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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
posted by WildCherryWolf
Dear Alex,


My last letter didn't do justice to the hurt you did. Not even slightly.


For days, I would lock myself in the bathroom at lunch, and be afraid of the teasing I was subject to when I came out. Your friends were all idiots, you know that? Stealing your phone, texting me and making me feel like I had a chance.

In our last argument, you told me I lie too much. Yeah right. Everybody lies. Even you.

At one point, the pain built up, and I just had to let it pour. I hid in my room, just crying and wishing I had aimed my affection at my schoolwork, not some jerk who ruined my life.

Then, you...
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posted by para-scence
His footsteps seemed to echo throughout the house, as he grew nearer and nearer. I braced myself; ready to defend myself if things got ugly. He appeared from the family room, and folded his arms.

"Cosette," he said in his deep voice. I bit my tongue. There was a long pause as he looked me over. Then he cleared his throat. "You've... been slacking on your chores. Your room's a mess. Get to work," he ordered, then disappeared. I stood there, dumbfounded. I looked at Franklin, who shrugged sadly.

I went upstairs, to my room. Again, it felt like I didn't belong here. I slowly walked in, observing...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
With this new story, I wanna write a horror story.

It's called Imaginary:

Sierra, a young six ano old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.

As Molly's parents notice their daughter atuação strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the mesa, tabela for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.

Sierra is being fueled por something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.

Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.

On this sobrenatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.



In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
posted by para-scence
I managed to get out of the house, with Dad and Kara thinking I was going to work. But instead, I went to Blake's house. He took me to the horse ranch again, and we rode horses. It was much easier than the first time.

After that though, I decided I should probably take my punishment. I stayed início all day, except the days I was actually working of course. Also with my punishment, I became Hera's chauffeur. I was stuck driving her to the movies, with a discount because of my employment there, to her friends' houses, and wherever else she wanted to go basically. She was so annoying. I took my...
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posted by para-scence
Blake

It was Valentine's Day. I'd never really liked the holiday. Girls always thought it was a "romantic day" and it was just.... annoying. This year, however, I was actually happy about it coming around. This year, I had Irina. She wasn't like most girls. She was different, and I amor that about her. I bought a bouquet of flowers; I was going to give them to her at lunch. I started eating outside with her, and that Briar girl that she introduced me to. That girl is strange, but sweet. I'll never forget when I met her:

"Blake, this is Briar," Irina introduced one dia after school. This girl...
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posted by POPclogger216
"I..I didn't see you..you were over there, now you're here..oh my God," I say, pacing before he grabs my arm, stops me.
"Chill. Would you like to dance?" he asks. I say yes.
Hesitantly.
We dance, sometimes close, sometimes dancing so crazy we can't even see each other. But something weird happens during one of the dances. He pulls me close. I barely know him. And then, his hand around my waist, he almost grips me, as if in pain. And then burning, almost like a msall scratch a dog would give you. A sharp prickling runs through my lower back. I moan, softly, and I look at his face. His eyebrows...
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posted by wolfkirby
Me and Brittany got scared when the police perguntas us and got push toward the cop car.
The boys got is trouble because of the cerveja since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot mais nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
posted by POPclogger216
"Why in the heck are you wearing that?" my mother asked. I looked into my full-body mirror in my bedroom inside this tiny apartment, studying the short, yellow, frilly gown. I sware to God..I gleam in this, Mom! I thought. "It looks mais like a scrap-of-a-dress." I ignored her.

It was the dia of my high-school prom, the last prom I'd ever go to. I was going to graduate this summer. I sorta wanted to come out with a bang. My eyes, just like moms, looked bigger, darker, and gorgeous when I was wearing yellow. My choppy black hair seemed to shine more. This IS the perfect dress, I thought. My...
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Days go por you like a shadow,
you don’t live this life,
you’re becoming a shadow
of your destiny.



This cruel fate hates
your laughter,
loving your pain that
sleeps inside your
broken heart.



Broken and tired
of all these lost fights,
your life becomes
invisible
and you don’t care anymore,
but you do,
you still do.



You’re trying to see
through this fog,
you’re still fighting
for that day,
the dia of your peace.



