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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 22
    Dead end or a breakthrough?
    “What?” Cadence asked for the umpteenth time, and I gave him an exasperated look.
    “Again?    Seriously Cadence, your supposed to be the one actually paying attention?” I say, frustrated.
    Cadence flashed me a wicked smile. “Age is a number cupcake, I’m not that boring.”
    I surpressed my smile as I told him and Jess everything that happened again.
    “So,” Jess said after I was finished (again). “You think that she was the one that killed your sister, and tried to kill you?”
    I nod, I look to Cadence who has a thoughtful expression. “Strange, it’s like she’s a ghost, how you described her, there but not there. Someone you wouldn’t give a segundo glance or thought to.”
    I nodded again. “Dorothy always had a lot of friends, I didn’t know most of them, sometimes, neither did she.”
    “That was just Dorothy,” Jess told Cadence. “Everyone knew her, she was the girl that everybody wanted to be her friend, and some pretended that they were, hanging out with her when she had no idea of who they were.”
    “Creepy,” Cadence replied.
    I nodded. “I can not tell you how many people I barely knew showed up to my birthday parties with these awesome gifts after they found out Dorothy and I were best friends.”
    Jess grinned. “Me too, Dorothy and I, she was sweet and rragrded me as a close friend, and when word got out that she went to my B.day’s all of a sudden the whole school shows up.”
    Cadnece whistled, looking to me. “Must’ve been something.”
    I nodded. “She was.”    
    “Do you know where her whereabouts were before she died?”
    I looked at him confusedly and he elaborated. “Did she say something about where she was going?”
    I shook my head. “She just told me she’d be right back, it was dark out, and she was wearing ridiculous clothes for outside on a cool night. It was early in the morning when I noticed she hadn’t returned. And just when I went to knock on her door, somebody knocked on the front door.”
    “The police?” Jess asked, even though she knew.
    I nodded.
    Jess cocked her head. “Strange…”
    “What?” Both Cadence and I asked at the same time.
    “How when your just about to knock on Dorothy’s door, that the police start knocking.”
    I think about it. “Your right.”
    “And Dorothy’s funeral?” Jess asked. “didn’t the whole school come to pay their repescts.”
    I nodded and Cadence furrowed his eyebrows. “But she;s out of high school.”    
    Jess gives him a look. “She was a legend, everybody knew her, without actually meeting her. Like I said, that was just Dorothy, she never had to try.”
    “Never ever,” I say softly.
    Cadence shakes his head. “Now that is one of the strangest. How can a girl, be so known, so popular, so loved, just have everything handed to her? I’m not being rude or anything, but your family wasn’t that rich, they barely lifted a finger to help you at the hosptial, nor did they chase after you after you left the police station.”
    I nod as he continues. “I don’t know, don’t you just find that a little strange? What made her so…perfect? Because I don’t think just being the queen B will grant you all the things she’s been given, it’s like something else.”
    Jess and I nod, catching on. “You think she did something? Anything?”
    “I can bet.” Cadence says. “Like you said Jess, she was a legend. But what made her a legend?”
    “She did a lot of crazy stuff throughout her whole life, especially in school.” I offer.
    “What if what she did was kept secret, or only a few people knew.” Jess says.
    “Then how did everyone else find out?” I ask.
    Jess shrugs. “Nobody can resist such good gossip, someone leaked the news and it spread like wildfire.”
    “Then how do we not know?” I asked.
    This time Cadence answered. “Dorothy usually finds a way for anything, in your visions, how she roughhoused Serache, maybe she did the whole school.”    
    “She couldn’t have been that powerful!”
    Jess looks at me, patting my arm. “She always was, sweetie.”    
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Chapter 6: Amber?

One week after her segundo beating, gaio, jay had an idea. He went to the Kitsunes cage with clothes.

