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Authors Note: Hello, everyone. It has been a tough few days. A great friend of mine has gone away, but I am trying to find comfort in writing. Just a piece here;very emotionally charged, so this will get intense, it explores a complete loss of control over one's body and mind; i just need some self expression right now.


Cold, dark, wet, quiet. Azula felt the iron walls with the tips of her weary fingers. Fingers that had not wielded fire, nor light for months. "Curses!" Azula began to beat her fist relentlessly against the cold cell floor. "Break! Crack!" The floor remained in tact. Azula was...

I watched Avatar: The Last Airbender (Movie) today I'm telling 你 now, do not watch this movie because it'll ruin your feelings towards Avatar: The Last Airbender (anime series)

The movie as I predicted was going to bad, not as good as the 日本动漫 series.

Let's start off with Aang being released within the ice. No it wasn't the lovely Katara's waterbending that freed him, it was Sokka's good old boomerang in the hands of Katara that freed Aang.

They messed a lot of other bits in the movie of Book one of 阿凡达 pretty badley.
1. There was no Suki, 或者 the Kyoshi Warrior

2. No Jet 或者 Freedom Fighters...

ok guys! here's my 秒 fanfic. i hope 你 like it. i just got some ides from our school and i wanted to share it to you. enjoy!

"SOKKA!" I shouted."we're late for school!"
"coming!"sokka said.
sokka is so lazy! i can't belive i had to put up with him everyday!!
i walked to our 厨房 and i found dad,cooking.
"hi dad" i said
"moring katara" dad said
"let's go katara!" sokka said. i grabbed the 三明治 dad made me,said goodbye to dad,and jumped to my car. if youre wondering why i have a car,i was allowed cause sokka is a lousy driver. he didn't pass his driver's test.

"can 你 drop me off the radio...

It was all foggy.
She couldn’t quite remember where she was.
It was dark.
He was behind her. His hand running through her dirty raven hair. One of his fingers got caught in the tangles. Her jerked it out, pulling a few strands with it. Her scalp painfully pinching as her hair released its hold on her flesh.

Her unfocused eyes wandered around the room.

Narrow.

Dim.

Of an off white, yellowing color.

She felt a hand on her shoulder.

There was a door.

The shoulder left her arm. Her eyes settled on his lips. They were moving, saying words. She heard no sound…not through the loud fuzz in her head....