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posted by Funnygirl77
Robert was throwing pebbles at Jasmine's window, trying to wake her up. He couldn't sleep so he thought he would wake up his Girlfriend Jasmine. Yup him and jasmim hooked up after Kisa disappeared, but that doesn't mean they gave up faith. Robert's determined to find Kisa even if he spends the rest of his life doing it. jasmim on the other hand knows that Kisa is still out their she calls it her "best friend telepathy". Both Robert and jasmim have been through some ruff times. They had their ups and Downs, but their still holding on. So is Kisa's Mom, her dad However doesn’t believe his little girl is still out there he thinks that she is dead and is no longer coming back.
This put a strain on their marriage, and in the further the might get a divorce. jasmim went to her window and peered out, she looked at Robert like he was crazy. "Jasmine, Come on" jasmim rolled her eyes and closed the window. She got dress and walked out the front door, "What do you want Robert?" He half smiled "can't a boy see his girlfriend?" jasmim rolled her eyes "not at this time of night!" jasmim went over to him and they kissed. Robert and jasmim would have never went out if Kisa didn't go "missing" so in a way they are both kind of Happy, don't get them wrong they amor Kisa dearly, but They would have never been together.
jasmim and Robert go to Robert's house. Meanwhile Kisa is resting and Zack is pasting the room back and forth, trying to find some way to protect Kisa from the forces of evil. Kisa stirred in her sleep and then woke up; Zack walked over to her, "What's wrong?" Kisa shook her head, "Just a bad dream" Zack sat near her, "do you want to talk about it?" Kisa shook her head; "You wouldn't be able to make since of it." Zack laid down and then pulled Kisa with him "try me" he said. “Okay (I was being chased por these demons and stuff like that.) Zack nodded (They were saying that they need my blood and that if I didn’t give it to them my amor ones would die, when I told them that I would never ever give them my blood they started canting these wired things, I couldn’t make out what the said, so I ran, and almost got away. Then Emily was in front of me telling me that if I didn’t give her my blood she would die, and that if I didn’t want my best friend to die that I would do what she said.)
Kisa was getting worked up and had to take a few calming breath to finish her dream. (She, she turned into one of them right in front of my eye, she had black eyes and it had some purple in it she also had pasty white sink and was incredible fast then she said that I was special and the last of my kind, and that’s why she has to kill me.) “Crazy right?” Zack looked away from her, he knew all to well of what she was, when he didn’t say anything, Kisa stared to get scared, “Tell me it’s crazy Zack.” Zack looked away. “It’s not crazy is it?” Kisa said rhetorically, “all those dreams I had when I was a kid, they were.” Kisa stood up, “in that case I really need to call my mom and dad” Zack looked at her, “Why?” He said, Kisa turned away, “If my dreams are true, they’re getting a divorce and it’s all because of m-me.” Kisa’s eyes stared to water, and Zack went over there to molusco her down.
“Zack?” Kisa said wide eyed “did you know?” Zack looked away from her, Kisa’s tears were truing in to anger. She said it a bit louder, “Zack. Did. You. Know.” Zack turned to her, he hated to see her mad, “Yes” he said. “I knew.” Kisa looked away, “Why didn’t you tell me?” Zack made her face him, “you weren’t ready to know” Kisa looked at him, “How’d you know?” Zack gives a half smile, “I met you in a former life.” Kisa nodded, she was no longer mad, she was curious though and wanted to know ever thing. “What was I like, back then” “was I always this emotional? How did we met the first time?” “When was the first time we met?” “Was my name” Zack had to put his hand over Kisa’s mouth to get her to stop talking, he laughed at her, and Kisa stood there helpless unable to remove his hand.
“Now” Zack said, “If I mover my hand from your mouth do you promise you’ll stop asking so many questions” Kisa nodded, Zack answered all Kisa’s perguntas and more, when he was done, Kisa asked him. “How come I didn’t remember you all those times?” Zack shrugged, “I’m not sure.” He cress her face, “I amor you Kisa.” Kisa smiled, “I amor you too Zack” They kiss and Zack’s fangs slip from his gum, he nips Kisa’s lip and she starts to bleed. Zack backs up, and Kisa touches her lip. She walks towards Zack and he doesn’t mover he doesn’t want to. She kisses him and Zack allows it, too soon the blood on her lip dries up. Zack wants more, “more” is all he says before biting in to Kisa’s neck, it hurts but only for all little bit.
Kisa is filled with instant pleasure so is Zack, Zack walks backwards until he reaches the bed, then he stops, drinking Kisa’s blood. Kisa doesn’t notices she’s to high off of the bite that the house can be burning and she not notice, it’s because vampiros have a power that can make there bites fill like the best thing in the world. Zack starts to undress her, he kiss her, tells her that he loves her. They do it and then Kisa is out of the fog. Kisa get's up wraps the cover around her and walks away.
Zack dosen't do any thing he just sit's and waits