Your path is full of
thorns that are stabbing you
directly into your hope,
tearing your soul apart,
you’re on the wings of powerlessness.
I sit up straight in the middle of the night; my forehead is stained with cold sweat, my breathing is heavy. Pure darkness is all around me. Just another dream I mentally convince myself, but I’m still shaking. I can’t calm down, no matter what, the dream felt so…real. Trembling, I get out of cama and go into the bathroom. Looking at me in the mirror was painful. It looks like I just got in a fight with a rabid cat. My black hair frizzed everywhere, mascara and eyeliner smeared around my eyes, tear streaks on my face. God I could use some exercise I thought as I examined my body shape....
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Im going to put a teaser of the first chapter up, if people like it i will continue. COMMENT PLZ!!



Elyon stirred in her sleep, causing her thin blanket to slip off. Slowly her bare arms were covered in goosebumps, as her eyes began to futter; her peacfull face turned to concern, she sat up and looked around.
"Where...?" she managed to mutter through her dry lips. She didnt know where she was. She had never seen anything like it before. Somehow she was sitting in the middle of a medow sorrunded por flowers. Elyon stood up and wrapped the small blanket around her shoulders. She looked down at...
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posted by kitkat709477
I was normal once or i thought I was, at least, until I knew otherwise,then I didn't know how i could have missed it i mean it was so obvious but i suppose that was just it, it was to obvious and sometimes i wonder what it would be like if what happened that night never happened but it probably wouldn't have mattered what happened that horrible night because it just sped up what was already there, sure maybe it would have been easier if i had known what I was but maybe it wouldn't have been.
You see before all this happened I lived a very good life we were very rich and we lived in a palace,like...
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Me: okay well i finished the assignment and this is the final product...please don't hold back...okay here you go
ps. know that this is an religion assinment, and its about my interpretation of jesus in an artistic form-ie-me using a collection of short poems and talking about the sea...okay i'll shuup now

Freedom
To feel the sand
The sun on your back
It’s a no man’s land
With no fear of attack
No chains of society
The sea frees all
Lose all your anxiety
And watch as the waves fall
God’s segundo heaven under the sun
Surrounding all things being
The sea will be undone
For those people foreseeing...
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Two things were killing me at the moment.The fact that It was raining like crazy on his horrible to school,the dia of school where I had to face my dreaded ex and try to hold back either my tears or punching him in the face.by the way,I completely wanted to do both at this moment.The segundo was that whole desperately in amor moment with Juaney.I was mad the the "mystery girl" that Juan had fallen so hard for and she have no freaking idea.I hate seeing Juan like this.Yes at the moment he is very proactive of me but I can tell now that he just doing that so I won't look into or figure his true...
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posted by jasperwhlover
Links;Urls:
link
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Chapter 3

Now, Serenity on a happier note was learning how to defend herself and about Exorcism she wanted to help Father Bartholomew, even though she was forced por the church to conform to the earthly practices like everyone else and to hide her wings, Father Bartholomew encouraged her heavenly attributes, he made wings, of feathers, waxed together, they were perfect, and everyday, he would teach her to fly as she forgot how because of the number of years that she spent conforming to the earth. Father Bartholomew raised Serenity like a daughter, a few years later, when she...
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posted by iluvtheshow
oi Mom,
It's been a while
Since you sat seguinte to me,
Since I saw you smile
I miss you Mom
I wish you were here
Giving me kisses
Holding me near
I can still see you Mom,
the laughing happy you
Not the ill broken women
Who broke my coração in two
I'll always remember Mom,
You taught me well
To do good things,
And with Honesty tell
I'm telling you Mom
Losing you killed me
Laying a rose on your casket
Trying hard to be
Strong.
That's what you were Mom,
Strong.
In everything you said
In everything you did
So now I'll be just that
Strong like a mother, not like a kid


I wrote this in honor of any child who has ever lost a parent.
Chapter Three

At the kitchen, wondering when Michael will be coming down and have breakfast with his wife and children, Jamie was at the stove, making some mais panquecas and was so into her thinking of Michael that she hadn’t heard a little voice calling out to her “Mama, Mama.” Jamie was still thinking about him for a few mais segundos until she felt a little hand tugging at the end of her shirt. Turning around and looking down to see who was tugging the end of her t-shirt, she saw her oldest child, Mac standing seguinte to her and staring at her mother with her brown eyes, giving her that...
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