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posted by fangs286
I ran as hard as i could, my feet smaking the ground, crushing leaves and twigs.
I heard my own breath ragged but i kept running. David had already been taken and so had Amy but i wasn't giving up that easily. I threw another look over my shoulder, even though i didnt hear anything. Of course there was nothing there.
They were to smart for that.
In my haste, i tripped over a árvore that had fallen. i tried to scramble back up, but i hard set of arms grabbed my shoulders. I screamed, but i knew that no one would come for me. So when the hand clamped over my mouth i stopped my protests. Of course my attacker whipped me to face him, but i slammed my eyes shut and turned my head away.
"Carter. Look at me."
"NO!'
i felt cold fingers against my cheek. Even though i tried to rip my head away from them, it was to no avail.
"Open your eyes Carter."
i did what i was told. Of course he stood there looking at me, but instead of feeling encantada like Amy had with him i felt a burst of disgust.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME?!"
"Carter i tried to stop them, i really did-"
"Sure. I should have known better to trust a stranger. All my friends and i wanted was directions, not death!'
The strange boy looked at me. I knew he would look at first. My pure white hair and rosa, -de-rosa eyes. i really hated being Albino. I would get stares from anyone, anywhere for something i was born with.
But this boy was odd to look at as well. His hair fell to his ears in golden curls that looked soft enough to sleep in. His eyes were an odd shade of blue, like the sky.
"I'm truley sorry. My friends thought you were the enemy."
"just let me go!" i snarled pulling free of him and i sprinted away as hard and as fast as i could.

When i got back to the Plaxe, what happened seemed to real in my mind. Amy,David and i had gone out for a walk and i had gotten lost. Our cellphones had no reception so we couldn't call anyone. Thats when we had seen them. There was the boy that had followed me and then there was his nine other friends. Including him,there were five boys and then four girls. They had attacked as soon as i had told them we were lost. In the struggle i had managed to throw a few punches, but David had been thrown to the ground quickly followed por a faca and Amy's head was smashed por a heavy rock. Satisfied with what they had done, they had turned to me. That's when i ran.
Something inside me told me that these people were cunning and strange. Then something else had said who the hell cares?! they just killed two of your friends!RUN!
Finn and Marta wouldn't be happy to know that two mais of us had been killed. the Plaxe was another início that we had been moved to. All of the kids in the início had been found on the streets. There are... well were 14 of us but now there was only 12. I had been with these people my whole life. Marta told me that they found me in the ashes of an old início that had burned. we took in new people all the time. But someone almost always ended up dead. All of us had the worst luck ever.
I ran to my room, avoiding anyone in my path. when i got there i lyed down on my cama and stared at the ceiling.
That's when i remebered. How had that boy in the woods known my name?
Who were they?
Chapter 2
As i was lying on my bed, i heard the crinkle of paper under me. I pulled back the blankets to reaveal a letter. I turned it over again and again but there was nothing but my name in curvey handwriting.
posted by hgfan5602
I will remember you always.
Will you remember me?
That is a pergunta for you to answer,
And not me.

I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.

Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
You will always be in my heart.
For I know that you will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.

All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minuto of it
Is in my heart.

I will tend to the fire
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
posted by para-scence
"Thank you, miss. We'll look over your application as soon as we can," the nice receptionist smiled. I nodded thankfully. She eyed me curiously, and glanced at my application. "Um, how old are you?" she asked.

"Twenty two," I said, without breaking a sweat. I'd been prepared for that. I'm actually fifteen, but maybe I could pass for a very short, very young looking adult. She nodded, but since she had no proof I was lying, she let me go. I walked down the streets, the sun beating down on me. I could tell por the brightness in the sky, I was late. I picked up the pace, and started running. Dogs...
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posted by Kimi4312
Chapter One:Broken Hearted Boy,
In a small town texas, two twin girls named Hayley and Hayden lived with their grandparents for all their life since they were born, Hayden has long dark brown hair with red steaks and beautiful brown eyes and glowing skin, Hayley has short light brown hair and brown eyes and she look identical to Hayden as twin, they also live with their anut Alice who has blonde hair and hazel brown eyes and tan skin, the twins went to school one day, Hayley notices her twin looked so sleepy and had no sleep "are you okay?" Hayley ask Hayden "no I just had a bad dream last night"...
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A Studio Executive Told Me The Beetlejuice Script Would Ruin My Career por Larry Wilson via FilmCourage.com.
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CHAPTER 1



