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posted by bamagirl5899
Alex's pov


I hate Chicago busy all the time and easy to get mugged like right now.The guy was chasing me a gun pointed I couldnt 显示 what I was just around the cornor and wham. I felt a bullet hit me.the bullet was from a .44 magnuim I had one like it in my room at 首页 my friend accidently shot me with it and i knew what the bullet felt like.It hit me in my right shoulder damaging my wing.*no escape* I thought. I finally turned the corner to a dead end.I baked against the wall.Then my 老友记 jumped from the roof tops and surrounded me.I got of the 墙 and kicked the gun outta his hand and wraped my hand around his neck. "Mabye we should 显示 mercy."My friend Macey said. "Im the 天使 of death and darkness and its his time to go." I threw him against the 墙 and heard his neck snap.They all looked at me. "I told 你 I hate Chicago." I 说 then walked over to Maddy she was the 天使 of health. "Can 你 get this bullet out so I can heal?' She nodded.



(at midnight)

I flew back to my house we where 更多 then 天使 we took the place of the gods but didnt call ourselves that. I got on my computer I'm the leader of the Angels.

(computer im)

angeloflove4ever- 嘿 why dont 你 ever sleep 你 got a big 日 tomarrow.

Darkangel- no I dont wow first 日 of elevength grade again 你 know I hate this when 你 hit 17 你 never age again thing.

angeloflove4ever- 你 could always fall in 爱情 with a mortal 你 know.

Darkangel- dont make me sick lana.

angeloflove4ever- oh thats right youre with the 天使 of what now is it stupidety no it idiot no i got it 天使 with a death wish.

Darkangel- funny and its the 天使 of streangth and were not togather.

angeloflove4ever- its kinda funny i gtg better go get some sleep please.

Darkangel- hows it funny.

angeloflove4ever- duh my im name me 天使 of 爱情 i mean come on i know 你 to like each other just go out sometime.

Darkangel- hmm thats a no and i dont like him anyway sometimes I had brunettes bye.

I ended the im and logged of then went over and grabed my brush and brushed my redhair that went down to my waist everyone thinks im the 天使 of death 或者 should be instead of death but I dont mind.Then i went to sleep.
Prologue
The wind was howling like 狼 in the night, and Will sat shivering in his post. The 炮塔 on which he sat overlooked a tall rock ledge that sloped into the ocean.
“Why do I get this bloody post.” he 说 to himself. The air was so cold up there that it sank right into your bones. Even though Will had dressed as warmly as he could with a thick woolen cloak, he could still feel the icy fingers creeping up his back. The 火, 消防 in the brazier barely helped either.
“Nothing as always.” he 说 as he looked out to the edge of the sea. He had taken to talking to himself when he...
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1 being the best 10 the worst
These 图书 are great for summer 阅读 I can honestly say that anyone that reads them will want to read them again.

10. Deacula 由 Bram Stoker
9. The Hobbit 由 Tolken
8. I'm the king of the 城堡 由 Susan Hill
7. 1984 由 George Orwell
6. The secret diary of Adrian 痣, 鼹鼠 由 Sue Townsend
5. Pride and prejudice 由 Jane Austine
4. Jane Eyre 由 夏洛特 Bronte
3. Lord of the Flies 由 William Golding
2. The curious incident of the dog in the nighttime 由 Mark Haddon
1 Rebecca 由 Daphne du Maurier
posted by ejenk1025
Chapter 2

I pull into the driveway of the cafe. I look into my rear view mirror. I look good. (Laugh) I get out of the car then fix my clothes. I'm ready. Just be yourself. Ok. I'm walking in. Don't fall. Don't fall .. He sees me. Just walk up to him.

"Hey."
"Hey. Glad 你 could make it." 说 Lucas
"I'm glad 你 could make it, too."
"Well. I work here so..." 说 Lucas
"You work here? Cool."
"Yeah. This is actually my mom's cafe. Let me introduce you." 说 Lucas
"Oh goody." I 说 nervously

Good impression. Good impression. Good impression.

