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This was my first fanfic, I've been posting this story on my spot, but I want to see what some different 粉丝 think of it.I only have 3 或者 4 who actually read it so I'm not sure....please please comment.I need your opinion and If I'm bad just tell me, kay?

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Painful Memories
Chapter One



I was sitting at my vanity. I started brushing my long golden waves. I was preparing myself. I knew Edward would be 首页 soon. Charlie had Edward leave every night at a certain time. Of course Edward would just go back once Charlie was asleep. He chose to go to Bella’s house every night. When he came 首页 it was always Bella this and Bella that. It got to the point that every sentence he ever 说 anymore had something to do with her.

What is so great about her? She’s nothing but a fragile little human. Anyway I knew I only had a short time for my talk I needed to have with Edward. My reason for not wanting Bella to become a vampire. She could be so stupid sometimes. She has everything I want and can never have. She is willing to throw all that away for my idiot of a brother. My story is my most painful memory of my human life. It is hard for me to tell but if it’s what I must do then I’ll do it.

Just as I turned around to go downstairs, I saw no other than ……. Edward. He was standing there with a goofy 爱情 sick look on his face. Shut up Rose he can read your thoughts! Remember? Every time he came 首页 from Bella’s he always had that look. Come in Edward. Sit please. I thought to him. He strolled in and plopped down on my bed. As soon as he saw my expression he wiped that goofy smile of his face. I’m sure my expression was a very sad serious one. I’ve been blocking my thoughts since I told him to come in and sit, so he has no idea what has got me so sad.

“Rosalie just tell me what it is. And stop blocking your thoughts 你 know how I hate that.” He told me.

I took an unnessacary deep breathe. “I have to tell 你 my story. My Story of my human life.” I told him “It has to be told now. Bella needs to realize before it’s too late. That this life is not one that should be chosen. She shouldn’t throw away her life for an idiot like you.” I grinned at the last part.

“Where do I begin? I suppose the beginning is
good.” He nodded.

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We all know what the story is. It would be a very very long chapter if I included all of it.
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As I told the story, I kept my eyes on the moon. So peaceful. Much better than seeing his horrified expression. I imagined it would be something like Carsiles. Carsile was the first and only person who I had told. When I finished I glanced over at Edwards face. He was was not horrified but apologetic?

“Rosalie I’m truly very sorry for the way I have acted to you.” He was apologizing? For 表演 like that towards me? Edward 你 did nothing but write me of as a self absorbed, shallow girl. Which just proves 你 are good at figuring people out.

“Mind 阅读 helps. Whenever someone wakes up from feeling the 火, 消防 of a transformation , and wants to know where to find a mirror rather than wonder if they are ok. 你 tend to write them of a shallow.” He explained.

That was right. I remember now. The moment I woke up from my transformation I wanted to find the closest mirror. I wanted to make sure that whatever happened, I was still beautiful. As long as I was beautiful whatever happened was okay.

“Thanks for sharing that story Rosalie. I know it must have been painful to tell.” He thanked me.

“It’s ok Eddie. Didn’t find it as painful as I thought I would.” I 说 to him. I really meant it. It had gotten much easier to tell.

We got up from the 床, 床上 and went downstairs. When I got to the living room, I saw the whole family sitting around. Jasper and Alice were on the loveseat. Carsile was 由 one of the bookcases. He had a book in his hands. I would have looked to see what the name of the book was but I could really care less. I continued searching for Emmett.My Emmett. Esme was somewhere in the kitchen. I could hear her scrambling with pots and pans. She loves to bake. Now that we have 食物 in our house for bella, Esme had been learning to cook. I turned my attention back to the room.

“Hey Babe” Emmett called to get my attention. I spun around to see him on the big couch. Of course he was watching a game. I rolled my eyes. He always was watching some sort of game. He saw my eye roll and quickly shut off his game. He came over to me and picked me up into one of his big 熊 hugs. As soon as he put me down I pulled him close.

He bent down and touched his lips to mine. I pulled myself closer to him. I kissed him with all my passion. We had been 接吻 for five 分钟 straight, when some cleared their throat .Jasper . He is so annoying. He was 更多 annoying than Alice sometimes!
I heard Edward cough to cover his laugh. I still heard it. Apparently so did Alice.

“Something funny?” She asked in her annoying squeaky voice. She glared over at Edward.
That did it. Edward and I both started to laugh out loud. “Really guys what is so funny?” she asked once again.

“Nothing” we both murmured together as soon as we calmed down.

I grabbed Emmett’s hand and pulled him upstairs towards out room. I needed to tell Emmett the story too. He always asked about it and he really does deserve to know. He is my husband after all.

“Babe what’s wrong?” He asked. He probably saw my expression.

“Well….” I didn’t know how I should begin. This would be harder to tell Emmett than Edward. I could no longer hold back my dry sobs. If I were human I would be crying my eyes out. He held me in his arms until I calmed down.