I opened my light blue eyes to buttery sunshine flooding through my window; no surprise despite the fact it was December 7. I live in Atlanta, Georgia, an always warm, always sunny place. The trees were always a brilliant green, the air always warm, and clouds rarely blocked the sky.
I detested it. Nothing against Atlanta itself, it was just too green, too bright, too hot. . . The air was thick and the humidity was high, and the unforgiving sun constantly beat down on my forehead. Maybe it's just me, but I fail to understand how anyone could possibly live in a place with even this...
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posted by fly210
Liz's grandma had died last night. Liz was at her HUGE house on long island. Just then her family was called in to the house. Liz's Grandma's will had been read and her grandma had left her family the 200 acor house! Liz had always liked the house. It was big with a thach play house and 3 log cabens to play in ,a big lake and pool, a forest that went around the property, a rose garden, a walled garden and a maçã, apple orcherd in back. Not to mention a few other things. Her family went início that night knowing they would mover in to the house. Liz would not chang schools because the house was so close...
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posted by potterrox
As twilight fell over Paris, it was as though reality loosened its hold. The ancient and modern buildings battled for domination of the street, and of one’s senses. The juxtaposition of old and new was on the precipice of being overwhelming. We were all caught in limbo between the past and present.

Limbo wasn’t a good place for me. My thoughts sprang out and ranged in all directions, with nothing solid to contain them. There were no comforting boundaries in the area between dreams and reason, and nowhere to hide.

I told myself that I shouldn’t the horizon, that I don’t need boundaries,...
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Hannibal Lecter Is Not The Bad Guy In The Silence of the Lambs por Scott Myers via FilmCourage.com.
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composição literária Dialogue Is Instinctual por Erik Bork via FilmCourage.com.
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What It's Like To Pitch A Movie Idea To Ridley Scott por Corey Mandell via FilmCourage.com.
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What Do You Want Your Life To Be When You Look Back? por Chapman universidade Professor Paul Joseph Gulino via FilmCourage.com.
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conselhos To A Screenwriter Working On Their First Script por Peter Russell from STORY EXPO 2014 via link For mais videos, please visit link
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posted by SisterOfThalia
I'm not very good at poems, but hgfan5602 is so inspiring that I had to give it a try. I graduated another school the other dia (I won't say what grade) and I'll be going to another school seguinte year. A lot of my friends are going separate ways. So I wrote this. I hope it's good, it's my very first poem in a long time.

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It hurts to let go
But I have to
Because it can't last forever
Nothing can

I wish I could hold on
And think of everything we've done together
As a family
The family we've been all these years
So many years
So many memories
Killed in the blink of an eye
Yet lasting
Hanging on
Surviving

Our...
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posted by Seastar4374
(warning this first part is going to be a little graphic so please do not denunciar this if you are going to be a hater just leave this artigo right now)

"Come on get down on your knees now!" "No!" is all I could scream to him. He has held me here for three months now and I could tell why now. All the molesting, all the nice treatment, lead up to this moment here and now. He was planning rape. He shoved me onto my hands and knees and all I could let out was a cry. "Oh shut up it'll be over before you know it" He says as he stands over me his legs holding my hips so I can't try and crawl away....
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posted by tigerseye43
THis is just a fiction amor story i made myself.....Enjoy :)


Once upon a time there was a couple dating.Their names were Courtney and Jake. They were so happy together but Jake had a secret. He was secretly dating another girl, Ariel. One night while Courtney was at jake's apartment she heard Jake's phone buzz indacating that he had gotten a text. Jake was in his room so she decided she would look at the text.When she read it, she was heartbrocken.
It said, "Hey jakey when you are done with Courtney come to my place, i have somthing for you."
When Jake come into the living room, he was greeted...
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posted by iluvPrinceMJ213
It wasn’t a surprise when me and Kaden were almost struck por lightning AGAIN! Zeus was the god of the skies and he hated us. It wasn’t our fault our mom had a vengeful personality or that Zeus couldn’t keep his pants up. I can never decide who has mais blame but if they weren’t like this I wouldn’t be alive. I was the only one of Apollo’s kids to have the sun power which meant I warmed up faster so I easily dried after me and Kaden jumped in the lake to avoid the lightning. But Kaden was still soaked to the bone and some how his black hair and dark blue eyes seemed darker making...
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posted by ilovehouse345
In Bester Middle School there are things you should know and things you should not.
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"Alexis",said her teacher mr.trumpower "You havent turned in the last 3 assignments."

"Sorry?"

"Have them on my escrivaninha, mesa monday morning or detention."

She nodded and walked away.Mr.Trumpower was genrally a pretty cool teacher,not to nice but not to mean,just very stern.

"What was all that about?" asked Alexis's best friend Heather

"Nothing just havent turned in work."

"Oh well you should get it in,dont want him in a bad mood monday."

"Since when have you cared about work?"...
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posted by TDIlover226
Eddie Krinshaw walked down the side walk of the Ulysses S. Grant comunity park. It was almost dark and the sun was starting to set. He needed to get início before his curfew, or his parents would get mad. He walked through the park gates, then across the rua to his house. Just as he was getting ready to do his homework, there was a pounding on his window. He waited until the pounding stopped, then he opened the window to see his friend Vincent Samson standing there with a dart gun in his hands. "What are you doing!" said Eddie. "I found this cool construction site down town" said Vincent.
"And...
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