"Mom, this is Brooke. Brooke, my mom." 说 Lucas
"Pleasure...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Five

Mason met Olivia at his 最喜爱的 restaurant. It was a perfect 日 for a 晚餐 date. The sun was shinny, the clouds were extra white, and the 草 seemed greener then ever. If only she knew that this was a 晚餐 date. He signed the last autograph for today as Olivia sat across from him at their round table. Her hair was curly and in a ponytail. Then she wore a red dress with a thick, black 带, 皮带 in the middle. His 秒 impression of her was still the same, gorgeous. This 日期 was going pretty well but Cassidy dresses better. Mainly because Cassidy is rich but he didn't want to...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter Four

Olivia was extra busy today. Today was the first 日 of the movie shoot for Hourglass. Before they could even start recording the movie, the would have to check up on everything. The wardrobe had to perfect. The scenes had to be accurately planned out. Then they had to make sure that all of the camera crew was positioned. Olivia wouldn't be able to receive the permits until tomorrow. So they couldn't start filming until then. She followed closely behind Mason as he did the daily check up.

Mason went straight towards wardrobe and the outfit choices. The outfit for Charlotte's arrival...
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Remembering is just an invention of the mind,
So 你 need not try to remember something,
你 remember it automatically.
Which is the best thing that 你 could have.

The good times that we had...
It is placed in a portion of your mind.
The bad times that we had...
It is placed in the other part of your mind.

你 try to forget all of the bad things that happened,
But it is not possible.
It is stuck in you.
The bad things are painted in ink on your heart.

The good things, 你 try to remember.
And they stay.
They never go.
Never leave you.

Remembering is just an invention of the mind.
And, well...I guess I'm happy for that.
So I can remember every friend I've had,
Every boyfriend,
And all the good times.
Every memory will never leave my heart.
They will never be forsaken.
Never.
posted by Problematic129
*Poem I wrote for a class project on the holocaust.
DON'T COPY*
Different in ways they couldn't control
Killed for reasons we do not know
Ranging from ages young to old
The innocent people were taken from homes
Soulless people did not care
That the Jewish were in despair
Concentration camps ending their screams
Breaking apart their families
Not once did they do anything wrong
They opened their mouths and sang a sad song
Years went 由 and 更多 pain came
Until on one very special day
As one we all saved
The survivors of the Holocaust
Stan, the young donkey, was wandering sadly around the barn. He seemed hopeless and wounded and had no desire to speak to any of his fellow donkeys; even talking to his father was not appealing to him that exact moment. In fact, he was feeling ashamed of having a donkey father. He was ashamed of being a donkey altogether.
As the moon and stars scattered across the dark, blue sky, Stan decided he no longer to wander. He needed some solution, he needed reassurance, and only his grandfather seemed appropriate for that particular job.
Grandpa Roger was sleeping peacefully in the barn. He had become...
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Bane’s POV

I laid in the grass, watching the clouds. I was beginning to dose off, right before sleep took me, a body pounced on me. I groaned, and looked up. A shaggy haired boy was sitting on my chest, giggling. My best friend, Christian.
    “Get off!” I yelled rolling over. He slid off me.
    “Party pooper,” Christian stuck his tongue out at me. He was so childlike, but that was something I had always loved about him. That’s also why we got along so well. He was hyperactive and loud, while I was cynical and quite.
    I...
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posted by Hades223
CHAPTER 1


Jason Card sat at his 台, 办公桌 in his science classroom bored out of his mind. He hated science. It was his least 最喜爱的 subject. Mainly because it was the last subject of the 日 and 由 that time Jason was usually ready to go home.
Mr. Form droned on and on about chemicals 或者 something. Jason didn’t listen. He just sat at his 台, 办公桌 and drew on some paper. He was a very good drawer.
Jason Card was a fourteen 年 old as of yesterday. His black messy hair never gave in to a brush which usually meant it was mangled and messy and went down to his ears. He was wearing a simple red t-shirt...
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posted by cullens-rule
Chapter 4 Tom

“it would be easier if 你 knew, but I will try to explain, as well as I can, 你 know my name is Tom but my 秒 name is Cullen”
I interrupted him now
“Tom Cullen? Sounds old fashioned”
“It is, any way I’m just seventeen”
He looked away sheepishly like he was lying this made me curious would he really lie about his age.
“my real parents are dead now, they died of an illness I don’t really know much about them”
“I sorry that must be 心 braking”
He looked miserable he looked into my eyes and I could feel his pain, but he carried on
“I take after my father...
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posted by e2mma2weasle3
How to Add Emotion to a Story

1.    Understand 密码 或者 Key Phrases. Key Phrases are phrases in a story that triggers the waterworks. They are sentences that make people cry. Such as, a pet dies. 你 could write, "Goodbye, Old friend." A Key Phrase could also be an action. Such as, there are two pets. One pet dies. The other pet tries to sleep with the other one 由 cuddling up to the dead body.

