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posted by ellie_bellie135
When anda use greif in your menulis it's very important anda get it right so here is a short artikel to help you.

Here is an extract from link

Grief is a somewhat commplicated and misunderstood emotion. Yet, grief is something that, unfortunately, we must all experience at some time atau other. We will all inevitably experience loss. Whether it is a loss through death, divorce atau some other loss, the stages of grieving are the same.

The five stages of grief are:

1-Denial-"this can't be happening to me", looking for the former spouse in familia places, atau if it is death, setting the meja for the person atau akting as if they are still in living there. No crying. Not accepting atau even acknowledging the loss.


2-Anger-"why me?", feelings of wanting to fight back atau get even with spouse of divorce, for death, anger at the deceased, blaming them for leaving.


3-Bargaining-bargaining often takes place before the loss. Attempting to make deals with the spouse who is leaving, atau attempting to make deals with God to stop atau change the loss. Begging, wishing, praying for them to come back.


4-Depression-overwhelming feelings of hopelessness, frustration, bitterness, self pity, mourning loss of person as well as the hopes, dreams and plans for the future. Feeling lack of control, feeling numb. Perhaps feeling suicidal.


5-Acceptance-there is a difference between resignation and acceptance. anda have to accept the loss, not just try to beruang it quietly. Realization that it takes two to make atau break a marriage. Realization that the person is gone (in death) that it is not their fault, they didn't leave anda on purpose. (even in cases of suicide, often the deceased person, was not in their right frame of mind) Finding the good that can come out of the pain of loss, finding comfort and healing. Our goals turn toward personal growth. Stay with fond memories of person.



When anda write it's very important anda use these steps properly and in that order.
Thought it's very tempting to make your character angry, grief is lebih powerful than anger.
Though grief shouldn't be misused for minor things when anger would be lebih apropiate.

A good example of this, I think, is in Wolverine, when his wife was killed and he was instantly angry. I thought something was a bit off about it and that it was a bit cold and the reason for this was I don't think it was powerful enough. This is because anger was used when it should have been denial. And though it was well done, it could have been better if the writer had been lebih skillful when using grief. (I'm not bagging out Wolverine. It's one of my favortie movies. PLEASE DON'T SUE ME.)

I hope this will help to improve your writing.

Thank anda for reading.

Happy writing.
Yeah My friend is menulis something to and its kinda bout the same thing but way different at the ame time.She has it up and sone1 berkata that it was like Twilight. Well anda can say mine is 2 but i starte driting it when i was 9. That was 2000. So enjoy.

Chapter One Truth
My mom drove me to Taylor’s house but no one was home. I really wasn’t surprised. Taylor hadn’t been halaman awal every time I came. “You can come back later. I have somewhere I have to be, “my mom said. I knew I had to work hard to keep the disappointment off my face. Before Taylor started hanging out with Sam we were attached...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

He didn't seem... mad. Like he should have been. Like he had every right to be.

He stopped maybe a meter away from me. I glanced up, and saw the same look of indecision I had seen on his face the first day.

I had no idea what I was supposed to do. My life is not a perfect little story where happy endings are mandatory.

I didn't expect myself to sink to the floor against the dinding and begin crying. There just weren't words to say what I wanted to.

I didn't expect him to sit in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. He forced me to to look up at him, and he said, "Tell me."
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

The selanjutnya day, I was hurrying to school, which I had never done before. Ever.

I impatiently sped through History, English and Trig. oleh the time lunch came around, I was trying my utmost not to sprint to the cafeteria.

I felt so deflated when he wasn't there. The small brunnette girl, Tia, who had every single class, save for Biology, with me, was walking selanjutnya to me. She talked a lot, she was easy to be around. She never paused, so as long as anda nodded and smiled, no-one could tell anda weren't listening.

I sat down with Tia and her friends. I didn't say a word the entire time.