“I want to tell 你 about my human life Emmett.” I told him. “It’s not pleasant to hear. It’s also not pleasant to tell. I don’t know if I’m strong enough to tell it twice in one day.”
I stared past him. At my reflection in the glass of the window. Could I do this? Am I strong enough?
posted by CullensFinest13
你 hurt me I hope 你 die I cant belive I trusted 你 I cant belive I loved 你 I cant belive I stayed up and worried that 你 wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved 你 i trusted 你 and cared for you. im tired of 你 its time i let 你 go but your always there 你 wont leave me alone...its time for 你 to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let 你 back in stay out so i can be happy 你 need 你 need to die let me live my own life 你 shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, 你 were...
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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we 爱情 to write, right? If so then 你 all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all 爱情 our main characters and sometimes want to make them the best people in the world.

B-O-R-I-N-G

Yes, we want to make our main character gets the best out of the story, since it's their story. But if they're the best people in the world it doesn't really make them believable and then the reader just doesn't care about them (which is hard to understand cos we as the writer 爱情 em, but unfortunantley it's true)

So here is my step-by-step guide to make sure that...
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posted by Sweet_Pants
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.

I dream of all things

Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts

Within these thoughts as dark as sea

When once those wings of black

Hung over all

Shadowing but of the wretched white

That blinds me of all beauty.

I dream of all things

From happiness to highs

Let down these pills

或者 I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told 由 hidden scars

Unable to 显示 themselves

Under this intense scrutiny

That makes up this world’s attire

To the times that I could be happy

Without a drug to create

The much-needed illusion...


I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
posted by mrs-mindfreak
I decided to do a story where I put my iPod on shuffle and start writing. Lucky for me, all the songs were basically sad 或者 angry music. So this is what I came up with :)

The rain pattered on the windows drowsily, drowning out Alana’s choking sobs. She sat in her 最喜爱的 wooden rocker, and buried her face in her hands miserably. Her black hair clung to her sweaty face. Her clammy palms were wet from tears. She never wanted to 移动 from that spot again. Although she was filled with irrevocable remorse, she felt comfortable there. No one in the house, rain falling softly outside, and just...
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‘You shouldn't have shot the dog.’ That single thought reverberated inside my head, knocking from side to side, smashing at the sides of my skull until I had to put my hands to my temples in a futile attempt to stop the pain. The man sitting 下一个 to me took a swig of his whiskey, the glass bottle knocking against his yellowed and rotten teeth. His other hand held onto the steering wheel, maneuvering the car down the winding and deserted stretch of highway. I leaned my head against the cool glass of the passenger side window, willing my head to stop pounding. From the radio, the soft strains...
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 The Writer Behind the Words
The Writer Behind the Words
Luck has little to do with link. A long lasting 写作 career doesn’t just happen. A writer can burst onto the scene and quickly disappear. Another can have a series of hits then write a bunch of flops and never be heard from again. The difference between a long lasting career and one that burns out is strategy. Here are seven rules to help 你 find the right strategy for 你 and get 你 started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have 更多 than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any 写作 project the 列表 can grow exponentially-...
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The fragrance of scotch pine and blue 云杉 is pungent in the air, amplified 由 the heat of late June. 或者 so 你 think it is June. This place feels oddly void of time. 你 open your eyes to see a sun hazed over 由 stratus clouds. From all angles 你 spy familiar wooden structures.
You are back.

You sit up with your legs tucked under your bottom and bask in the estival air and all of the scents that waft within it. 你 furrow your brows, thinking that it is not as clean as before. Even so, the place hums with earthy energy. A stronger gust of wind picks up the hem of your 衬衫 and flutters...
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你 wake up under a shady willow with a vague semblance of what 你 had dreamt.
You have dozed off again. And no wonder, there is a good book in your lap and your 最喜爱的 songs are still crackling through your earbuds. 你 ought to replace them, they are going bad. 你 pull them out and decide to listen to nature’s 音乐 instead. The soft gurgle of the pond coupled with catkins rustling against each other has always been your 最喜爱的 blend of sounds. Every now and again your ear is filled with the nearly undetectable buzz of a cicada humming past. 你 aren’t quite sure, but 你 think that...
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posted by Epismatic
The Man With No Eyes Collection (3): Mask




When the curtain rises, all is forgiven.

I’ll brush it all off with a movie-star smile,

A genuine laugh, but my eyes must be hidden,

The truth they contain is considered too vile.

My voice is a song that will play through your ears,

And invite 你 to dance to the sound of my tune,

I take a bow, deeply, and drink in your cheers,

I’ll always remain here,

You’ll come see me soon.

A new 日 is dawning,

“Quick, put on your mask!”

And hurry outside, meet the crowd.

“Where’ve 你 been?”

With fanciful 答案 to all that 你 ask,

I’ll always wait here for...
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posted by WritingBookWorm
So, one of my New’s Years Resolutions this 年 it to write more. So, I decided to make this:

The goal is to write something every day.

Starting on the 31st of January, every 日 there is a vague word, idea, object, question, statement 或者 anything. 你 can take it anyway 你 want.

