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Source: Feral House
posted by username01
Emma sat up on her bed, leitura her favorito book series, "Twilight". The class seemed to drag on longer than the others. Was it because the dia was finally coming to a close, or because I was waiting for his tight fist to loosen? It never did; he continued to sit so still it looked like he- She began in her head until her phone began to ring. Emma answered it. "Hello?" She said. "Emma?" The voice on the other line asked. "Yes, Sophie?" Emma laughed. "Whats up?"
"I need your help,"
"With what?" Emma turned to the seguinte page.
"I need my medicine from the doctor. I have had.. er.. very bad heart...
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"We may consider that It's almost Impossible to get what we are asking from God Since Long.. But Its NOT always Impossible.. You got to Believe it, you Never know that You can Actually get what You desire.."

It was a Typical Sunday Morning for Me.. though It was the Valentine's dia for all Others. I was still in my cama as always as I was working late last night.. My Alarm rang so Loud & I stretched in My Bed. I knew I got to Endure this dia because we may say all the Time that We're Happy for our friends & everyone that they are so Truly in Love, But somewhere Deep inside ourself, We'll...
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posted by blackrose294
Shattered Heart


The Drunken Man​
​I am sitting in a small bar, drinking a virgin morango daiquiri, when a man stumbles towards me. He appears quite drunk, and he keeps calling out, “Marie, Marie!” I pretend not to notice, but it’s pretty obvious that his target is me. When he reaches my seat, he swallows me in a big urso hug. I hold my breath since he smells of beer, and think “Who is this man?” When he finally lets me go, he is still beaming at me, so I fake a smile and say, “Um, hi?”
​He whacks me on the back with a huge grin. “Long time, no see, Marie! Ha-ha, I just...
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The two girls went with their guardian . The tragedy that will haunt their life forever . Fortunately,their best friends ,Micheal and Theodore ,or nicknamed 'Mikey' and 'Teddy',are with them because their parents willed that those two pair should be together.

Melanie and her little sister,Bella,were in despair,until,a letter was found near their parents grave .Will it change their life forever?

After Bella's 16'th birthday,the four of them set out on an adventure almost halfway around the world .Paris,India,China and across the Pacific Ocean, just to find their true guardian and the secrets in their family and friends .

But will they succeed? Will they survive the hot and rain ?Whats the secret in the stranger?
Know one knows..

(P.S.this is my first work ,if there is any mistakes ,please forgive me.If the feedbacks is good enough ,I will write a book like this story)
posted by -Dinii-
     true story: girl likes boy. ect everything amor with all coração ect. everyone knows. she writes amor poems n everything. rumour that boy likes girl too! girl thinks its too good to be true. boy tries to talk to her. girl is too embarrassed. girl thinks boy just feels sorry for her. girl is too stubborn to be with him. one day, at a school dance, boy asks girl to dance. she refuses. boy is crushed. if she loves him so much why is she refusing??? </33 eventually boy gives up. he finds himself a new cinderella. boy is now happy. he found someone who loves him and isnt...
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posted by Kornez
The Western Tractor
por Kornez


What do you get if you cruz a cowboy who lives in the west, and a trator that he thinks is a horse?
Let's find out.

Chapter 1: Ivan

“Get your ugly lug off my lawn!” A farmer shouted at a man who was trying to lead his ovelha, ovelhas off of the farmers property.
“I will count to three, if they not off, I'll turn 'em into pillows!” The farmer shouted holding up his shot gun.
The shepherd quickly had his ovelha, ovelhas away in an instant.
“Hey kid!” The farmer shouted.
“Yeah?” The shepherd asked nervously.
“That was fun, come back again sometime, it gets rather boring...
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I woke up the seguinte day. I was always the first one to wake up in m house always have been always will be. I began to wake up and get changed out of yesterdays clothes. Sadly I didn't put on my pajamas. I Began to make my cama as the smell of bacon, toucinho led me down stairs. I went downstairs to eat. I so my dad and he gave me his forgive me look. I looked at the mesa, tabela and saw 3 bowls of cereal. "Dad where's my food?" As I said that he placed a plate with Bacon, chocolate milk, torrada, brinde drizzled in honey, and three little sausages. "Dad I-". He cut me off before I could finish. "I am so sorry about yesterday...
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so this started out like any other time you bake biscoitos, cookies except one I'm horrible at baking my biscoitos, cookies are like hockey pucks and I know that because my brother has used them in his shooting practice and they haven't chipped a bit segundo of all I was on my segundo batch and the others were right beside me so that meant I knew all annoying little bits of making biscoitos, cookies and my brother ,Jake was being so annoying even mais than the biscoitos, cookies so I nearly picked up the near por hockey stick (the house was littered with them Jake had hundreds) and bang a biscoitos, cookies against him I could Jake taught me how...
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posted by Supernatural67
Well here's a story that this girl in my class told me ages ago. Enjoy.

