at all. anda know, lack of sleep can lead to diabetes, blood pressure, depression and God knows what all problems! And anda don’t sleep! That’s why...
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added by Andressa_Weld
9:30 A.M

An jam and a half later the bel, bell rang and we were released from class. "Wow, I feel so amazingly smart." Nick berkata coming up behind me as we exited the class room.

"Why's that?"

"Because I knew every question, either that atau I totally flunked it thinking I did an amazing job." Nick wasn't the smartest student in the school but he passed his classes. "I'm sure anda did fine." He didn't look convinced. I grabbed his hand and gave it a light squeeze. He smiled "Well I'm off to biology." And I was off to P.E. in the opposite direction.

He held my hand till we were to far apart that our arms...
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posted by teamsalvatore98
Andrea ran out from the old mansion, breathing hard, but wanting to get as far away from the wretched place as possible. "Stupid peices of SHIT!" she yelled into the night, at the moon. "Andrea!" a voice called. But to Andrea, it wasn't a voice. It was the voice. The voice belonged to Joshua. Joshua, who she'd walk through endless Hell to get to. But alas, she would never have him. Their worlds were too different. She turned around, her hair like a bright red flame blowing gently in the night. "Josh, what the hell are anda doing? Stalking me?" She berkata it with lebih poison than intended, but...
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added by SymmaGirl2
She wanted to know what else he thought about her, and refused to stop membaca no matter how painful its effect would be.
He berkata anda are in med school. That made me happy since I was there too, though against my welling. I thought that anda are passionate and caring, that anda are loving and want to help everyone. I didn’t even know anda and I drew anda in my mind like an malaikat the same way anda looked to me. I forgot in that menit all what my father told me, and all what I learned about not being fooled with appearances, though I was, all my life, very careful with choosing my friends. But...
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posted by odekanmi
What do anda want in life?,
That's a good pertanyaan I've been asking since God knows when,
I'm a teenager,proudly
Being a teenager isn't that bad, believe me
It isn't like natal in for many years again...7 years,
7 good years,
Imagine...,
It takes the grace of God not to do anything rash that anda would regret for the rest if your life.
Thinking,
Asking yourself the same question,#"How could I've been so stupid?"
Stupid? that doesn't qualify it,
Its lebih like a gigantic fool,
Sorry the bible told me not to use that word on humans,
I guess stupid would do then,
But I'm happy not to be stupid then'
Like I berkata it takes the grace of God,
What do I want in life?,
To be able to "dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to en-quire in His temple"- Psalm 27:4
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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