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posted by dragonrider
Alex froze up as his hunter came near him with his bag. Alex started crying again but silently. His thoughts were raging out of control Should I tell him? Nah then he'll just kill me and my family Alex looked up in time to get slapped again.
"Tell me where your family is Alex! or else," Alex's hunter roared raising his hand again
Alex started to shake bad.
"N..No I will not Dude just kill me now so at least I can be in a happy place," he said looking down his tears dripping onto the hard wooden floor
The hunter laughed a big belly laugh. Alex looked up in time to get slapped again. Alex glared...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
We both stood there in awe. I closed my eyes and then opened them again to check if he was real. He looked just as shocked as I was. He moved closer but I moved back. “Sadie, please” he begged, I shook my head. “You’re not dead” I stated, he nodded. I know it was a stupid thing to say, but at this moment it was the first thing that went through my mind. “Please, let me explain” he pleaded. I didn’t answer, I just stood there. “But, Dawn” I said, he nodded. “Dawn saw what I wanted her to” he simply said. I looked up at him with disgust. “What do you mean?” I asked...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Dawn’s p.o.v

“What?’ I asked, closing my mouth. He smiled, sending a shiver down my spine. “I need to speak to my new slayer to be” he told us. Rebecca eyed him. “Why, we have taught her the basic and the rules” she said, he now looked annoyed. Why was he doing this? I thought to myself. “Now, young ladies I would like to talk to her in private” he said, but before we could go Billy had walked in. “Derek” he simply said. My father turned to him. “Billy, how have you been?” he asked. Billy snickered. “Just great, now what do you want with Lilly?” he asked, my father...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I Wake up. I see nothing but my pale white ceiling, I want to stay here, but then I hear my name. I rush up and go to the door but then I look down and see what I am wearing nothing but my under wear and a white singlet. I get my dressing vestido and put my arms through the sleeves. I walk down the stairs and see my sister, her face is filled with anger I suddenly regret coming down. I stop walking once I reach the bottom of the stairs she walks up to me and smiled. I am confused until I realise that Georgia is here. Georgia is the goddess of music, hundreds of years atrás she was the outcast, her...
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posted by funnyshawna
Life is an iPod. The different melodies, the ups and the downs, the changes in tempo, every song, and every experience differs a little from the next. Start with the tinkling bells, meaningless lyrics, and soothing sounds of early childhood. Everything is simple; repetition, a song meant for young ears, nothing to think about, nothing to ponder, just to breathe and to live. One song flows into the next, changing subtly, barely noticed. Then the words begin to gather mais depth; the beat becomes a little faster, a little louder. The música plays, slow and monotonous during the school day, dragging...
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Who is Mary Sue, you ask?

She is a pest, a scourge, a CURSE upon the world of fiction; a dull, cliche character who mostly invades the fã fiction universe (especially in fandoms like Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter), but can also be found in original work, TV shows, books, movies, etc. In fã fiction, she's usually the fangirl's way of inserting herself in the story and pairing herself up with the cutest/hottest character. This infamous evil can be identified por the following traits:

1: She is stunningly/unusually beautiful. Oh she may deny it, claiming to be a "plain Jane" and modestly deflecting...
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posted by VampirePrinsess
I read this and had to pass it on.
my name is sarah
i am three
my eyes are swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad
i wish i were better
i wish i werent ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still wanna hug me
i cant do a wrong
i can't speak at all
or else i locked up
all dia long
when i wake up
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come home
i try to be nice
so maybe i'll just get
one wipping tonight
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from charlie's bar
i heard him curse
my name is called
i press myself
against the wall
i try to hide
from his...
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Ximena knelt down besides the majestic bed. She could no longer hold back her tears. Her hands were wrapped around the lifeless form of the Cid. The cruel wound had finally extinguished the light which had burned bright and guided the people of Valencia through the dark times. Their beloved Cid was no more.


Rodrigo Diaz de Bivar, El Cid had commanded the Spanish conquistadors against the invasion of Yusuf‘s Berber armies. A mighty leader he was, who fought with sobrenatural vigour and whose energy was transmitted to all who fought beside him. Many legendary battles he had waged and won. Undefeated...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
“Ouch!” last night I was out to long and por the time I came início I was exhausted so I just slept on my mattress that laid on the floor.
    I woke to the waves crashing onto the costa and the sun light touching my eyes. Not realizing I was on the edge of my bed, I stretched and landed on the cold floor to my two room apartment.
    I got off the floor grabbing my silk roupão de banho that was sitting on topo, início of the box seguinte to my mattress. I walked over to my living room windows and opened the shades up to reveal a beautiful ocean. The sky was clear all for...
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HEY,
I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY MY BRO DID, HOPE YOU LIKE IT


15 years ago, mankind found that there was mais than the world showed us. There was another world where creatures of all appearances were hiding, the creatures made a deal with the humans that if they let them live in the human world as normal citizens they would help the humans deal with deceases and technology. They agreed but the humans decreed that all monsters must hid in a human form, this was no shock to the creatures and it was agreed that man and monster would live as one, as long as the monsters keep their true form a secret....
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I loved her.

