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She fell to the floor and wept, and the jar shook
The dia ended on a cold note for the cold night
He had her coração sealed in a jar, fragile and trapped
Until he had his moment and let go
With little strength, she had saved it and ran
She had ran until the darkness was unbearable,
As she wept, the jar shivered in her arms

Her dark blue eyes were drenched
And her mind was a dark, narrow corridor.
Her heat prolonged in entrapment,
Torturing her unknowingly with each eternity-like moment.

Finally, she ceased her overwhelming emotions,
Now silent and pondering
Distracted, the jar fell, and shattered at her feet
He’s gone. He’s gone! The words danced in her mind.
Her coração was free, and she was free

She got to her feet, no longer stumbling
And the shattered jar crunched under her feet
There was no mais pain.
~~~~~~~~
...Yeah, I know it kinda sucks. Like I said, first attempt. :/
posted by egyptprincess7
So this is my first story that I made in quite a while. So enjoy! Feel free to give me any hints on how to make it better.

    “Come on Alice! Wake up, you’re going to be late for school!” Mary, my older sister, yelled. She’s in charge of having to wake me up for school. I feel really sorry for her half the time but then again she gets to wake up earlier than me. I looked over to the door and there she still stood, her face red like a tomato. “I’m up! I’m up! Man, why do you always have to be so loud in the morning?” I whined, annoyed that she woke me up from...
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Most Important Event In Every Movie Is 'The Point Of No Return' - Jill Chamberlain via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by fangs286
Jacob part 1

have you ever had a secret? the answer is probably yes. but have you ever had a secret that you could never tell anyone?that if you did, it would effect thousands,billions of people? no. you haven't. that is the weight i carry on my shoulders. it is the weight carried por people. Many people. across the world. i am one of many that are different then other people but yet the same.i wish to be what is around me. only a few are like me. i want to have a friend in this world that is like me. Someone who understands the pain and constant despair, even when i feel happy. You are probably...
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Chapter 1
I was sitting in a prison. A prison where everyone here hates me, well almost anyone. I’m staring out the window when I should be focusing on the boring math page on my desk. Mother has been worried recently about my grades, like she cares anyways; it burned my coração when the thought settled. Leaving an empty feeling in its place. Ever since Dave, (my mother’s boyfriend) moved in things have gotten a lot worse. He still beats her, She still swears he loves her, and I still sneak out at night alone. Just to get away from the screaming and crying that they do. I began to forget what...
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posted by ZekiYuro
A British couple went to France for the day-and they got início seven days later.
Everything began well for Mr and Mrs.Long on their dia trip to France.They went por train from Londres to Dover and got the ferry to Boulogne in France.
They went for a short walk around the town but they got completely lost.'We walked and walked,'said Mrs Long,'but we couldn't find our way back to the ferry port.'They walked all night and finally a motorist picked them up and drove them to a small village.Here they caught a train to Paris.Their plan was to travel from Paris to London.But they caught the wrong train...
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I come início and their fighting.
I hate it! I want to tell them to stop.
But I cant, because Im stuck in the middle.
They tug me, playing with me.
I cant handle the pain!

When I go to school no one can see my pain.
I fake my happiness.
I want to go hide in a corner and cry.
But I cant.
Because no one lends a shoulder to cry on.
My friends dont understand!

I come início again, and my parents pull me.
Ripping my coração like a angry raven.
My siblings, they... they... leave me there. Alone.

I feel alone.
Deserted.
No where I feel happy.
Because Im alone.
Why cant anyone see?
Why cant my parents stop fighting?
Why cant my friends lend a hand?
Why cant my siblings pull me to my feet?
Why am I alone?
posted by sonicfanAG
Sometimes you may have friends that talk about being Lesbian or gay or bisexual is just nasty and plain gross,but It's not nasy at all.It's your personality and you control it no one else.There's no problem for being that.If you are then well i hope you have friends who apprecite who you are and how your like. My best friend is a guy and yes I have a crush on him but Just today I found out that he was bisexual.At first I was shocked but the truth is that I don't really care.I amor him just they way he is and he will always be the best's friend i could I have ever had.He's special to me and...
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posted by unknownK5
Far far away is a big beautiful forest with all kinds of trees and small, but sparkly cool water. There is a big white house with red flores on the window shelf’s and a big garden and playfield on witch are two blue swings, por them there is also a yellow slide and por the garden there is a big pool. In that house lives a girl, her parents (Margaret and Bob) and her three years older brother Ben. The girl's name is Julia.
When Julia was young she was a normal girl. When she was 1 ano old she learned how to talk. por two years she learned how to walk and after that she learned how to ride a...
