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posted by Vampiyaa
   "What's wrong with Raphael?" Amena asked confusedly, entering the dapur in which Linda was preparing dinner. 
   "He's just down about something," Linda said, smiling at Amena. "He'll be out the menit he smells dinner." Amena took the spoon from Linda's hand and smiled.
   "Don't worry, I can finish up here," she berkata warmly. "Why don't anda rest for a while outside, maybe get some fresh air?" The detik Linda left Amena began digging for a pot.
   Raphael may have stolen my first kiss, she thought bitterly. But that doesn't mean that I shouldn't help him out...

Raphael lay there on the floor, feeling pathetic and worthless. He didn't even have the will power, much less the strength, to pindah a single muscle. 
   Until he remembered that he had something that would end everything. Raphael immediately merpati for his drawer and unearthed a shiny silver gun. 
   "Life doesn't need me anymore," he whispered as he pressed the pistol to his temple. "Neither does Amena." 
   "Raphael, I brought anda some soup," Amena said, pushig open the door to see Raphael with his eyes squeezed shut and his finger about to pull the trigger.
   "RAPHAEL!" Amena screeched, throwing herself at him.
A loud and thunderous crack membagi, split through the air like lightning. Linda burst through the doors.
   "Amena..." Raphael moaned. 
   Amena was lying on puncak, atas of Raphael, with the gun lying four feet away and blood pooling out of her arm.  
   "Raphael... y'kay?" Amena choked, allowing him to buaian, cradle her almost like a baby.
   "Amena... don't," Raphael berkata stupidly, speechless with shock, fear and confusion. 
   "Raphael, 'm fine," Amena gasped, clutching her arm. "It's just my arm." The confusion in Raphael seemed to vanish immediately, to be replaced oleh alarm.
   "GET HER TO THE HOSPITAL!" he yelled, picking her up and sprinting past his grandmother. 
Raphael ran. He ran past the car, not even bothering to unlock it atau get into it. He ran over the bridge, and onto the sand. He ran for miles across the pantai of the beach. He ran between the apartments, the wind whipping through his hair and his jantung pounding against his ribcage. Finally, he ran through the doors of the hospital, three words repeatedly falling from her lips.
   "Somebody help her..."
posted by Skitty_Love
Celeste's POV

Huff... Huff... I think... I lost her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored cinta kursi in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do anda look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it lebih suspicious.. She came and sat down selanjutnya to me. "C'mon sweetie, anda can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

BAM!! I quickly shut the enchanted door to the wizard lair. My breath is running away from me as I did before. "Woah! Whas'up with you?" Not now Tyler!!! "Nothing! Absolutamente nada!" Did I just speak Spanish those two last words? "It seems like something is up. C'mon. Tell Tyler everything anda know." Why is he trying to comfort me? I hug onto my month-older brother. "Well, I ran into a Witch in the for-" Tyler quickly pushes me very hard away from him. "YOU WHAT?!?" Do I have to repeat it? "I. Met. A. Witch. In. The. Woods." I think I clarified that enough! "I can't believe this!!...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Angel's POV

All of my life, it's been pretty much very normal. With school, home, and learning some new spells. As a wizard myself, we have to keep our gift, a secret. There's nothing worse than confronting a witch. Ohh...! Just thinking about those ogres gives me the chills! The magical setting in our family wizard lair is deep in a closet. To tell anda the truth, it's rather large! If anda open my closet door (which is the entrance to the wizard lair) it will just be a normal clothing closet. But if anda cast a certain spell on it, the closet is now the wizard lair. My dad, Miguel is the full...
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posted by para-scence
I brought Hera and Desiree halaman awal the selanjutnya morning. Hera begged me not to tell Dad and Kara what really happened last night. For a moment, I considered just telling them the truth. At least they'd make sure it never happened again. But then I stopped. It was just one time, right?

"Only if anda promise to never do it again," I warned. She nodded quickly.

"I won't. I promise."

"Fine," I sighed. "Besides, I'm not the one you'll need to convince to keep her mouth shut." Both of us turned to Desiree. She smiled evilly.

