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posted by madening_mahem
 Example of the 'Dark Figure'
Example of the 'Dark Figure'
Somewhere in ancient Japan...
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of mais to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder her. He looked into her eyes, and realized he couldn't move. Was it because he'd been exposed or because of some unknown force, but as he stood there, the blood of the corpse he'd just killed still dripping off the weapon, he couldn't take his sight off of her eyes. Something about her eyes that paralyzed him, so glassy and pure, the essence of innocence, but also terrified. He had managed to take his sight away from her only to realize he had paused for so long that the girl had run past him and reached to outside. He thought that surely one left alive isn't a threat. and he left.

..."What was that?" he thought as he headed back to his hideout,"Never have I experienced the sight of such innocence leaving a child's eyes. But, there seemed to be something more. Before Now, Nothing could stop me in my tracks like her stare"...

...In the morning he would awaken to learn the family he slaughtered, was no ordinary clan, but one of great power, in which he was advised to lay low...

...and in the midst of this information, his thoughts came to that night, and that girl, and what she'd done after she escaped him...

...the curiosity overwhelmed him, so he would find out the seguinte day...
 Example of the Hidout. (During the dia anyway)
Example of the Hidout. (During the day anyway)
posted by ellie_bellie135
Anger

I’m Furious
But words can’t describe what I’m feeling now.
The sheer frustration cuts through me like a blunt knife, too cowardly to take it’s annoyance to the seguinte level.
It stays, inkling away at me, making me feel mais hopeless every second.
Hopeless, because the mais this white anger burns away at me the mais I want to hurt something.
But the mais I destroy, the mais they seem to mock me.
I beat my face as hard as I can, but I have been numbed por my rage.
I run outside and scream as loud as I can. I curse. Words have failed me. I am at the mercy of filth.
I look for things to ruin....
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posted by Cullens4eva
I was sitting their seguinte to the ocean. Did i really want to do this? Kill myself? I sat wondering, i loved them too much, mais than my own father. He'd destroyed my life in so many ways for once i was happy and he had to ruin it.
-----------(3 months earlier)------------------
I skipped down the stairs into the kitchen, banging on Katie and Sam's doors on the way. It was the first dia of term, and i hadnt seen Josie, Faye and Evie in soooooo long. The six weeks had been lovely dad had taken us to Paris for 4 weeks. it was lovely exploring the city and the country. but id missed my friends too...
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posted by Cullens4eva
amor you forever is about a girl who lives in a town, and has a few friends, she is every teachers "Perfect Student". A new boy and his sister mover to town, and they fall in love. her father doesnt approve of the boy. the girl and boy plan to run away 2gether with his sister and her boyfriend. but her father makes her mover towns. she is forced 2 go 2 a all girls school, she is lost and alone, so she turns 2 suicide. the boy and his sister find her and they take her out of school and run away 2gether and promise to amor each other forever. but her father finds out and shoots the boy, the girl is in pain and so is his sister so they run away from their lives and live new ones, under false identities, until her father finds her and kills both of them. (btw the father is crazy)

ok so now i need ur opinions. is it 2 borin, or does it have a chance...
please tell me your true opinions.
posted by Sylar-Gray
i am PLANNING on writting a series of books. this is the prolog of the first book that kinda starts in the middle of the story. later in the series is the prequal on how Hayden meets Griffin...please read and comment on how you like it. thank you

Prolog
One sentence descries my life. In amor with a Vampire. Now this may seem like the typical “girl falls in amor with Vampire and live happily ever after” type of thing but that would be the wrong way of putting it. Its mais like “girl falls in amor with a Vampire and her life goes all screwy and she ends up in an alternate Universe.” type...
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posted by KatiiCullen94
OK!!! I KNOW THAT FOR SOME WHO WATCH skins THIS IS INSPIRED por NAOMI AND EMILY BUT IM CHANGING SOME THINGS!!





"Skyla! are you coming or not!" Gigi caught me in my glance.
her arm caught a good grasp on my and i felt her strong tugs, but i just diddnt move.
"Skyla! come on you little Durry!" And as usuall her little mouth in used in every emotion. If Gigi haddnt of been my twin and i haddnt of loved her, i would fiecy hate her,and outsiders do.

i was distracted, i diddnt want to mover from my view. She was beautiful! The new girl. Kristen.
"Hello!!! staring at old Jekins ayee? if i dont say so...
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posted by EmoKidSteven
i cant take any more
of these drugs.
the poison,
attacking at my veins,
fogo spreading through,
cant breathe.
but i need these,
and i must feel this
in order to get better.
no matter what it takes,
i have to get over you.
and even if this is
the most irrational way
to get over you,
i still intend on doing this.
i dont care how many needles
i must pierce through my arms,
how many seizures i must suffer through,
whatever it takes.
im going to do my best
to forget you even exist.
i dont care how much cocaine i snuff,
how many pills i take,
how many cuts
slice through my skin,
or even if i end up
killing myself in the process.
i would be so lucky.
so,whatever it takes
to get over you
is the extreme
im going to have to
accomplish.
i dont care if i live,
i dont care if i die,
i dont care if all of this
is even real or not.
im just going to do
whatever it takes
to get you out of my mind.
even if i die...
posted by Karartegirl99
Once upon a time There was a girl named Abby. She loved to talk. Her teachers eventually stopped calling on her.

One day, she talked during a fogo while a kid in her class was telling her teacher where the 17 other children were.
The teacher couldn't here her, and the procurar for the children lasted twelve hours. During that time, a gang roubou five computers, three cars, seventeen dogs, and blackmailed the mayor into giving them seven grand.

Abby was expelled from the school.
When she told her parents, they imediately looked for a school for her to go to.
But the only school that gave her acceptence was the class in the juvinille deliquent center.

