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posted by problematic124
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Chapter 3
The case of the brownie
That feeling from earlier today hadn't gone away, in fact it intensified. I was still spooked por the time I got to school.
"You okay Kyle"Fable asked as I jumped at the slightest sounds.
"Yeah just a little...jumpy"
Before Fable could ask why Mr.Derelo came in and started the class.
"Okay guys pick partners, today were going to undergo the experience of an illusion. Were going to make this classroom look like something out of the 1950's, and it's going to be a house haunted por a ghost"
"In your groups your going to write a denunciar about the ghost you guys made up and in that denunciar write about their lives, how they died and etc."
As soon as Mr.Derelo finished we all went looking for partners.
Fable held out her hand in a high five clap that meant 'partners' so I clapped her hand and then we went to Tweety's mesa, tabela were her and Owen was waiting.
At lunchtime Owen started bragging on about our ghost story how it was movie material and then told them how she died in gruesome detail until Ariel told him to shut up.
While they argued I went to the utencil's area to get myself a fork.
Unlike other cafeteria's ours has a comida area and a utencil area which is probably a sneaky way to make us exercise more.
In the untencil's area there's also the snacks and better drinks so after my fork I got an laranja soda. I turned and walked right into Aurora.
"Get out of my way" she said harshly pushing me aside.
"Sorry didn't see you there"
"Well of course you didn't"
"Hi I'm Kyle"
"And I want you to get lost"
"Nice necklace"
Aurora's eyes widened a bit but she turned hard again "thanks now move"
"I'm in your way again!"
"Yes"
"Fine" I said heading for the brownies
Aurora went and took an laranja soda while I looked around in case anyone was watching then took a bite out of my brownie.
Yuck!
Good thing I didn't buy it yet it had peppermint. Peppermint! Why can't I just read the signs. I dropped the brownie and went to the paying place.
I know I litered but seguinte time I won't.
One of the staff ladies was carrying a bucket of water and I looked just in time to see her trip over the brownie the bucket flying out of her hands.
Which flew into the air and landed right on...yep you guessed it Aurora.
Her makeup started running and she started screaming something while other people started laughing. She ran to the bathroom which luckily was close.
Well I didn't laugh, for one thing I was shocked. Only one word going over and over in my head:oops!
added by omeed
Source: amor
"Hello." "Hey long time no talk." "Yea, no, kidding." "Why, do you call today?' "Well, you know I just need help finding my best friend." "Don't worry sweetie you found him. He miss you tons." "Really, I wish he knew how much I miss him." "Sweetie, he does. Just remember to smile for him for he smiles for you." "I smile everyday because I know he care about me. Does he want to hear my new poem?" "He always wants to hear your sweet writing."

I have been very lonely since my best friend left me here, in this grove of trees. The grama has turned brown and the gravel road is now mud. We no longer...
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posted by cullens-rule
the crystal night
Chapter 3 the meeting

I woke the seguinte morning feeling dreadful I had a headache and I was still exhausted even though I had slept in.
I got up and headed for the bathroom to find it locked so went back to my room and changed into my light blue fleas and jeans, I opened the curtains and the window, I gazed out to the forest feeling empty hoping he would be their and as I thought he was nowhere is sight, I herd the lock relies on the bathroom and grabbed a towel.
Once I had finished drying and brushing my heir I took the towel downstairs and put it in the wash pile mum came into...
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How To Create A 12 Sequence Screenplay Outline and Why It Works por Gary Goldstein via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by hgfan5602
I don't believe you.
I really don't
After all these years
This is what you give me?

Why did you break up with me?
I don't understand.
You were so close with me
And then that tech freak came by
And you left me.
You abandoned me.

Why did you dump me?
Such a close friend of mine.
Laughing with me all these years
Crying with me.
Now, you leave me.

Why?
I don't understand anything that happened.
Why can't happy things happen
In this world?
Why do things have to be so sad?

I can't accept that it happened.
Because I am still a close friend
Of yours
But I can't accept the facts.
I just can't.
The girl steps back and looks away for a moment.
    “I apologize, my name is Amelia. What are you called?”
    Re-boot. “My name is Zero.”
    “Zero, will you cadastrar-se me in the battle against Ragnarok?”
    I hesitate. Ragnarok? Could this really be the end of days? These creatures, I know they’re powerful, but are they really capable of destroying everything? Hehehe, well, at least I won’t be bored fighting them. I straighten my back and say: “Yes, I will cadastrar-se you in preventing the end.”
                        /////...
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I never thought it could possible happen to us here in Salem, a boring town in New England; but it did and the consequences from the action executed were fatal.