"Please, Dezzie. Don't say anything. I'll get anda a My Little pony if anda do, ok?"...
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**scroll down for translation**

Regen wusch die Gräue von sarang, den Fenstern und ließ sie über sarang, den Asphalt ergießen.
Klamm schien die Luft, die unter der Last des Nebels unangenehm warm war, einem Nebel, der die Stadt in ein Gewirr von Spinnweben und Unkenntlichkeit hüllte.
All das, und ein fortwährendes leises Gemurmel füllten sarang, den Hintergrund des Geschehens.
Im Mittelpunkt saß ein Mann, gebeugt, mit dem Rücken zur Fensterseite gedreht, auf einem feuchten Holzstuhl und ergab sich seiner introspektiven Wahrnehmung.
Obwohl er seinen Blick nicht hob, schien es ihm, als beobachte er die Menschenmassen,...
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posted by para-scence
I ran down the pathway, my long blond ponytail whipping me in the face each time I checked to see how far I was ahead of Brandon. He was still far away, and Mommy and Daddy were even farther behind.

"Irina! Mommy and Daddy berkata not to go too far!" Brandon complained. I stopped in my tracks, and groaned.

"We're not too far! I can still see 'em," I said. Brandon pouted, not satisfied. I sighed. "Fine. We'll wait for them." Finally, after waiting forever, Daddy and Mommy finally caught up to us. I ran up to them, and Dad put his arm on my shoulder. Brandon held Mommy's hand. Mommy smiled at the...
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posted by alexmswann
It was three o’clock on a Friday and the bel, bell had finally rung for school to be out for the weekend. I hurriedly shoved my buku in my book bag and headed for the door ready to be out of school.
“Oh wait, Alisa could anda come here for a quick second,” my English teacher, Mrs. Thompson asked. I turned around wishing I could be out this school. She was a very tall and light skinned lady, in her mid-thirties. She had long stringy black hair and big brown eyes. anda would probably think she was a retired model. I quickly went to her meja tulis, meja trying not to seem I was rushing her.
“Um I just wanted...
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posted by para-scence
The selanjutnya morning, despite being deprived of sleep, I was wide awake. Carmine was in the kitchen, Nikolai getting ready for work in his room. I frowned when I saw Carmine in his work uniform.

"I thought..." I began. He shook his head, his mouth full of cereal.

"I gotta work today. We'll go another hari though, ok?" he said.

"When are anda off...?" I asked.

"Next weekend," he answered. I groaned.

"Seriously?!"

"Sorry! anda know, anda could get a job too, y'know!" he shouted. I clamped my mouth shut. Carmine never yells at me. Ever. "Y'know, anda complain about Nikolai all the time! You're just as bad!"...
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posted by para-scence
The selanjutnya week was spent somewhat like that first day. We went to the park almost everyday. It wasn't that bad actually. It was kind of funny to see Jezebel and and Aspen run around like psychos. I was actually starting to warm up to Scout as well. It was cool to just talk to someone my age that was a girl too. I never had the chance to do that at school atau home. I really like Aspen too. She's very mature for her age, when she wants to be. She has no problem goofing around like a little kid. She likes to talk about a bunch of things. I've become very close with her too.

Then soon came the Sunday...
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posted by para-scence
A faint beeping noise entered my room of darkness. I squeezed my eyes shut even more, afraid to open my eyes again and see nothing. There was the noise again. And again. It sounded in a steady pattern. The lebih I comfheard it, the lebih it reminded me of where I was. Before, when it was complete silence, it felt surreal, like it was all a bad dream. Now it was a constant reminder that there was nothing left for me. I cried, and a wet tear rolled down my cheek. A tear? But when I died, I'd felt nothing. I couldn't feel atau taste the blood that had been running down my lips. I couldn't feel the...
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posted by itchygum
I sat in my bed, watching the menit tick oleh on my clock. 10:51 . . . 10:52. I rolled on my side, thinking about the selanjutnya day, the first hari of school. I was a strait A student and also a bit of a badass. Where did I fit in? My eyelids became heavy, harder to open every time I blinked, until they didn't open.
I felt a nudge, my mom waking me up. "Get dressed," she whispered in my ear. I dragged to my dresser, pulling out my berwarna merah muda, merah muda Aeropostale kemeja and a pair of skinny jeans.
My mom dropped me off and kissed my forehead, so embarrassing, but typical mom. "Hey Ana-rebel!" Called Brooke, pretty...
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posted by Insight357
“Yes, I am,” I berkata calmly. I felt sick to my stomach even as I berkata it.
    “Why?” asked Grey as if it were not obvious.
    “I cinta him,” I said.
    “I thought anda loved me,” she said, tears in her eyes. Although I saw tears, I also saw hate and fire.
    “You were mistaken,” I said, it was cruel, but true. I loved Alexander lebih than her.
    “Why don’t anda cinta me?” she asked.
    “You raped me, and I married anda only because the baby,” I said....
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As I enter the kitchen, I see my mom chopping carrots and putting them in a pot full of stew. "Hi Mom! What's that?" My long citrus jeruk, orange rok sways underneath the air conditioning vent. "I'm making vegetable stew. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK. "I'll get it!" I call. I run towards the wooden door and I turn the bronze-colored knob. A man with shaggy dark brown hair appears behind the door. "Hello. Is your mother here?" Who is this guy? "Yes. She's in the kitchen." I make a left towards the small dapur and my mom looks at me. "It's for you." I mouth the words silently. "Oh!" My mom, walks...
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posted by para-scence
About three months have passed, and text messages and calls have stopped. It made me feel sad, but at least I knew they had moved on. At least they weren't devoting their lives to worrying about me.

