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posted by dragonrider
That same dia - Eric's perspective

Oh Jeez...Why did she have to point me out to her friends? I wasn't interesting. They know that I had been watching her for months.
To stop meeting her gaze and being embarrassed I hid myself in a book hoping that I would stop being embarrassed.
"Hey Eric you must be really into that book," My friend Tom said to me as he sat down across from me.
Maybe not. I put the book down a bit "Oh yeah it's great. oi do you have girls staring at you?" I asked him
His face lit up and he smirked "Oh yeah it's great. I get asked out all the time," he said
I frowned "Nobody ever did right?" I asked
He frowned "No. So what girl is staring at you. Is she cute?" he asked
I nodded over to Athena "Her. She just noticed me today. Do you think she's cute?" I asked
Tom got a weird look on his face "Dude that's my sister Athena. Do you like her? I can hook you up with her," he said grinning and starting to stand up
I pulled him back down "No no. Don't do that. I kind of don't but I think she likes me," I said
He glared "Why don't you like her?" he asked
I sighed "It's complicated. You wouldn't understand," I said slumping down
Tom nodded "Ah," he said He knew when I said that he should just back off
The long low sino rang and everybody filed out of the cafeteria. Tom and I were last. Tom didn't really care about school. He figured that he would go to community college and get a job as a waiter at famous restuarants.
"Hey can I come over to your house after school?" I asked
He smirked "Why so you can spy on Athena?" he asked
I shoved him "No! I have a science project and I figured you would help me out," I lied
He nodded "Oh okay. Just get in the car with Athena and I. Our grandma takes us home,"
As we were walking out of the cafeteria a boy started walking seguinte to Tom "Hey Tom I just bet your sister 200 hundred bucks that I would marry her," he gloated
Tom winced "Jason first of all go away segundo of all you will never ever marry my sister," he said
Jason smiled "You want to bet on that? You owe me 100 hundred bucks if I marry her," he said
Tom held out his hand "Deal weirdo," he said. They shook hands
Jason turned to me "What about you? You want to partake in this bet?" he asked
I smirked. Ah this boy. Athena in the future talked a lot about him. I knew who he was "Sure. I think you are going to marry her as well. I bet you all 1000 dollars that you and Athena will have a son," I said
Jason widened his eyes "Wow! I like you kid! You are cool! Wait are you being sarcastic?" he asked
Before I got the chance to answer him the late sino rang and we all sprinted towards our classes.
As I entered the classroom everybody looked at me. Including my strict teacher. "Well glad you could cadastrar-se us Mr. Maloney. I suppose you can't tell us what a hot spot is?" he said
The whole class hadn't learned that yet but I have. I told him and he looked surprised. I sat down and he left me alone the whole period. Good thing thing too. I needed time to think.
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posted by coriann
The maid was our friend, we used to talk to her about everything. She was a black, African American woman, fairly old, mildly chubby. She usually wore a jeans and anything she felt comfortable in and a plain white avental and head tie. We introduced her to the cult master but she refused, even though she liked him. We saw her in the mall, talking por the phone booth. Everyone walked por but i stayed and waited to talk to her. I smiled every time I saw her, and it usually lingered on until a while after she was gone.
Mrs Sami stood there talking on the phone, she saw me. She smiled and waved and...
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Hiya! I'm Rose and I'm gonna tell you guys a story about magic mischief and fun! It all started on a Saturday in Spring. I was on my porch swinging in the hammock and leitura a book when I saw a twinkle in the corner of my eye. I just shrugged it off and continued reading. Then I saw it again. So I got up and walked around looking for it. I saw it again so I ran towards it and it moved so of course like any 11 ano old would do I followed it. It was still moving so I ran faster and it moved faster and faster. So I ran even faster then it disappeared and I looked around to see where I was at...
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No one please make this your own book cause im already doing that and im posting this up casue im gonna see what other people think about it.

In the secret, almost spirit world of Viver (pronounced like viper), there is this very abberant boy name Eduardo. He was the disgrace of everyone in SA1 (secret area 1). He would get in fights from toddlers to the eddlers. Anyone who fought with him (Eduardo started the fights), would get in trouble. One time he fought with the most smartest kid in all of Viver. The leaders of SA1 decided that the smartest kid would be banished (by banished in their world...
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How A Screenwriter Can Cope With Negative Feedback On Their Screenplay por Barbara Nicolosi and Vicki Peterson of 'Notes to Screenwriters' via link For mais videos, please visit link
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“Even as a child I had a wild imagination. A younger child, I should say. I’m only sixteen now, so I could be considered a child to some. Oh, por the way, my name is Sarah Way. I live in a small town called Ammarion. It’s a growing town found in Idaho. It’s in Idaho, if that tells you anything.” Sarah began. “I’m here to tell you my story. I know you are skeptical about magic, but you won’t be after hearing my story.”
    I’d like to drag you back in time with me. We only need to go back to last summer. School had just gotten out and I had ample plans...
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composição literária One Screenplay In 12 Days And Another In 9 Days por William C. Martell at Story Expo 2014 via linkFor mais videos, please visit link
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posted by coriann
The window. It was open ever so slightly. If I could just slide through without making any sounds I could do this. And I did. I fell onto the concrete bit of floor with no railings. The sun was out now. Shining bright. I looked down, way down, way down at the light green trees in the car park. Just then I got an idea (the car park)
A police car flew by. Moss green with its black and brown spots and broad wings. I took a glance at the pistols. Guns, that's what i needed. But how was I supposed to get down from there? The police car flew closer. I knew what I had to do. I got up and shook myself...
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posted by amethyst44
I was born, yet I felt as though I lived before.

I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.

I ate comida and drink, but I still craved for more.

I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.

I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.

I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.

I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.

I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.

I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.

I dreamed of heroes and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.

I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the seguinte day.

I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.

I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.

I closed my eyes, to see the light.

...to thus being born again...
posted by Pirate_4_life
Chapter one

Her mind replayed the images. The dark eyes staring into hers, his hair hanging over his forehead. The soft curve of his mouth as he whispered the inaudible words. The same guy that had filled her dreams for the last week and a half. Her thoughts completely focused on trying to figure out what those words were, and mais importantly who he was. Usually she could always place a name with a face yet here she drew a complete blank. Maybe, she decided, he doesn’t even exist. It was only a dream after all. A figment of her imagination created to distract her from the far from exciting...
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A Screenwriter Should Look At A Pitch Meeting Like A First encontro, data por Scott Kirkpatrick via linkFor mais videos, please visit link
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chapter four
music says it all

we were running late the dia after it had been a great night and por the smile on becs face she enjoyed it too. she tol me last night how tom had asked her out and always liked her but not know what to say.
it was weird in a way talking to becca it was like i knew her, like i knew her from some place but not knowing where.
"hey what do you have first?" i couldn't help asking i wanted to know if she would be in my música and i missed her or something
"ermm... art first you?"
"music" she must have heard the exsitment in my voice cause she gave me a queastion mak face....
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posted by HaleyDewit
We're blind to another one's pain
'Cause we refuse to see
We're deaf to another one's cries
'Cause we refuse to hear
We're dumb to another one's comfort request
'Cause we refuse to speak

But our eyes are wide open
To see another one's mistake
Our ears are open
To hear abouth another one's mistakes
And we can speak
To judge about another one's mistakes

We think we know everything
But we don't know anything
We're ready to judge
But we'd better look in the mirror

Making mistakes is proof your human
Turning your back on those who make them, not so much

He who's without sin,cast the first stone
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