Where was...
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posted by emmett
Never Again

Your breath lingers on my skin
Taking over all that’s true
Wanting anda to win
I’m wondering is this a sin?
I’m beginning to fall
Now I’m losing it all

Your face I picture everywhere
Imagining anda lying here selanjutnya to me
Not tampilkan how much I care
Never daring to go back to there
Every ciuman was a lie
Don’t want to admit that and say goodbye, say goodbye

Chorus:
You loved me
You belonged to me
Most nights alone
Waking to the familiar emptiness
Eating me inside
Just want to let it go and jump
Yearning to fly
Never to cry
Never again, never again

Your touch, your skin
Radiates around me
You saying...
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posted by Euri
The red glare of the api blurs all other colors. The smoke chokes me with its sulfuric perfume. I watch from the tower as the city burns to ashes before my eyes. I want to stop it, I wish I could, but I cannot. I listen hopelessly as I hear the cries of the people, shouting, taunting.
Tears run down my cheeks. I lost it all, the power I once had has been taken from me. I could have helped so many, but I was foolish and in my foolishness I did not realize what was transpiring under my nose, what would lead to this, the burning of once a proud city to rid it of us.
Turning from the window, I...
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posted by whitelion
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
anda were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh

i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house atau fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars

anda did'nt have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
anda berkata your chance at cinta had past anda oleh
i told i'm here so dont anda cry

our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light

anda were like my juliet and i your romeo
anda cinta me i cinta anda thats all i need to know
no longer will anda dream of cinta thats true
no longer will i wander my cari has led to you
THE LEGEND OF THE VAMPIRE PRINCESS:
THE LEGEND COMES TO LIFE
PREFACE:

The grand ball of the anniversery of the vampire royal family the vampire royal family,the Reasmussens rule was beautifull with chandeliers of a thousand crystals hanging from the ceiling as the many guests below twirled along to mezmerising musik on the dance floor,the ladys with their spectacular ball gowns and the gentlemen in there dashing suits.Although these were not just any guests these guests were made up of Vampires,Shapeshifters and Witches.

The Resmussens had a baby girl they called bintang because of her unbelievable...
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posted by Marcus_Ghent
Rahar and the Three Bandits
(aside the three bandits bit. I originally intended this to be a longer, full story but I sorta like it as just a lil moral short /shrug)

Rahar seemed a plain fellow but should anda ask his friends they would all tell anda he had the makings of greatness, that he was designed to fullfill integral roles in important events. Indeed there was nothing obviously special about him...unless he chose to tampil you. He wore his black hair long, down past his shoulders to about mid-back. Many loose-fitting rings adorned his calloused hands, though usually these had the impresion...
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posted by mitchie19
4. A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

“Hey,” Riley greeted. I waved at him. I sighed. My eyes got locked on his outfit.
He was wearing a black, with a hint of white stripes and a long sleeved polo and jeans.
My jantung pounded. I was sweating bullets. “So,” I shoved my hands in my back pockets. “What do anda want to do?” I asked him. He was still composing himself.
Then he smiled at me. “How about I’ll ask anda that question?” he didn’t sound serious. I did either, I don’t know what I had planned to do and it’s not happening right now. “What? Wait, I’m supposed to treat you, right?”...
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posted by mia1emmett
"UGH!" i yelled at the puncak, atas of my lungs while trying to swat bugs off my arms and legs. My sister Roxy was laughing at me, well shes the one who lived out here, she was born here but she had to pindah when she was 5. Roxy is only 5 years older then me, while i am staring highschool shes starting college. the only reson we are moving here is because my mother couldnt stand to be far from Roxy. I hated how Roxy got treated better then me. Mom was calling me to help her pindah in the dipan, sofa but my brother Ted helped her. Ted like my sister was born here but he adapeted to where ever we went. Ted was...
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posted by tayandkris4evr
 Little Jack
Little Jack
I got some feedback from some people who read my story and they berkata they had a lot of pertanyaan about it. I didn't explain it as well as I wanted to. So I apologize. I hope this can make up for it. :)
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Everything was burning. It was so hot and my eyes stung. It felt like I was bleeding... badly. I felt dizzy... so dizzy...

I woke up 2 days later in a white room with medical stuff in it. Almost every inch of my body was covered in thick white cloth. I couldn't pindah my arms atau legs. It was even a strugle to breathe...

I vaguely remembered the fire....
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posted by sevendeadlysins
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.

So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to publikasi this piece I literally just wrote.

I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.

I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.

I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.

I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.

I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.