So she was início schooled.

But she caused her parents so much trouble that in a week they lost their all hair and were standing on the thin line between sanity and the nut house.

So they duct-taped her mouth shut.

THE END
posted by hgfan5602
As I grow to think about it mais and more, and understand it mais and more, I see that, as the saying goes, life is like a game of chess. But I have made my own saying up, which seems mais true to me. Life is like a venture into the unknown. You never know what might await you next, mais dangers, or even happy successes. But one thing is for certain, you cannot always be happy, or always be depressed. Life is like a mountain. You climb it, face all the challenges life brings you. You dump and break up, you win and make up. Things happen. You can't control it most of the time. So never blame yourself for bad things that happened to you in life. Life gets confusing a lot. But I still strive to reach my goals. Without goals, I would be like a broken-winged bird that could not fly. I would be aimless. I would not become better, build my character. Life is like a venture into the unknown, and I believe that to be true. So true.
I stand here looking at your emotionless, cold face from across this empty field. Behind me stand my most beloved people of all the world besides you with me. I can hear them breathing nervously along with mines, as I take slow, steady steps towards you. Our breaths get mais nervous as I near you. However your piercing stare will not scare me, even if this act will be the last thing I do. With each step I try to remember through hazy memories what went wrong.

Only weeks atrás you were a bubbly, lively, cheerful and friendly girl who wanted to have fun. Along with me, we were unstoppable, nothing...
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posted by sweetpea92
CHAPTER TWO
    “Ok well the whole not kicking me thing is definite progress!” I said the uncomfortable silence was killing me. His midnight blue eyes for once showed something, I couldn’t tell if it was surprise or anger, though it was probably anger. That seemed to be a common theme with him. He walked over to me and I noticed that his feet still didn’t make a sound as they brushed against the dry ground.
    “Ok,” He said, “what gave you the idea that I’m still human?” I rolled my eyes as I brought them up to meet his. “Well for...
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posted by blossomyumyum
I know I asked for too much before
I know I deserved for you to walk out the door
But you didn’t need to give it away
I promise you I’ll give it a try

You don’t have to buy my love
You don’t need to give so much
I know I asked for a lot, never seemed satisfied
The word want makes me needy
Cause you don’t have to buy my love

Wants have become a trigger
I’ll put your white string around my finger
Shouldn’t have asked
I never should’ve asked

You shouldn’t be buying love,
Don’t give it all away to me
I hope you finally see
That wanting from you makes me feel
You shouldn’t buy my love
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posted by blossomyumyum
Dear Noel,
I wish you were still here. At times I go back to when we were little- we loved to eat Push Pop Ice Cream and played in the pool every dia at summer. You were my best friend….. But we were like sisters, playing house with my little brother. Your grandmother got along with my grandmother, too- they talked to each other, and life seemed to be so easy. But then we parted por moving away. I still thought of you every day, and every night I worried that something would happen to you. But now, you’ve left us all, and gone on to a place only you and your sister know about, along with...
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posted by graystone
I don't remember how long I've been running on the open grounds. It does seem long enough. But I was determined,devoted. Up above me,I noticed the jet planes streaking through the blue-black sky. I did not care. I did,but I'm not going to pay any mais attention to it than the sinking feeling of hopelessness that wrapped my mind. The grounds were filled with rocks and sharp stones. Any other day,I would have bothered to watch my way trying not to fall onto the sharp stones which threatened to tear my skin,but not today. No,not today...
There were sirens screaming faraway,in my direction and...
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posted by problematic124
****Please don't copy, Enjoy!****
Chapter 1
The new girl
The first thought that came to Phire's mind of the new início she was ment to live in for the seguinte four years was how strange. Her new hometown looked like something from a movie or a magazine.
If Phire hadn't known that she was in Open fields she probably would have mistaken this for L.A. or even Hollywood.
Everywhere Phire looked there was always something there. Whether it was stores or houses or even forests, it all looked perfect. What was funny was that Open Fields didn't even have a single farm. Nothing personal to the place but with...
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Max's POV
I ran into my room crying. My head and my coração ached. I thought it was clear I loved Fang, but I guess he didn't know. I saw him beijar a blonde haired tramp at school today. I fell on my cama and burried my face in a pillow. I cried.

10 minutos later

I heard my door open, but I didn't dare to look. I knew who it was and I didn't want to talk to him. Fang sat down seguinte to me and stroked my back.
"Max what's wrong?" He said, worriedly. I just shook my head.
"What's wrong?" I took my head out from under the travesseiro and stared daggers at him. I didn't care my mascara was running or that...
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1) Girls (at the age of 15 or so) think about sex just as much as guys do... The only catch is some of us think about it for the emotional parts, and some of us like it for the physical parts. You'd be surprised who is in which group.

2)If you like us, tell us. Do not be worried about what we'll think, because we are flattered no matter if we like you or not.

3) Most of the time girls are 99% sure when a guy likes us. The only way to be 100% sure is if you tell us.

4) For some strange reason I've always found myself to become attracted to guys that like me. (Unless they're super creepy and stalk...
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posted by dawnisbeauty
She sat there,at the foot of the bed,holding the book in her trembling hands.Rain fell,slamming against the window.The room was cold,dark,gloomy despite the bright blue of the walls.Somehow,blue didnt seem so bright anymore..not without her wide dimpled smile to liven it up.Lisa...the name filled her mind,sending little pinpricks of raw pain throughout her body.Lisa,bright thrteen ano old Lisa,her only little sister was gone.Tears spilled from Jane's eyes.She looked out the window.Max was standing in the porch,his handsome face tight with concern.Somewhwere in her mind,she,Jane knew it was...
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