As much as I hated her now I had loved her then.
But I had a problem now. The hate was getting in the way of my whole life. It was like this shadow that was always two steps behind me waiting to lash out. I did what I thought would help. Ignored it. And guess what? It just got worse. It got to the point where I was cold to everyone. My friends tiptoed around me or avoided me altogether. My hatred and anger were controling my life. I should have asked for help but I was way to stubborn for that. Why would I need to talk to a shrink? They were for crazy people. So, after a few weeks...
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posted by BiteMeCullen107
It was only a couple minutos after the reception and Aunt Alice was practically jumping out of her skin. “Esme can we show them please, please, please?” Aunt Alice begged. “Ok but calm done Alice we don’t want to give it away.” Grandma told Aunt Alice. They tied a peace of cloth around Jacob and my eyes. We walked a mile and Grandma and Aunt Alice took of the blindfolds. Jacob and I stood in front of a beautiful three story house. “Grandma, Aunt Alice its beautiful. Thank you so much.” I said turning back to them giving them both the biggest hug I’ve ever given any one. They...
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This is my take on love,it came to me about two years ago,then it was just a phrase,i came up with the poem later on.:)I hope you like it,please Review it.Critisism is welcome-but no Flames pls.thanks bye!


Love Is A Tortured Soul

Love is a tortured soul.
Drenched in the bearing of it’s kind, and the lost.
For it gets lost quite easily; it’s naïve and foolish-desperate.
Love is a tortured soul.
It’s always there, waiting for you to find it in it’s dark dim home, longing for another of it’s kind to relate and confide to.
They come sometimes, or so it thinks.
It’s always being teased by...
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Alex's hunter had a name. Only one person knew his name and that was his ex wife. He was utterly baffled that Alex wouldn't crack where his family was. This was going to be hard.
Just then the door opened revealing his ex wife Melinda and his daughter Melanie. Alex's hunter felt his anger rise up into his head
"Crap Melinda why can't you bring her seguinte year?" he roared raising his fists
Melinda became furious. He knew she would be coming! "Jerry calm yourself. It's your winter to take care of Melanie. You don't want to talk to my lawyer again do you?" She asked eying him like she trapped him...
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Chapter 2 - New Boy

    I was hyperventilating as my angel walked past me on to his first class. He walked into the door of Mr. Emmi’s class, which was also my first class. I learned that my anjos name is Stefan. His sisters names were Colleen and Carmen. His brothers, Jacob and Leo.
    His voice was heavenly. Sweet and daring. He walked to the last empty desk. It was beside me. I moved my bolsa from off the desktop and smiled at him politely. His answering smile made me hyperventilate again. I could have sworn I heard him chuckle.
    We...
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After eating breakfast Jacob and I went up to our room to get dressed. Finding the closet was pretty easy because there are only two doors in our room, the bathroom and the closet. “Oh. My. Gosh. Alice went way over board with this.” Jacob said in a normal tone. I walked over and looked in the closet and she did. It was the size of my parents bedroom back at there house. Jacob and I had our own sides. Aunt Alice hadn’t put any of Jake’s or my clothes in the closet she bought all new clothes for us. We walked in to find something simple to wear but that was impossible with Aunt Alice...
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slowly climbing

inch por inch

bringing me closer

to my doom

borboletas of

anticipation

flutter nervously

in my stomach

knuckles whiten

jaws clench

what have I

gotten myself into

the suspense

is killing me

I'm going to hate it

I'm going to amor it

I might lose my lunch

but I don't care

heaven help me

here it comes...

...

I hold my breath...

...

and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
Billy’s p.o.v
“I can’t believe girls got a ghost hunt” Rocco mumbled. We were all bummed the girls always got the good cases. “Yeah, I heard it’s about a guy who had scratched on his back” Max said. I sighed. “What cases do we have?” I asked Caleb looked down at his computer. “A girl says that her boyfriend was on a hiking trip and he hasn’t called or communicated with her since last week” he said. I rolled my eyes. “Do you think there’s anything to worry about?” I asked them, they all shrugged but Caleb nodded. “Even if there isn’t we have to help her anyway”...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
I walked in and saw Dawn and Thor. I walked over and gave them both a look. “Where are mom and dad” I asked looking around the house. Dawn smile. “Still in Australia” I looked at Dawn with a confused smile. “Well then what’s going on” I asked. I was angry at Thor and Dawn and not because of Liz or that mom and dad were still in Australia, but because they weren’t telling me anything. “Well?” I asked. Thor looked at me but he didn’t smile he just stared at me. “We were told to go home, we don’t know anything” he said in a molusco voice. I heard a bang, I turned and saw...
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posted by CheeryDavis
Hi, so this is my first story put on here! It's in poem style so i thought what the feno i'll post it! so here it is:

the sky turns black and gray
all the color withers away
but in your arms i will stay
come what may

the lights could dim
the sky could fall
the world could stand still
but your arms are all i can feel
and in them i will stay
come what may

the waves come crashing
pulling me into the deep
but your arms are all i can feel washing over me
and as you pull me up and hold me close
i know that you will never let go
in your arms i will stay come what may

the sky shines bright for the first time is...
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