"Put these on, you will look like a human, and you can see the outside world!" gaio, jay told her. The Kitsune was surprised! She had never seen a world beyond her cage, beatings, and her mate. "We also have to think of a name for you", gaio, jay said, "How about Amber?". Her ear's popped up in delight at the name. "Amber it is!" gaio, jay decided as Amber was ready to go out on her first encontro, data with Jay!

They first went to a museum of science. Amber was surprised to see such amazing things like T- Rex...
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posted by sawfan13
*I wrote these song lyrics last night. I bet Alicia386 will know what this song is about *wink*




The secrets behind her smile

Unknown to the world

If she is so happy

Then why can't she be free

All these years gone by

All alone, she sits and cries

When no one sees

Then, she pleads

Help.....help


The mystery behind her

No one knows

She's free from the frame

But not from the pain

Why is she so alone?

Why can't she adapt to our world


Renaissance woman

No longer youth

Yet she still remains young

Alas, she feels older

As the world turns

Things keep changing

All alone....

She stands....

Why can't she be free


The mystery behind...
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Prologue

      It was your typical sunny dia in Los Angelus. 6 ano old Sophie and Zoe Mallory were having a chá party with their best friends Emma and Erica. Even though Emma and Erica were unnaturally pale and wore very ancient types of clothing, Sophie and Zoe didn't notice. They were just thrilled to have friends. Emma was as pale as her sister Erica and their clothes looked like something from the seventeenth century. If Sophie and Zoe were any older, they might have thought this a puzzling or strange but they looked at it as if it was something everyone wears.
      Their mom peeped...
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If someone wouldn't mind leitura and commenting, I'm kind of in need of feedback. Thanks in advance.

"Evangeline! It's time to get up!" Mom called from the hallway. I grumbled and pulled the blanket over my head. Just five mais minutes... five mais hours would be nice...

"Evan," my older brother Joshua poked his head into my room. "Didn't you hear Mom? You need to get up." I growled at him.

"Get out," I squeezed my eyes shut tighter.

"Why don't you try and make me?" he taunted. I grabbed my travesseiro and flung it across the room at him. He laughed and ran out of the room. Not having anything to...
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*Thanks for all the comments and fãs :) Probably tomorrow I'll post the stories later than usual, so your forewarned. Please read, review, and don't copy*
Chapter 18
    A sleepless night
    I spent the rest of the vision following Dorothy and I, smiling at the good ole times. por the time the vision was done it was dark outside and I was exhausted. I called the doctor to notify him that I was okay, and after a few minutos I had hung up, finished showering, and was ready for bed.
    But I couldn’t sleep, I kept thinking back to those...
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Chapter 17
    Happy times
    “How can you not be happy, this is our first sister-sister tradition in like…ever?” My eleven ano old self asked my sister, giving her a look like I thought she was mental.
    Dorothy laughed, a huge smile on her face. “Your such a loser Des, we hang out all the time.”
    “Not all the time,” I insisted. “And this is the first time we planned this to do and do again every year.”
    Dorothy...
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posted by rory2011
so I see you guys composição literária alot of wonderful poems
so I just want to share this with you
I saw alot of you composição literária in the new poesia style and no one have ever wrote in the old style ,maybe cause it's only popular in where I live ,but here's a part of my fav poem ,it won't be easy to read it for the first time ,I hope I can translate it right ,it called "be panacea " :

1-weak your feeling of amor when it fall in sleep without people senses they would be like dolls

2-love ,the hut became a bright castelo hate,the world became a dark prison

3- the life gave you all her treasures don't hold it back...
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I was in my house waiting my father and my brother
I heard something ,it's calling me since I was a kid ,and it always say "weak up" even If I'm not sleeping
I want to leave my house ,I opened the door and felt the air touching my hair ,the sun was cold in my cheeks ,it was summer ,and I feel the cold winter coming and escaping autumn
I walked away from my house , this is the first time I feel my house is very hunting that way ,while I was walking there ,I realized one thing and it was the most important thing I should realized in my dark life
I'm now a real human ,I were always close to live...
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