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posted by fanfangirlfan
Clean- 20 years later-ish

Kelly

You probably would never guess that I was in a rehab centre at 17. But I was and I’ll never forget it. I’ll always remember the stupid things they thought would fix us like art therapy and addiction themed movie nights. I remember Shirley. I remember Jason, Olivia, Christopher and Eva. They were my cure. Even though they were as fucked up as I was, maybe more, they taught me everything I needed to know to change into this woman I am now. I am a business woman. I work long hours and the only stress I have now is from work. Not from needing a drink or a line...
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posted by Pixalfirebolt
My name is Max. I'm 14. Right now, you're probably thinking, "Okay.. What type of opening is that?" Well, it's mine. Deal with it. I've been through a lot, so cut me some slack. Let's get to the point. I'm different. Not like, I have a purple Mohawk and over 50 piercings different, mais like I have 14' of bird wings stuck to my upper back, different. I know, no need to think it, IT ISN'T MY FAULT, OKAY? There is 5 mais like me, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy (The Gasman), and Angel. We are all... Well, unique like that. We each have our own, original, personality. Me, I'll get to that later. Let's...
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posted by HouseMindFreak
Chapter 19






Sitting on the porch in the late evening for BJ was her only time to get fresh air and some decent time away from Cayden. In the mid-summer it was warm and pleasant outside at night but tonight it was unusually chilly. BJ wrapped her arms around herself feeling a chill run through her body. The air felt thick but it wasn’t humid it was…tense. The sky was preparing for a storm. A rumble of thunder rattled around her making her jump. She couldn’t understand why she was so jumpy, storms never bothered her but there was just something she was sensing that wasn’t right. Another...
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posted by nomblahnom
January 1, 2040

Jordan was nervous. He was about to make the biggest announcement of his career – to him anyway. He sighed deeply, waiting for his latest understudy, Samantha White, to begin the report.
“Today, on his 70th birthday, world-renowned author, Forrest Reed, has announced in a statement from his agent, Philip Conrad, that he is releasing his final novel,” Ms. White read from the teleprompter with an appropriately despondent tone, which actually appeared to be fairly genuine. She was situated in front of a ‘breaking news’ logo which rotated slowly, while dozens of books...
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posted by HecateA
-You coming? He asked. I starred at the flor he'd just tucked behind my ear and that I'd just pulled out. The petals were soft and lucious red, overlapping each other perfectly. Perfect they are. Roses. Gracious, colorful, romantic...
-Sure Dan. I said. I took his hand and let him lead me to his car. He oppened the door of the Ford's shotgun assento for me and closed it behind me; the perfect gentleman. He turned the old engine on.
-Where do you want to go eat? He asked me.
-Doesn't matter. I said, stroking the petals.
-What about Chinese? He asked.
-Chinese works.
-The place with the good eggrolls...
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posted by Funnygirl77
 Leting go of the ones you amor is like falling out of an airplane with no para shoot
Leting go of the ones you love is like falling out of an airplane with no para shoot
Nothing is harder then losing the one you love. The One person who understands you the most, The one who give anything to keep you seguro and happy even if that means losing their own life to save yours. I learned this the hard way, When a ano atrás today, I lost my parents, my brother and my sister, in a house fire.

May 19 2010 Monday 12:01 am
It's been a ano since I lost my family, and it hasn't been any easier. I have nightmares about what happen, ever nightmare is the same. It starts off with me being with my family, Everyone is laughing and having a good time, then out of no where, there faces...
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posted by hannah_vampire
I woke up and felt the cold hit me, it was a weird sensation and I felt light headed something was happening but I couldn’t work out what. It was around midday when I had decided to go and visit Blair, When I got out of my car I felt weird once again, there was a darkness around me or at least some where around here. When I got near the door, I had seen that someone had forced it
Open. I pushed the door open and run inside, ‘No no Blair’ I thought as I saw him on the ground not breathing.

I got to the início phone but it was hard to dial the number in, I was shaking violently. Oni answered...
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"Hello." I said to a boy sitting seguinte to me in English. I was hoping that they would be like Brett. This boy had purple eyes with gray flakes inside. His blonde hair was shoulder length and his bangs were covering his face.

He smiled at me. "Hey..." He said and leaned over to me. "What's your name?" He seemed pretty nice right now.

"I'm Leighton. What's yours?" I asked.

"Chase. I like your shirt." I looked down. It did look pretty nice. But I noticed that his eyes stared at my chest area for a little too long. I used my hand to cover it up. I think seguinte time I'll wear my camisa that said 'My face...
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