I know this is so aleatório hopeful it gets better. amor yall and to who ever read this even if there is no leitura this Thanks
posted by CullensFinest13
You hurt me I hope you die I cant belive I trusted you I cant belive I loved you I cant belive I stayed up and worried that you wouldnt call. I cant belive that i loved you i trusted you and cared for you. im tired of you its time i let you go but your always there you wont leave me alone...its time for you to leave so never come back walk out of my life i am going to lock my door and never let you back in stay out so i can be happy you need you need to die let me live my own life you shouldnt be controlling me anymore im not property im a human and i dont belong to the likes of you, you were...
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posted by vampiress015
I presuming we all joined this spot 'cos we amor to write, right? If so then you all know what I'm talking about when I say that we all amor 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 amor 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

Or I’m gone, retreat inside my mind

Where none but the darkest thoughts

Swallowing twilight

I dream of all things

From the stories told por hidden scars

Unable to show 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 or 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 favorito 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 mover 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 seguinte 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 composição literária 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 you find the right strategy for you and get you started on your journey to long lasting success.

Learn the power of focus. For most of us, we have mais than enough to do on a daily basis. And when it comes to any composição literária project the list can grow exponentially-...
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posted by hannah_vampire
I sat on the table, Wondering why my dad was so pissed off not just at me but also at something else the doctor said that it would healing very fast dont ask me how but he said it would.

2 Weeks later

I healed really quick to my suprise even though i didn't believe what he said was true for some reson I felt like it was and what do you know it was. I drove to school thinking how it could be true and having that guys vocie in my head i mean my dad lying to me but why?.

When i got out of my car, I decided to go sit on one of the tables were soon after i was joined por one of the vampire freak show's...
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posted by EmoKidSteven
when i just have been through the worse in my life
my eyes turn black,my skin turns white
i'll be like a ghost
life has been sucked right from me
i feel my skin tearing apart like it's going to shred
i'm shaking and lonely and cold
but it's funny that my only savior is just a little sharp metal thing
just a small razor can heal me that much?!
better than anybody i have ever known
i slide my left arm just a little as a start and i feel like i need mais and mais and more...
until i can not get enough
but then i feel so good,almost satisfied
watching my blood spilling on the floor,drop after drop very slowly
that's just the hottest painful pleasure i have ever experienced
i feel so unbalanced,so numb
i don't know if i need someone to touch me or to shoot me to know that i'm still alive
but i know i won't stop
i'll cut myself and fuck the wound
i'll lick my blood for all my pain
posted by Flana_2
    “Do you realy think we’ll catch a shooting estrela with all the lights”?
        “Sure we will” Gina said, “I hope”. I was laughing at her when she called out, “Make a wish”! I turned to a long, rosa, -de-rosa faded.
        “Like I didn’t see that coming”!    
My mom came outside.
     “Gina, your mom is waiting out front” Her smile came back.” At least we saw something”!! She trough her messenger bag over her shoulder. I smiled...
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posted by Flana_2
Hi! I’m Lisa, the newest of the Hoycan clan. My story of how I got here is a tale of braveness, bullies, and ocean water. So snuggle up with a great friend and a big bowl of pipoca and begin a journey like none other you ever come by!! GO ON!!!
Two gorges animais were running off into the moon light. Ones name was Lisa, the other was Brad.
“I amor you Lisa” Brad said
“I amor you too Brad”! They were a short distance away when RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The school sino rang for lunch. I awoken from my daydream and hurried out the door. Hi, I’m Lisa the average...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
25: Freewill

They walked up the metal staircase, stepping on a solid metal platform that extended from one mural to the next. This room was much brighter, lit por dozens of lights, one area tucked away in a corner was nearly blanketed in darkness. Jack walked half-way across it before he stopped and looked down. “What is this?” she asked though she suspected she knew the answer.
“It’s where the magic happens.” She looked down, several people in white lab coats walked around two people on separate hospital beds, they were motionless and were hooked up to life support systems. They moved...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
24: Victim of the Game

The rest of the trip was in relative silence. Rosalie seemed ok after a while, even talking to Luke and Michael. To Jack, she spoke with her mind only. Tristan had gone to his room-to work on something though what no one knew. At long last the carriage came to an abrupt and Tristan came out, his face grim.
“That bad?” Jack asked, looking up at him.
He didn’t answer, just looked down. “What?” Rosalie asked him, sensing that something big had been kept from her.
No one answered, they all silently got off but Rosalie was not done. “What is going on? Jack?”...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
23: Run to the Hills