Kelly never enjoyed anything. The doctor said she needed some cheering up, or it could be bad.
One day, Kelly's parents took her to a dusty old toy comprar for her to pick anything she wanted. She drifted through the rows of different toys, games and bikes. Nothing here caught her eye.
Then she saw it.
It was a clown, a simple clown that was giving here the peace sign with it's fingers. Kelly laughed and picked it up.
Her parents found her, and saw that she wanted the clown badly. When they got to the counter, the woman there...
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I was in my room waiting for my mom to tell me to get ready for her to teach me. As I wait I remember Keisha. I look around my room to see if there is anything that does remind me of Keisha. Sadly everything reminds me of Keisha. Like the Bratz doll that sits on my dresser. Keisha gave it to me for my 9th birthday. It looks just like me. Then I look at my stained Cat in The Hat pillow. I remember her coming over one dia and we were hyper and we spilled a ton of cereja suco, suco de on it. We looked liked we were sorry but we were laughing so hard on the inside. I look over at my huge peixe stuffed animal...
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posted by Supernatural67
Here is a short story I thought of a couple of days ago.

Jeremy set his towel down on the chair that was beside his pool and sighed. It was around 9:00, and he knew that he had to hurry if he wanted a good swim. His brother would be getting início soon.
He dived into the pool and swam a couple of laps before he noticed it. It was a small black spot in the water. Jeremy sighed again. He would have to clean the pool again. He swam down the bottom of the pool, and as he did, the spot grew larger.
Jeremy, puzzled, swam closer to the black spot. It was so dark. It surrounded him and he panicked. Something...
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posted by Sharingan226
It was my best friend’s deepest secret, and it would be impossible to keep. Why in the world would he tell anyone that? Now I have to tell someone. He’s ruined all of our lives.
It started like any other dia in the middle of nowhere, USA, a.k.a. Johnstonburg. It isn’t even in a legal state. I was hanging out with the only other boys at my school, and my only other friends, Billy, Will, and Jake. School just ended for the summer and we couldn’t let the celebration begin without a little trouble around the town. We grabbed the pão we’d saved since the start of the last school year,...
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A very short story i wrote for my freshman english class. tell me what you think



Life, as I knew it, was only darkness. Only a large sea of smell, touch, taste and sound. From the dia I was born I was not able to see, I never saw a baseball game on a hot summer’s day, or a sunset on a chilling fall night. I’ve never seen the face of my one true love, but the one thing I dreaded every dia was I never saw the face of my daughter. I didn’t have to see to know she was beautiful; I’ve known that since the dia she was born; when I held her tiny, fragile body in my arms. The way her soft skin...
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3 stories I wrote in my creative composição literária class. Enjoy.
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No Ordinary Day
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She was no ordinary babysitter. She would
growl and hiss. Bite and snap. I came início one dia to find her trying to devour my child. I ran to the child and out of the house. To the graveyard I ran. I don't know why, but I felt seguro there. With little Lucy on my back, I walked around the graveyard only to find a suspicious grave, but it was no ordinary grave. There was a large hole right in front of it. I walked around curious to know what it...
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posted by rainchibi
The constant pecking on the window awoke me. I opened my eyes to the darkness of the room. The dark haze enveloped any sign of light, leaving only traces of thin outlines. A tinged of excitement and fear passed through me. The ticking of the clock just added to the anxiety that was crawling over me. I knew it had come, like it had many nights before. It was then I noticed that the pecking I had heard before had stopped, only to be replaced por the howls of the winter winds. I sat up to see the binds swaying back and forth. Through the cracks I saw the shadow that had awaken me many nights before,...
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posted by baemto
Chapter One


"What are you talking about?" I questioned.
Jenny shifted her skinny body toward mine. Slowly, she raised her hand to her mouth, so nobody would know what she was about to say. "I found it! You know? A place we can go camping, finally... it is near Whisper Creek?"
I just stared... what was she talking about?
What is Whisper Creek?
"...It is in the woods, but right near it there is a small area of perfectly flat land, perfect for camping. My mom said if you can, we could go seguinte weekend. Come on Annie! There will be no adults, just us! And plus, you could finally call Justin."
Jenny...
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posted by Supernatural67
Another short story I thought of.

Will was tired, really tired. He was on his computer downstairs, trying to finish his denunciar for English class. He glanced at the clock on the computer. It read 12:31. Will yawned and went back to his work.
He suddenly heard a strange sound. It was footsteps. Will knew that was impossible, as his parents were in cama and his sister at a friends house for the night.
He went back to his report. The footsteps were there again, closer. Will glanced behind him. They stopped.
He had barely pressed another key, when the footsteps were there again. And there was also a...
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posted by Attirox2
My eyes were glued to the pavement as I walked início from school. All I could feel were stinging tears falling from eyes and onto my cheeks, the rest of my body was numb. Everything around me felt small and useless. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around to be face to face with Ryan, my best friend. Or at least he was until today. He stared confused at me offering nothing but his gray eyes that were bigger than saucers. "Jenna why'd you run off like that?" He started slowly trying to hide his fidgeting; he fidgeted when he was nervous. But I couldn't even look at him all I could do...
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The Ghoul on the Moon

Ouija knows all the answers. Weird and mysterious. Surpasses, in its unique results, mind reading, clairvoyance and segundo sight. It furnishes never failing amusement and recreation for the entire family. As unexplainable as Hindu magic—more intense and absorbingly interesting than a mystery story. Ouija gives you entertainment you have never experienced. It draws the two people using it into close companionship and weaves about them a feeling of mysterious isolation. Unquestionably the most fascinating entertainment for modern people and modern life.
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