My senior year, I had high hopes. It was going to be the best ano of high school. I wasn’t going to deal with crazy obsessive drama I usually dealt with every year; I was going to have fun, party, celebrate my last ano of high school; then on to collage.
My best friend Nick and I were going to go to Chester Collage together. Sure we hadn’t been accepted in yet and we hadn’t sent in our applications, but it was our senior year,...
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posted by Lore_Master
Laying there stareing at the ceilling with the smell of bacon, toucinho engulfing his nostrels he kept trying to figure out
where he had smelled it before, the hero scratched his nose as he looked over at the door seeing if the women was
still there... she wasn't, "Ah now is my chance." snickered the hero working his way to his feet, surpriseingly it
wasn't hard getting to his feet, he creeped to the cozinha door pearing in to see if anyone was around, he scanned
the cozinha searching for the mouth watering smell. He danced lightly across the cozinha floor with a big grin on
his face seeing the bacon...
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posted by StarGirl1721
When you hope,
You expect and wish,
You have a feeling for wanting,
Your desires to be filled,
You don’t want them killed,
Hope makes you stronger,

We live to hope,
Hope is what keeps us going,

Keep it sealed,
Let it be healed,
Like it’s your shield,
Sometimes it’s your battle field,

Keep hope close to you in life,
Sometimes you need to rethink twice,
For hope is unstable,
It comes and goes,

Hope is a special gift,
Not everyone knows,
If they do, they don’t bother to show,


Some of us want to lose hope,
Some of us want to regain hope,

Some think it’s a useless tool,
Yet they’re the ones blind,
Who won’t come to mind?

You and I, we all need hope,
No matter how far we seem from it,
It will find us one day,
For hope will come to us,

Wish and desire you coração out,
Keep in mind,
Don’t back away;
You know what you want,


Keep hoping till the END……
posted by para-scence
Later, Blair got us a lot to eat. I was so thankful; I don't think I'd ever eaten that much comida in one sitting. She let us take showers as well. I was eager to get rid of the dirt and crap. James went to work, but Blair stays home. Jori went off to school. I was kind of fascinated with that. I wanted to ask her what it was like; I'd stopped going to school in third grade. I had no idea what middle school, let alone high school was like. And Sage had never been to school a dia in her life. Good thing Paige was such a good teacher.

"Do you girls need anything?" Blair asked. I was pretty much...
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Chapter 4

The Beginning of Mission


Jason was in a strange little futuristic town. It was dark at night, there were odd blue lights glowing all around him, and there were barely any buildings. As he walked he heard a voice. It was slightly squeaky, the sound echoed. Although, when Jason made a sound, the same volume and pitch, there was no echo. (Just a plain voice.) Strange, Jason thought. Something strange is going on, and I know it, eagerly thought Jason. Jason heard the same squeaky sound again. Now from all directions, Jason could hear the voice. He attempted facing a different direction....
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posted by greenstergirl
 if this girl was wearing modern clothing do u think she would suit Janie better than my drawing? (No duh!!)
if this girl was wearing modern clothing do u think she would suit Janie better than my drawing? (No duh!!)
Danny:

I grabbed my rosa, -de-rosa and green duffel bag off the wooden shelf beside my green bed.

I was inside the earth elemental árvore house where all the earth elementals sleep if they are staying in the BOES over night. Marcus, Brenna, and I were supposed to be sleeping but we all weren't. We were running out to go find Janie. We weren't supposed to leave.

After pulling on skinny jeans and a green Nike camisa I was ready. I woke up Marcus after I had pulled on my brown converse and jacket.

"wha....what is it Danny?" He asked impatiently while rubbing his eyes. I ruffled his black hair.

"Get up meat head...
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posted by ryans_love
Temporary Home

    For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are anjos who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to mover on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before you can say “Thank you” or “I amor you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
posted by HarryPLover
friends Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.

I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.

Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.

friends don't back stab you.
friends don't talk behind your back or be pissed off at you when they feel like it.

Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all friends for never.
When we need to go back to being friends FOREVER!
How To Make Readers Care About The Stories You Write - Alan Watt [Founder of L.A. Writers' Lab] via FilmCourage.com.
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What It Really Means To Write For Money - Andy Guerdat via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by ZekiYuro
My Name's Jon,And This Happened To Me When I Was On Holiday In Seville,In The South of Spain.


I was having a coffee in a bar when a man came up to me.He was quite smartly dressed,and he looked very respectable.'Do you speak English?'he asked.He definitely wasn't Spanish,but I'm not sure where he was from.'I'm very sorry to bother you,but I have a serious problem,'he continued.'I'm here on a business trip,and I've lost my briefcase-it had my passport,my wallet,my money,my credit cards,my mobile,my address book,everthing.Could you help me?I need to borrow 60 euros to get the train to Madrid-my...
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posted by ZekiYuro
OK,now the painting we are looking at now is por the French painter Toulouse-Lautrec.
The painting is called At The Moulin Rouge.As you probably know The Moulin Rouge is a nightclub in Paris.Maybe some of you remember the film Moulin Rouge?In the 19th century,the nightclub was very famous for its beautiful dancers and singers.
Toulouse-Lautrec did a lot of paintings and posters of the Moulin Rouge.He especially loved painting the dancers.And in these paintings he sometimes included his friends too.
In the middle of the picture there are 5 people who are sitting at a mesa, tabela having a drink.The woman...
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