Then one hari before work, I had drove to the edge of town to the grocery store. I had paid for all my things, I was leaving when I noticed a bulletin board. It was the ones where missing people were posted. One in particular caught my attention. It was a picture of me from a party, I was all smiles and waving at the camera. Missing: Kodi Hunter. Last seen: **/**/** Hair color: brown. Eye color: brown....
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Three hours after Darla left and everything's fine at the shop. A teen with dirty blond hair and hazel eyes enters the store. He looks like... "Steven?" Steven stops in his steps. "Bree?" "Yeah. What are anda doing here?" I ask. "To buy something? Do anda know where the permen is?" "Yeah it's in section two." I point towards the detik section in the store. The toko smells like vanilla and chocolate. Probably because of the ice cream that have been melting in the corner of the store. Which reminds me... "Steven, would anda like to work here?" I ask to break the silence. "Sure. I need a job." Steven...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Ugh. Being an eighth grade student in a huge middle school is a horrible thing. Large crowds, long lines, piles of homework and nasty teachers! But lucky for me, I'm lebih motley than anyone else. As I walk down the long beige hallway to my detik period class, I see my BFFFL (Best Female Friend For Life), McKenna Winston. "Bree! Bree! I need anda A.S.A.P!" My spunky blond pigtailed friend grabs my hand and runs towards the girls' restroom. "What the heck do anda need McKenna? I need to get to class before-" I see menulis on the bathroom wall. McKenna reads it aloud. "Bree Komor and McKenna Winston...
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posted by Insight357
    After dinner, everyone scattered out in the Temple, and Elizabeth was going to go to her room. She walked out of the dining room and into the corridor. She didn’t know where to go so she decided to go left; she wandered around when she finally took a right. She opened up a door. Elizabeth peered inside; she saw Wyatt, Lucifer, and Xavier sitting around a giant, red pentagram in the center of the room. They did not hear the door open.
    She watched them thoughtfully. Wyatt was the leader of the Temple. Therefore, he was doing most of the talking....
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posted by black_13
What do anda think of this poem? Is it too wierd atau depressing?

Caged

It’s my life yet I’m not permitted to live it
Because I’m sick of the tiny little locked cage
Did nobody tell anda the most important thing?
Little girl’s gonna grow up someday, honey

The hari has come when the box is too small
You repressed, demoralized child’s matured
She’s become – shock horror – a teenager
Just an isolent menggerutu, jalang and nothing more

You say she shouldn’t eat so much
But anda force her to stuff her face
You say her skin’s bad, why?
You the one who never taught her to wash it

It’s as if you’ve completely...
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She fell to the floor and wept, and the jar shook
The hari ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her jantung sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms

Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.

Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her jantung was free, and she was free

She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no lebih pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
posted by BURITOES
Ok, so I just want to write a little summary to my story that I want to write called A Place of Our Own I'm basically menulis this to see if people will like it, and if they do, I'll write more. :)


So anyways, it's about a Hollie, 17 tahun old girl who has an alcoholic mother and a step father who abuses her as well as her 12 tahun old sister, Amy. Hollie's been in a 3 tahun on/off relationship with a heroin addicted boyfriend, Danny. When a close call puts Danny in the hospital, he promises Hollie that he'll quit and they'll find a better life. This causes Hollie to realize that she needs to leave halaman awal and find help herself.


So yeah, if anda liked this, please komentar and there WILL be more. Thanks. :)