IT had caught the right trail, was following it again, swiftly passing into Indiana, Ohio followed minutos later. Yes, IT was getting closer to what master wanted-and this time nothing would stop IT.
Nothing.
Already the carriage had passed into West Virginia, Tristan and Jack were both tense as to what was waiting at home, though they hid it from Rosalie as well as they could. “Are you sure you don’t need to hunt?” Jack asked her for the billionth time.
She sighed but smiled. “I’m sure. The dia I found you again we had hunted.” She made a face as she said...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
18: Home

The dia was nearly over, por now they had reached their destination: Springfield, Illinois. Several times the carriage had stopped, Tristan leaving for short periods of time, always returning silent, the carriage marched on. He had retired when they were almost in Illinois, coming upon the border between Iowa and Illinois. David had remained with Jack and Rosalie, though he kept to himself, For Whom the sino Tolls had been replaced with A Tale of Two Cities. Eventually though he too went to his room, leaving Jack and Rosalie alone.
They were on the couch, Rosalie’s head on Jack’s...
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
8: Sickness

IT was having a great time, trampling through Mexico, killing mais undead creatures, then up-wards through Arizona where they were much harder to find. Nevada was not much better so IT turned to California and had so much success there IT considered never leaving.
Until the master spoke to him again. “That’s enough.” IT looked up and growled, having just finished off two IT was craving more. “I need the girl. You must not lose her.” IT rolled IT’s eyes and grunted, sprinting off to show master how fast it could go. “I’m well aware of your talents-I created you....
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posted by TeamRosalieHale
2: The Hunter

The nightmare started on January 13, 2009 and did not end for nearly twenty years. In those twenty years, it is estimated that the extinction of vampiros became the closest in nearly three centuries. The first ano alone over 2,000 of them were reported as M.I.A. or deceased.
No one is quite sure what IT was or where IT came from or if IT will come back again. The physical characteristics of IT also changed though those that saw and lived to tell the tale keep their lips closed for fear of starting an unnecessary rouse. Despite the different circumstances in which IT was seen,...
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posted by Fangirl99
i dindnt say anything for a minute,then i spoke.

'do you know why?"

'well,she said something about an old friend in texas." izzy told me.

"you dont think.."

"maybe.where else could she have gone?"

"come por my house after school,i have plan."

After school,izzy came over.We went to my room.

"what are we gonna do?"izzy asked,as soon as she walked in the room.

"wee gonig to find aslee" i siad,trying to sound as serious as possible.

"youre kidding,right? i mean,where are we gonna go?"izzy said.

"texas"

she stared at me.Blankly.Not saying a thing.As if she was gonna drop dead.


"izzy?"i asked,trying to get her back to reality.

"you must be on drugs," she said

"what?"

"youve got to be joking me.i mean,your mom is not gonig to take us,my mom is dead,and theres no way ere gonna..wait...your not saying?

"yep,wee going to texas"
posted by Fangirl99
As i walk down the street,i wish i was still in bed.Dreaming about the dia that just ended.Summer vacation


"back to hell,"i said.When i say that,i mean school.
in my books,its basically the same thing.

"hey jamie!"my friend izzy calls from across.

i run down t otalk to her

"hey,"i said,putting my hair back form my face."
"wheres Ashlee?"

"umm,i gotta go,bye!" she ran out of site.

"at lunch,i treid to fine izzy and ask her what the hell happened earlier

"hey,izz"i said,sitting seguinte to her.
"wheres ashlee?"

"um......"she looked like she was gonna vomit or something.i didnt understand why.

"ive been wondering...
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~Carmen~
I couldn't believe how real the dream felt: the ocean, washing over my skin; the sun pouring heat over my head; the seaweed tickling my feet. It felt mais of reality in the dream than in the actual descrição of life, which scared me like hell. The vividness was choking my senses alive, but I was able to hear the cry in the background; yes, very angelic and begging me to come closer, to ease the pain. I tried turning, but my body willingly ignored me, and I flailed about desperately.
And then I saw him.
The black capuz, capa wrapped around him like a religious cloak, twirling farther down...
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oi this is the l;atest chapter to the story, it is set when Nessie isfive months pregnant...x Hope you enjoy and keep your eys peeled for the seguinte chapter...x
Amber/Twilightsauce

I slipped mums wedding dress over my head, it fitted perfectly. Mum smiled and sighed as she wiped a joyous tear from my eye.
“Don’t cry baby, Alice will kill us if you ruin your makeup she has spent all morning getting you ready.” She laughed looking at me with a delighted expression on her face,
“Oh mum! I am so happy; Jake is waiting down there for me isn’t he?” I asked nervously. I had felt a little queasy...
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