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posted by liviabutterfly
Chapter [#2]

Narrators POV

An old man in a capa walked into the neighborhood in which Olivia lived. Everyone stared at him as he walked around.

Olivia's POV

I smiled brightly as I dived into the ocean, "wait up!!!" Oliver laughed as my five brothers ran after me with surfboards, buggy boards, buckets for picking up sea shells, and dad brought out our special maid sandcastle buckets. They were big and made the best structures ever!!! Plus our family is known for our sand castles/structures. I smiled and dived down, feeling the salty cold water against my skin, it's the best feeling ever. When I got up to the surface my family wasn't there, I got out of the ocean and looked around. Then a man in a capa came up to me, "Can I help you?" I asked slightly shaking a bit. Not because of the cold feeling you feel when the air blows on you after getting out of any body of water, but because of the fear I was feeling. He walked up closer to me, I dived into the water, and swam out to sea. Then I saw a fin, a tubarão fin, I screamed and swam back to shore. I was lucky I lived, I ran to my house but let out a loud scream when the man grabbed me. My family came outside and went pale, mom got the phone and called 911 but the last thing I saw and heard before the man knocked me out was, "Olivia!!!!!!!" And my parents and brothers running after me.

Narrators POV

The man came to the rough and tough city, where biker gangs, criminal activity, and the houses looked like total shit (pardon my language... but it's true) the sound of motocicletas rumbled around. But the old man soon came to a school, he walked into the school.

Jason's POV

I walked into class, "mr Johnson?" The teacher asked me, "Yeah?" I asked. "It's 4th period" she said angrily. "Yeah so what?" I asked and sat down, "you're loosing your education!" The teacher said glaring at me. "Yeah so what?" I asked again, "why were you in so late?" The teacher asked me. "My Alarm clock didn't go off, I had to take my motorcycle to the shop, I had to get my hair done, and I had to get mais clothes so I can look cool" I chuckled. "That's all mais important than school?" The teacher asks, I nodded yes. "Who's he?" Cole asked, I turned around to see an old man in a cloak. "How did you get in?" The teacher asked, the man walked up to me, "what do you want?" I asked him glaring at me. "Even when he glares he's hot" Justine sighed dreamily, I flashed a smile before turning to the guy again who then knocked me out.

Narrators POV

The old man walked to a huge huge mansion where you could hear screaming, the old man snuck through the back door.

Tatiana's POV

"I said I wanted a pony!!!!!!" I screamed angrily, "honey we looked for a pony" dad said to me. "Then why don't I have one?" I asked angrily, "the places where they sell ponies are going through a rough winter and they can't be brought to us" mom said, I let out a scream. Then a guy in a black capa walked into the room. "Who are you?" I asked him angrily, "security!!!" Dad screamed, but he knocked me out and vanished before the security guards came.

Narrators POV

The man in the capa came to the neighborhood where Cathy lived, the sound of loud screaming echoed through the neighborhood.

Cathy's POV

I ran after my cousin who was visiting, he had taken my bag of candy!!!! I screamed and screamed at him running and running. "Cathy stop being so loud!" Dad called, "then make Donny give me back my candy!" I called angrily. Dad came down, Donny gulped and gave me my doces back. "Thank you" I said but glared at Donny. "Now be quiet" dad said, but literally 3 segundos Donny took my hair brush and I was screaming and running. But then Donny and I stopped, there stood a man in a black cloak. "dad?!!!" I screamed, "no figure it out yourself!" He called. Then mom came back from work, she saw what was happening, she let out a scream. Then the man grabbed me "mom! Dad!" I cried. The last thing I heard before being knocked out was "Cathy!!!!!"

Narrators POV

The man in the capa came to the town where Xander lived.

Xander's POV

I groaned in annoyance when My sisters let out a loud squeal from the room seguinte to mine. It's hard being the only guy in the family, I looked at a picture of my dad and I. He and I went hiking in the woods, that was the dia before he headed into the army. Then 4 months later he was killed in while in battle, I felt some tears fall down my cheeks. He died when I was 6 and it was on my 6th birthday too, but ever since dad died it was just my mom, my sisters and me. Then there was a knock on my door, I opened it to see a man in a cloak. "Uhhh hello" I said, mom came running up quickly. Mom knows when we're in trouble. She let out a scream, the segundo I look at the guy I was knocked out.

Narrators POV

Now the man came to the village Lexi lives in, people looked at him suspiciously.

