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posted by hannah_vampire
I sat on my bed, All confused it sucked melissa asked me how and I didn't know which is the scary part not knowing I mean I could wake up and some vampire could be sucking my blood dry.

I had to find out more, I just can't stay here thinking all morning. I looked out the window to find Blair leaving for work, I ran downstairs and locked the door.I knew to look in the basement and then check the floorboards and the other room i wasn't allowed in. I spent about 2 hours looking for stuff, Well really anything that could help me and finally I found a box that
had necklaces, dairy's and most of all the biggest thickest book that had a symbol on it with a purple patten on the book.

I started to read and found mais about the vampire's then i saw it: Edward and clare first vampiros to be found in the forest, They have a house near-by and is thought to be living there forever. Ok this was getting weird but wait there is mais in other composição literária it said qoute: I Blair have been apart of the tribe since a boy i didn't have much to do and never will my daughter and you will not have anything to do with her.

I ran out and started my car, I couldn't talk to my dad and i couldn't go to this weird tribe thingy so that meant going to the freak show vampires.As i found their house I thought to myself what am I doing here when i heard and thudd and look its Melissa, " OMG hi Belle its so nice to see you and it looks like you know where we live thats awsome" i just stopped the engie and got out "no Melissa thats just weird but this whole thing is weird anyways thats beside the point just take me to Damon now please".

I saw Damon who looked at Melissa which then Melissa turned and run away " look Belle I just.." I cut him short "NO! you listen I have been lied to i need the truth I know you know and i need to know what my dad is hinding from me please Damon you're my only hope" i felt like such an idoit begging. Damon turned his back to me and then looked back at me " Ok but no punching tree's or getting anrgy or punching me cause that would hurt more, You're father stop this when you were born and never was into this stuff so he took you away from the tribe but the tribe leader is 23 and still even though he is young he doesn't approve of dads idea and what I'm saying is you're a shape-shitfer a wolf'.

I felt cheated, lied to and most of all I didn't know what to do. The tears were rolling down my face and Damon hugged me for the first time in My whole life I trusted someone and I wasnt lied to not that I know of and It felt so real, I felt alive.
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added by sideshowbobbart
Calling all writers!
Are you an artist with your words? Do you like to write? I know I do. "So You Think You Can Write" is a contest for people who would answer the same as me.

Basic Rules & Guidelines
1. Your entry MUST be enviado to this spot as an article. If it is entered in any other section it will NOT be accepted.

2. Your entry MUST be original/written por you. If anybody helped you, please credit them.

3. Your entry must be properly key-worded and titled.
a. A proper title: "[username here]'s SYTYCW Entry - [season and year] - [category/type of literature]"
ex. If I entered a poem,...
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If someone told you...
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would you do?

Would you cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
Or go into silence until the very end...
Would you amor the ones you hate the most or be the person you hide?
Would you pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?

Would you try and keep the sun from setting as your last dia ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else you say as you close your eyes.
posted by Cinders
Exercise: Sleep Deprivation: 4:00AM Tuesday October 7, 2008*

The black spiders of mania are crawling over my brain, searching for a plump place to sink their pincers into. It’s been four days. I haven’t left the house for anything, not even a tuna sandwich. The o espaço in my cama is empty, indented, as if something used to rest there, but I’m beginning to forget mais and mais what that may have been. Maybe it was a coffin, its contents shaken, risen, defeated, dazed, meandering around with its arms stretched out and a dull expression on its face as it mutters something indecipherable that...
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posted by t_direction
So, this is a kind of short story that I wrote one evening when I was just bored out of my mind. Please tell your opinion, feel free to criticize, it is much appreciated =)
Thanks ^_^



The voices buzzed inside my head, making me feel dizzy. I couldn't help but hold onto the cama post for support. In a state of exhaustion, I collapsed on the cama with a sigh. The voices never let me sleep. They were like many people were talking all at once, screaming all at once.

Madness, rage, worry, sadness were the emotions that those voices gave off. I couldn't understand a word of what the people were saying,...
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posted by madening_mahem
who am I ?
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?
posted by Fyrwenn
Change

The way I feel has changed
When we met I was a fool, thought
You weren’t gonna treat me like a tool
I tell myself that I care ‘bout you
But deep inside I know we’re through.

Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you,


I guess we were too naive
Believing it would work
Why didn’t I see,
that you were such a jerk?


Change is never easy
But what am I supposed to do?
I can’t sit around, cry and wait for you

In the future we might get another chance
Maybe, it was just a short romance
Then what I’m feeling is really wrong
I felt I had to write this...
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posted by disneyworld007
Swing, Batter, Batter, Swing!
Putting my weight on my right foot, the foot closest to the catcher. Leaning back re-gripping my bat. I watched as that black haired pitcher powered up her pitch, rocking back and forth on her heals, taking in her luva now to her side and starting the wind-up. 'This is it,' I thought to myself, now taking the best grip on my bat, 2 balls and 2 strikes have passed por this plate and I am not letting this pitcher strike me out, or walk me! I got ready the ball was realeased, and I heard the 'ump' say "Ball Outside".
I stepped out of the batters box, and took a couple...
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posted by samuraibond005
Yaouta lived on a farm in Missouri, he had only recently graduated high school, had a pilot's license, and even a couple of airplanes used in war. He had an old A6M zero that belonged to his rich father, grandfather, and his great grandfather before him. His father was assassinated por a rival corporation (His father owned a wealthy publishing corporation) and the corporation decided to target his family afterward. 5 black cars pulled up in his front yard, though the yard was big enough to hold just about 10 times as much. Yaouta's younger brother, who was 15 at the time, walked out to greet...
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posted by Me_Iz_Here
A/N: I've gotten a few título suggestions, but for now I'm just gonna keep it to Stay and Run. And this chapter has a lot of unnecessary details and unrelated dialogue, the first few chapters will, I just wanted to get the general idea of the girls' life.
Prologue: link

1: An Average dia in Spencer’s Life

Spencer sat at her desk. Tomorrow was her twenty-second birthday. The first of the girls’ birthdays with estrela missing. Spencer had been sad ever since she disappeared. estrela was one of her best friends. And after losing three when they were recruits, she couldn’t take it.

There was a lot...
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posted by coolie
Step, creak, step, creak! the floor boards speak to me as I slowly tremble on its hard, splintery wood. Each step feels so daring. I feel danger crawling up my dangling spine. Thump, thump, my coração tries to refuse to my wishes of moving forward. Nothing has happened so far.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the assento as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My coração starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing por my house.