I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
posted by cutiegirl01
“Hey Onyx!” shouted Silvia, as I was tossing my buku into my messy locker. “Onyx can anda believe it?”
     “What did anda get detentions on the first day?” I asked with enthusiasm going to lunch without tripping.
“No I’ve got a tanggal with the hottest guy in school. David Ark!” squealed Silvia.
“That’s great for you, but I wish anda got detention too.” I berkata with a sigh.
“What did anda do now?” asked Silvia.
“Nothing! All I did was chew gum then stick it in Matt Wireler’s hair.”
    As Silvia and I walked down the hall I could...
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Preface
In middle school there are always groups there are the popular's with their clothes’, make up, money, and fame.

Then there are the nerds with their books, notes, pencils, and beakers for science class.

The musicians and artists with their instruments, voices, paintbrushes, and masks.

The actors and aktris with all their props, costumes, make up, and outgoingness.

Then there are the gangs though there aren’t many in our school with all the bling. Boom boxes and baggy clothes.

Last there are the jocks with their footballs, uniforms, and nets.

First Period
My Dirty Blonde hair...
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*Note; This is a variation of RachelGal97’s Endless Pain. Same names; just a different plot. Please komentar and tell me if anda like and what’s your favorit part*

Endless Pain: Chapter Four

“Selena!” Taylor shouted. She stood up and waved to Selena who stood across from her in the cafeteria. “Over here!”

“Sit down, Taylor!” Demi said, tugging on Taylor’s shirt. “You weird enough as it is.”

“Sorry.” Taylor sat down and crossed her arms.

“Hey guys,” Selena said. She set her tray down and started eating.

Demi and Taylor exchanged glances.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”...
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posted by Percysclique
Chapter 1 – A Prisoner is Set Free

Amorite let the dinding be her guide as she descended the stairs to the dungeon. A ring of keys dangled from a sash just below her waist. Silently, Amorite tiptoed toward the sleeping guard. Kildee was asleep, but just to be on the aman, brankas side, the sixteen tahun old girl put a pouch of powder under his nose.

Amorite’s hand shook as she took the pouch away. She knew that what she was doing was forbidden. Amorite had stolen the sleeping powder from Ilea, the healer, yesterday when Ilea had been taking care of a patient. Amorite promised herself she would return...
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That hari I thought I was a failure. I was sitting outside our house on a bench in my white dress, just staring at the dark sky while raindrops were running down my cheeks. It could have been tears as well, all I knew was that it was raining pretty hard.
As she noticed I was outside, she opened the door and told me to come inside, where it was warm. Her soft voice told me she was going to make some teh for me and that everything would be okay.
I didn't even look at her when I got up and started to run.



The rumput felt wet and cold under my bare feet as I was running towards the nearby forest,...
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posted by moolah
 This is Molly Stray
This is Molly Stray
When Molly Kisses: Info
Molly Stray
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Black Panther
Career: Bar tender
Car: Red Convertible
Book: Harry Potter
Hates: Tyler Rock, smoothies, etc.
Loves: her brother, Jake; tea, Adie, her best friend, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: to be pregnant
Wants eventually: A hubby

Tyler Rock
Favorite Color: Black
Animal: Coyote
Career: Base Player
Car: Silver Volvo
Hates: Molly Stray, his sister, Kitty, etc.
Loves: his littler sister, Harry, soda, cigars, etc.
Doesn’t want ever: A child and a wife
Wants eventually: All the film in the world

Janice James
Favorite Color: Pink
Animal: Frogs
Career:...
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I looked back down and we sat in silence for a couple of minutes. I looked to my right to find Looi holding the child that was being stubborn in his arms. This, in fact, reminded me of myself in his arms a long, long time ago. Oh, I’d say about 16 years yang lalu when I was 2 and he was 11. My mom and dad had Looi when they were only 19 years old, so It took a while for them to decide to have me 9 years later when they were 28. I laughed at how old my mom was now. I know it’s nothing to laugh about, but, I couldn’t imagine my mom at Looi’s age now that she is 46.
    “So,...
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I kept on laughing at his idiocy. I turned my head away when he caught me looking at him. I heard a slight chuckle behind me while Looi continued to make his way to the front of the long line while I followed him.
    “Hey, girlie!” I heard a voice shout. I turned to find the man looking at me and motioning me to come over there. Looi turned around and asked me, “What does he want?”
    “I don’t know.” I replied. I started to go over to where the man sat, but Looi stopped me with his hand around my upper arm. “No, he, he might be a child...
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