Then each 日 你 should write what it tells 你 too 或者 something inspired 由 it. Whether it be a poem, a small scene, a character description, journal entry, short story 或者 even just one really well crafted sentence.

Even if the prompt confuses you, 或者 你 have no ideas just write something! It’s a great exercise...
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This guide was inspired 由 a 问题 recently 发布 由 link on this spot. The user was looking for ways to put a twist on fairytales. I began to write an answer, but my answer soon developed into an article. So here it is.

Note that these aren't specifically for fairytales; they can be used on any old, well-known stories. After listing some ideas on how 你 can put a twist on such stories, I'll give a few examples of 电影院 that have done used one 或者 更多 of these ideas.

1. Swap the genders of the traditional characters.
Do any of the characters behave especially "typical" for their gender?...
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posted by floraisbest1
Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom 说 quikly. fine all of 你 girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella 说 in a sing song voice. lets go 说 the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE 亚马逊
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an 小时 k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
posted by LunaNotLoony
Anna flicked the T.V from channel to channel, bored: there was nothing worth watching. Sighing, she left the news on and flopped back on the sofa, not really intending to listen.
'The war in Iraq-.'
'Oh no, 你 don't,' Anna muttered, grabbing the remote. Her Dad had joined the army after her Mum had died of an overdose. Anna didn't really blame him, she'd have got out of the house as fast as possible too if she was an adult. The whole house was contaminated with the memories of Mum, of her laugh, of her accident... suicide... whatever it was. Even so, Anna missed Dad like it was painful. She'd...
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posted by Ichigo127
An Amuto one-shot
hope 你 enjoy!

‘You know, Amu…,’ he was sitting there again, on the ledge of the window, staring wistfully outside. ‘All of them think you’re gone. But I know better. 你 are alive, I know it. Somewhere out there, you’re thinking about me too, aren’t you?’
He was talking again, talking to the moon. ‘You’ll never admit it but 你 have already fallen for me,’ he smirked at the moon. No, not the moon. It was Amu’s blushing face that he saw and it was her voice that he heard, ‘Shut up!’ he didn’t know it was the echo of his memories because he thought...
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A shadowy figure silently brushed the silken curtains aside as she slipped through the open window and stepped into the dark chamber. Passing a small 表 and a bed, the 狐狸 quickly headed towards a cabinet that stood against the far wall.
Beaded necklaces hung above a oval mirror that was set in the center. Her eyes rested on a miniature strongbox half hidden behind the mirror.
Paying no heed to the deafening clatter coming from the oblivious guest downstairs, she skillfully picked the tiny lock and raised the lid. It was hard to tell what was what in the darkness, so she emptied it into...
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posted by Ichigo127
Yo! this is the first poem i wrote with a sane mind xD do tell me if 你 like it =)

Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted 爱情 and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.
Act like you're not
okay when 你 are and
that 你 are when you're
not. Run barefoot in
the snow. Stand out
in the rain for an hour
and think about anything
and everything 你 can.

Fall in 爱情 with
riddles and things that
aren't real and the
way some stars
shine. Cry when
you realize that life is
just one big sham and write
one hundred cliché poems
about it, and then write one
that 你 actually mean.

Use profanity. Be the
one fucking introvert
in a room full of
extroverts and scream
shit just for the fun of
it. 吞, 燕子 every goddamn
metaphor 你 ever dreamed
of and write them down
with your own blood.

Eulogize...
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Hi Everyone!
I've been working on a book for a while now. Im not gona post all of it at the same time, but I Will post the Prologue. Please tell me what 你 think! I invite constructive criticism to make it better! THX!


Prologue
    “Tanya! I don’t understand what’s so different about this kid! He’s done nothing to make me see him as special!” Tanya glowered at her obnoxious boyfriend. “Don’t 你 see?” She 说 icily, “He isn’t like us!” Virgil and Tanya looked at there new child. He wiggled around in his 婴儿床 and giggled happily. The child crabbed...
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What do 你 want from me?
A tortured body?
A broken soul?

What do 你 expect to happen?
As 你 kick me down
As 你 rip me apart

Tell Me!!!!!!!!!!

What do 你 want to happen?
As I close my eyes
And take my last breath

I 说 I would stay
Till I took my last moment
But now I'm leaving
A victim no more

I lived with your love
The 爱情 你 showed with your fist
I died because of that love
Your 爱情 was only Hate

Now someone else will take my place
Will live with your kind of love
Now someone else will receive your lies
Will know your treachery

What did I expect?
That you'd change?
That you'd learn to love?

What did I ever...
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One afternoon, Sapphire sat in her room, on her bed, quietly 白日梦 with her headphones in. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was in her own magical world.
Sapphire entered the sparkling cave in the middle of the forest. Her blue dress was tattered, and her misty 粉, 粉色 fairy wings were damp from the moist, warm air. But she was feeling fine.
Sapphire took a few steps into the sparkling cave. It was made entirely of ice and crystal. Trickling water could be heard as miniature streams fell continuously from the ceiling. Icy stalagmites stood firmly in the cold crystal floor. Icicles hung from...
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