Lexis POV

my friends, Jane, Nevaeh, and Anna were over at the house for a sleep over. "I brought snacks" mom said coming in with chips and humus, fruit, pretzels, cotton candy, cookies, and crackers. "Thanks mom" I said smiling at her. "No problem honey" mim said and walked out. "So do you still have a crush on Felix?" Jane asked me, I nodded yes, "then why don't you talk to him?" Nevaeh asked me. "You know I'm nervous and can get shy when I even go close to him " I sighed. "We'll help you out with that nervousness and shyness" Anna said smiling, "thanks" I said smiling. Then there was a knock on the door, thinking it was mom, I called "Come in!" But it wasn't mom It was a man in a cloak. He walked towards me, I was afraid. I scooted back, but then i was knocked out.

Narrators POV

The man in the capa came to the Big beautiful house in the country where Cameron's dad and mom bought so they could go and preform in the country performance.

Cameron's POV

I smiled brightly as I took dance lessons from my teacher. I had finished cantar lessons so I'm doing my dance lessons. "excellent Cameron" mr Francisco said smiling, I smiled back. Mom and dad then came in, "now lets practice on the stage" mom said smiling. I gulped a big, I'm very afraid to go on stage you know and I can't do anything about it. Mom and dad took me on a stage with no one there, they put música on but I was too scared to do anything. Mom and dad came on stage with me. I hugged them crying, "I can't do it!!" I sobbed. "It'll be Okay" mom said smiling at me, then a man in a capa came on stage. He threw my parents away from me and knocked me out

Narrators POV

"Last house" the man in the capa said as he came to a school, Asher's school.

Asher's POV

I smiled as I solved the hard math problem on the board, "you never fail to impress me Asher" mr Franchise said smiling. I nodded happily, but couldn't help but think about that girl at the pool. She always visits the pool, even in the winter with an indoor pool. Then the fogo alarm went off and I cheirado, cheirava, smelt smoke. Everyone walked out, but before I got to the door I was knocked out por some guy in a cloak
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posted by edencharles
Eden Brolin enacts an 18-year-old cruddy, somewhat unbalanced pixie, who along with her friends, turns out to be the target of a sorcerers’ cult. She doesn’t seem whom you would call a strong woman and its refreshing we get this in horror movies. She seems seguinte door normal unruly girl. Her character has no outstanding characteristic, the artist somehow gives her depth. We see it in her eyes and body language.
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.
posted by Firewriter
This is a new book I've been working on to help channel my PTSD. Any feedback would be much appreciated.
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Chapter One
Underground

"Get back up to South Sector now!" A man's gruff voice boomed from the walkie-talkies clipped to the belts of the grey and oliva, verde-oliva green camouflage uniforms of the handful of guards. The harsh command reverberated in the deathly silent area as an individual stealthily crept through the heap of lifeless corpses which gazed emptily at him as he reached for one guard's static walkie-talkie. Sighing heavily in exhaustion from the fight he had to put up, he kicked at...
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posted by liviabutterfly
Chapter [#2]

Narrators POV

An old man in a capa walked into the neighborhood in which Olivia lived. Everyone stared at him as he walked around.

Olivia's POV

I smiled brightly as I dived into the ocean, "wait up!!!" Oliver laughed as my five brothers ran after me with surfboards, buggy boards, buckets for picking up sea shells, and dad brought out our special maid sandcastle buckets. They were big and made the best structures ever!!! Plus our family is known for our sand castles/structures. I smiled and dived down, feeling the salty cold water against my skin, it's the best feeling ever. When...
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posted by zanhar1
It’s raining. Not like a hard rain or anything. Parker makes his way downy the highway with determination and a degree of speed that might not be exactly legal. But he isn’t going alarmingly fast. He maneuvers his car–a rather stylish Dodge Viper–into the fast lane. It isn’t the latest model but he has it painted a sleek purple some shade in between light and dark. After successfully making his pass he get back into the right lane. He’s behind a Chrysler Pacifica with a collect of bumper and window stickers.

From this he deduces that the driver is probably a futebol mom or an unfortunate...
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posted by FURRY
Coughing, struggling for air, this, this is life, always trying to find the seguinte thing to sate your interest never sitting back to relax always trying to find something new to do. This is the story of one young man destined to find something greater then life itself, greater then anything he had ever come to know or ever will know, our hero's name is Kindred Alphonz Maniker. Kindered had always been and adventurous boy, at a young age he found what seemed to be a crystal, no one in his village had seen such a thing before, it bore no resemblence to any gem they had seen before, it had an odd...
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posted by Rae-Ash
I felt them start to build up
As soon as I saw him
I put on a happy face for my mom
Because she doesn’t know
That he broke my heart
She didn’t know that I balled my eyes out
She hasn’t realized that I’ve withdrawn

He says he wants us to be friends
I could barely hold them back
He asked if I understood
And I do
But that doesn’t stop the pain and anger
I blink back the tears
And realize that I was starting to put a shield up
My shield of anger

I feel the tears
As I pray
That God will help me this time
So I don’t isolate myself again
And don’t lose myself

Tears……
They come and I can’t stop them
I hate them
They are a weakness
and I can’t stop them
posted by hgfan5602
Together, at last,
We sing in unison,
As the eagles zoom past us,
Symbolizing true freedom now.