2.    Add a lot of relationship between the one who dies and another character, whether that is a human 或者 an animal.

3.    Add comedy to the...
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posted by sapherequeen
*Sigh* Okay, this is the first piece of 写作 I will ever share with anyone. Rarely does the idea of a poem ever enter my dark mind. But tonight, just two 分钟 ago, this one came to me, and I had to...write...it...down...


I’m aching here
I’m bleeding there

Pain strikes within
My every move

And there’s
Nothing
I Can
Do
To Make It
Stop

The tears roll down my face
And freeze there quickly
And stay until the time comes
Where they are no longer frozen
And begin to stream down again

My hurt was bottled up
But someone broke the bottle
And now it’s
Everywhere
And there’s nothing
I Can
Do
To Heal Myself

I’m...
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“Look at them, trying to figure it out. Trying to work out why a pure-blood has come to their school, Antiworld, huh? This could be fun”. There was a young man sitting on the 最佳, 返回页首 of a gargoyle wearing a white 衬衫 with a black 涂层, 外套 over it. His eyes where a light green with a black cat eye stroke through it. As the man stood up 你 saw that he had pitch black hair and his skin was white like paper. As 你 closed in on the man’s face 你 saw his eye drop a line of blood down his cheek, as if he was crying blood. The man looked up at the sun covering his face with his hand, he closed his...
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嘿 guys! I just wrote this poem. I haven't written a poem in quite a while, maybe a year, and this one's an attempt to get back on the poem 写作 path. Well hope 你 like it, and please, if possible, add a 评论 saying what 你 think.

Me and Those

Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants 你 to do something,
或者 be something
That sometimes 你 don’t want to be?

They are those!
你 know them!
你 probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect 你 to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
你 don’t want to take.

They are those who expect 你 to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
你 prefer to be small and humble.

But do 你 think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!

They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since 你 were born,
Came up with a path for 你 in life.

But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

She screams every time a police officer 或者 strange nurse touches her. She refuses to hear them out. So, until further notice, she is staying in my apartment.

I glance at the clock in the waiting room. It's past midnight. Wow. Jamie and Ashleigh are asleep on a small green couch, with a receiving blanket draped over them. I pick them both up, since Kayla and I are free to leave, and we all walk outside to my car. Kayla opens the back door, and while I'm strapping the two little girls in, I signal for her to get in on the passenger side.

She's a broken person. 你 only need to look at her...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

On Friday, Tia had picked me up to go shopping.

Tia was ecstatic; for what reason, I had no idea. Tia was like a hurricane, she jotted down my sizes on her hand and then took of through the store at a pace that should've set her path on fire.

"You look great in black, white, and blue," she muttered. I saved that for future reference; she obviously knew what she was doing. Plus I'd been told that each of those colours looked nice on me before.

She pulled me into a dressing room, pointed out which outfits to try out, and exited to let me change.

I pulled a scary-looking black 羁, ter子, 吊带 neck...
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posted by fanfly
 Artwork 由 me
Artwork by me
Who are 你 to judge?
Sitting right where 你 are
你 have no claim on me

I know my own path
I am my own guide
你 are nothing to me
No matter how 你 try

What do 你 care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you

I know my own path
I am my own guide
你 don't know me
No matter how 你 try

Why are 你 here?
你 know I don't want you
I told 你 to leave me

I am my own path
I know my own guide
你 can't mold me
No matter how 你 try





Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. 哈哈 Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
Your hair is long, wet, and wavy and clings to 你 as 你 rise from the lake. 你 get the sense that the water should be clearer. 你 don’t dwell on it though, distracted 由 your own hair. 你 don’t remember it being so long. With every motion the string of beads and shells woven into your hair bobs gently with a clicking noise. 你 don’t realize that 你 are topless until your hair settles against your back. But 你 are not ashamed, there is a sense of liberation, 你 can better feel what the earth and the wind are telling 你 this way. If 你 could see behind you, 你 would know that...
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posted by pLaStIcSUNDAE
It's gray. It's always been so gray.

The beating 心 that searched for what it believed to be a forever, only to be led astray.

The beating 心 full of warm belief,

Now an iceberg of 苦 regret, the surface a shallow reflection of the depths that rest beneath.

The smiling mask distorts the image of the surface, betraying the eyes.

The rigid, cold structure reduced to a cube of ice.

A problem crippled and crumbled into "I'm fine."

If the eyes are windows to the soul, then these windows have been fogged and cracked.

If the eyes are the windows to the soul, then within these, behind the mist,...
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