Flair sat at the topo, início of a 20 story building, her legs dangaling over the edge. She smiled and closed her eyes as the breeze flowed through her hair. She had on a black crop topo, início with the words 'love life' written in gold cursive letters across it and had on black skinny jeans. She wore black high topo, início converse and a black chain colar with a charm on it. She looked out over the city and sighed. A few tears rolled down her cheeks and fell to the ground below.
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Lane was walking down below a tall building. He felt something wet hit his arm and he curiously looked up. He could barely make out the girl sitting ontop of the building. He climbed the fogo escape and silently walked up behind the girl. Then he sat down seguinte to her.
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Flair looked at the boy who had just sat down seguinte to her.
"Oh Lane..." she said quietly. She wrapped her arms around him and cried silently into his shoulder. Lane wrapped his arms around her and gently stroked her hair.
"Everything is gonna be okay, Flair." he said softly."I promise."
Comment and tell me if I should write the seguinte chapter.
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Lane was walking down below a tall building. He felt something wet hit his arm and he curiously looked up. He could barely make out the girl sitting ontop of the building. He climbed the fogo escape and silently walked up behind the girl. Then he sat down seguinte to her.
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Flair looked at the boy who had just sat down seguinte to her.
"Oh Lane..." she said quietly. She wrapped her arms around him and cried silently into his shoulder. Lane wrapped his arms around her and gently stroked her hair.
"Everything is gonna be okay, Flair." he said softly."I promise."
Comment and tell me if I should write the seguinte chapter.
1st Person = I, we, me, us, my, mine, our, ours. 2nd Person = you, your, yours. 3rd Person = he, she, it, they, him, her, it, them, his, her, hers, it, their, theirs.
First person composição literária is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). You use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to you themselves.
Second Person
Third person is the exact opposite. Instead of the character talking to you, the narrator is talking about the character. Your main words are "You", and "Your."
Third Person
Third person is almost similar to segundo person. The narrator is talking to you, but instead they use words like "He", "She", "It", and "They." Third person books often have the most detail.
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this my poem...I just wrote it randomly...Don't know if it's any good...what do you think?
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If you amor him,
Tell him so.
If you amor him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I amor you,
I’ve told you so.
And if you amor me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I amor you,
I’ve told you so.
And if you amor me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if you amor him,
Tell him so.
If you amor him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
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If you amor him,
Tell him so.
If you amor him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Don’t hide away,
Wishing all day,
Don’t hide away,
Just come out and say.
“Yes, I amor you,
I’ve told you so.
And if you amor me,
Please don’t go.”
“Yes, I amor you,
I’ve told you so.
And if you amor me,
Please don’t go.”
“Please, please,
Please don’t go.
Please, please.
Please, please don’t go.”
So, if you amor him,
Tell him so.
If you amor him,
Tell him not to go.
The very worst,
He can do,
The very worst,
He can do is say no.
Little raindrops shiny,silver,
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something you can do.
Dropping silently into the river.
A girl sitting quiet,alone,
Her smile is fading,her hope is gone.
It faded really long ago,
That sounds sad,i know.
She quickly wipes away a tear,
It's her secret so no one can hear.
She secretly cries every night,
It's her fate,so she cant fight.
She touches a raindrop and goes back inside,
She is so lost,she's losing her pride.
All she asks for is a friend,
Someone to be there and understand.
So help her to make her dream come true,
There's always something you can do.
what I'm composição literária isn't exactly an artigo , but I hope you will enjoy it ^_^ ..
Girl; Do I ever cruz you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do you like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do you want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me or you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason you never cruz my mind is because you are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like you is because I amor you .
*The reason I don't want you is because I need you .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you .
*The reason I chose my life is because you are my life .
Girl; Do I ever cruz you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do you like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do you want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would you do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me or you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason you never cruz my mind is because you are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like you is because I amor you .
*The reason I don't want you is because I need you .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you .
*The reason I chose my life is because you are my life .
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!
I remember the dia I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for you love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place you could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with mais fogo then you could ever imagine.
mais passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the dia I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basquetebol, basquete coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for you love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place you could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with mais fogo then you could ever imagine.
mais passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the dia I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basquetebol, basquete coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