We are together,
Not just our country,
But all the countries of the universe,
Syria, China, Germany,
Russia, Canada, Brazil,
And, of course, the United States.

I have never experienced
Such an amazing feeling
In my whole life,
As the soldiers of the universe
March past,
We are in utmost glory.

The unity of the universe,
We behold right now.
Never again, we shall quarrel,
Fighting with our steel rifles.

We will be free,
Not just blacks,
But all of us,
Together, at last.

We will be equal,
Women and...
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posted by anbonie
“Nice performance!”
“Thank you, butler!”
Servant smile to Pieter and opens the door of red Ferrari. While driving no one used to speak, until Pieter say something to his butler and bodyguard:
“Did you hear when my voice trembled? I think that was 14th song.”
“No, Sir…”
“When my father isn’t near, please call me Pieter”
“Yes, Si… I mean Pieter”
They arrived to McChink’s mansion. Servant turned engine off and ran on other site of car to open Pieter’s door, but he was too late. “I’m sorry, Sir…” said butler. Pieter sent him angry look: “I can open the door!...
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posted by DxCFan123
mês 7

Kat's POV
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"So, what's it like it heaven?" Sadao asked me while we were talking on the phone. "Well, it's like the normal world, except everyone's dead." "So, in heaven, they have this exact town?" "Yes, but there are only the souls of the deceased living there."

"This may be a personal question, but... how did you die?"

I just stood where I was, which was in front of the house, stunned. Why would he ask me a pergunta like that? "U-U-Uhm.." "Please tell me? I wont tell anyone else!" I hung up.

Sadao ran outside and up to me. "Sorry for asking that." He brought me...
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posted by DxCFan123
That whole time, I had forgot about my powers. Everything. Like I was a regular person. But that scream, it was of help. What was I gonna do? I couldn't. It would hurt him. I couldn't use my powers. But I had to. I ran out of the cave. I looked around. It started to rain. I didn't do that. I couldn't change it. If I couldn't change the weather, What would I do if I couldn't control things? I saw it. A giant monster. It threw Bruno out of it's hands and onto the rough, muddy ground. "Bruno!" I screamed. I ran over to him. He was injured with a gash in his forhead and was bleeding from the back...
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posted by darkwave
No sun--no moon!
No morn--no noon!
No dawn--no dusk--no proper time of day--
No sky--no earthly view--
No distance looking blue--

No road--no street--
No "t'other side the way"--
No end to any Row--
No indications where the Crescents go--

No topo, início to any steeple--
No recognitions of familiar people--
No courtesies for showing 'em--
No knowing 'em!

No mail--no post--
No news from any foreign coast--
No park--no ring--no afternoon gentility--
No company--no nobility--

No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member--
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds,
November!
posted by StarWarsFan7
As McKenna and I board the bus, we sit seguinte to each other in the front. "Hey, I've heard of this song!" I comment on the song that's playing in the background. "...Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6, Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6..." "Yeah...sure...whatever..." McKenna responds to me with her eyes locked on her yellow and black cell phone. "What's up?" I ask. "Nothing!" She shuts her cell phone like she's hiding gold from a bank. My cell phone ring-tone sounds. "I can't stop my feet from dancin' to the sound of his drum. I fell in amor with my Rooock god!" I press the "Answer" button...
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posted by sahour95
She had left.
She is long gone; away from everything that connects her to this cruel world, dead, buried underneath the blue, glittering waves of the ocean. Shattered into small pieces, flew away from her body, leaving deep wounds in the coração of everyone who had loved her. He would never cry enough tears to erase her memory; no tears were enough to express that endless sea of grief and sorrow he sank gradually in. He would never stand enough hours in front of her grave to grasp the concept that she won't tap his shoulder and wake him up from a horrible dream. She is... Dead.
He looked around...
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posted by Annacrombie
This chapter is a bit dark just to warn you


It was a dark night and she had just arrived início from work, she stared upon the slits across her wrists from anterior times.She blinked back a tear and looked at the door, so many times he had walked through there and now he was gone.


"Its not worth it" she said "why did it have to end this way?"She grabed a faca and tried to slit her wrist, but the faca was covered in blood and was blunt.


She walked up to the topo, início of her flat building, it was 5 stories high, if she jumped she knew she would never live "Im sorry" she whispered.
"KARA! shouted a voice...
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